0 comments/ 33381 views/ 7 favorites The Reenactment Ch. 01 By: gdavis I arrived at the party around 10:30 with a buddy of mine, Sean. I'd been away at school for a few months, so I was anxious to see my old high school friends. Its amazing high drastically our lives can change, yet we're still able to easily reestablish the bonds that we held in school. Case and point would be Emily, who along with her three other roommates, was hosting this party in the townhouse they rented. The characteristics had always been there, but the freedom of college had really unleashed the freak inside of her. The girl who used to talk my ear off about editing the school yearbook and raising her SAT scores was now frequently educating me on the finer points of group sex, from the varying possible positions to the usefulness of whips, chains, and lubricants. Yet, despite this radical new side which emerged, especially compared to my relatively conservative lifestyle, we never had trouble maintaining our friendship. This was probably due to our mutual decision (although I must admit that there were a couple of drunken nights when I questioned my side of the agreement) to keep it strictly platonic. We both gave our reasons, for her I was too strait laced and jockish. For me she was too wild and extreme with her pierced nose, tongue, nipples, and pussy, in addition to the various tattoos scattered over her body (Although I love the orchid on the small of her back). But despite my objections there was no way to deny that she was sexy. Not in the model perfect way, but in a truly sexual way, from the warmth emitted by her soft body, not chubby, but supple. Models are good to look at and be seen with, but bodies like Emily's are the ones made to fuck. But those personal feelings were buried for the night, since Emily had made it clear that one of her roommates, Jaime, was perfect for me. I was a little hesitant at first, knowing Emily's usual social circle, but Emily assured me that I'd be more than pleased with her. So naturally I scanned the crowd to see if I could pick out my reserved soul mate, but instead I immediately caught sight of Sarah, who easily stood out in any crowd. Sarah, depending on which day I talked to him, was either my best friend's current or former girlfriend. Despite the fact that Sarah and him had been in a relationship for almost four years, Nick had left to study abroad in Barcelona for a year with their situation up in the air. Nick suffered from the typical male delusion that he was a potential Casanova, and thus felt he should have nothing restricting his conquest of every legendary Iberian beauty who crossed his path. And from what he told me, even taking exaggeration into consideration, he was actually succeeding in his designs. Confidence can sure get you a lot in this world. Sarah is an example of it. But the uncertainty went beyond the year spent apart. During the year before he left he had started doubting his relationship, and he claimed she had as well. Allegedly, both regretted the fact that they had missed fully experiencing the college fuck anyone and everyone lifestyle. And since their schools were two hundred miles apart, it wasn't as if being together had quelled that desire. Although I knew this concern to be true in Nick's case I had my doubts whether this was actually a shared view. Sarah was a bit of a control freak, and she managed to keep even Nick on a short leash. I can't count how many Friday and Saturday nights Nick either couldn't go out or had to leave early because Sarah needed to talk to him on the phone. Then again who could blame him. Sarah is gorgeous, drop dead, give my left arm, slice of heaven, gorgeous. From top to bottom, starting with her lush brown hair, sparkling green eyes, full, round, all natural, mouthwatering breast, a slim waist, tight ass, firm legs, and even perfectly shaped feet with intricately painted toenails like cherries on top to complete the optical feast. Looking her over at that party I swear she looked better than I'd ever seen her before, then again this was the first time I'd seen her with Nick an ocean away. Of course I would never and have never attempted to steal any of my friend's girlfriends, not to mention my best friend's, but I've had more than a couple fantasies about fucking them, especially Sarah, especially in the kind of outfit she had on tonight. A blue halter top and a short black skirt which accentuated her body in all the right ways. No doubt feeling my eyes all over her body, Sarah looked my way and gave me an excited smile as I walked over to her. There was always an undercurrent of attraction between Sarah and me, or at least in my mind. Both her and Emily playfully gave me complements about my athletic six foot body in front of Nick, who may have had the ego of an Adonis, but also had an average five foot eight, skinny, frame. Although everybody, even Nick laughed about it when ever it was brought up, judging from the slightly agitated way in which he sometimes mentioned it while drunk, I could tell that it bothered him, and maybe even that Sarah had said other things in private which intensified his jealousy. It probably didn't help that he often, despite my best efforts to conceal it, caught me admiring Sarah's body, but how could anyone not. Then again any man with a girlfriend like Sarah, no matter how big their ego, had to constantly view every other guy, even his best friend, as a potential competitor. Sarah was talking to Emily and some of her friends, so as was custom I gave Emily a big hug first, then gave Sarah a tentative, you're my best friend's girlfriend type embrace. Its probably pretty clear by now that I'm a bit timid, in fact another common joke was that Nick and I had either switched bodies or brains, but I never wanted to be one of those creeps who drooled all over every pretty girl they got near. "Its so good to see you, Emily just mentioned that you should be showing up, " Sarah excitedly greeted me. "Its good to see you, how's everything going?" I replied matching Sarah's excitement in my own voice. We went through the usual haven't seen you for a while conversation, but as we spoke I noticed that my earlier evaluation of Sarah looking especially alluring wasn't just due to the absence of Nick. First, there was her aroma, she always smelled great, but tonight that sweet fresh peach scent was noticeably stronger. Secondly, she usually wore little or no make up, or at least made it appear that way, but tonight you could tell she had actually spent some time on it, not to say it was excessive, in fact it was just right, bringing out every mesmerizing aspect of her face. Lastly, the way she looked into my eyes, her smile, the casual physical contact she created, hand touching my arm, fingers playfully poking my chest, were all flirtations which she had never expressed before. If I didn't know her better I would say she was out on the prowl, but I placed that thought out of my mind, all these things were probably just manifestations of being alone for four months, though I certainly didn't mind being the object of them. Maybe noticing the attention I was giving Sarah, Emily stepped into the conversation, and openly, as to show Sarah as much as myself, pointed out Jaime across the room in the kitchen. From what I could see (Emily always keeps her parties dimly lit) Jaime was perfect for me, and probably every other guy at the party as well. She was a latina with shoulder length, black, wavy hair. Medium height, pretty face, a slender, but not fragile body, and what appeared to be a golden tan, which I absolutely love, especially in the dead of winter. "Cute isn't she? You said you liked your women athletic, she used to be a runner, " added Emily with the self pleased look on her face that she always got when she played match maker. "She doesn't have a boyfriend?, " sadly my mind was now conditioned to ask this question, especially when seeing an attractive female. "No, she's only been living in the city a couple of months. And would that stop you anyway, you're such a pussy, " kidded Emily. "Come get a drink with me, I'll introduce you." With that she grabbed my hand and led me away from Sarah, who smiled, but what seemed to me to be an artificial one (my ego was running a little bit now). Emily introduced me to Jaime, and I shook her hand confirming my earlier observations, in fact improving upon them as I noticed her full lips, and most of all her perfectly toned legs and round ass displayed as she turned to grab Emily and me a couple bottles of beer from the fridge. Emily caught my appraisal and nodded her head at me almost giggling seeing me drool. " Marcus here plans on going to law school as well, " introduced Emily. "Oh really, do you know where you want to go?" asked Jaime as she smiled and handed a beer to me. With the conversation started Emily discreetly turned away to one of her other friends in the kitchen. Jaime explained that she wasn't drinking as it was her duty to make sure the house didn't burn down. She had a pleasant laugh exhibited when I cracked a couple of jokes about leaving Emily to that duty. Obviously Emily had put in a good word for me before, and Jaime seemed receptive. After ten minutes of talking another one of the roommates, John, came up to her and she apologized leaving to deal with a bathroom problem, smiling warmly as she walked away promising to talk to me some more later. She was certainly what I was looking for, but seeing Sarah walk into the kitchen, I saw what I really wanted. Jaime was cute, better looking in fact than the last couple of girls I'd been with, but Sarah was still a goddess. "So how'd the love connection go?, " asked Sarah. "She seems to be a nice girl, " I replied. "Yeah, she definitely has a nice ass, " added Sarah giving me a playful I caught you with your hand in the cookie jar look. "Take a shot with me, " ordered Sarah quickly changing subjects as she grabbed the tequila bottle off the counter and poured two shots. She handed me one, tapped glasses, and we threw our heads back. Sarah, seemingly unwavered, poured another two as I sucked on a slice of lime. I'd only seen Sarah drunk once, on her 21st and most of that night she spent hugging her toilet. "Somebody's getting drunk tonight, " I joked. "Well, you'll watch over me won't you, " she smiled back as she raised another shot glass to me. After those two shots I felt a quick buzz, Sean and I had taken vicodin before we came, so each drink had a magnified effect. The rest of the night I moved around the house drinking continually, but not excessively. Spending some time with Sean and some old friends who were on the patio smoking, some more time getting to know Jaime in between her numerous tasks, but never letting Sarah get out of my eye sight for too long. We always seemed to be in the same area, and always seemed to catch each other looking at one another, smiling each time like we were sharing an inside joke. Around three the party had really emptied out there was only a couple of people still conscious in the living room where I sat talking to Jaime on the couch, my arm around her, her body snuggling into mine. Each of us took the opportunity to momentarily place a hand on the others leg, and I was getting ready to make my move when one of Jaime's friends came up and interrupted. "Jaime, Monica is really trashed and she was supposed to drive us home and Susan has to be home before four and all of us are too drunk to drive, and I'm sorry to bother you, but could you possibly drive us, " from her rambling request I could see she was being honest about the drunk part. Jaime gave her a patient smile, "Sure, let me just grab a sweatshirt, ". "Thank you so much, I'm so sorry to bother you, " her friend sloppily reiterated glancing in my direction. "Don't worry about it, " Jaime answered placing a hand on my thigh and getting up. "Are you staying here tonight, Marcus?". "Most likely, Sean doesn't look like he's going anywhere, " I nodded over to my friend asleep on the floor anticipating the meaning of her question eagerly. "Well I guess I'll see you in the morning then, I won't be back for a while, and you look like you might pass out as well, ". Not what I was hoping for. My mind blank (actually a little droggy from the booze and pills) I moronically replied "Drive safely, ". "Thanks, I will, " answered Jaime, giving me a final sweet smile as she walked towards the door. Before I could give my forehead the slap it deserved, Sarah slid into the seat next to me, placing her arm around me, "What happened slugger? I thought you had that one, " kidded Sarah who was obviously drunk as she energetically leaned into me. "So did I. She had to take her friends home." I dejectedly answered. "Cockblocked!" Sarah loudly proclaimed laughing at my misfortune. "Oh, don't feel bad, I'm sure you're tap that ass soon enough, " Sarah laughed drunkenly at her own vulgarity as if she were the funniest person alive. It was certainly a side of her I'd never seen before. Getting into her mood I replied as seriously as I could, "Tap that ass, baby, I only make love, " we both laughed fully feeling the effects of the alcohol. I crept a hand to her side and began tickling her, causing her to jump and give a short shriek, "Don't start that, " she laughed and attacked my sides with her hands as we semi-wrestled on the couch. The problem for me was that I was starting to get excited, so I finally grabbed her wrist and held her hands back, stopping the battle. There was a second of silence, as I looked into her eyes, the exact moment perfect to make a move, but I hesitated, "This is Sarah, " I thought trying to remind myself of responsibilities buried in desire. "Cmon, lets go and see who Emily is fucking, " announced Sarah quickly getting off the couch and grabbing my hand relieving the tension just created. "She could be fucking anyone, " I replied slowly getting up. "That's the point, " smiled back Sarah pulling me towards the narrow staircase. We crept up to Emily's bedroom door, Sarah placing her ear next to it and a hand on the door knob. Almost giddy she cracked the door open pulling me quietly in with her. The room was barely lit by a few candles positioned near the bed, but even before my eyes could properly adjust I could make out what was going on. Emily was on all fours on her bed, with one guy steadily pumping into her from the back, while she sucked the cock of another guy sitting up against the headboard of the bed. Nobody seemed to notice our entrance, the guy getting serviced had his head thrown back, and we were positioned behind and to the right of the guy fucking her. My cock stiffened as I watched Emily's body shake with each thrust. Completely naked her full breast swayed back and forth, her backside rippling with the assault, as the room was filled with the guy's groans, her muffled moans, the slapping of his body into hers, and the unmistakable slurping of her mouth moving up and down on his dick. Sarah leaned back into me, rubbing her ass into my groin, it felt so good that I placed my right arm around her waist pulling her closer, but she removed my arm breaking away from my body, teasing me, all the while keeping her head focused on the scene before us. As the guy behind Emily began increasing his rate of penetration, she crept her hand back onto me, outlining my engorged cock through my jeans. Hating and loving her teasing fingers as they delicately traced around the sides. She then placed her entire hand on my package almost causing me to moan as she slowly massaged it. After a couple of squeezes I could no longer take it, her sweet smell, the action displayed before us, combined with her hand teasing my cock drove me to boldly wrap my left arm around her and draw her into me. Surprised by the suddenness and power of the move she offered no resistance as I savagely placed my hands on the her breasts, squeezing them roughly through her thin top, feeling her nipples harden from the contact of my thumbs pressing down on them. Still in complete control I slid my right hand down her flat stomach and dove it under her skirt and panties. Noticing only a thin strip of hair as my middle finger slid along the slick surface between her lips, Sarah threw her hand back on to my shoulder surpressing a moan. I tasted the flavor of her stretched neck with wet kisses as her body leaned into mine. Seeking revenge I removed the hand slowly from under her skirt. The action in front of us was coming to its climax as the cock in front of Emily gave a deep moan and spewed cum all over her face. The guy behind her pulled out of her and rapidly moved his hand up and down his long skinny dick aiming it at the lotus I loved so much. Sarah, not waiting to the end, rolled away from me, sneaking out the door as quietly as she had crept in. I followed in a daze. She ignored me as she walked down the hall, not looking back until she reached the door of Emily's roommate, John, opening the door while flashing me a mischievous smile. I needed know further invitation as I entered the same room. A cool blue light from the window bathed the room in a visible light. Sarah stood in the middle of the room next to the end of the bed, where John was passed out with blankets clumsily covering him. Sarah floated over to me her emerald eyes enhancing the dream like environment which grew stronger with each second my eyes focused upon her. "I've wanted you for a long time, Marcus, " she almost groaned as she placed her hands on my muscular chest. "Me too, " was all I could reply as I nodded in the direction of John. "He's passed out, " replied Sarah as she lifted her body up to kiss me. I responded with a short gentle peck, followed by a sensual kiss of her upper lip, before fully pressing my lips against her cherry flavored lips. My tongue eased into her mouth dividing her lips which opened automatically to allow her tongue to greet mine. I withdrew my tongue slowly licking her upper lip as I broke the kiss. Her tongue reached out into my mouth. I sucked it as she slowly slid it out again. Teasing done, we kissed fully, tongues thirstily lapping out one another. My hands moved down the side of her body, feeling her curves before I firmly cupped both butt cheeks, lifting her body into me. Sarah's hands explored my body as well, rubbing my back, my sides, and squeezing my ass playfully, before wandering up and under my shirt. She rubbed the front of my body with her smooth hands, brushing lightly over my nipples, while outlining the bulge of each muscle. I lifted my arms up and she raised my shirt up and over my head, kissing my naked chest and sculpted stomach as she lowered herself to the floor, kneeling before me. Eagerly she unbuttoned my pants, using her delicate fingers to draw down the zipper, eyes intensely focused on the bulge which twitched with anticipation. Sarah yanked down my pants and boxers together releasing my thick cock into the open air. She smiled up at me as she gave it a long, firm stroke, pecking its head with her lips, before sticking out her tongue and licking it slowly from base to tip. When she finally placed the head into her warm, wet mouth, her tongue swirling around, I thought I was going to blow. Taking a loud deep breath I calmed myself, as she quickly engulfed the rest of my seven inches allowing it to reach the back of her throat. She held it there for a second, intensifying the feeling, before slowly withdrawing it, developing a steady rhythm as she proceeded to bob her head. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed the blanket on top of the bed rising and falling in the middle. Not wanting her to stop, at first I said nothing, choosing instead to concentrate on the incredible sensations created by her moist lips and ever active tongue. But it simply burrowed into my mind, both aggravating in its perversity and stimulating in its raw eroticism. I made eye contact with Sarah, motioning towards the bed. A smile crept onto her face as she removed her hand from the base of my cock and arose from her knees. The Reenactment Ch. 01 "It is his room, " she playfully whispered to me, giving me a quick kiss on the lips before crawling onto the bed. John no longer feigned sleep as he lustily watched Sarah remove the blanket from his body, revealing his erect penis. "Enjoying the show, " Sarah questioned before placing her hand on his quivering member, giving it the same firm pump she had first given mine. John simply nodded as he raised his hips up with her touch. Now sitting up he attempted to apply pressure to the back of her head with his right hand, but Sarah resisted, "I'm not Emily, " she teased before glancing back at me gazing from the edge of the bed. "You've seen this position before, " she hinted, her ass in the air. I completely removed my clothing as I positioned my self behind her on the bed. John, satisfied now with simply Sarah's soft hands, leaned back. I hovered over her back as my hands freed her breast from her top. I grasped them strongly as before, living a dream played out often in my mind. She moaned slightly as I tweaked her hardened nipples between my fingers. She continued slowly working John's cock, as I pushed her black skirt over her hips revealing her round cheeks protected only by a black thong. I playfully slapped her right cheek lightly causing her to smile back at me. She positioned her body so I could ease the thong off of her body and on to the floor. I moistened my middle and index finger before parting her lips and sliding them into her wet and waiting pussy. Her legs spread to give me more access as I worked my fingers all the way in. "That feels so good, " Sarah moaned her breathing become short. I felt with my two fingers the roof of her vagina causing her body to quiver, sliding my fingers now in a building rhythm, "How bad do you want it, " I commanded caught up in the moment. She moaned in reply as I continued to finger her, "Tell me how bad you want it, " I repeated. "Marcus, " she gasped, "I want it so bad. Fuck me Marcus, Fuck me, " she pleaded her head thrown back, John stroking his own cock now. I wanted it even more as I guided my cock into her moist opening, thrusting deeply into her tight pussy. "Oh, yes, " she shrieked as I pushed it up to the hilt, "Oh, yes, " she repeated with each thrust. "You feel so good, " I added closing my eyes in pure bliss. "Don't stop…oooh fuck me harder, " she ordered. My hands firmly held her hips as I concentrating on maintaining a steady rate, taking slow breaths with each thrust to hold off cumming. John finally did, shooting directly onto Sarah's bouncing breast. This only seemed to intensify Sarah's pleasure, as she used her index finger to gather a fingertip of fresh cum, then sucked it from her finger. I really began pounding into her pussy, encouraged by her heavy moans, "I'm cumming, I'm cummm.." Sarah declared as her body spasmed in orgasm, the walls of her vagina constricting around my cock, intensifying my own pleasure, as her juices oozed out of her lips with each thrust. She buried her head into the bed covers, John having moved up to the top of the bed, now really passed out. She broke from my grasp, flipping over to face me, a drugged like haze in her eyes. "Let me finish the job, " she whispered looking into my eyes. She hung her legs over the edge of the bed her tits level with my glistening cock, a drop of precum on the tip, and once again engulfed me with her mouth, twisting and pumping with her hand as she sucked the head tasting her own juices. I placed my hands on the back of her head as I felt my body tip over the edge and erupt inside her mouth. She didn't remove her mouth, milking ever drop out of my dick, even as cum began to dribble out . When finished she stood up and wrapped her arms around my neck kissing me deeply, offering me a taste of my own cum with her penetrating tongue. "That was amazing, " I mouthed when we broke the kiss. "Thank you Marcus, " replied Sarah as she walked into the bathroom. I lied down on the floor, not remembering anything past hearing water running out of the faucet. In the morning, I found myself covered by a blanket at the base of John's bed. My head was all groggy, the previous night seemed like a dream. John was covered as well on his bed, but Sarah was no where in sight. I put on my clothes checking the time to see that it was only eight o'clock. Walking into the kitchen I was greeted by the unexpected presence of Jaime gathering bottles in the kitchen. "Good morning Marcus, " sunnily welcomed Jaime, not displaying any signs of fatigue. "Good morning, I can't believe you're up cleaning already, " I tried to match her sunniness, but hung over, failed. "I can't sleep with this mess, do you want some water?" I accepted the glass and borrowed some aspirin which Emily was always well stocked with. "You just missed Sarah, she left about 30 minutes ago. Everybody looks trashed today, " Not detecting another hidden knowledge I simply agreed changing the subject as I internally breathed a sigh of relief that I wouldn't bump into Sarah, last night a mixture of utter ecstasy, and growing feelings of guilt and worry. I both wanted nothing more than to set eyes again on Sarah, and nothing less. The Reenactment Ch. 02 I didn’t see or talk to Sarah for over two months after that party, and the long silence only exacerbated the anxiety I felt. My palms were already sweaty as I arrived at the restaurant for Emily’s 21st birthday with Sean once again in tow. The couple of conversations I had with Emily since her party had assured me that she had no knowledge of anything occurring between Sarah and me, in fact she didn’t even seem to realize what an inspiring show she had put on for us. There was still a lingering worry that she could be hiding something, I had no idea what John may have remembered and shared, but it was unlike Emily not to want to discuss something as juicy as my hooking up with Sarah. Everyone was already seated in a reserved section of the upscale Mexican restaurant where Emily was holding her party at. All together there seemed to be about fourteen people squished together. Emily got up to greet us, an oversized sombrero clownishly bobbling on top of her head. I of course noticed Sarah instantaneously, she gave me a smile and wave, but stayed seated. She was wearing a stunning silver dress, with a plunging neckline, giving a generous view of her ample breasts. I averted my eyes quickly saying hi to some of the other people I knew, including Jaime, who I hadn’t really thought of since that party. Her own beauty, and my ability to forget it, was evidence of my preoccupation with Sarah since that night. She looked incredible in a turquoise halter top with a silver crucifix hanging from her neck. By tying her rich black hair back, she really opened up her elegant face, which blushed slightly when I smiled at her. Her eyes emerged from their long lashes to let me know that I hadn’t been forgotten. Emily, the consummate matchmaker, created room for us to sit besides Jaime, which happened to be at the opposite end from where Sarah sat. I quickly became reacquainted with her, as we warmed up with a round of tequila shots and a couple of margaritas each. Everything came so natural with Jaime. The way she laughed, the way she smiled, the way she made me feel like the center of her attention even when she was conversing with someone else. She almost placed Sarah out of my mind. Almost, as we got up to leave the restaurant I took advantage of Jaime’s trip to the restroom to finally talk with Sarah. I expected her to break off her chatter with her friend Nicole, but she simply folded me into it. It was as if nothing had happened, so following her cue I decided to let that story line die for the night. When Jaime reappeared next to me from the bathroom, I switched all my attention back to her, drifting away from Sarah and Nicole as we left the restaurant heading up the street towards a bar, my hand lightly pressed against the small of her slender back, no confusion over who I was with. At the bar, Emily continued her adopted Mexican theme with shots of tequila. With Emily this quickly turned into body shots as she hopped up onto the bar giving everybody a peek up her skirt as she did so. Not to my surprise it was evident with her knees spread that she was wearing nothing beneath her skirt, the small ring of her piercing catching my eye. In fact there’s no doubt in my mind that she would have fucked someone right then and there if a fellow exhibitionist had the nerve to initiate it. A mental image of me carrying out that deed flashed through my mind, lowering myself between her inviting thighs, her skit hiked up over her waist, my hands freeing her creamy white voluptuous breast from the flimsy material barely containing them already, my mouth sucking in her large nipples as I thrust inbetween her spread thighs with a single powerful stroke, feeling the cool metallic ring tease the base of my cock as I pushed in all the way, her body arching up in reaction to the penetration Feeling my cock enlarge in reality, I snapped out of the sudden fantasy, averting my sight from the alluring scene before me. Eric, Emily’s current fuck buddy, was the first to take a shot, licking salt off of her neck before inhaling the tequila from her belly button. Emily assisted him in removing the lime from her mouth by lifting her tongue into his. Everybody hooted and hollered during this, even people outside of our group focused upon the action on the bar. John did a shot next, sprinkling his salt on her upper breast, really eliciting a reaction from the crowd as he slowly licked it off. But Sarah topped them both by taking the next shot. You could feel the eyes surrounding the bar intensify as the bartender poured the tequila into Emily’s belly button, splashing some onto her stomach as well, an excited smile on his face. Sarah hesitated, then provoked a series of male whoops by sprinkling salt onto Emily ‘s right thigh. Only a few specs of salt stayed on, but that didn’t matter as everyone cheered when Sarah stuck out her tongue and licked Emily’s tender flesh up to the hem of her short skit. Not hesitating she sucked the shot from Emily’s stomach, even, to the crowd’s delight, moving her lips over the bartender’s spilt drops. Emily rewarded Sarah, and every guy in the room, by grasping the back of Sarah’s head when she went to remove the lime from her mouth, drawing her into a fantasy kiss, each girl dramatically flicking their tongues at one another. Everybody now drunk we left that bar for a club up only another block. Jaime placed her hand in mine as we left the bar, again everything between us in harmony as her delicate fingers slid in between my own. In the club Jaime and I unconsciously drifted away from the group on the dance floor. The club was packed, bodies everywhere bumping and grinding against one another in rhythm with the thumping bass of the hip-hop beats. My left hand on her swaying hips I brought her body into me, her pelvis kneading in time with mine, as we smiled into each other’s eyes, her arms loosely hanging over my shoulders. When the DJ transitioned into the next song Jaime turned around pressing her full, round ass into my crotch, rolling her hips seductively slow, then playfully fast as she bent over, eliminating any thought about the cross dangling from her neck. I held her hips tight as I attempted to match her pelvic gyrations. Unable, I simply enjoyed her skills until she finished with a slow roll straightening herself back up and flinging an arm back around my neck as I buried my head into her neck, giving that tasteful flesh a sucking kiss, my hands wrapping around her waist taking control of the pace, slowing it down to a gentle rocking. We comfortably stayed in that position until the end of the song, when she switched back to our original position, no longer a playful look in her eye, but a lustful burning desire as her parted lips reached up and exchanged a tender peck with mine. Emily broke the spell, as she came up behind me placing her arms around both of us as she teased, “look at you two lovebirds, thought you could sneak away,” From the glazed look in her eye I could tell that she was fully coked up in addition to the booze. She rubbed her body into my back, as Eric, no doubt equally high came behind Jaime. We smiled shaking our heads at one another as we broke our embrace. Knowing Emily was trying to intimidate me with her aggressiveness, I refused to play the timid square, turning her body around, locking my hands onto her waist as I attempted to take full control of her. Semi-aroused I grinded roughly into her ass. Emily didn’t miss a beat, responding just as aggressively, banging her backside into me. She bounced me off of her with a violent move, both of us laughing as she faced me again. She wildly hooked her leg around my waist bringing our bodies fully together as we dry humped in the middle of the dance floor, sweat dripping from both of us. Emily could roll her body with the best of them. Thus, I was no longer semi-aroused, a condition Emily duely noted when she unhooked her leg, licked her lips, and mouthed, “just friends,” placing her hands fully on my bulge, giving it a squeeze for good measure. I could only laugh as I felt another sweaty body hug me from behind, her evidently prominent tits smashing against my back. A hand reached around me and slapped my chest. Even before I pivoted my head to the side, I could smell Sarah’s ever present sweet aroma, which mixed with sweat, was pure sex. “Missed me stranger,” whispered Sarah into my ear. I looked forward to Emily, who smirking, nodded her head knowingly, but before I could think about it, both girls mashed their bodies into me. I simply went with it, enjoying the feel of two sexy women over my body. Eric emerged behind Emily, cupping his hands lewdly over her breast. The four of us melded into one sweat drenched pulsating entity, before Emily turned from me and locked her lips onto Eric’s mouth, the two of them feasting on one another like they were all alone. Before Sarah or I could react to our isolation, Jaime replaced Emily’s body in front of me. She still had that lustful look in her eye as she, completely ignoring Sarah, placed her hands behind my head and lowered it to her own, not a pleasant peck, like before, but a wet and urgent kiss, her tongue darted into my mouth, her body rubbing up against my aching crotch. I felt Sarah’s body fall away, but barely reacted to it, as I fully concentrated on greeting Jaime’s slippery tongue with my own. We finished the song locked together, bodies all around us dancing to the continuos beat. When we finally emerged from the embrace, we found that we were once again all alone. I saw a few of the people from our group about twenty feet away. By now they had intermingled with the other dancers on the floor. I noticed Sarah dancing somewhat closely with an attractive guy, the typical club goer, with spiked glistening hair and a cocky look in his eye. He was trying to close the gap between Sarah and him, but she kept pushing him back. Perhaps, thinking she was toying with him, he made a bold move wrapping his arm around her drawing her in. Sarah erupted, fully shoving him off of her causing him to violently crash into the couple next to him. I could hear her over the music yell at him, “fuck off!”. The guy regrouped himself and took a strong step towards her, looking like he was about to slap her. I quickly parted through the crowd, which was already turning in that direction, and stepped in front of Sarah, as he yelled a string of obscenities at her as the veins in his neck bulged with the strain of his words. “Step back!” I shouted at him. I was a couple of inches taller than him, but he was slightly more built then me. “Who, the fuck are you,” he questioned, now pointing an angry finger at me. The security guards arrived on the scene before I could answer him, two huge guys who grabbed each of us roughly. Sarah, pleaded her case to the one holding me, “That pig over there grabbed me,” she angrily pointed out the other guy. “That bitch is lying, I was just dancing with her,” he responded back, “and she flipped out,”. “You were groping me,” she yelled back, the security guards fed up with both of them dragged us off of the dance floor. The guys friends came grouped around him, as he tried to explain to the guard what happened. Sarah, was in tears, probably more from the adrenaline of the situation, than the actual incident. Nicole held her in her arms, as I tried to reason with the security guard, “Let me take her outside for some fresh air, she’ll be better, it wasn’t her fault, the guy grabbed her,” “We can’t have fighting in the club,” barked the crew cut guard. “I know, but she was just trying to protect herself,” I steadily answered. My guard looked over at the other one, who was already leading the pissed off offender out of the club. “Okay, you can stay, but calm her down, I don’t want to see anymore bullshit, you hear me,” ordered the guard walking over to the other guards huddled by the door. I stepped over to Sarah, her broke her embrace with Nicole and melted into my arms, tears still streaming down her face. I wiped them away, and tenderly swept her hair back off of her face, whispering comforting words into her ears, telling her it would be okay. Jaime came up to us, and I explained what happened as she rubbed Sarah’s back, offering her own kind words to Sarah who tightly gripped my back. Jaime and Nicole coaxed her out of my arms and led her to the bathroom. She emerged with her make up redone, although the puffiness around her eyes betrayed her previous condition. Jaime came up to me, sighed as I placed my arm around her and she nestled into my chest. “She just kept talking about how she wishes Nick were here. She misses him so much,” explained Jaime. “I know,” I mindlessly answered, disturbed by the sudden jealousy I felt. “You, should talk to her, you’re Nick’s best friend,” added Jaime, now combining guilt with the jealousy I already felt. “It’s probably better if Nicole takes care of her, she knows what to say,” I replied, knowing in my heart that I relished the role of savior and protector, yet not wanting Jaime to get a hint of how much I really wanted to have Sarah into my arms. Both of us glanced over at Sarah and Nicole sitting in the booth, I could tell that Nicole was having no success in cheering up Sarah, who was just staring blankly out onto the dance floor. It was about one o’clock, Emily and Eric were no where in sight, no doubt unable to control themselves any longer in public. Without the birthday girl our group had really fractured, I could only pick out about seven of them in the club. “Look how miserable she looks,” pleaded Jaime. “I guess I better see if she wants to talk,” I finally relented. Jaime looked up to me with a warm smile and gave me a quick peck. I wondered if she would have been so content if she knew the whole story. “I’ll take her outside to get some fresh air. Let Sean know I’ll be back,”. “I will,” she replied, giving me a look full of admiration. Sarah quickly agreed to go outside with me, grabbing her purse as if to say she had been waiting for me to take her home. Once outside, I placed my arm around her as she clung on to me. “Thanks, for protecting me in there,”. “No problem, you know how I love playing the hero, plus I’m pretty sure I could have taken him in a fight,” I added trying to lighten the mood. “I’m sure you could have,” responded Sarah pressing her body into mine, reacting seriously to what I had intended as a joke. I didn’t want to stay out on the street, in case the guy and his friends were looking to continue what we had started, so I took her back to the small bar down the street we had originally been in. There was only about ten people still in the place. It was the type of bar where people started the night, not the kind you’d want to finish it in. Sarah picked out a booth towards the back, as I ordered a couple of drinks at the bar, the bartender giving me a smile and a nod, no doubt remembering Sarah from her earlier exhibition. “Jaime said you were talking about Nick in the bathroom,” I started off, realizing it was the wrong opening question as she gave me a sudden frown, a hurt look in her eyes. “Well, I couldn’t really talk about you,” boldly responded Sarah, not even attempting to dance around the issue. “uh…” I couldn’t manage a response, completely thrown off by her comment. “I’m sorry, I know you’re with Jaime, you guys make a cute couple,” she responded solemnly to my stuttering silence. “Sarah…” I paused a second reformulating what I meant to say, “I’ve only thought about you since that night. I was looking forward to seeing you tonight, but you reacted like nothing had happened, so I thought…,”. “The way I acted. You were the one who sat next to Jaime, so focused on her during dinner that you didn’t even looking at me,” Sarah cut me off, almost angrily accusing me. It took me a second to reply, stunned by own misinterpretation, “ You’re my best friend’s girlfriend, what could I do in front of everyone,” I answered back trying to inflict some guilt on her side. “That didn’t stop you before,“ responded Sarah, almost smiling afterwards as I think both of us immediately thought of John. “Nothing could have stopped me that night,” I lightly answered back, the tension between us relieved by a hidden joke. “It was fun,” replied Sarah, the words not important as the remembering smile on her face. “The wildest sex I’ve ever had,”. “The only sex I’ve had in the past six months,” she quietly noted giving me a lustful look, as I felt her foot reach onto my thigh seeking my lap. Surprised, I shifted upwards stopping her petite foot with my hand, “You know I’m with Jaime,” I tried to remind her, unable to keep a straight face as I did so. Sarah slid out of her seat and pushed in on my side of the table. I scooted away from her, but that only gave her more room to shift in, “I’ve replayed that night over and over again,” she whispered into my left ear, flicking it with the tip of her tongue. “Just the thought of your thick dick makes me wet,” she added stroking my hardened cock through the material of my slacks. “You want to feel how wet it makes me,” she continued taking my hand and pushing it up her short dress and in between her smooth thighs. “Feel that,” she moaned in my ear as my fingers felt the moist insides of her pussy lips. She had no underwear on, and as I outlined her lips I also felt no hair. She theatrically gave a short breath as I continued to probe the outside of her slit. “I’ve been waiting for you all night,” she gave me a throaty whisper. “I could barely stand to see you with her, I wanted to be the one in your arms, I wanted your hands on my body, your hips on my ass. Tell me you wanted me,” she finished sucking my left ear lobe. I didn’t respond verbally, instead sliding my now slick index finger into her moist pussy, tickling her insides as she gasped for air, her hips squirming. “But if you’re with Jaime,” she teased removing my hand from under her dress and sliding out of the booth walking to the girls bathroom only a couple of steps away. Possessed I quickly followed not even checking to see if anybody saw as I opened the door and stepped in, the tent of my pants leading the way. Jaime, Nick, were just names, as I took in the stunning sight of Sarah standing in front of me, her dress a heap on the floor below her. “I thought that would be your answer,” she lustfully smiled, approaching me with deliberate steps, her high heels elongating her toned legs, her breast gently bouncing with each step. I removed my shirt as she strutted over to me, instinctively flexing my pecs when I finished. I reached back and locked the door to the small bathroom. “Jesus! your so fucking gorgeous,” I mouthed, mostly to myself as I wrapped my arms around her, our lips coming together in a deep kiss, tongues aggressively kneading each other. I broke the kiss and whispered, “I love the way you taste”, as I buried my lips into her neck, the peach scent from her body mixing with the intoxicating herbal smell of her hair. She gasped as I sucked on her taut flesh, moving my lips from spot to spot along her elegant neck. I lifted her up in my arms and pinned her against the wall. My lips moved down her neck to the top of her breast as I held her above me, her body like a feather in my feverish yearning. I ravished the soft flesh around her areola, brushing my lips across her nipples, which instantly hardened with the contact. I delayed full contact, resuming the care given to the lushish skin of her other breast, teasing the other nipple in the same manner. “Stop teasing, and fuck me,” ordered Sarah making me realize the foolishness of the care I was taking. I was here to fuck Sarah, not make love to her. I responded by greedily engulfing her left nipple in my mouth, causing Sarah to gasp, as I gently bit it, stretching it with my lips as I pulled my head away. The Reenactment Ch. 02 Sarah answered by wrapping her long legs tightly around my body, her thighs squeezing my sculpted sides. I continued to feast on her nipples as she rhythmically squeezed my body, “Give it to me. God! Let me have it,” she pleaded. I lowered her down, meeting her hungry lips with my own. She was going wild, her hands feeling all over my body. I separated from her, calmly undoing my belt and pants. Her eyes were fully focused on my shrouded cock, watching as I slid my boxers and pants down. She instantly grabbed my freed erection, like it was her personal toy, licking her lips lustily as she looked into my eye leaning back against the wall. “You like the way it feels,” I confidently questioned. “I love the way it feels, I love the way it taste, I need it inside of me,” begged Sarah, pulling me by my erection towards her. She spread her legs in front of me allowing me to guide my member in. Once I slid in the head, I again lifted her up against the wall. She wrapped her legs and arms around me holding me close as I induced moans with a strong thrust up into the wet velvet of her vagina. She was so wet, the sensation was incredible as I slowly slid it out partially, returning it with another brute thrust. I began pumping away inside of her, her ass slamming violently into the tile. “That’s it, fuck me, fuck me. Right there, Oh yes hit it right there,” she urged on moaning the broken words out of her mouth. Her entire body shook with the impact of the action, her nails digging into my back, as she squeezed me closer with her legs. I increased my speed, fucking her us fast as I possibly could, her body sliding up and down on my dick, sweat dripping down our bodies. The slapping sound of her ass banging against the cold tile growing louder, filling the room along with her growing moans, “Keep going, keep going, don’t stop, don’t stop…” her voice growing fainter with each thrust. After five more strokes, I could feel her body start to contract, her legs no longer squeezing in tune with my movements, just locked around my body. “I’m cumming, don’t stop, oohhh..” she started to yell, I placed my hand over her mouth, her muffled screams accompanying the feel of her pussy walls contracting around my cock. Seconds later her legs loosened their hold as her whole body relaxed. I continued to move my dick, sensing my own explosion moments away, but Sarah prevented me from continuing by placing her hand on the base of my cock, holding it away from her body. I pulled my cock out, looking into her eyes to try and figure out what plans she had. Her eyes shone pure satisfaction into mine. She rubbed her fingers in her cunt, spreading the collected juices on my already slick cock. “Do you want to fuck me in the ass, Marcus. I want to feel your cock spread me open,” she soothingly stated. Nick had often told me about her love of anal sex, it was the one kinky thing he every mentioned them doing. Although, I had never really believed him, at best I thought she had tried it a couple of times for his benefit, but as I saw her lubricate her puckered hole with her own juices, I could tell that he wasn’t lying. “Do you think you can take it,” I replied confident about my seven inch tool. “I know I can,” she authoritatively answered back. She braced herself on the sink her legs spread before me revealing her opening which she primed with a wet finger. We looked at each other in the mirror before us, her parted lips signaling her excited state. “Give it to me Marcus,” she begged as I positioned myself behind her giving a couple of pumps to my own cock as I lined it up. Thoughts of slapping her ass and pulling her hair ran through my film directing mind, but when I tried to push my head inside, trying to be gentle, I couldn’t get it in. After a couple of attempts, Sarah with hint of impatience loudly ordered, “Just push as hard as you can,”. My male ego now challenged I responded by firmly driving my cock into her. All other thoughts immediately fled, as I was overwhelmed by the constrictive feel of her tight passage, causing me to close my eyes and moan, it felt better than my first time five years ago. My cock sat inside of her filling her completely. I felt Sarah’s ass wiggle against me, reminding me to continue the motion. I looked at Sarah’s face in the mirror when I thrust in the second time, her eyes were fluttering as a distorted grimace shaped her face. Her moans were breathless, but her body kept the motion going, urging me on. Gripping her hips I thrust in a third time a deep jolt ripping through my body, I knew I was going to come in the next couple of seconds, so I quickly thrust a fourth and fifth time, no longer worrying about her, fully engulfed in my own bliss as I finally released my seed into her warm canal. I held my spent cock inside of her until I felt it go limp. Both of us were breathing heavy, as I slid out of her, a trail of cum following me out. “I’ve never felt anything like that,” I sighed. “I bet. You lasted a little bit longer than Nick did his first time,” answered Sarah, as she turned around and gave me a short peck on the lips, her hands flush on my chest. “You’re a little bit of a freak,” I teased returning her kiss. “I just love good sex,” responded Sarah, looking devotedly into my eyes. “You wouldn’t believe what I’ve dreamt of doing with you,”. “I’ve..,” I began. “But you better wait for me outside while I clean up, Jaime’s probably waiting for you,” interceded Sarah pushing me gently away with her hands, before turning around to pick up her purse from the floor. I gave her a questioning look, but she ignored it. Stunned I tugged my pants back on then my thrown shirt as well, giving another look at her now covered body before stepping out of the door. Luckily, no one was standing outside waiting for the bathroom, it had been about twenty minutes since we entered. I only saw one female near the bar, so I assumed we had gone unnoticed. Sarah emerged from the bathroom five minutes later, a mischievous smile on her face, everything appearing to be in order. I placed my hand on her rear to playfully lead her out, but she gently moved my arm away, “Between your dick and that wall my ass is going to be sore tomorrow,” she said in a businesslike way, I was thrown by her sudden seriousness. Maybe sensing this she gave me a pat on my ass, “We better act like nothing happened. I don’t want to get you in trouble,”. I stopped grabbing hold of her arm, but before I could get a word out she explained, “We both know that we can’t be together right now, I don’t want to prevent you from starting another relationship,”. I simply nodded my head, everything she said was right, but it still made no sense. We walked out of the bar in awkward silence, each of us maintaining a space in between one another. Sure enough as we approached the bar I could see Jaime and Sean outside, Sean blowing smoke in his attempt at Hollywood style glamour. The second she saw me, Jaime enthusiastically smiled and gave me a slight wave, gleefully shooting an arrow of guilt right through my chest. To widen the wound Sarah whispered out of the side of her mouth, “Fuck it, why don’t you just take me home, who cares who finds out,”. “Jesus, women know how to mind fuck you,” I thought to myself. “You’re killing me,” I laughed back shaking my head. She laughed at the insanity of the situation as well, although the look she gave me was anything but joking. “Are you feeling better?” maternally asked Jaime as we finally reached them giving Sarah a tender hug. “Yeah, our talk really helped,” smiled back Sarah glancing at me. I feigned a smile as well, although I was unsure whether I wanted to actually crack up laughing or scream wildly to relieve the present tension. I couldn’t believe I let myself get in this situation. Every look of admiration Jaime gave me was another shot in the chest. Luckily Sean, who was obviously hammered, relieved the tension for me by excitedly informing us of Emily’s situation. “Her and Eric got kicked out for fucking in the bathroom. Can you believe that. I mean fucking in a club bathroom with a bunch of people in it. And they both looked happy about it. Like they wanted to get caught, that’s some fucking wild shit,”. Sarah smiled in reaction, but a sudden chill went through me, Jaime was the only one who participated in Sean’s glee, “That’s Emily for you, I’m surprised they didn’t end up doing it on the dance floor,” she joked. “Did everyone already leave?” I asked changing the subject. “Yeah, we were just waiting for you guys,” responded Jaime placing her body into mine as I tentatively placed a hand on her shoulder. Her head tilted up for a kiss, but I simply ignored it, knowing that I still had the cherry flavor of Sarah’s gloss on my lips. “I’m assuming you two are going home together,” insinuated Sean with a smile on his face. “I can give you a ride if you need it,”. “That’s alright we’ll just take a cab,” answered Jaime, squeezing me in her arms. “How about you, Sarah?” asked Sean turning away from us. Sarah hesitated than responded, “Sure, but you’re not driving. I just need to get my coat from the club,”. “Fine with me. I’ll go with you,” replied Sean. “Actually I need to get something out of your car, can you let me in,” I quickly stopped them, moving towards Sean’s car as I said it. “Sure, I’ll meet you back here,” Sean said to Sarah. Jaime and Sarah walked back into the club, Jaime oblivious to the nervousness of my actions. On the way to his car, Sean simply restarted his analysis of Emily’s scandal. I joined in, the farther I got away from Sarah, the more relaxed I felt. In his car I sprayed some cologne I had left in his glove box. I also rinsed my mouth out with the scope he always kept there. I cleansed my lips with it as well, assuming it would remove the taste of Sarah’s lip gloss. “Getting ready for some loving,” Sean mocked in an obnoxious voice. “If he only knew,” I thought to myself. Sean and I were good friends, but I never felt any pressure to tell him any of my secrets. Plus, he had the tendency to blurt things out drunk, a lesson I learned painfully before. We walked back to the club, I refused to allow Sean to drive back there. After two o’clock cops would be eyeing everyone. I was pretty sure Sarah was sober enough to drive. Maybe that was just my ego trying to claim that alcohol hadn’t effected her actions earlier. The girls were waiting for us outside the club. Everybody hugged as we said our good-byes, I lightly gave Sarah a peck on the cheek, not wanting to act too timid. As they walked away I wrapped my arms around Jaime who, a couple of inches shorter than me even with her heels, rested her head on my shoulder, “You did a good job cheering up Sarah. I knew you’d be able to,” she commented. I felt a tinge of guilt, but still a little bit drunk, I was able to finally let it go, focusing solely on the woman in my arms. We hopped in the back of a cab parked in front of the club. Jaime gave her address, and with the meter started, I placed my arm around her as she nuzzled into me placing her hand on my thigh, “I love the cologne you’re wearing,” letting me know I put a tad too much on. “And I love the smell you leave on my clothes,” I answered giving her a peck on the side of her forehead. “It mixes well?,” she replied back closing her eyes with my kiss. “It does. After that first night I met you, I spent the rest of the night just sniffing myself,” I lamely joked. “Really, I bet you just passed out,” she answered in a playfully suspicious tone. “Passed out? I was ready to give your drunk friends fifty dollars to catch a cab home,” . “Why? All you were going to get was a kiss goodnight,” “A long kiss goodnight,” I squeezed her into me. “No, A short peck, than a long night on the couch,” she laughed. “It would have been worth it,” I leaned down to exchange a slow sensual kiss with her, our lips parting than reattaching with every pause. “So be honest, what did Emily say about me before I met you?” I questioned light heartedly after we reassumed our previous cuddling position. “Well,” she began with a dramatic pause, “she mentioned that you were very good looking, athletic, dumb as a door nail,”. “And I matched that description,” “Everything, but the good looking and athletic parts,” she finished the line, giving me another tender peck, which again evolved into a steady kiss. “I’ve never met anyone I’ve felt this comfortable with, this quickly,” I confided. “Neither have I,” she answered snuggling into me as we arrived at her place. Inside she led me by my hand straight into her bedroom, “Can I get you anything to drink?” she asked as she nonchalantly took off the few trinkets of jewelry she had on. “Can I get a glass of water?”. “Sure,” as she walked out I suddenly asked if I could take a shower, remembering my earlier deeds. “No problem,” she answered. I quickly walked into the bathroom attached to her room stripping of my clothes and jumping into the shower. Not wasting anytime I wet my body and washed my package removing any trace of Sarah. I heard the door open, and through the frosted door I could see another body, hearing her movements as she took off her clothes. “You don’t mind if I join you?” Jaime asked with a smile completely naked as she slid the door open and stepped into the shower with me. “Not at all,” I answered taking a step back to allow her in, my eyes absorbing every detail of her tanned body. Every part was perfectly toned, no loose flesh anywhere not even on her thighs. Her flat stomach drew attention with a small hoop protruding from her navel. A slim strip of hair protected her sweet spot. She had small perky breast with average size surrounding dark areolas, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her incredibly long nipples. I could feel these nipples elongate when we embraced as her breast crushed into my chest. Fascinated by them I cupped her tits and tweaked those pointy buds when we broke our embrace. They responded like rose buds, sticking out what seemed almost to be half an inch. I had to bend down and taste them with my mouth, swirling my tongue around them, and pinching them with my lips as Jaime tilted her head back to gasp for air. She grabbed a sponge, lathering it up with a bar of soap. She slowly ran it over my chest, rubbing my pecs with her free hand as well. I stood quietly enjoying the treatment, as she continued slowly to soap my sides and my abs, ignoring the full erection pointing right at her. She had me turn around so she could wash my back, I inhaled the steam surrounding us, as she moved down to my butt feeling each part she soaped with her other hand as well. Finally she squeezed the sponge and soaped my stiffened cock with her hand, smiling as she stroked its fullness repeatedly, than cupped my balls. I took the sponge out of her hand and began doing the same to her body as she had done to me. As she continued to stroke me I washed the front of her body, her shoulders, her breast, and stomach, all while her soft hand smoothly jerked my cock up and down. Her eyes shifted repeatedly from observing the effect of her hand on my cock to looking for the reaction it caused in my eyes. Despite enjoying the actions of her hand I turned her around so I could wash her back, spending a good amount of time just rubbing her ass. My fixation caused her to giggle, inducing me to finally leave that spot and trail the sponge down her legs, letting my fingers bless every inch along the way. After massaging her inner thighs, I finally placed a hand on her mound at the apex of her legs. As I delicately patted that spot I looked up into her face. Chin pointed out with her eyes closed, her beauty was illuminated by the intensity of her expression. Water splattered off the back of her head and shoulders cascading down in steady drops. Fully engrossed I kissed her pussy lips with the same tenderness I had earlier kissed her forehead. I stood back up each of us looking into each other’s eyes, the only sound the hum of the shower head and the flat sound of the water jet hitting her flesh. I closed my eyes, allowing my lips to find hers with no effort at all. Her wet body felt so natural in my arms, I smoothed down her soaked hair with my fingers. She was the one that finally broke the kiss, reaching back with her hand to turn off the water. She reached out the door and handed me a towel. We each dried our own faces before exchanging services. Once out of the shower we both finished drying ourselves. Jaime approached me, reaching down to reawaken my slackened phallus. Without a word she lowered herself onto her knees and placed her mouth around my dick. Her tongue erratically licked its head, tickling the opening at the tip. Her right hand formed a ring around my cock slowly moving the loose flesh up and down as her warm mouth continued to pleasure my head. Enveloped in the constant sensation I watched as she began to gently bob her head, sliding her lips a couple of inches down my shaft. From her technique I knew not to expect her to take it all, but I enjoyed the naïve movements of her tongue, I enjoyed the pull from the strong suction she had literally taken from the title. After a minute, her rhythm was complete, her hand working in time with her mouth. After another I began breathing in gasps. One more and my knees started to shake as I placed my hand on the sink counter to steady myself. Finally with the slurping sounds of her action growing wetter I felt the sensation concentrated in my groin spread throughout my body. I placed a hand on her head to let her know, but she must of already been aware as she readily removed my cock from her mouth pumping it harder with her hand as she placed my towel in front of my bulging head. One last stoke and I came shooting my load into the waiting towel as she continued to pump my dick. I sighed with satisfaction, as I opened my eyes to see her smile beaming up to my face. “That was perfect,” I complemented kissing her juicy lips. “Anything to make you happy,” she offered back. “Let me dry my hair and I’ll be out in a minute,”. “I’ll be waiting,” I answered back leaving the room, not bothering to put my boxers back on, simply wrapping a clean towel around my waist. I lit some of the candles placed around her room, including a couple on her night stand. I turned off the lights, pleased with the flickering effect of the light born from burning wicks. This was making love. Not fucking like with Sarah, but a full commitment of body and mind. Jaime emerged from the bathroom a minute later, her robe, untied in the front, with the sides flapping back to reveal her heavenly body licked by the soft candle light. She let the robe fall from her body as she lied onto the bed. I eased on top of her kissing her fully with my lips, as I allowed my right hand to stroke the side of her body. Our tongues entangled our bodies maneuvered to weave themselves together. I fit in between her legs as she used her feet to massage the back of my calves. There was no rush in the either of our movements. I wanted to feel every inch of her body, trigger a moan from each of her spots. I must of spent ten minutes on her nipples alone, licking, rubbing, sucking and biting them. Gradually Jaime’s body started to rub into mine, stronger and more deliberate. Her tongue delved deeper, her lips hungry with desire. My needs already met twice in the night I answered her body’s call, sliding down her body I gave strong sucking kisses to the soft flesh of her inner thigh. I licked the crease at the top of her legs. I stroked the now cherry ripe lips of her vagina. As my fingers prepared her pussy for the service my mouth was about to conduct, her body became restless. Her hips squirmed as her own fingers pinched her amazing nipples. Eyes closed her breathing was already short. When I finally made contact with my lips allowing my tongue to slide shallowly inside, her body gave a shudder. She was more than ready. Her body responded to the work of my tongue with small moans. Her hips lifted up trying to press my tongue deeper into her pussy. I sucked in her lips tasting their sweet saltiness. Not teasing, but trying to build up an explosion I went slowly. The Reenactment Ch. 02 Finally, after I had explored as much as I could, I flicked her clit with the tip of my tongue causing her to give a deep sigh. The unchained demand communicated by her body interrupted my seductive designs. I ceased exploring and began using my tongue earnestly to pleasure her clit. Her thighs squeezed my head as I stimulated it. Every breath began coming out as a moan. She flung her hands out wildly as her body started to arch. Finally I felt her body jerk strongly like it was hit by bolt of lightning, “Oh Marcus,” she called out in pleasure. I continued to work my tongue during the duration of her orgasm, her body still extremely sensitive to each touch. When I felt her body rest I shifted back up. She met me with a grateful kiss. My cock had stiffened again while I was eating her out. Jaime began stroking it as we kissed. She rolled over on to me, straddling me between her legs. She reached back behind her rear and grasped my thick cock guiding herself on to it. She braced herself with her hands on my chest as she eased my cock into her. Her pussy lips stretched around my penetrating member, which slid in lubricated by her own juices. Jaime gave a short moan as I felt my cock inch deeper into her until she sat all the way down on it. She held it there while she leaned down to kiss me before sitting straight up again. With my hands clutching her hips she began rocking them slowly deliberately drawing out each vertical motion. I simply let her work it watching her body develop a rhythm. To my visual pleasure she tweaked her nipples with her fingers. Eyes closed she began giving short breaths through her parted mouth. As her movements gained momentum and my own pleasure began to raise, my hips began lifting up eager to meet her stride. Her pussy sliding up and down on my cock. I became lost in the sensations, no longer watching her body, but eyes closed concentrating on the feel emanating from the heat caused by my cock in her wet pussy. Unconsciously, I began to let out groans of pleasure. Jaime really began to increase her pace almost bouncing on my lap. I bucked my hips stabbing my shaft as far into her body as I could. Her moans became louder and louder. Mumbled incoherent phrases slipped out of her mouth, until finally a burst of sound erupted from her throat as her body went rigid, stopping in mid motion. Her inner walls tightened around my dick sending me over the top as I no longer held back my own eruption, spurting fresh cum deep inside of her. She collapsed onto my chest both of us slick with sweat, as my pulsating cock deposited the last couple of drops of cum into her. We stayed in that position for at least minute as our breathing once again became normal. I could feel the rapid beating of her heart slow. My deflated dick eventually sliding out of her pussy. I kissed her on the forehead and she shifted her body up so our lips could meet. Energy spent our lips simply touched. “I never want to let you go,” whispered Jaime. “I’ll never let you,” I answered back surprised at the emotion of my statement. I held in her my arms until she reluctantly got out of bed to clean up in her bathroom. She returned with a washcloth and attentively cleaned my spent phallus. We fell asleep in each others arms. After a few hours sleep, in the haze of early morning both of us drowsily began to rub our hands over each others bodies. She gave short pecks to my chest and neck as she worked her way up to my mouth. We kissed lazily in the weak light of dawn. My kisses became urgent with the rise of my erection now rubbing into her stomach. My hands cupped her breast, my fingers pinching her nipples. In tune with my thoughts Jaime rolled over to offer her ass to me. I placed her left leg back over mine as I positioned myself to have access to her pussy from behind. I squeezed my cock into her. The pressure created by the position increasing my own pleasure. Pumping in and out never varying the rate I enjoyed the warmth of the friction, of her body, and of the emotions I felt with her in my arms. This is where I wanted to be, and all thoughts of Sarah disappeared. The Reenactment Ch. 03 After Emily's birthday my relationship with Jaime dominated my life. Even when two hundred miles away she never left my mind. I was the hopelessly devoted long distance boyfriend I had always made fun of. But it left me in pure bliss. I became the guy that stayed home on Friday and Saturday nights to talk to his girlfriend on the phone. I was the guy who always brought up his girlfriend even when talking to the most scintillating female at a party. And I was the guy who passed up weekend trips to Vegas or Mexico just so I could make a quick visit back home. Any regrets, or embarrassments, were washed away when I held Jaime in my arms, tasted her long nipples with my tongue, or felt her hips grind slowly on top of my lap. I couldn't believe I had risked an opportunity to be with her just so I could enjoy a quick fuck with my best friend's girlfriend. Every time we ran into Sarah, my face flushed slightly, as did hers, but despite the flirtatious looks Sarah sometimes tossed my way, I never succumbed to the allure of her body again during this time. By the time Nick came back from Spain everything between me and Sarah was pretty much the same as before he left, or at least my skills of repression allowed me to think so. Barcelona had done nothing to change Nick. He was the same cocky, but charismatic, person. Always the center of attention where ever he went. Not to anyone's surprise Nick and Sarah got back together immediately. He only briefly asked Emily and I if we had heard of Sarah being with someone else, in the off hand sort of way he always used to try and hide his insecurities. As far as Emily knew Sarah hadn't been with anyone in that whole time he was gone. I of course knew differently, but since Emily had no knowledge of anyone else, I imagined that I had been the only one. The year apart had changed me. Jaime was my first serious relationship in which I placed my girlfriend ahead of my other friends. Unlike some of them, Nick, who had committed like this with Sarah long ago, was completely accepting of my new priorities. This was no doubt influenced by the fact that since Nick and I were the most committed out of our group of friends, the four of us ended up spending a good deal of time together. At first it felt a little odd, but gradually I overcame the awkwardness I felt towards Sarah, and any guilt that resided in terms of Nick. Sarah appeared to be satisfied with Nick's return, and her resentment towards Jaime, which had bubbled below the surface in his absence, disappeared. In fact, Sarah and Jaime independently became close friends. Thus when Nick proposed a weekend vacation in Hawaii at his parent's time-share there was no hesitation from any of us. We arrived in Maui the second week of July on a Friday morning. Nick's parent's timeshare, part of a larger gated community, was a two bedroom condo right on the beach. It was perfect. We didn't even bother to unpack as we immediately put on our bathing suits and rushed out to the warm tropical waters of the South Pacific. Both Jaime and Sarah looked spectacular in their revealing bikinis, putting the other beach goers to shame. It was difficult to avoid getting caught looking at Sarah with her lush breast bulging out of her bikini top, but the sight of Jaime's round ass and perfectly shaped legs, which I loved so much, helped avert my eyes (except for the few hard bodies who passed our way that were almost in the same realm as our women. In fact both Nick and I spotted an amazing looking blonde with a tight body and even larger tits than Sarah who seemed to be staying in our complex with her boyfriend.). We decided to just spend our first day relaxing on the beautiful white sand. Of course each couple took the opportunity to make an excuse so they could sneak back into our condo for midday lay, but otherwise we stayed together outdoors. That night the four of us ate dinner in the main tourist area. We strolled through the outdoor market afterwards, deciding around ten thirty to head back for a walk along the beach. As the warm waves lapped at our bare feet we slowly separated. Jaime and I continued down the shore while Nick and Sarah crept back towards the condo. Alone in the moonlit night, stars sparkling on the opaque surface of the rolling water it took no time for us find our way into each other's arms. Sarah broke the embrace, and without saying anything took of the little clothing she had on and ran into the water. I quickly followed wildly shedding my clothing as I dashed in after her. She play-acted trying to escape as I grasped her naked body holding it tightly against my own. Our kisses and caresses evolved into her legs wrapped around me as I drove my cock inside of her. The warm water encompassed the lower half of our conjoined bodies enhancing the feeling of weightlessness. Once she came I quickly followed as we allowed the ocean wash away the traces of our union. We took our time returning to the condo enjoying the warm summer air as we walked along the coastline in damp clothing (in our rush we had failed to toss our clothing far enough away from the waters edge). We discovered that our activities were anything but original as the sight of random couples rolling in the sand filled our path. The boldness of each couple reenergized my own sexual urges. Our condo was quiet when we returned after midnight, although neither of us would have admitted that we had each strained our ears to catch any sounds leaking out of Sarah and Nick's door. In our room we showered together, a treasured part of our bedtime ritual. As usual our actions in the shower led to lovemaking in the bedroom and we fell asleep in each other's arms satisfied with the first day of our vacation. The next morning Jaime woke me up early so that we could jog on the beach. Despite my reluctance her persistence outlasted my laziness and I joined her in the morning exercise. When we returned we were presented with the evidence that Sarah and Nick were also awake. Sarah was not trying to control her enjoyment as her moans of pleasure filled the condo, as well as her verbal descriptions of their actions, "Fuck me, fuck me, right there, right where I love it. Oh baby, fuck me,". Followed by Nick's voice calling out, "I know you love it. Tell me you love it, you can't get enough,". I personally, as far as Sarah was concerned, had a clear picture of what was triggering her outbursts. Jaime gave me a dirty smile letting me know that she was feeling randy as well. Exercise alone usually provoked this, something about sweat really sparked her appetite. Combined with the sounds of our friend's lovemaking, we barely made it in the room before I had her bent over the bed and was pumping my dick into her velvety, wet pussy. Seemingly inspired by the musical put on across the way Jaime was extremely vocal during our session. She rarely said anything besides my name, but today she let loose, "Hay Papi, Haaay Papii, give it to me. Ohhh yes fuck me hard. I love your big dick. Papi fuck me, fuck me," she grunted as I drove into her. I answered back, " I love your ass. Move it for me, I can't get enough of it, move it for me, I could fuck you there all day, all day and all night, would you like that, yeah you would love that,". "I love it, Papi te quiero, te quiero, harder, harder, haaarddeeer" "You want it harder?," "Yes, yes, yes," "How does it feel?". "Papi, it feels so gooood. Don't stop, I'm almost there, I can feel it," "Cum for me," "I'm cummmming!" Everybody was all smiles when we emerged from our room after showering. We planned on driving inland so we could hike in the lush tropical forest of the island. Nick knew a couple of trails that led to a few secluded waterfalls that he claimed only the locals knew about. We didn't see anyone else, even locals as we hiked along. In fact I could barely make out the trail. But Nick confidently led the way, and everyone was in too good of spirits to complain. Sarah once again only wore her bikini top, evidently a magic one, since it looked like her tits were going to spill out with each bump in the road. At least she was practical enough to wear shorts and running shoes, as was Jaime, who wore khaki shorts and a t-shirt over her own suit. I let my shirt hang from my shorts allowing my golden tanned and sculpted upper body to feel the day's air. Nick, who kept his shirt on his skinny frame, made a couple of Hercules cracks, but Jaime surely didn't complain, and Sarah, who used to complement me just to kid Nick, stayed quiet, although more than once I caught her taking a long glance at my body. I shouldn't have, but I egotistically flexed each time I caught her. It was no different than the way she would stick out her chest when she caught me. After about an hour we came upon the first waterfall. Nick said it was the biggest, but since there were a couple of people already wading in the water we decided to continue on. There were also a couple of people in the next one, but it was pretty small so we had no trouble deciding to continue our quest. An hour after we came upon the first one, sweat clinging to us in the moist environment, we arrived at the third. No one else was there even though in my opinion, this small waterfall, with water cascading over a nook in the hillside creating a natural grotto, was the most beautiful of them all. I set down our backpack that contained our towels and lunch and we all raced into the water. It took a little while to get used to the coldness of the fresh water, especially after enjoying the feel of the warm ocean, but the effect it had on Jaime's now prominent nipples made up for. Nick made no attempt to avert his eyes from her chest, and I think even Sarah was staring at them as well. We each ventured to the top of the waterfall and jumped off the cliff which was about forty to fifty feet above the perfectly blue water. After we got used to the water we swam around, each pair's caresses gradually becoming bolder. When Sarah removed her top I was a little surprised, but when Nick followed with his shorts I was shocked. The two of them ended up inside the enclosed grotto. A couple of minutes later they were out from under there and up on the bank right next to the cascading water. In clear sight Nick entered Sarah, who braced herself against the wall oblivious to us. The erection rising in the water showed my excitement as I wrapped my arms around Jaime, who was openly staring at the naked couple fucking before us, and buried my lips into her neck. She purred as her body melted into mine. Turning around in the water she stuck her hand into my shorts and eagerly pumped my cock. Our bathing suits were quickly shed as Jaime again wrapped her legs around me as I stood in the water. My cock, knowing its way, slid in and out of her pussy, Jaime's body creating the motion. Jaime buried her head into my neck as we fucked allowing me to clearly see Sarah and Nick ahead of us. Nick had has hands clutching Sarah's breast as he thrust repeatedly into her. Sarah looked back, her facial expression full of ecstasy. She caught me watching her, but neither of us averted our gaze. In fact Sarah seemed to get off on it as her facial expressions suddenly became more pronounced, her groans growing deeper and deeper, until finally she shrieked out in full bliss. Nick was oblivious to this as he pulled out his dick and rapidly pumped it with his hand, shooting all over Sarah's backside. Engulfed in the action before us I didn't even notice how close to the edge I was and was surprised by my sudden eruption inside of Jaime. But Jaime hadn't noticed, giving me a long tender kiss even though I hadn't satisfied her as well. Each of us put back on our bathing suits, all a little dazed by the spontaneous explosion of lust that had just occurred. No one seemed embarrassed as the girls laid out on their towels resuming idle chitchat while Nick and I spreading out our picnic. We didn't stay too long after lunch, everybody dreading the hike back down, wanting to get it over with so we could get back home and rest. On the way back Nick and Sarah started bickering, not really fighting, just displaying some annoyance. I thought nothing of it; anybody can get on your nerves when you spend that much time together. It had already been decided that the couples would spend the evening alone, but I got the feeling that Nick would have rather stayed together. Even with Sarah, he always wanted to be in a group rather than one and one. He once told me he felt more comfortable that way. I had already planned a romantic dinner and evening with Jaime, so I simply ignored his hints. When Jaime and I returned that night around midnight to our surprise we found Sarah alone in the living room reading a magazine. Evidently Nick was swimming laps by himself in the community swimming pool. After a pleasant evening with Jaime I was ready to conclude the night feasting on one another in bed, but Jaime, ever the maternal figure, probed into the conflict, signaling to me that I should do the same with Nick. Understanding Jaime's stubborn kindness and not wanting to find myself in the same situation as Nick I ventured out to the pool. Nick was in the Jacuzzi with the amazing blonde we had seen before and her muscular boyfriend. Nick had obviously made friends immediately, although I found it a little odd that the pretty boy boyfriend allowed the flirting that was occurring between Nick and the girl to go on. Nick seemed a little disappointed when he saw me come up. I was introduced to Rachel and Chad, but once Nick sensed that I was not going to ignore his situation with Sarah, he got out of the spa and said goodnight. Walking back to our place, he explained that they had ended up arguing during dinner. It seems Sarah had started inquiring about his activities in Spain. Nick seemed to believe that their so-called mutual agreement to be free for the year should rule out any possible discussion of his actions abroad. Its amazing how little Nick sometimes seemed to know about women. "I didn't ask her about what she did. And I swear I know she was with someone," he added. Wanting no part of that discussion I simply nodded my head and switched back to the original problem, "You've always known that Sarah is a control freak, this shouldn't surprise you,". "I guess you're right," responded Nick sighing loudly in frustration, "but it still doesn't make it right,". When we returned Nick and Sarah went into their room to work things out. Believing that this would lead to make up sex, Jaime and I retired to our room as well. But before we could jump in the shower we heard a knock at our door. Wrapped in a towel I answered the door. "Hey, are you two interested in playing a board game," inquired Sarah oblivious to the intentions of my dress. I was about to give a fake yawn and say I was too tired, but Jaime answered for me that we would. We played for at least two hours, before even Jaime started to signal that she was tired, something I had been hinting at for over an hour. But our efforts were ignored; both Sarah and Nick seemed content to fully engage themselves in the game. Finally both Jaime and I started losing on purpose just to get it over with. After they had delayed their victory as long as possible the game ended, and both couples adjourned for the night. Everybody woke up late the next day. Despite this we were still able to fit in snorkeling and horseback riding along the beach. We had planned on going to a traditional tourist luau, but decided against it since by the time we were done horseback riding we would have surely been late. Instead we opted for a late dinner followed by a survey of the Maui nightlife for our last night in paradise. Nick really started pounding back the sweet tropical drinks during dinner, and he continued as we went from bar to bar. By the time we ran into Rachel and Chad at one of the many tourist watering holes he was already drunk. Luckily he was still in that funny drunken stage, but I had a feeling as the drinks progressed that we would see his infamous temper flare before the night was over. Rachel and Chad invited us to a club with them. Nick, who was openly flirting with Rachel when not simply staring at her gorgeous tits set up like honeydew melons in her small midriff exposing white top, eagerly accepted the invitation for everyone else. Chad seemed to have a gift for ignoring Nick's sloppy behavior, then again he was busy showing his own interest in Sarah, who either out of spite for Nick, or acceptance of the game being played did not hold herself back from returning Chad's advances. Jaime and I simply looked at one another shaking our heads, unsure of where the night was taking us. There was a good amount of people in the club by the time we arrived, but it wasn't packed. On the dance floor there was enough room to freely dance although each of the couples rarely needed that much room. When the girls left to use the restroom we found a cozy booth away from the dance floor. Nick continued to drink even though it was obvious he had reached his limit. The girls emerged and tried to draw us back on to the floor, but Nick happily informed them that we would rather watch. Rachel and Sarah gave a smile, and Jaime simply went with the flow as the girls ventured back on to the dance floor. Rachel and Sarah didn't waste a second before they were seductively grinding into each other. To my surprise Jaime eagerly joined in grasping onto Sarah's hips from behind. The sight of these three beautiful girls rhythmically rubbing against each was more than enough visual stimuli needed to arouse me. This was even before Sarah began groping Rachel's body openly rubbing her bouncing breast. Of course we weren't the only ones watching. Before too long guys started inching closer to the girls. While none of them received an invitation, the girls did not completely ignore them. Eventually two marine types jumped on the ends of the threesome. Chad seemed at ease with the way it was unfolding, a big smile on his face as he watched one of the men grab hold of Rachel from behind. Watching the other guy follow suit on the other side, his groin grinding into the behind I was so possessive over, I didn't share Chad's calm. But the intensity that shone from Jaime's eyes into my own helped relieve some of that jealousy allowing me to concentrate on the movements of her body. In fact I was surprised at how much this turned me on. Nick found nothing stimulating in any of it. I was paying so much attention to the girls, that I didn't see how pale he had become. Actually I didn't even think of him until he clumsily stumbled out of the booth and briskly walked in a broken line to the bathroom. I informed the girls what was happening, and much to the chagrin of the two guys, they left the dance floor with Chad and I. After about ten minutes I fished Nick out of the stall and Chad and I helped walk him out of the club. We tried to convince Chad and Rachel not to end their night because of Nick, but they wouldn't hear of leaving us. Despite Nick's condition we all squeezed into a taxi for the short drive back to our condos. Chad and Rachel invited us to join them in the spa; Jaime and I told them that we would meet them there. I helped Sarah drag Nick into their bathroom, where he assumed his position before the toilet bowl. I had been impressed by his ability to stop being sick for the duration of our ride back, but that ability quickly vanished when he entered that bathroom. "I guess that lovely sound is all I'll hear for the rest of the night," remarked Sarah. "Don't be silly why don't you join us in the spa," offered Jaime. "I don't want to get in your way,". "Please, Chad and Rachel are going be there as well. Nick's not moving anywhere for the night," Jaime repeated the offer. The Reenactment Ch. 03 "If it won't be any trouble, let me just put on my suit,". By the time we got out to the spa Chad and Rachel were already there. I had to make a conscious effort not to stare at Rachel's body as we walked up. Everybody's well toned and completely tanned bodies looked perfect in the rolling water. "Wow! You guys all look great," greeted Rachel. "We look great? You two look like a real life Ken and Barbie," answered back Sarah. "No kidding. I know how you got that perfect tan," added Jaime. "It's the only way I like it. These girls need to breathe," joked Rachel pointing at her overwhelming tits. Everybody loosely laughed. Nobody was even close to being as drunk as Nick, but there was no doubt everybody was intoxicated to a certain extent. Chad and Rachel had a bucket of beers next to the spa and they offered one to each of us as the conversation pleasantly rolled on. Everything had a sexual connotation to it, and just as earlier I noticed Rachel flirting with Nick, I now found her attention set on me. She laughed the hardest at my jokes, and made eye contact with me even when someone else was talking. Each movement of her body, from arching her back to stretching her leg out and pointing her toes was directed my way. I also noticed that Chad was busy not only continuing his flirtation with Sarah, but spreading his charm to Jaime as well. Jaime, who usually clung to me when another guy made advances towards her or another woman flirted with me, seemed receptive to Chad's smile, and in fact seemed to be inching closer to Sarah next to her. The sexual energy mingling in the steam coming off the water was growing thick. Then Chad raised the bar, "You guys seem like good friends. Have you ever swapped?". I can't say I was surprised by the question, but I still had no idea how to answer it. "We've never swapped as couples, but these two have slept together," Jaime answered quickly for us, dropping an unexpected bombshell on Sarah, who turned bright red, and myself. Even Chad and Rachel looked stunned, unsure of how to handle that statement. "But how did you.." I stuttered out. "You don't think John was going keep that a secret. He told Emily the next day," answered Jaime without a hint of anger. "She told me after we started dating, but I already had an idea that something was going on between the two of you. You guys didn't hide it very well. When I saw the fingernail marks on your back that night in the shower I put two and two together". "You've known that long, why didn't you say anything," I bewilderedly answered back. "Why didn't you?" "I..I..don't,". "Don't worry about it, obviously it didn't bother me, I assumed that they had just been isolated incidents, in fact it turned me on a little bit,". "It did?". "Yeah, I found the idea of it a little bit kinky. Anyways, I couldn't blame you, I would have slept with Sarah as well," she added glancing over at Sarah. "But I thought you were a real conservative..". "Really, after the sex we've had. You knew I was friends with Emily,". "But when said you were perfect for me when I asked her if you were one of her wild friends I thought she meant that you were a…,". "Good girl? Sweetie you should know that I'm not. I am conservative compared to Emily, but that's not saying much," she smiled at me and gave me a quick peck. I started laughing, "I'm such an idiot, I thought I brought that out of you,". "Its my fault I kind of led you to believe that. I really wanted to be the perfect girl for you,". "You are no matter what," I warmly responded kissing her fully ignoring our audience. Jaime kissed me back before breaking our embrace to divert her attention to Sarah, who still looked a little stunned. "I'm sorry I should have told you I knew, but things seemed tense between us until Nick got back. Once he did, I didn't want to do anything to damage your relationship. You don't have to worry about me saying anything," Jaime reassured Sarah before giving her a tender kiss on the lips. She pulled back to gauge Sarah's reaction. Sarah continued the series of shocking events by responding eagerly to the kiss bringing her hands to Jaime's face as she leaned in for another kiss, this time a longer one. I watched as they kissed again, this time Jaime slowly slid her tongue into Sarah's mouth. Sarah responded with her own tongue and in no time at all both girls were wildly kissing each other. Jaime untied Sarah's bikini top freeing her full breast from their confines, she allowed her hands to playfully knead them. As I watched I glanced over at Chad and Rachel who were fully engrossed in the action before them. Chad's hands were lightly stroking Rachel's thighs and arms, while her hands massaged the pole sticking up in his trunks. When she noticed me watching, she returned my gaze and slid her hand down underneath her bikini bottom. She seductively asked, "Do you want taste?" as she began fingering herself opening her mouth to lick her lips. I glanced at Chad, who smiled and nodded his head at me as Rachel rose from he seat and walked towards me. I sat up on the edge to greet her my erection already pointing at her. She fell into my body between my legs and I wrapped my arms around her as our lips came together. Her plush breast crushed into my body, as our kiss became more urgent. I ran my hands through her long blonde hair, then allowed them to journey down her body until I palmed her round ass. I untied her bikini top. The top fell from her chest and I replaced it with my face. I nuzzled my lips in her smothering tits. When I finally sucked in her stretched nipples she gave a deep sigh as she pressed my head into her chest. "Honey, are you just going to watch," Rachel asked Chad who when I came up for air I saw with his trunks off priming his own tool. He actually had a longer penis then me, it looked about eight plus inches long, but it still wasn't nearly as thick as mine. "I'm enjoying the show," answered her much pleased partner. Rachel lowered herself in front of me and tugged at my shorts. I lifted up my hips and helped her pull them down freeing my anxious cock. She pumped it with her right hand, "You like it?", I asked confident in her response. "Its so thick. I bet it feels real good," she whispered back. "There's only one way to find out," "Let me taste it first," with that she bent down and took my cock into her mouth. She was a real pro. She swirled her tongue evenly around its head using enough saliva to make it wet without making it sloppy. In no time at all she had eased it to the back of her throat. I was in heaven. I looked over to Sarah and Jaime who were oblivious to my activities. Both had their tops off and Sarah had her bikini bottoms removed as well. While kissing, Jaime was also stimulating Sarah with her index and middle fingers. I was blown away watching my sweet girlfriend aggressively finger fuck my long time dream girl. Sarah wasn't playing nice either, she had her hands all over Jaime's body. When I saw her slide a finger down the crack of Jaime's ass I had an idea of what she had in mind. Chad had passively enjoyed the show long enough. I saw him get up from his seat and come behind Jaime who had Sarah up on the edge of the spa. Completely naked he pressed his long hard cock up against Jaime's ass. Jaime responded by leaning back towards him as she continued working her fingers. He kissed her shoulder then gave a sucking kissing to her neck, before she turned her head to kiss him. I was unsure how I would react, but as I saw her tongue reach out towards his I felt no jealousy, just a heightened sense of pleasure. Of course Rachel was guiding me to the warm spot at the back of her throat at the same time. After the brief kiss Chad gently bent Jaime over. Sarah leaned back on her elbows on the concrete surrounding the spa. Chad removed the rest of Jaime's bottom as she dove in between Sarah's thighs. She didn't look too experienced as she lapped at Sarah's swollen sex lips, but Sarah moaned just the same. In fact Sarah began bucking her hips eagerly. Jaime responded by burying her face in Sarah's lap. She must of bit slightly when Chad suddenly rammed his cock into her pussy from behind jilting her entire body because Sarah gave a small squeal of pain, but Jaime adapted to Chad's cock quickly, and that pain was quickly smoothed out and replaced with more oral pleasure. Rachel was no longer deep throating me as she primarily used her hands so she could also watch the other action. I placed my hand on her shoulder to have her rise. Once standing I slid her bottoms down off her legs and placed my fingers between her wet pussy lips. I then tasted those fingers in my mouth, "I think you're ready," I stated. "I'm more than ready," she answered back. I turned her around and positioned her backwards on my lap guiding my straining cock into her pussy at the same time. A moan emerged from the pit of her stomach as my thick cock stretched her outer lips. I carefully eased her all the way down my cock. When it was completely in I held it there for a couple of seconds. "I feel so full," Rachel breathlessly sighed. "You're so tight," I added pleased to find her enthralled. I began moving my hips, firmly holding on to hers to maintain the sitted position as I began working my cock in and out, in and out, gathering steam as her soft breast bounced up and down. She began grinding her hips to match each stroke. Our two bodies became a well-oiled machine working together equally hard, equally fast. She began moaning with each thrust, "Oh my…oh my…oh my god," over and over. I was in full control of her. Her breasts were now violently slapping her body as I steadily plunged my cock into her. "Say my name," I commanded. "Marcus," she moaned. "Say my name," I repeated. "Marcus,". "Again,". "Marcus,". "Who's fucking you?". "Marcus,". "Who's cock,". "Marcus',". "Who's going make you cum,". "Marcus,". I could feel her body start to peak. Her muscles tensed, and her moans became shrieks. Then her entire body contracted and she froze. I slowed my motion, casually pumping in an out of her wet pussy. "Don't stop, that was only the first, don't stop," begged Rachel. I responded by increasing my pace, not as fast as before, this time each stroke stronger and more deliberate maximizing my own sensations as I stabbed deep inside of her. She recovered herself and again began matching my movements. I looked over at the action to our side. From the way Jaime was grinding her ass urging Chad on I could tell that she was close. She wasn't moaning anymore it was now an animalistic grunt in response to each thrust. She didn't even attempt to pleasure Sarah, who was left to finger her own pussy in front of Jaime's face. Not waiting for Jaime to reach her peak Sarah tapped Jaime's shoulder to indicate that she wanted to switch places. Jaime graciously pulled away from Chad who gave a huge grin as he saw Sarah bend over in front of him. Jaime spread her legs wide for Sarah, but Sarah ordered her to get on her hands and knees facing away from her. Chad patiently watched as Sarah spread Jaime's cheeks apart and darted her tongue into Jaime's puckered hole. Jaime's body spasmed like it had been shocked. Recovering from her surprise she gave a deep moan as Sarah continued to explore her rim. Chad, eyes glued to Sarah and Jaime before him, slapped Sarah's ass hard. Sarah gave a muffled moan in reply to each slap, her behind red from the stinging slaps. Sarah stopped tonguing Jaime and began licking her fingers, before sliding them into Jaime's asshole. I could tell Jaime was loving every second of it from the rising pitch of her moans. Finally I saw her body spasm as she let out a pent up scream causing both Sarah and Chad to smile. Chad leaned over Sarah and whispered something into her ear. She enthusiastically nodded her head and openly replied, "That's the way I like it,". It wasn't too hard to figure out Chad's desire as he spread his own saliva on his already glistening cock and Sarah reached back to slide a finger up her own asshole. When she pulled her hand away, Chad guided his member into her tight hole, slowly driving it in. Sarah's head immediately flung back as a noiseless moan formed on her lips. Chad began to gently pump in his cock, grunting with each thrust. Jaime, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm lazily fingered herself as Sarah absorbed the increasingly powerful thrusts of Chad. Knowing how tight Sarah must have been around his cock I was impressed by his ability to delay his own eruption as she moaned with each thrust, "oh yes, oh yes, it feels soooo gooood!". She came so hard I thought she would wake up the entire island. He followed quickly, an intensely pleased look on his face as he shot inside of her. Jaime left Sarah and Chad and appeared before Rachel, "Is he fucking you good?". "Uh huh," was all Rachel could manage out as I steadily thrusted into her. "Do you like the feel of his thick cock," continued Jaime as she grasped Rachel's bouncing breast with her hands. "The way it fills you, the way it hits every spot," Jaime seized Rachel's chin steadying it so she could kiss her lips, aggressively probing with her tongue. She released Rachel's head, which Rachel immediately tilted back and let loose a deep moan. Jaime looked directly in my eyes giving me more than the usual lustful and devoted look, now her eyes emitted dominance. I felt her slender finger rub up against the top of my cock inside of Rachel. We continued staring at one another as she began fingering Rachel in addition to my thrusts. Rachel nearly exploded with the new stimulus. In a matter of seconds I felt her body contract again, this time stronger, her deep moan almost a scream. The feel of her moistened pussy and the friction from Jaime's finger brought me to the threshold as well. Jaime recognizing it in my face guided Rachel off my lap. Rachel kneeled in front of me and placed my straining cock in between her large breast. It felt so good enveloped in her soft flesh. She rubbed my cock up and down, up and down. Jaime leaned over and sucked the bulging head into her mouth. Instantly I came. Jaime removed her mouth, allowing my cum to dribble all over Rachel's tits. Jaime spread it across Rachel's chest with her finger, tasting that finger when she was done. Unsatisfied with just a taste she cleaned a strip of Rachel's breast with her tongue. Rachel put her hand behind Jaime's head and the two exchanged saliva and my cum with a deep kiss. Then both turned to me and we all kissed at the same time. I tasted everything on their tongues, even the salty sweetness of Sarah's own juices. Chad came up behind Rachel and wrapped his strong arms around her hour glass frame, kissing her neck and nibbling her ear. The two of them quickly put on their bathing suits and said goodnight, no doubt looking for the intimacy of their own bed. Jaime, motor still running, stopped kissing me to attend to Sarah, who was calmly watching us on the other side of the spa. They began to kiss and rub each other's bodies as naturally as if it were a daily occurrence. The two of them together was a vision of beauty I couldn't get enough of. Sarah lied back on the concrete and Jaime reversed her position on top so that they could pleasure each other simultaneously. I watched stroking my cock back to life, as Jaime furiously worked her tongue in Sarah's cunt. With this sight before me, my cock quickly rehardened. I got out of the water and positioned myself on my knees behind Jaime. I allowed Sarah who was right below to stroke my cock and slide it into Jaime's dripping pussy. While I began pumping in and out of Jaime, Sarah cupped my balls massaging them with her fingers. Then I felt the wet warmth of her mouth envelope them. She sucked my balls as I steadily drove into Jaime. Jaime kept working Sarah's cunt causing her to squirm beneath us. I could tell Jaime was primed for a quick explosion by the way her body shuddered when I first entered her and sure enough I felt the walls of her vagina constrict around my cock inside of her. I pulled out of her allowing the girls to switch positions. Jaime kissed me as I entered the water. Sarah joined us sharing a kiss with us both before grabbing my hand and leading me out of the spa and into the pool. Jaime stayed in the spa following our movements intensely with her eyes. In the heated water of the pool Sarah embraced me running her tongue up my neck and onto me ear where she whispered, "Now I have you to myself,". I pressed the front of her body against the wall and lifted her floating body up as I entered her from behind. She held onto the edge and hooked her legs behind me as I thrusted into her. Our bodies melded together forming a natural union. She also came quickly, but throughout her spasms she maintained her body motions, in fact the first orgasms seemed to light her fuse as she increased the pace, water wildly splashing from the violence of our uniting bodies. I felt lightning strike her again and again, before I was overwhelmed by the strongest orgasm I had ever had. It surged through my entire body as I let out a deeply satisfied sigh. When I finally recovered with her in my arms I became aware of Jaime, who had already put back on her suit and had dried herself. I broke from Sarah's embrace and lifted myself over the edge and out of the pool. Jaime wrapped me in a towel, a slightly displeased look on her face that caused me lift her chin and give her a reassuring kiss. She offered a towel to Sarah, but Sarah refused it, a dazed look in her eyes as she told us she was going to stay in the pool a little longer. We said goodnight and silently walked back to the room. Jaime had obviously not enjoyed the way night had ended, but I knew better than to broach the subject, trying to physically reassure her by holding her close instead. Silently she led me into our room and immediately into the shower. She wasted no time soaping and rinsing my traveled cock. I returned the favor by cleaning her pleasure spot, but gently without the jealously exhibited by her. "I'm glad we were able to experience that together," I began lovingly knowing that words were now needed, "I only want to be with you, I hope that is clear," I waited for her response. After a small delay, "So do I. It was exciting, but it made me realize how much I want you, and I don't want anybody else to experience the emotion I feel when I'm with you," she finally responded softly with a touch of sadness. "I can only feel it with you, I only love you,". "And I only love you," and with that we locked in an embrace that lasted into I stopped the water and diligently dried her with a towel. Dried she jumped into my arms and wrapped her legs around me as I carried her to our bed and laid her down. I entered her slowly and developed a relaxed rhythm. "I never want you to be with Sarah again. Promise me you won't," she whispered eyes staring directly into mine. "I never will," I reassured her returning the eye contact as we continued to make love, her eyes closing in bliss in response to words. The Reenactment Ch. 04 After our trip to Hawaii Jaime and I avoided Sarah and Nick as much as they avoided us, which is to say, as much as possible. Sarah told Nick about what happened in the spa, including my interactions with her. As you can imagine the plane ride home was a bit uncomfortable. I regretted that the memory of that night was ruined by outside baggage. If Nick had been involved and I hadn't been with Sarah before, maybe it would have brought us closer together, but it was a completely spontaneous event, and there's always unintended consequences when you completely let loose. Yet at the same time, frankly, I was glad Nick hadn't been involved. Nick has always viewed sex as a means to prove himself; each girl he bags is another trophy on the wall. I would never want Jaime to be used in the same way. If it ends up costing me his friendship, so be it, I've known him long enough to see the emptiness that lies beneath a charming smile. Finally at peace with my love life I'm no longer blinded by my awe for his so-called romantic skills. I almost wish I could say to his face that I fucked his loyal girlfriend like a dirty tramp, but that would make me no better than him. Almost a month after Hawaii Jaime and I attended a birthday dinner for one of our friends, Michelle. Michelle was also close to Sarah so I wasn't surprised to see them there. Despite our best maneuverings we ended up sitting next to each other, in fact, thanks to Emily's sadistic nature (She was the only person who knew ever detail of the entire affair) Sarah was seated next to me at the end of the table. Nick was on her side, while Jaime sat directly across from me. Each of us expertly wore our friendliest masks, Nick being bold enough to even suggest that it was too bad we hadn't spent more time together since the trip. But before the glaze could crack we each turned to make conversation with the other dinner guests. I know I shouldn't have even thought about it but Sarah looked amazing again that night. She had on a backless black dress with a plunging neckline. Her lush brown hair was pinned up on her head revealing her long elegant neck. Sitting next to her engulfed by her trademark mixture of alluring scents I couldn't help but remember for a moment the passionate embraces between the two of us. I saw the look Jaime gave when Sarah sat next to me, so being the best boyfriend I could, I directed all my attention away from that which held my mind. During dinner I felt a foot rub the lower half of my left leg. Alarmed I glanced immediately at Jaime who reassured me with a mischievous smile. We had both agreed to leave early, and Jaime was playfully letting me know the plan remained the same. Luckily the tablecloth at the Italian restaurant was long enough to hide the actions of Jaime's teasing foot as she slid it under the bottom of my pants and massaged my bare lower leg. Both of us exhibited a suppressed smile, which was caught by Emily who accidentally knocked into Jaime's leg as she re-crossed her own, "Behave, you lovebirds. I don't want to see the two of you coming out of the bathroom in handcuffs," rebuffed Emily like a nun catching two kids passing notes. We both laughed as our legs detracted, "Or what? You'll slap me with a ruler," I lamely joked in response. "I'd make you spank me," Emily devilishly replied as we returned to our previous conversations. I felt another foot on my right leg and at first I thought it was just Jaime trying with the other leg, but the movement was totally different and the foot was in the opposite direction.. Realizing it was Sarah I quickly moved my leg away and shot a discreet disapproving look at Sarah who without turning her head slid a hand onto my lap. Playing footsie with Jaime had stirred my penis awake and to my horror it quickly hardened with Sarah's hand pressed against it rubbing it into my thigh. Jaime was paying attention to the person next to her and did not see the shock that registered on my face. I quickly composed myself and as covertly as possible removed Sarah's hand from my lap. "But somebody likes it there," whispered Sarah as she turned to look behind me. "That wasn't from you," I curtly replied from the side of my mouth. "It certainly felt like it was for me. Don't tell me you're not tired of that cheap piece," whispered back Sarah again sliding her hand onto my thigh. "The only cheap piece here is you," I coldly snapped back removing Sarah's hand from my thigh. But she surprised me by clasping onto my hand and tugging it under the table onto her lap. She had her legs spread in her short skirt and before I could remove it she called out to Jaime immediately freezing me as I saw Jaime turn in our direction, "Jaime, I love those earrings you have on. Where did you get them?" she asked animatedly, smiling brightly as she took the opportunity to seize control of my hand and slide it up her skirt. I'll be honest and admit my resistance was meager, but I was mortified by the threat of Jaime catching any hint of what was going on below the table. Jaime's response was short and she quickly turned back not even glancing at me. Curious, I allowed Sarah to bring my hand to her exposed pussy. Just the slight touch I allowed myself confirmed the fact that it was swollen and wet. Seeing the smile on Sarah's face knowing she had won caused me to shamefully pull my hand away. "I know you love it. Smell it, see how ready I am. You can have it; you can have it right now," gloated Sarah in a light whisper looking over my shoulder. "Anyone could have it right now," I poorly tried to regain my ground. "That's so funny," Sarah suddenly blurted out laughing as she put her hand on my shoulder. Jaime (and Nick) immediately looked over Jaime flashing an intense glare at me, "Marcus just reminded me of that tiny pony they gave him to ride in Hawaii, you looked so ridiculous," Sarah loudly proclaimed in her best over the top performance. "Yeah, that was funny," replied Jaime not laughing, throwing a dagger of glare in my direction before returning to her conversation. Sarah excused herself from the table giving Nick a quick peck on the cheek as she strutted towards the ladies room. She caught me glancing at her giving her an opportunity to wink. I watched her out of the corner of my eye she stopped before the door and stared at me until I gave in and looked at her. She smiled and shamelessly beckoned me to follow her. I immediately looked towards Jaime and then to Nick, neither of them catching her signal, but I noticed Emily repressing a smile and she tapped my leg with her hand under the table, "I guess somebody really needs a spanking," she joked completely amused with my situation. I gave her a frustrated look and she immediately dropped it. Sarah sauntered back a good ten minutes later (I had an eye on my watch). After she settled in she leaned over and lightly whispered out of the corner of her mouth, "I guess someone wants to play hard to get." "Its not happening, let it go," I firmly stated bending over to pick up something imaginary off of the floor. "Are you mad?" she pouted, "You know I like it rough." I shook my head in disbelief. About twenty minutes later dinner was winding down, everybody was talking about heading to the nearest bar. I made eye contact with Jaime make sure our plan was still intact, she nodded and checked her watch. Jaime's cell went off and she went outside to answer it. Nick also left to make a call. Not wanting to be stuck alone with Sarah I went to the bathroom. Somebody was using the urinal so I went into the large handicap stall. I heard the urinal flush and the guy leave and someone seemed to enter behind him. When I heard the stall door open my first reaction was to tell the intruder it was occupied, but I quickly realized who it was. "What the fuck are you doing? Are you fucking insane?" I angrily called out as I finished pissing. "That's not what you said last time we shared a bathroom," replied Sarah still playing the temptress. "That clearly was a huge mistake," I responded zipping up my pants quickly. "Don't worry about zipping up," continued Sarah as she undid her dress so the two strips in front fell off her body and her two heavenly tits pointed directly at me. Even though I had seen them before they were still amazing and she took advantage of my mental lapse to lock the door and walk up to me, "In fact why don't you take them off?" Suddenly the bathroom door opened and we both froze, "Hey Marcus, is that you? Emily said you were in the bathroom," questioned Nick to my complete dread. "Uhh.. Yeah its me, Nick," I loudly responded emphasizing the Nick part for Sarah, who maintained her mischievous smile and in fact slowly inched closer to me. "You taking a shit?" crudely asked Nick as he started pissing in the urinal. Sarah reached around me and put the seat down before attempting to press me down as well. I struggled, but ended up causing her to tap her shoes on the floor which created a loud noise, "Must be a rough one if your stomping your feet," obliviously joked Nick. I quickly relented to Sarah her had me sit down before easing herself onto my lap. "It must have been the meatballs," I awkwardly responded with Sarah's breast inches from my face. My cock was hard as a rock trapped beneath Sarah. I couldn't believe this was happening. I just sat there as still as a statue as Sarah laughed in my face with a giant grin. She reached between her legs and massaged the length of my constricted cock as it shuddered with each touch. Nick gave a fake laugh to my joke, "I think we need to talk," he said zipping up his pants. "Yeah, so do I, maybe later tonight," I said urgently trying to end this ordeal before I enjoyed it too much. Sarah's breast looked so soft and touchable, her nipples hard in the cool bathroom air just waiting for a tongue to warm them. She knew she was having an effect on me and was enjoying every second of it despite the danger. She tweaked both her nipples with her fingers right in front of my face, licking her lips as she looked intensely into my eyes. "That sounds good, I'll see you out there, if you make it out," Nick said as he left not realizing the irony of his last statement. Immediately I lifted Sarah off of my lap, "You dirty bitch, get the fuck out." "Don't get mad, you know you love it. Your hearts racing, your big thick cock is hard, you know you want to fuck me," insisted Sarah reaching for my crotch. I pushed her hand away and rushed past her, "Don't ever do this again," I angrily warned unlocking the stall door and rushing out of the bathroom. I calmed myself as I left not wanting to cause a scene. I also realized that I needed to adjust the tent in my pants. Luckily everybody was already in the waiting area. When I saw Jaime the first thought that came to mind was to tell her, but something held me back, "Its not the right time," I said to myself. I said nothing only giving her a look telling her I was ready to go. We said goodbye and as we were leaving I saw Sarah emerge in the group, giving Jaime and me a tiny wave like she was an innocent schoolgirl. Shortly after that night I was forced to leave Jaime and return for my senior year of college, two hundred miles away from her warm bed. I thought about trying to transfer to a local school, but Jaime was adamant that we not let our relationship interfere with our individual futures. It may have been a rational argument, but it sounded like bullshit at that moment and we actually quarreled about it, I didn't realize how possessive I had become. The first month we saw each other every weekend. I basically dropped out of the frat to which I had devoted my first three years. Part of that development was due to my fractured relationship with Nick, who was the president, but I mostly lost interest in partying, and I devoted all my energy during the week to finishing my work so I could have the weekends free. I even moved out of the house and into an apartment with a couple of non-frat friends I knew from various classes. I didn't completely drop out. I still enjoyed having a couple of beers and watching games with the brothers, but it wasn't my life as it had been before. During the middle of the semester I started having to skip weekend visits to Jaime, my obligations were just too much, and as much as it would have shocked me before I left, my lungs worked without Jaime's assistance. One of these weekends one of my roommates Matt actually convinced me to take him to one of our parties. I hadn't been to a weekend event all year. It was actually at one of the local bars, and I was having a good time until I saw Sarah there. Knowing Nick to be the idiot that he is, he allowed Sarah to wear a really revealing and extremely sexy tube top and a tight short skirt, which put on full display the curves of Sarah's luscious body. Even though everyone knew she was Nick's girl no one averted their gaze as she strayed from his side to playfully flirt and dance with guys around the bar. She had always been really prissy and stuck up at frat parties she attended before, a beautiful object Nick proudly showcased to everyone else, but now to his irritation she was using all her talent to capture the attention of everyone in the bar. I quickly found a corner to hide, but before long I felt a tap on my shoulder as I talked to some of my closer friends. "Aren't you going to say hi?" questioned Sarah from behind. I reluctantly turned to face her, not wanting anyone else there to notice any thing strange in our relationship, "Hey Sarah, how are you doing?" I blandly greeted her. "I'm doing good now that I've seen you here," she replied throwing her arms around me and fully hugging her warm body against my own, allowing it to linger in my light embrace until I awkwardly disengaged. I looked over at Nick who immediately nodded in my direction with a serious almost angry look on his face. I opted for the friendly, but cold approach asking Sarah about school and work, even about the weather up north. "You should know, I thought you spent every weekend up North with Maria," pleasantly answered Sarah. I was hoping my two friends would leave so I could cut the act, but Sarah did enough to keep them put, mostly by repeatedly adjusting her top. She also placed a hand possessively on my back to my utter discomfort. She was really pouring on the fake charm when Nick finally came up to us, "We're leaving Sarah," he curtly ordered. "Okay bye," Sarah replied not removing her hand from my now sweating back. "That's cute," he answered back physically tightly clutching her arm and slowly dragging her away from me, saying nothing to me not even glancing in my direction. "Owww, Nick let go of me," Sarah cried out intensifying the tension around the already noticeable scene. Nick let go of her arm, but quickly put his hand around her waist and forcefully steered her out of the bar. I only stayed long enough afterwards to make sure I didn't see them, leaving Matt at the bar. In the steady rain I got home a little after midnight. Around one I heard a knock on our front door. Thinking it was Matt I opened the door to find Sarah in tears. "Please Marcus let me come in, I know I've been wrong, and you probably hate me, but I have no where to go and Nick just hit me, and I have nowhere to go," sobbed Sarah through her tears. Despite my anger with her I let her in, especially after hearing the part about Nick hitting her, I could see the imprint of his hand on her cheek from where he obviously slapped her. She was a mess; her mascara was running down her face with her tears, her hair was dripping wet, as were the rest of her skimpy clothes. She was shivering in the cold hugging her own arms with her high heels dangling in her hand as she stood barefoot, the picture of a damsel in distress. I quickly gave her one of my sweatshirts as she sat sobbing on my couch. She gratefully took it and put it on as she began telling me what happened, how they had started fighting immediately after they left, how she had told him that she was tired of him, that she couldn't believe she spent four years with him, and how he slapped her and kicked her out of his place. Not knowing where to go she had remembered that Emily had said I had moved a couple of blocks down from the house and she had walked from apartment building to apartment building until she found my name. By the end of her story she had regained composure, no longer crying, although looking completely miserable. I comforted her as much as possible while avoiding any physical contact, keeping myself busy preparing coffee and fetching her tissues. "I know you don't want me here, but please let me sleep on your couch, I won't bother you, and I'll move my flight up in the morning, I have no where else to go." I hesitated, but one look at those pleading green eyes and I melted, even smiling warmly as I said, "Of course you can stay, let me get you some blankets, if there's anything you need just let me know," I reassured her any thought of possible danger eliminated by my own sense of chivalry. "Thank you so much, I'll be gone as soon as possible in the morning," she earnestly thanked me, "Do you mind if I take a warm shower?" "No problem." "Oh, and can I borrow some of your clothes to sleep in, I can't really sleep in these, just some shorts and this sweatshirt would be fine," she meekly asked. "Of course you can," I replied fully enthralled in my knightly role. Right when I heard Sarah leave my bathroom after her shower I heard another knock on my door. It was a little past two so when I opened the door I expected to see a belligerent roommate, but was again surprised to find Nick and one of the brothers who I really despised, Drew, at my door. "Is Sarah here?" angrily questioned Matt, completely enraged, with Drew, a pretty big guy who had always had a beef with me, looking like he was expecting and hoping for some trouble. "She is, but I'm not going to let you see her," I answered with resolve. "Marcus, get the fuck out of my way and let me see my girlfriend," ordered Nick as he stepped up closely to me blocking his entrance. "Go away Nick, I don't ever want to see you again," yelled Sarah from the door of my room only inflaming the situation. "What the fuck are you doing here Sarah? You here to fuck him again?" Nick yelled pressing against me to yell at Sarah. "Get the fuck out of the way Marcus," added Drew. "Move back, you're not getting in," I barked back. "Fuck you Marcus, you think I'm going to let you have my girlfriend," spit Nick into my face turning his attention back towards me. "Get out of the way," repeated Drew as he pushed on the door, which I was trying to keep at least half way shut. The door swung open causing me to panic and push my hands against Nick's advancing chest, "let him in Marcus," ordered Drew who pushed me violently with one arm. I was shoved backwards before quickly moving forward to regain my ground and my hold on Nick who was trying to get around me. Suddenly I felt a strong blow to the side of my head stunning me and causing me to stumble backwards and lose my grip of Nick. Sarah immediately shrieked out in alarm as everything broke out into chaos. I forgot about Nick and dodged another wild swing by Drew. I threw my body fully into his linebacker frame shoving him strongly against the wall. Adrenaline fully pumping I wrestled him to the ground. Straddling him I was able to sloppily hammer a heavy right fist into his face. I quickly repeated this action landing a cleaner blow to his nose that I could feel crunch on contact. I was thrown from top of Drew by Nick who tackled me all while Sarah screamed, "Stop it!" over and over. The Reenactment Ch. 04 Luckily for me my three next door neighbors rushed in response to Sarah's screaming and separated the three of us. Drew was bleeding profusely from his nose, Nick was hurling obscenities at both Sarah and me, while Sarah was sobbing trying to explain what happened. Once I calmed down enough to explain what was happening Matt appeared, shocked no doubt, to find his a war zone in his apartment. He helped my neighbors eject Drew, who was too busy holding his hand over his nose to put up a fight and Nick out of our apartment building. When they returned I continued my explanation thanking the guys for their help. I calmed down Sarah holding her in my arms until she stopped crying. Once she did she immediately turned to take care of me. My arm was scratched up from wrestling with Drew and there was visible swelling on my left temple from the blow I received. "Oh my god Marcus, I'm so sorry. I can't believe Nick did that," she began gushing over me examining my wounds, "Thank you so much for standing up for me. I don't know what would have happened without you." "I guess I have a thing for protecting you," I tried to joke, but really expressing the fulfillment I felt in playing her guardian and how much I enjoyed her swooning over me. "My knight in shining armor," cooed Sarah remembering our past adventures, "let me get you some ice for your head." She returned from my kitchen with a bag of ice and a wet towel to clean my scratches. It was a maternal side I had never experienced from Sarah, but a side that suited her perfectly. She dropped the sexy prissiness that usually characterized her. In fact she displayed the same qualities that made me love Jaime so much. "I am truly sorry about everything. I mean you know all the seducing and come ons. Ever since Nick got back I've been so confused. I knew I didn't want him any more, and it felt so right with you." "Sarah, I'd rather..". "I know you don't want to talk about it. Forget it, I just wanted to say I'm sorry." "I understand," but I was really confused at that moment, the blow to the head, the rush of the fight, the pride I felt in my role, combined with the delicate way in which she cleaned my scratches and attentively held the ice pack to the side of my head. And as always the intoxicating scent that seemed to seep naturally from her beautiful body enraptured me. I know I love Jaime, but there is nothing like having this angel direct all her attention directly on you, to see the look in her shimmering green eyes when she drops all her pretensions, when you feel that her heart is being offered up to you. I'd been offered her body, but tonight she really seemed to open herself up to me. Awaking from my sudden revelations I quickly remembered the situation and abruptly shifted away from her. Both of us had been lost in that moment and she also shyly drew away from me getting up to throw away the towel. "I'm going to jump in the shower before I go to bed. Do you have enough pillows and blankets out here?" "I'll be fine, thank you again Marcus." "Good night Sarah." I took a cold shower, but simply couldn't get her eyes out of my head. It had always felt that Sarah was competing with me, trying to dominate me. , but not tonight. Maybe it was simply the vulnerable situation she was in, but I found her more irresistible than ever. It had only been three weeks since I'd seen Jaime, which was the longest we'd been apart, but not exactly an unbearable eternity. Leaving the bathroom I couldn't decide whether it was simply me being pathetically horny or if my previous feelings for Sarah had not been extinguished by my suddenly doubted love for Jaime. Either way I had to see Sarah. I crept out my bedroom door into the dim light of our living room. Sarah was curled up under a blanket on my couch. I shook my head at my action and slowly turned to reenter my room. "Marcus, come here and let me see your bump," Sarah called out from the dark in a hushed voice. As I walked over I realized that I hadn't put a shirt on and was just wearing a pair of gym shorts. Sarah sat up and turned on a lamp basking the couch in a golden light. Maintaining a cautious distance I leaned over so she could have a look, but she ignored my gesture, grasping my head, drawing it closer with her hands to have a better look. "It's going to be swollen tomorrow, but it shouldn't be too bad. Better than what Drew's going to look like that's for sure. I didn't know you were such a fighter." "I guess this bump proves that I'm not." "He sucker punched you," offered Sarah as she clasped my head and brought her lips to my bruise. With her soft lips blessing it my head couldn't have felt better. When she brought her lips away our eyes connected for an electric second. Caught in the moment I leaned over and kissed her tenderly. I moved to kiss her again, but she backed her head away. "I'm sorry... good night," I hurriedly said backing away from Sarah in total confusion. "Good night," I heard her shakily call at me as I entered my room and sank into my bed, immediately laying down the framed picture of Jaime staring knowingly at me next to my bed. Clutching my head I laid there in disbelief for what seemed like the longest minutes of my life. Each time I thought of Jaime, Sarah's face emerged and the remembrance of her lush lips tingled throughout my body. Lost in my own thoughts I didn't hear my door open until Sarah was already gingerly walking to my bed. "Marcus, are you awake?" "Yes," I replied after a short pause. "Why did you say you were sorry?" "Because I shouldn't have kissed you." "You don't want to?" "That's the problem." "Can I kiss you?" "You shouldn't." I replied as she leaned onto the bed. "Only if you want me to. Do you want me to?" Sarah stood by the side of the bed and easily removed the oversized sweatshirt over her head and slid down the pair of gym shorts I had given her revealing her glorious body in the darkness of my room. "Only if you want me to," she repeated leaning over my bed inching closer to me every inch of her heavenly body mesmerizing me. I went to pull her down to me, but she placed a hand against my chest holding me back. "You have to say it." "I want you to Sarah," I said with no hesitation. Her arm dropped its resistance and she fell into my bed and into my arms. "Marcus," she whispered, almost pleadingly, in my arms. Our lips came together as I gripped her warm body close to me, her soft breast feeling so natural against my hard chest. There was tenderness in her kiss that I'd never felt with her before. She seemed to be savoring the taste of my lips with each kiss, exploring them with her own, flicking her tongue out to tickle, her mouth offering short quick kisses as our lips met from each angle. Between kisses, our lips parted, she paused rubbing her nose gently against mine bringing her lips close to mine without touching then delicately making contact with her tongue, eyes wide open as she stared intensely into mine. The light feel of her warm breath blessing my lips created an intimacy beyond the hands clutching my body. She trailed kisses from my mouth to my neck, her tongue drawing small circles on my skin as her juicy lips soothed my neck. I was lost to her touch as she hit my favorite spot, right below the chin. I ran my hands over her smooth back, two beauty spots the only proof that I wasn't caressing silk. Her body was weightless on top of mine, but her heart beat like a jackhammer against my chest. She continued to worship my flesh with her lips, moving from my neck to my chest her hands stroking my sides, "Anything you want. Anything you want, I'll give you," she repeated in between her sucking kisses as her head crept down my stomach her hand already slipped under my waistband, bringing my thick cock to full attention. "Because all I want is you," she offered as she tugged my waistband below my cock. With her hand firmly grasping me she shifted her body suddenly up kissing me deeply as she began gently stroking my cock. "What do you want?" she whispered inches from my lips staring me straight in the eyes. "Just a taste, " I responded both with lips and eyes, "I want to taste your lips," I kissed her upper lip, "Your tongue," I dipped mine into her mouth where it was caressed by hers, "Your neck," she shifted up so I could breath in her neck, "Your breast," I lifted her up by her hips so I could taste the soft flesh of her tits, "Your nipples," I cupped her breasts with my hands as I gently bit each of her hardened nipples, "Your stomach," I had her straddling my chest now, "Your thighs," I lifted her up above me so I could attend her inner thighs, "Everything," and with that I sucked in her outer lips causing her to gasp as she braced herself against the wall, her thighs straddling my face. She was so wet she was almost dripping from her swollen lips. She was panting before I even grazed her clit, my tongue delving deep into her pussy. "That feels so good," she moaned as I worked her up into a frenzy. She squirmed against my lips as I sucked in the skin of labia and rolled it with my tongue. When I began penetrating her with my tongue she started pressing down trying to get my tongue as deep as possible, as she sung my praises with gasps and moans. I could hear her body lurching towards release. She was only using one hand to brace herself while the other tended to her nipples, but as my tongue worked its spell she had to use both hands to stabilize herself as she fell under complete control of her body's desire. The sweet scent of her arousal flooded my nose only centimeters from her sex. I used my fingers to spread her apart as I uncovered her clit and flicked it with my tongue. This sent her into overdrive, as I continued her hips began rolling and before long her body went rigid with an overpowering orgasm. Once the orgasm passed she shifted down so she could thank me with a wet kiss. "You make me so hot, I adore everything about you," she whispered into my eyes. "And I can't get enough of you," I replied brushing her hair away from her face as I returned her gaze. She smiled appreciatively to this remark giving me a quick kiss. "Now let me take care of you." With that she lowered her self down my body until she reached my slackened penis which she brushed with her delicate hands before taking the head into her mouth. It quickly hardened in the warm moisture of her mouth. She used her hand to stroke it completely erect. She always handled my cock like she was polishing a priceless idol, slowly, taking time to feel each vein. There's nothing sexier than a girl who absolutely enjoys pleasing you. She gradually fed my thick cock into her mouth invoking stars behind my closed eyelids. Completely relaxed I buried my fingers in her thick mane. Her tongue swirled then licked flicking the underside of my cock allowing the crisp air of the night to contrast with the warmth of her mouth. Her pace increased as I gently began shifting my hips up. Suddenly she removed her mouth holding the base of my cock with her hand as she straddled me. Eyes gazing intently into my own the entire time she guided my cock into her awaiting sex. She flung her head back as the sensation from her wet lips embracing my solid member shook us both. She guided it with her body all the way in pausing so I could enjoy that first incredible stroke before rolling her hips up sliding my cock partially out of her. Just looking at Sarah, using her tight stomach muscles to minimize movement while maximizing the effect left me in awe. I held her at her waist, but she grabbed my hands and led them up to her body feeling all her curves as she bent down towards me pining my hands behind my head, "Let me take care of you," she whispered to me raising back up she continued to slide her pussy up and down my cock. She ran a hand through her lush brown hair as she closed her eyes and increased the pace of her rocking. I couldn't get enough of the angelic image she created, her breast heaving as she leaned back and really began bouncing on my lap. She was driving me insane, but I had to feel her cum before me, so I steadied my breathing as hers became more ragged, almost a pant as our bodies worked in unison. I could tell by the wild way in which her hands clutched at her body and the air that she was ascending her peak. I really wanted to give it to her, take full control of her body. She was riding me hard, but I knew she wanted it harder, so I deftly grabbed her hips and rolled her over under me. She wasn't ready for it, but I transitioned seamlessly into the lead as she wrapped her long smooth legs around my waist, locking on as I thrust powerfully into her slick pussy. She almost tore the skin off my back as I shook her body with bold strokes causing her to gasp for air. Her hips matched my thrusts, almost furiously grinding into me, driving me into her as deep as physically possible. Her legs squeezed tighter as her moans grew louder. Seeking full control I grasped her wrists and pinned her arms back over her head, only her legs locking us together. She responded passionately arching her back as the headboard began banging against the wall. Neither of us worrying about the noise we continued banging away. She was almost singing to me her moans were so deep as I finally felt her body spasm and she shrieked out my name, "Oh Marcus," hitting the crescendo. Seeing her off I increased my pace frantically pumping into her until I hit my peak as well. Slick with sweat and out of breath I laid in her arms, my cock snug in her sex until we both recovered our breaths. I rolled to the side and she nuzzled up against my body placing her hand upon my chest as we laid there still blazing from the heat. I felt the need to say something, but exactly when I turned to speak, she brought her hand to my lips, "No need to say anything, lets just enjoy the moment," removing her hand she gave me a tender kiss before placing her head on my chest as I wrapped my fingers in her lush brown hair. We fell asleep in each other's arms, exhausted from the emotions of the night and the heat of our union. In the morning I awoke to her trying to sneak out of my bed. "Where are you going?" I playfully asked as she slipped on my shorts and sweatshirt. "I'm getting ready to leave, isn't that what you want?" she responded seriously walking towards the door giving me a pouty look. "That's the last thing I want you to do," and I quickly slid out of bed throwing my arms around her as I hugged her from behind. She yielded to my embrace as I kissed her on the side of her neck. With one movement I lifted the sweatshirt up and over her head. I cupped her soft breasts as she reached behind and slid her hand into my shorts, stroking the length of my awakening cock. "Its got your name written all over it," I whispered as I kissed her neck "Then I guess its mine," responded Sarah while grasping my cock. "How do you want it?" "Anyway you want to give it." "Soft?" "No hard," "How hard," I pinched her nipples causing her to groan. "As hard as you can give it." "Then spread for me," I demanded as I roughly tugged the shorts off her body. I lifted her up with one arm around her waist and bent over the chair of my desk. She gave me full control over her body as she braced herself against the desk. "I want it so bad," moaned Sarah tossing her head up to look back at me with lust dripping from her gaze. I placed my hand in between her thighs, her pussy lips moist and swollen. Desperate she brought her hand down on top of mine grinding my palm against her slick opening, sighing deeply as she pressed against me, "Don't make me wait." I removed my hand and stepped back to slip off my shorts, my thick cock springing up to rub against the satiny skin of her behind. Sarah stood up and turned slightly so she could admire my erection with her eyes and her fingers. I allowed her a moment before forcing her back down, she offered no resistance. I placed a hand on her flat stomach as I guided my swollen head in between her thighs and into her eagerly awaiting sex. She shuddered as I authoritatively thrusted in. "You wanted it hard, right," I stated as I roughly held the back of her neck. "Stop talking and give it to me," Sarah responded almost angrily, reminding me of the wild sex we had before. I accepted the challenge, digging my fingers into her hair as I brutishly pounded my body into her backside causing the desk to bang into the wall with each stroke. I prevented her head from banging into the wall by grasping her hair, a move which only fueled her pleasure which she sang with each moan, summoned with each deep thrust into her inviting pussy. But her legs remained strong, standing firm as I took her from behind. She even banged back into me, although her hip's movements slowed with the increasing raggedness of her breathing and loudness of her moans. I could feel sweat dripping down my back and see the growing wetness of her skin as the frantic pace of our union continued. Soon I felt her legs grow weak as I could tell by her moans that her body was poised to erupt. I held her tightly around the waist and slowed the pace slightly, but she protested, "Don't...slow down... I'm almost," then I felt her body spasm. With a moan emitted from the depths of her body she froze as I continued thrusting into her body. Her legs gave out, only the strength of my arms keeping her up. To no one's surprise, especially my roommates, Sarah delayed her flight another day, allowing us to explore the limits of both our bodies and our desires, without mentioning anything about the future. The Reenactment Ch. 05 "What are you doing?" I asked in mock disbelief as Sarah leaned over my lap and began to unbutton my jeans, "You're going get us killed," I added with a huge grin on my face as Sarah beamed a mischievous smile up to me. "Just keep your eyes on the road," she answered continuing to unzip my pants. "Sarah," My voice demanded that she stop at the same time that I lifted my hips up to allow to ease my pants down. My cock was already hard, she had been stroking it through my jeans off and on every since we got in the car. She had a knack for putting me in situations where I couldn't resist. I could feel her stare upon me so I glanced down to look into her bright green eyes, "Keep your eyes on the road," she playfully said as she grasped my stiff erection with her right hand. I couldn't help but smile as I brought my eyes back to the road. Her soft palms leisurely caressed my rock hard cock. It felt great, but realizing that we had only ten minutes more of a drive left I was eager to have her lush lips wrapped around me, so I again lifted my hips slightly. She knew what the gesture meant, so appeasing my desire she lowered her head over my lap and slid the bulging head of my cock into her mouth. That first kiss always sends chills up my spine. Her lush hair draped over my lap. Few things turn me on more than watching her lips wrapped around my cock, so I swept her thick brown hair away from her face. She was lewdly swirling her tongue around the head. If only I could have taken a picture. She broke my Kodak moment, by flicking her long black eyelashes up. "Unless you want me to stop you better keep your eyes on the road." I by no means wanted her to stop, so I controlled my impulse to glance down, placing my hand on the back of her head and guiding her back on to my cock. She allowed my direction, sliding my cock all the way up into her mouth. She stopped half way out holding it inside as she slid her tongue along the underside causing me to suck in air as her tongue swirled around my cock. I exhaled slowly, doing my best to keep focused on the road before me, despite having my mind occupied by the head buried between my lap. Sarah emitted a soft moan for my listening pleasure as she slid her lips back on to my shaft. Her hand stroked from the base of my cock up as she wetly sucked on the engorged head. Despite creeping along five miles slower than the speed limit we were almost at her house, or rather, her parent's house. The thought of which caused me to lift my hips up impatiently. Sarah looked up and out the window, "I guess we're almost there," she slyly said as her right hand gave my cock a couple of quick pumps. "I'll have to finish some other time," she teased while still stroking my dick. "Funny," I answered back as she dropped her head back down and sucked on my head like a sweet piece of candy. Sarah really turned on the magic after that, aggressively bobbing her head down shoving my cock in and out of her mouth. Her nice juicy lips rubbing against every inch of my long shaft. I turned the corner of her street, parking the car a good four houses down from hers. I scanned her neighborhood for any potential witnesses, but like any clean suburban neighborhood it was completely empty on an ordinary Friday early afternoon. Sarah surely showed she didn't care where we were at, she was completely focused on conjuring the load building inside my dick. The slick sound of wet lips on my stiff dick mixed with Sarah's tantalizing little moans was music to my ears. No longer having to worry about the road I once again swept the lush brown hair away from her face so I could see her lips stretched around my cock. Sarah glanced up in her mouth still around me as I told her with my eyes how much I loved what she was doing. She paused for a moment and raised her head up to mine, looking for a kiss from my lips. Her lips were warm and wet as I slid my tongue inside, causing her to suck it just like she had been blessing my cock before. Satisfied with our sloppy kiss she lowered her head back down to finish the act. The moment was close at hand as I could feel each nerve ending start to tingle along my cock. I closed my eyes in pure bliss as I felt the explosion go off inside my body, triggering a paralyzing strong orgasm as I came inside her mouth. Sarah held my cock inside milking as much of the warm liquid as she could swallow, before the last spurt came and I slumped down in total relaxation. My cell phone went off, and still in a haze I absent-mindedly picked it up, with a hazy hello. "Honey, Are you just waking up?" Jaime's voice brought me rapidly back to full attention. "Umm.. No, Sweetheart," I hurriedly answered, "I'm almost at the airport now," I said while parked in Sarah's neighborhood. "Already, I thought your flight wasn't until two?" Jaime responded sounding a little puzzled. I looked over to Sarah, who could her both sides of the conversation, as she grinned a mix of mischievousness and jealousy. "I just wanted to make it out early... in case I hit traffic, you know" I stammered out unsure of what I was saying. "Oh.. Well I'm glad you're get there early for once, I was worried you were going to miss your flight like last time," Jaime added in that almost nagging voice which was starting to irritate me. "Did you remember to bring your clothes for the banquet tonight?". "Yes, Sweetheart," I answered a bit of exasperation in my voice, "Sweetie, I'm going to have to get off the phone right now I'm almost at the exit," I said trying not to convey the impatience behind my words. "Okay, Honey, see you in a little bit, love you,". "Love you too," I answered back lowly almost in a mumble. I looked over to see Sarah's reaction. She smiled and leaning towards me for a kiss mockingly said, "I love you Sweetheart," before kissing me, traces of my cum still on her tongue as she slid it into my mouth. I couldn't help, but laugh at the absurdity of the moment. ........................................... Whatever this was had been going on for almost two months. I can't even count how many times I've had the urge to dial a number and end one of the relationships. Unfortunately, that urge never had the same number in mind. Alone in LA my thoughts were constantly drifting between Jaime and Sarah. Jaime caring and dependable, Sarah daring and unpredictable. Each name invoked a different memory, kissing Jaime tenderly on the cheek, fucking Sarah with wild abandon from behind. Not to downplay my desire for Jaime's slender body, but I must admit that it was Sarah who I led my hand while I stroked my cock in the middle of the night, but then again it was Jaime's face I wanted to see when I awoke to an empty bed in the morning. Tuesday after my weekend up North, I was out with my roommate, Matt, shooting pool, enjoying dollar beer night, when our conversation drifted to my love life. "So, how is everything going with your girl up north?" Matt casually asked as he sank the five ball in the corner pocket. "Jaime is doing pretty good. She's been busy," I answered innocently back. "And the other one?" he asked with a grin on his face. I just smiled back shaking my head as if I couldn't put into words. Not satisfied with my non-verbal evasion, he asked again, "Come on, you haven't said a word about this yet." "What can I say?" "Anything. You're seeing two insanely hot women, who happen to be friends, who happen to live in the same city. I'm sure you have something to say." "Yeah, I have no idea what I'm doing," "Living out my fantasy, that's what you're doing. What I wouldn't give for a chance with either one of them,". "But if you could only have one, which one would you pick,". "It would be hard to pass up a chance with Sarah. I won't lie about that. No offense, man, but my mouth drops every time I see her." "None taken. I still have the same reaction when I see. I wanted Sarah for so long." "Then it sounds like it should be an easy decision for you,". "Jaime's not exactly easy to let go of. I mean for a long time I thought she was the one," "Past tense," "Sometimes I still think so," "When you're not think of Sarah," "Sometimes even when I'm with Sarah. Sarah's amazing, but I just don't know if she is long term. I know Jaime is." "And that's what you want," "That's what I don't know,". "Well, I hope you decide before it blows up in your face," "So do I," I answered more to myself, then to Matt. ............................................. When I got home on Thursday the package was lying on my desk. No return address, the only indication of where it was from was the San Francisco stamp over the postage. I carelessly ripped the brown wrapping paper from the package, exposing a blank videotape inside. There was no label, no markings, just a plain cassette. Intrigued I closed the door to my bedroom and slipped the tape into the VCR. This had Sarah's name written all over it, but when I hit play, it wasn't Sarah who appeared. Instead it was Jaime's sweet face that flashed up on to the screen, the camera zoomed all the way into her face for a few seconds as if to make it clear exactly who the person was, before slowly backing away, revealing Jaime in a simple red dress. The room around her was empty, just a blank white wall behind her and beige carpeting under her bare feet. I was struck by the look on her face. She rarely wore make up, but here she had more on than I'd ever seen her with before. Dark eyeliner, heavy blush, and bright red lipstick over her naturally beautiful olive skin. But it wasn't really the make up that surprised me, it was the nervous look in her eyes, the anxious smile on her lips as she stared into the camera waiting for further direction. She tried to stand perfectly still, but seemed unable to control her hands, which nervously moved from her side, to across her chest, to her face, to behind her back, never resting in any one position. This lasted for a minute, just her standing in the middle of an empty room. There was no sound. At first I was excited by the possibilities, but it was clear that there was someone else in the room, someone that was obviously making her uncomfortable. A wave of concern rushed through me. I went to grab my phone off the nightstand, but as I reached over I saw her head turn and fix on someone approaching her. From off camera, another figure emerged. My concern was doubled as I saw the man move towards Jaime, stopping only a foot away from her. I recognized Eric, Emily's old boyfriend, the second he turned to the camera. Both of them looked awkwardly at the camera, or rather beyond the camera, at the person behind it, as they nodded their heads simultaneously in reaction to some sort of instruction. Suddenly, the sound of the camera came on, just the dull background noise of the room, as neither person moved nor said anything. Next to Jaime, in her red dress and heavy make up, Eric was dressed casually, in a tight black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. He was only a slightly taller than Jaime, his body appearing strong and compact. His hair was cut shorter than the last time I saw him, giving him a soldier like appearance. He moved closer to Jaime leaning over to whisper in her ear as he slid his hand on to her back. Nothing of what he said could be heard. After he pulled his head back away from her, Jaime looked at him and nodded, that same nervous smile on her lips as she turned towards him. I feared what was to come next, but my eyes were glued on to the screen. I knew what was about to happen, even though I tried to tell myself that it was all a joke. But it wasn't. In the next moment Eric brought his hand to the side of Jaime's face and tenderly kissed her on the lips. Jaime stood there frozen, her eyes shut as he followed one gentle peck with another and another. Gradually she started returning the kisses, the pecks evolving into open lip kisses, becoming longer as their lips pressed against each other, the reluctance between them melting away as he wrapped his arm around her waist and squeezed her body against his. She showed no resistance, instead returning his embrace by wrapping her slender arms around him as well. The camera zoomed in to focus on their joined mouths. The lips I had kissed countless times hungrily tasting the lips of another. I could see his tongue peek out as it slipped into her mouth, their kiss growing more passionate, his hands roaming her body, stroking her back, cupping her ass. I watched in shock as the kisses continued each one with less restraint than the one below. The wet sound of their lips smacking together filled the room. The camera zoomed all the way back as a new sound entered the room, the sound of steps on the carpet. Another man entered the scene. Neither Jaime nor Eric reacted to his presence. I didn't recognize him. He was taller than both of them, at least my height. A lanky blonde haired surfer type. His hair loosely bound in a short ponytail behind his head. He paused to the right of them, watching Eric and Jaime embracing before him. He too glanced towards the camera, before crossing over and behind Jaime. Jaime and Eric broke their kiss, Eric giving the new guy a weasel-like smile before ducking his head down to kiss Jaime's neck. She twisted her head around and leaned back to accept a new kiss, her tongue lewdly searching for his mouth. The new guy's large hands wasted no time groping her body, cupping her small breast and squeezing them like he was kneading a fresh piece of dough. Jaime arched back in evident pleasure, leaning back as Eric continued to spread kisses from her neck to her collarbone. When the blonde haired guy untied the strap of her dress, and allowed the front to fall down exposing her breasts, it was too much for me. I jumped up and hit stop on the VCR in horror, disgusted by what I had just witnessed. My first reaction was to pick up the phone and call her, but for what? To ask her if it was true? I could see that it was true. I could see that the woman that I loved was a slut, a whore. Rage filled me as I sat on the side of my bed, so angry that I was seemingly paralyzed. I looked back up at the blue screen of the TV. monitor desperately wanting to erase the images I had just seen. To my disgust I noticed something else. An erection was straining against my boxers. I couldn't believe I was hard at that moment. Turned on by watching my girlfriend with two other men. But the erection didn't disappear. Instead as the images replayed in my head over and over again I felt my erection grow fuller. My anger turned into hate, but the lust I felt didn't dissipate, it grew. Incredulous at my own perversion I hit play on the VCR. The image reappeared, my disgust at seeing Jaime sandwiched between two men remained, yet my excitement only grew. I was stimulated by watching those expansive hands grasp her bare breast, the long bony fingers teasing her nipples, tweaking them hard. Her amazingly long buds, which I had lavished attention on before, which I had watched expand in reaction to the feel of my warm breath. The surfer moved his hands down, allowing Eric to kiss her titillated nipples. His tongue flicked and swirled around them. He looked up at Jaime staring down at him and vulgarly said, "They're incredible," almost as if he was openly taunting me. Jaime smiled, as the surfer nuzzled his face into her neck. His hands dragged the rest of her dress of her body, leaving her standing between them wearing nothing more than a pair of lacy red underwear, which he then discarded with equal zeal. The surfer's eyes scanned down her back, appraising her round ass, the remembrance of which tingled the tip of my fingers. That tight athletic body was exposed to everyone, the camera absorbing every flawless detail. The sturdy runner's legs, the flat stomach, the grace of her upper body. Even through my hatred I lusted over her physique. "This is the women I've cheated on" was the thought that sprung up inside my head. His hands wasted no time measuring the curves of her backside. Jaime was like puddy in his hands, leaning back into him as his arms reached around and he snuck a hand between her thighs. Jaime readily opened her stance so he could press her mound with his fingers. Like a dagger to my heart she tilted her hand back and gasped a moan of pleasure. Anything but just a willing participant, she seemed to be loving every second of it. Eric's feasting lips on her breasts, and the Surfer's finger's on her pussy. To my dismay, she reached back behind her with her hand and rubbed the outside of the Surfer's tented pants. He smiled before kissing the side of her neck. His fingers began delving between her pussy lips. She must have been wet since they slid in with no effort at all. Jaime let out an audible moan as he slipped deeper insider her. Eric stepped back so the camera could fully focus on her body, the rise and fall of her chest with each stroke of her lover's hand. But she didn't let Eric wander to far away. Reopening her eyes she beckoned him over with her finger. Once in front of her, she slid her hands under his shirt and drew it off of his body revealing Eric's well toned frame. She ran her hands over his shoulders and chest, before dropping them down to unbutton his pants. Eric gave a pleased smirk as he peered down at Jaime's nibble fingers draw down his zipper. They exchanged a wickedly wild kiss, their tongues lapping against each other as she snaked his erect penis out of his pants and stroked its length. I couldn't help, but compare his to mine. It appeared longer, but nowhere near as thick, which somehow comforted me in a vainly pathetic way. Jaime seemed to be satisfied with it running her hand along it, feeling its veins with her fingers as his pants fell to the floor leaving him stark naked as well. The Surfer had already removed his hand from her bare crotch, and not to be left the only one clothed, removed his shirt, and in one motion more dropped his pants revealing the stiffness which had tented his pants. He pressed up against Jaime's lower back, reminding her that she had another object to play with. She smiled at his eagerness, turning around to appraise his engorged cock with her hands and eyes. Unlike with Eric, Jaime must have sensed that the Surfer wasn't interested in savoring the moment. She authoritative pumped his cock with her hand. She began to kneel down in front of him, but the person behind the camera must have motioned to stop as all three of them suddenly looked towards the lenses. New instructions received, the trio walked over to the side where a queen size mattress was set up on the floor. The camera jostled a bit as it was repositioned reminding me again that this was intended to be seen, that it wasn't some sleazy video made from a hidden camera, Jaime was performing, she knew perfectly well what was going on, as evidenced by how quickly she dropped onto her knees in front of both of the men standing at the edge of the mattress. The Surfer helped her select whom to handle first by placing his hand behind her head and guiding her face to his cock. Jaime accepted his lead, wrapping her sweet lips onto his cock, sliding him slowly into her mouth. The Surfer breathed out his pleasure, watching intently as the beauty before him engulfed his shaft. Eyes closed she took him more than halfway into her mouth. She wasted no time on tricks or games, bobbing her head en steadily, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. The exaggerated expressions on his face proved how skilled she was at this task. But I was already aware of that, the remembrance causing me to shed any previous restraint as I snuck a hand down my pants to feel my pulsating member. I couldn't believe that the scene before me could make me so aroused, but it did, and as I continued to watch Jaime move from one cock to the next, sucking on one while stroking the other, any jealousy or rage was placed towards the back of my mind, or maybe those were the qualities that turned me on so much. The Reenactment Ch. 05 The Surfer was obviously growing inpatient with the time he was splitting with Eric. Each time she began to shift away from him he would place is hand as if to hold her. Jaime succeeded in placating him with her soft hand, while she took Eric's cock back into her mouth. The way her tongue licked the underside of his long shaft, eliminated any lingering idea that she wasn't enjoying it, she was loving it. Loving how she controlled each one of them, each of their cocks aching to be in her mouth. The Surfer just couldn't wait any longer. He got down on the mattress behind Jaime, wrapping his arm around her waist and pushing himself into her backside, his cock creeping between her round cheeks. Jaime playfully laughed at his insistence, looking back at him and repositioning herself so he could have access to her sex from behind. With her bent over Eric also got down on the mattress his cock stiffly sticking inches from her face, in fact rubbing against it as she turned her head back to face him. Eric gave another one of his little boy smiles, as way of apology, but Jaime was completely unbothered by it, grasping it firmly with her right hand as her lush lips enveloped the head once again. The Surfer spread her legs apart, wetting his index finger, and explored her exposed pussy. The camera zoomed in on her split lips, glistening with moisture as he slid a finger in and out. Jaime's body reacted rocking back and forth under the sway of his single digit. But the Surfer was just making sure she was ready. He removed his hand and replaced it with his eager cock, thrusting firmly inside. Jaime moaned out her approval. As the force from behind gradually built up so did the pace of her bobbing head, the two penetrations enjoying a steady rhythm. The Surfer wasn't holding anything back, grasping firmly on to her hips as he thrust in repeatedly, the camera viewing the action from the side, his cock plunging in and out of her pussy, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. He soft round ass rippled from the feverish movements of the Surfer's hips. Jaime lifted her head up reveling in the pleasure she was receiving from behind. Eric let her know his own pleasure by placing his hand gently on her head. It was clear he was close, only a few more pumps from her hand and his body stiffened with the thrill of an evidently, from his almost grimacing face, consuming orgasm. Jaime aimed the first strains of cum away from her, before engulfing his cock once again to milk the weak spurts that followed. Almost immediately after Eric's limp penis slid out of Jaime's mouth, the Surfer behind her gave one last great thrust, his face contorting under the pleasure, as he slammed into Jaime. The look in her eyes startled me. So lustful, almost predatory, exuding dominance over each person she pleased. Both men slumped down on to the mattress, the Surfer looking completely spent, while Eric continued to eye Jaime's golden body. Relieved to see it end, I was shocked by the emergence of a third figure. Another man completely naked already, his penis semi-hard as he approached Jaime's hungry eyes. This guy was built like a linebacker, thick chested, bulging biceps, and tree trunk legs. On her knees Jaime wasted no time with initial caresses, greeting his cock with her moist mouth. He smiled at the other two guys as Jaime slid his cock in and out, but once she was sure she had stimulated him to his fullest, she pulled away, motioning for him to lie down on the improvised bed. But the Linebacker had other ideas. He reached down and yanked her forcefully up by her lean arms. A look of disapproval fluttered on Jaime's face, but before she could do anything, he picked her up off the ground and into the air, hugging her close to his body, until she wrapped her legs around his waist. Showing a delicate touch, he positioned her body so that with one deft stroke he pushed up and inside of her. Jaime flung her head back in joyful shock as he started to bounce her up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy. Jaime anchored her legs around his thighs, creating room so he could draw out each stroke. Each thrust of his hips causing Jaime to moan louder, deeper, and stronger. With brutal ease he controlled her body, impaling her with his firm cock, as Jaime gripped onto his shoulders almost digging into his flesh. Confident in his strength, she leaned back allowing her body to roll with each stroke like a fin swaying through water. Her long dark hair sprayed down, almost sweeping the floor, before his thick hands on her hips brought her chest back up against him She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her body against his. The pace of their movements grew more frantic, more fevered, as Jaime's body caught his rhythm, lifting itself up and down with each thrusts of his hips. It didn't take long for Jaime to reach the zenith of her pleasure, one long drawn out note signaling her body's explosion, both their bodies slick from sweat as he continued to pump away. Finally feeling the effects of their athletic position, the Linebacker kneeled down with Jaime, keeping himself fully inside as her body grew slack with the after effects of her pleasure. Using a pillow to prop up her hips as she lied back, he continued to thrust into her, his movements dripping with the urgency of his own coming explosion. Next to the couple Eric was stroking himself, his cock already rehardened and ready for more. Eric reached out and cupped Jaime's breast, stroking her elongated nipples as her body shook with the increasing power of the man between her thighs. With an angry groan the Linebacker thrust one last time, his body frozen, hovering over Jaime. He collapsed to the side of her, his deflated cock glistening with the juices of their union. The Linebacker finished, Eric gave Jaime no opportunity to rest. He slid in between her thighs, bending her legs back towards her chest. From my own experience I knew how pliable her body was, but I was still amazed by the image on the screen, her legs up straight in the air, her toes pointed perfectly out. Eric was on her like a hungry lion, but Jaime's hips were still able to catch his wild rhythm, it was a showcase of all her sexual skills, a reminder of what I had taken for granted. Arched back, she was poetry in motion. I came watching the elegance of her lean body receive the desires of another. As that exhilarating elixir rushed through my veins I continued to watch. Jaime assertively guided Eric off of her rolling him over so she could mount him. Unlike her partners quick entries she savored each inch as it entered her. Eric was the one that moaned loudly as he she eased down all the way. Jaime's hips began their slow seductive roll, her hands pressed against Eric's chest as she squeezed his cock between her pussy lips. Eric played the patient role only so long before he began bucking up his hips, trying to stab his cock as far a possible in between Jaime's thighs. She seemed to take his movements as a challenge, a challenge she overcame by speeding up the roll of her hips, until she was aggressively bouncing up and down on Eric's lap. While they humped away on the bed a fifth figure entered the picture. To my disgust it was Nick, Sarah's ex-boyfriend, my ex-best friend, and the last person I wanted to see standing sans clothes in that room. Jaime didn't even flinch when he entered the scene, in fact she barely seemed to notice, her attention focused on riding Eric's cock. Nick, like the others looked directly at the camera, but instead of looking for instruction he had that prickish look on his face. He mouthed something to who ever was behind the camera and then walked over disappearing behind the lens vision. Jaime sang a long drawn out moan as she came once again on top of Eric. He followed shortly after, but I really didn't care about the action in front of the camera anymore. I was filled with dread anticipating what was about to happen. Unable to stand the wait, I found the remote and hit the fast forward button. Nick emerged from behind the camera, and in a blur walked over to Jaime had her suck his cock for a second and then mounted her from behind. Even fast forwarded I couldn't watch. I turned off the power, disgusted to feel the warm cum in my pants. More than disgusted I felt dizzy. I rushed to the bathroom and vomited pure bile from my empty stomach. I was ashamed, angry, and confused all at the same time. I couldn't believe the situation had turned so ugly. My first action once a recovered was to break the videotape apart, my next move took awhile to formulate. .............. I didn't say anything to Jaime about the tape. Our phone conversations were painful. There was always the unspoken topic lingering. Although I started doubting whether she knew I had the tape at all. A thought which somehow was harder to take then the original. If she had personally sent the tape at least I would have known that she took part out of a desire for revenge. If she didn't send me the tape, then....well it was tough for me to even consider that possibility. I hadn't planned on making trip up for another two weeks, but there was no way I could wait any longer. After class on Friday I drove back up arriving around ten o'clock at her doorstep. A thousand phrases passed through my head during the ride, but when I saw he surprised face open the door my mind went blank. The embarrassed look on her face quickly proved that she knew I'd seen the tape. She almost looked scared. I can only imagine what my facial expression was. "Ave!" she let out in a high then flat syllable, as if mid second she remembered to hide her surprise. "Jaime," I responded flatly, so different from the countless "Sweeties" with an enthusiastic embrace to follow. But this time I just stood at her apartment door, and like a stranger waited for her to let me in. She finally did silently. We walked to her room, making small talk like a couple of uneasy coworkers. Once inside her door, a sudden surge of feeling rise up within me. I looked into her apprehensive eyes and walked directly to her. Her face seemed to brace itself for either a hit or a kiss. I did neither. Instead I turned her around facing against the door and with a quick strong move pulled her pants and panties down. She let out a shocked gasp, but I already had my strong body pressed against hers. With an equally assertive move I lifted her shirt up and over her head leaving her naked against the door. My hands cupped her small breasts and hugged her to me. My cock was already hard, I wanted, I mean I needed her so desperately at that moment. She acquiesced to my roughness, even spreading her legs as my hand slid down to reclaim her shaved sex. Her pussy lips were already wet by the time I split them apart and slid a finger along the slit. Her hand even reached back to seize my straining cock. I lifted her up and bent her over her desk chair, her round ass jutting out in lurid form. I could small the desire wafting up from between her legs. The sweet smell mingling with the fresh lavender scent that filled the room. No words were said as I pulled my pants down and my cock sprung up and slapped against the flesh of her backside. Her head stared forward, her arms bracing her body against the desk waiting for me to slide inside. And when I did everything was forgotten. All that existed was the feel, the feel of her wet slit, the feel of the tiny almost invisible hairs of her back as my fingertips swept across her skin. The song she sang with each thrust of my cock, each move inside of her. I closed my eyes and just melted into her. At the end of this timeless vacuum, I felt her inner walls swell and squeeze my cock, triggering a rush of sensations through my body, each nerve glowing with the raw power of the moment. I opened my eyes to confront the harsh reality of our situation. I wished I had turned off the lights, because the drastic transition from satisfaction to apprehension that I witnessed in Jaime's dark brown eyes was like being submerged in an icy lake after soaking in a warm bath Like Adam and Eve after the first bite, our nakedness suddenly embarrassed both of us. I slipped back on my pants and boxers, while Jaime quickly reached for her robe and wrapped her body up like she was entering a winter storm. "How could you?" I started releasing all my disappointment into those words. "How could I?" she snapped back, "How dare you ask me that? How could you? You've been seeing Sarah for how long? At least a month, and you have the arrogance to ask me why I would cheat on you,". "Cheat on me?" I answered with another question, setting a pattern that would lead us nowhere, "You fucked four men at the same time, that's a little more than cheating. You..." "It was just sex. And I wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for you," "Just sex?" "Yes, just sex. I didn't date anyone of them. I didn't spend weekends with any of them. I didn't cook any of them breakfast, or tell them how much I missed them, or even that I loved them," "My relationship with Sarah was not..." "But you had a relationship. It was more than just sex. I can't believe you told me you loved me. You're such a lying fucking bastard," and with that the tears started flowing, but my self-righteousness was oblivious to them. "But how could you let them use you like that, like.... like... like a whore," I said maliciously straight to her face. She reacted in an instant, slapping me with one fluid motion across the face. I felt the sharp sting, but was too numb to respond to either the pain or the action. "Get out! I never want to see you again," she shouted red-faced pointing towards the door. "Jaime..." "Get out!" she screamed in a cracked voice tears streaming down her face. Later I would regret that this was the last intimate look she ever gave me. I understood that any further attempt to discuss, or at least blame, was futile. Head down, I walked out the door, not even bothering to slam or stomp, or hurl any more derogatory terms. I knew our relationship was over. I should have known that when I let Sarah into my bed. ....... I attempted to reach out to Jaime a couple of days later. I wrote her an apologetic email, taking responsibility for my mistake, but not forgiving hers. I just couldn't. My letter sprawled at least three pages. Her response consisted of two words, "Fuck You!" Two weeks later, Saturday, middle of the night, Sarah lay next to me in my bed. It was the first night we shared that she wasn't naked, and neither of us seemed eager to change that fact. In my cramped twin bed it was hard not to press against one another, but somehow there was a space between us. I breathed in her perfume, remembering the first time she laid in my bed, but the magic it induced on the night was no longer there. It was an empty pleasure. After I dropped her off at the airport the next day neither of us said anything dramatic. We kissed our good-byes and committed to phone calls, which never took place. We had of course talked about what my break up with Jaime meant to our relationship. And true to expectations both of us expressed the desire for a deeper relationship, but there was no heart behind that pledge. The spark between us died the moment I hit play on the VCR. Looking back its obvious that the relationship between Sarah and I had not been defined by the two of us, but by the desire for what we imagined existed in our other relationships. A week later that relationship was over as well.