3 comments/ 16154 views/ 1 favorites Two Heads Are Better... By: kingleonidass This day started pretty normal like any other day for Jenny Williams. The alarm went off at 545 AM and then again at 6 AM because she hit the snooze. Opened her eyes and looked around the room. Yep looks like my room. That's a good start. Not in someone else's room. Headed for the bathroom, turned on the shower, sit on the potty, tinkle, and get in the shower. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh that's too cold. Turn up the hot water. Much better. You OK in there, the roommate yells. Yes I'm fine. Waters a little too cold. She swears she heard a giggle. I won't be hearing that too much any more she thought. Roomies moving out this weekend. Going home to a job. Got to find a new roommate and soon. Can't keep up with the bills by myself she thought. Out of the shower and dressing as she eats a piece of toast her thoughtful roomie made for her like every other day. I'm going to miss her when she's gone she thought. Took me three years to get her trained she mused. Hope it doesn't take that long for the new roomie. First got to find one she was thinking as she went out the door and hailed the bus to downtown. Long boring day in the office is almost over. Her cell phone rings. She looks at the clock. 3:30. who could this be. Don't recognize the number. Hello? Is this Jenny? Yes who's calling please? Hi this is Jon White. I saw your add for a roommate in the campus rag. Ahh. OK. Thanks for calling. You sound like a guy. I'm sorry you sound disappointed. I didn't know it was female only? Oh it isn't necessarily. I'm leaving my office. Can I meet you somewhere to talk? Sure. Do you know Finnegan's Pub? Everyone knows Finnegan's she said. I'll be there in a half hour. What are you wearing? She laughed. He caught the giggle. Ahh, Grey sport coat over jeans. I'll put a Finnegan's napkin in my breast pocket he laughed. Ok. She said. See you shortly. A guy. Hhhmmmm. Hadn't counted on that. Well he might be good looking. Who knows? He might be a good kisser. Or better yet, a good licker. She giggled. The thought made her tingle in just the right spot. Four o'clock and out the door to the bus. Only 3 blocks to Finnegan's. It shouldn't be too crowded on a Monday afternoon. The bus pulled up across the street from the pub. She got off and crossed the street at the crosswalk like a good girl. Her mind running wild now. Let's see what Mr. Jon White looks like as she peeked in the window from the side street. Her breath caught in her throat. Was that him at the bar in the grey jacket and jeans? She sure hoped so. He looked muscular and built. Looked kinda tall beside the guy next to him. I'll bet over six feet she mused. She could see his face in the bar mirror. Handsome. Looks about mid to late twenties. Nice well kept beard. Her thighs began to tingle. What is a guy like this doing rooming? He should have his own place, she thought. Not liking that aspect of it she decided it's time to talk to Jon. She went around to the door and went in. As in all bars, when someone comes in, everyone turns and looks. Someone once told her it's a human defense mechanism. To see if the new comer is friend or foe. Jon didn't turn to look at her. He looked up in the mirror instead. He froze for just long enough for her to detect a double take. Wow I hope that's her, Jon thought. Stunning redhead. About five foot-ten inches I bet. I hope those are green eyes he wondered. She walked over to him and said, Jon? Jenny. Hi. Thank you for coming. He tried not to look at her chest. She held out her hand. He took it. Nice firm grip he thought. What would you like to drink he asked? A glass of White Zin, she said. She'd rather have Tequila but it made her clothes fall off. Zin it is. Shall we sit at a table? Sure and you think you are going to need that napkin in your pocket. He grinned and pulled it out and set his drink on it. Dark beer, she thought. Tough guy. Maybe. His eyes are hazel and they flash. She began to feel a familiar feeling in her stomach. He looks good enough to eat. So this apartment, he said. Can I have it? No she said it's mine. But I might let you have my roomies half when she moves this weekend. Great he said. Thinking a sense of humor and red hair. I wonder if it's red down below too? I'm wondering, she said, why are you rooming? It's not a normal guy thing. Fair question. I don't want to get into a lease or buy anything until I'm sure I'm staying here. I just took this job at Brewster's Lab on a temporary basis. Ok fair enough. She thought. I'll take you by to see the apartment when were done here then. I need to call my roomie and let her know were coming by. Maybe she got lucky, chuckling. She dialed her roomie on her cell and filled her in. They ate and drank a few more drinks and it was time to get going. So they went outside. My car is over here he said. He pointed to a black Mercedes. Nice car, she said. This is looking up for sure. Good looks and money. If he only knew how to push her buttons. They arrived at her apartment and went up the stairs. She buzzed the apartment and her roomie opened the door. Nice he said. Security. A girl can't be too careful these days. Might be a wolf or two out there waiting in the bushes. He laughed. Or maybe she would like a couple wolves in her bush he said to himself. Mattie met them at the door. Come on in. I just tidied up a bit. Jenny is such a slob, she giggled. Oh sure rat me out already. He hasn't even said he'd live here yet, Jenny said. He looked around. The pace was neat and tidy and smelled really good. Benefits of having a girl for a roomie. Nice big kitchen, not that he cared. Only one bathroom? Oh well I don't take long in there he said. Looks good. I'm in. If it's OK. Sure it's OK. Said Jenny. There's a catch though. A catch? He was hoping the catch was he'd have to eat her that night. Yeah the catch is you have to help us move Mattie out this weekend so you can move in. No problem. When do you want me? Jenny's heart jumped. She knew he meant, what time but she was already thinking about having a look in those pants. Ah, seven AM Saturday. Her dad will be here too. Saturday came and went. Mattie got moved out and he was moved in. Time went by. The weeks passed uneventful. Jenny kept peeking at Jon's cock every chance she got and Jon peeked at Jenny every chance he got. They had to know each other was doing it but it was left to go by. Jon found out Jenny had a nice little patch over her mound, and it was red as expected. One day a few weeks further on Jenny decided to test the waters. She took off her clothes except for her favorite white T back panties and a towel and headed for the bathroom for a quick shower. She knew Jon would be home soon and she was timing it so she would run into him just as she was coming out of the shower. Like clock work he came home and as he passed by the bathroom door she rushed out into him. Ooh. I'm sorry she said as she nearly pushed him thought the wall. Her towel nearly torn off in the collision. Jon was on his knees looking straight up at the prettiest pussy he had seen in a long time. Baby smooth except for that patch. Not to miss a good chance Jon reached out with both hands and grabbed two hands full of smooth ass cheek and pulled that pussy to his mouth. His tongue slithered up and hit her button on the spot. A sound, best described as a squeak escaped Jenny's lips and then a moan began in her belly and worked it's way up to her other lips. Oh Jon, you are a bad boy, she said and placed her hands on his head pulling him into her tightly. The ice was broken, crushed and scattered. They had been dancing around each other for weeks now the tension was being relieved. He licked and nibbled on her clit. Then a few noisy little sucks here and there and she was already dripping. Her legs began to weaken. She sagged toward his lovely tongue. His hands sliding down to her thighs, teasing. The fingers on his right hand now sliding up and into her wetness. She was gushing. The sensation overwhelming her. She felt him probe with his fingers and the little sucking sensations on her clit were driving her mad. She had to get him into her bed to get the full effect of the orgasm that was building in her loins. She pulled his head out of her crotch and looked him in the eyes. Come on she said and pulled him into her room. He was nearly body slammed as she pushed him onto the bed ripping open his jeans. His cock was pressing tightly into his zipper. She opened his belt and snap and pulled down the zipper. His cock leaped at the extra room it now had. She pulled his pants off and then his boxers. At last she had full view of that cock she had only seen briefly now and again. She had seen him stroking it in the morning once in a while as he closed the bathroom door. It was at least seven inches give or take an inch. What's an inch between friends anyway she thought laughing to herself. It's mine now. Or so she thought. Suddenly he rolled her onto the bed face down and lay on top of her. Not altogether a bad feeling. Now that his cock was in the crack of her ass just inches from her pussy. One slip and he would be in. What was he up to? Her arms were out in front of her and she turned her head in time to see him grab the belt of her robe off the bed where it had fallen in the rush to get in the room. He made a loop of the belt and slipped it over her hands and onto her wrists wrapping it several times around her wrists and then around the bindings where he tied another knot. She had seen this knot before on bondage web sites. He was going to tie her up and she had better say something or the game would be on and no stopping. She though about saying stop but the wetness between her legs wouldn't let her. She began to shudder as the pent up orgasm shook her. Too late now. A stocking made another useful life as a rope and he tied her wrist rope to the head board. A moan escaped her lips as he sat on her waist and that cock again went into her ass crack. She began to wiggle. Trying to get it into her cunt. Bucking her hips up trying to find the tip of it with her wet juicy hole but he wasn't going to let her. He rolled her over and sat on her thighs now. Leaning forward and sliding his hands up her stomach and onto her sweaty chest. He lingered at her tits for a few moments licking and sucking each nipple. Rolling it in his mouth with his tongue. His eyes found hers and he looked deep into her eyes. She saw nothing but lust. Again she tried to wiggle her cunt lips onto the head of his cock but he slid down her legs. Another stocking made a noose around her ankle and it was soon fastened to the bed post. More hands feeling, kneading her legs as he worked his way to the other ankle. He grabbed the printer cord out of her laptop and used it a ligature around her remaining free ankle. Soon it too was fastened to the bed post. There she was now. Unable to move and at his mercy. What ever he decided it should be. He hadn't said a word. Just tied her expertly. She began to beg. Stop torturing me. Fuck me. Fuck me now with that hard cock. He smiled and reached over and grabbed a sock and shoved it in her mouth. She was surprised. A little shocked he had done that. Even more shocked when he tied a scarf around her head covering her eyes. With a smile that told all, which she now couldn't see, he slid back down between her legs and began again what had started this whole awesome fuck fest. His tongue touched her clit ever so gently. She almost wouldn't have felt it except her clit had to be engorged with blood and so sensitive right now a kiss on it world make her cum. He kissed her there and she moaned. She tried to move her legs to trap his face but to no avail. Then she felt those fingers. At least two maybe three as he slipped them through her cunt lips and into her juicy hole. If she could have seen she would have seen her juice ooze out onto his fingers and the sheet. All the while his tongue was licking her clit gently and his lips would begin to suck on her engorged clit. It felt huge. A little suck a little finger. Her orgasm was coming. She felt it in her back first then it spread to her pelvic muscles. As she began to tense. He felt it too and was teasing it out of her. Making her surge and then easing off just a little until he felt her body protesting his slacking off. Then he repeated the lick, suck, nibble again and again as she rose to meet his mouth with her mound. Trying to get his face in deeper. The hair on his face raising goose bumps on her thighs. The sensation was exquisite. If he would just get her there. Come on she screamed into her gag. Come the fuck on. Yesss. Yess. That's it. As she felt the wave beginning to crash a new sensation. In her asshole. Another finger pressing in. Oh that was it. The end of it all. She spasmed and her legs stiffened against her bindings. A mighty jerk as the pent up rage within her exploded though her. Her eyes rolled back and her breath stopped and a squeaking moan escaped her throat into her gag. A tremendous rush that made her warm from her cunt to her chest as she writhed and spasmed. If she could get her legs free she would crush his head. Fortunately she couldn't. She lay there spent but a noise startled her. Someone at the door? Holy fuck no. Not now. He said I wonder who that could be and got off the bed. What the fuck she thought? Where is he going? She could hear another male voice. Oh what the hell? He's socializing while I'm tied in here. Oh my God. Soon he heard him returning. He said what a surprise. I forgot I told my buddy Jim I was going to be ready to go by two PM and you made me late. So now you are going to be punished. Punished? She tried to talk into her gag and say what the fuck are you talking about. At that moment though she felt a pair of hands on her stomach. She knew right away they were not his hands. She was very familiar with his hands now. It had to be Jim. She began to breathe heavily and the fire between her legs grew hotter. Another guy. Two guys. A longtime fantasy. She was going to kill Jon if she survived this. The hands massaged her breasts and tweaked her nipples ever so gently. Then a little more vigorously. Not painful but making her feel a little used. Another pair of hands on her thighs. These were Jon's. Massaging her legs. Working their way up her thighs. And then that tongue again. In her clit. Causing her to burn. She was dripping again. And she felt him slide up onto her chest kissing her nipples and her pelvis began searching for him. This time she found what she was looking for. The head of his cock slid in effortlessly. A muffled gasp left her as she felt him all the way inside her for the first time. He worked his cock in and slowly out. She knew he was watching it come almost all the way out then ramming it back in. It made her all the more excited. And then he slowly pulled out. Some movement on the bed as bodies changes position. Oh the other guy, Jim, she had forgotten him. She felt him at her cunt wetting his cock in her juice and he too was in. Ahhhhhh. He was as big as or maybe bigger than Jon. He was more insistent. He was pumping fast. She felt herself warming up again. His trusts hitting her clit almost right. Just enough to get her going but not quite. Then he stopped. She felt someone sliding under her. She knew it was Jon. What was he up too? A devilish thought invaded her mind and made her pang with lust. He was going to slide under her and get in her asshole. The thought hit her then. They were going to double penetrate her. She nearly lost it then. An orgasm was building and she hadn't even been penetrated yet. Jon slid his cock into her from under and behind. Jim began rubbing her juiced on her ass hole which had been pouring out of her. Jim's fingers were probing and widening her hole. Then he pulled the fingers out and Jon slid the head of his cock in. She had been ass fucked before but it had been a long time. It really didn't hurt as she was so wet and he had eased himself slowly in letting her expand as he went. He was in and starting to stroke slowly. She felt so wet and he was going in deep. She felt the now familiar fingers of Jim touching her cunt lips. Sliding in and out and spreading some juice. He was also slathering it on his cock she figured. And the she felt him lean over her and he was in. Just like that. She gasped. Never had she felt so full. She had two big cocks in both her holes at the same time. They were both stroking together. Her clit was being bumped in front and sending shock waves through her. Their pace was speeding up. She was afraid she would pass out from the feeling. Jon was first. She felt him grunt and hot cum pulse out of his cock into her ass. Several spurts and then Jim's cock jerking as it unloaded in her. She came with an explosion. Screaming fuck, oh fuuuuccckkkk.. She didn't remember anything after that. Several hours later she awoke and she was in her robe. No sign of her ever being tied up. The room was nice and neat. Did she dream it? Impossible. She came like a volcano at least 4 times. Where was Jon? She got up and looked around the apartment. He was no where to be found. Curious. Did she dream the most fantastic fucking she had ever had or not? Her pussy was humming so she knew she hadn't. Or had she? Two Heads are Better ONE

 She never would have said it under any other circumstance.

 But she was drunk. And he was so close. 

 And it really just kind of fell out of her mouth.

 So to speak.

 It happened when he was talking about a previous girlfriend. How he hadn't had a good blowjob in a long time and his last girlfriend really didn't like to give them.

 She was trying to be polite. She said she wondered how that could be so. She hinted that she, in fact, enjoyed giving blowjobs. He said that he would sometimes debate it with his old girlfriend but by the time he convinced her to do it, it just wasn't any fun.

 Then she said:

 "Well, she must be crazy. I would give anything to do that to you. I think about it all the time."

 He stopped short. You could almost hear the screeching brakes in his head.

 "What?"

 "Uh," she said.

 "I mean," she started.

 She turned red.

 "You're kidding me. Come on," he said.
 "Well," she said, again hesitating.

 She looked at him then, not sure what to say, looked in his eyes, looked at his mouth, felt his leg close to hers. Felt that they were the only ones left from the company happy hour and were sitting close together at a table where no one was really paying attention. Felt him close.

 "Of course I'm just kidding," she said. But they both knew she was lying. 

 After that, the conversation continued, but it was...different, somehow. His leg got closer. His hand was on her back more. Her hand was on his knee more.

 "The problem is, there's no way you can give an excellent blow job if you don't love to do it," she said, looking right in his eyes.

 "It is just not going to happen. It's mechanical. It's how long do I have to do this until I can stop. And you can forget swallowing. Most chicks I know who hate blowjobs won't swallow ever. To be honest, for me, it depends on the circumstance, but if I'm really, really into it?" she said, again, not letting his eyes go. 

 "If I'm really into it, you'll have trouble prying me off you," she said, at that point, deliberating using her pronouns.

 She could see he was hanging on her words now.

 "Here, let me give you an example," she said. And caught his fingers of his right hand in hers, interlaced them, bringing them to her mouth.

 "Here's the chick that hates the blow job," she said. 

Pushing his middle finger up, she slid it into her mouth, mechanically, in and out a few times. While it certainly was mechanical, the feeling of her wet mouth and tongue on his finger jolted heat through him. 

She stopped.

 "Ok, you felt that. Now here's the difference. Here's the chick that loves giving blowjobs. Or, more specifically," she said, again looking right in his eyes, "Here's me."

 Again, she lifted his middle finger to her mouth, and watched his eyes, until hers closed, and did it differently than the first time. Not for long. But long enough. 

 He tried to sit still watching this, feeling her tongue, warm and wet, but of course, there was no way he was not thinking of it somewhere else.

 "You see the difference?" she said, not letting go of his hand, not caring now, squeezing her fingers in his.

 "Ah... yes. Yes I see the difference," he said, and she laughed.

 The tension remained though. They could laugh about other things. But now it was there. Getting drunker certainly didn't do anything to lessen it. The more they drank, the more they both thought about what she had said. What she had shown him.

 By the time she was ready to go, in more ways than one, he said, "Should we get out of here?"

 She caught his eye, and said, "I was about to say the same thing."

 They left the bar and it was pouring rain. The rain that almost hurt it was so hard. 

They were both soaked before they even began walking back to the hotel they were both staying at. Separately.

 One block and he pulled her into an alley, just to get out of the rain, of course. Under an awning.

 They were slightly out of breath. Both soaked. Her shirt clung to her. He licked his wet lips. She stared at them.

 Then she kissed them. She had to. Her lips met his, both wet and warm, and she moved her tongue into his mouth to find his. Her hands crawled under his arms and around his back and her fingers dug into his shirt, into his back. His hands held the sides of her face, softly, kissing her back. 

 Then she pulled away, not far, looking into his eyes, and her hands moved down, over his pants, to feel him, feel him hard, holding him in her hands, feeling him get harder, harder.

 And he was taken off guard, and was ready to say stop, when she moved down onto one knee, then the other, looking at him.

 "No! You can't," he said, looking around. People were walking down the street passed the alley. Some glanced over, one guy smiled, but they kept walking. The rain kept them moving.

He tried to pull her up as she unbuttoned his pants. She slapped his hands away. She slapped them hard. He was surprised with how hard.

"Seriously, stop," he said, again trying to pull her up. He was embarrassed. Looking around, he knew people could see. 

 But now she had his pants open. And he had a feeling he was really going to have to knock her unconscious to get her to stop.

 She found his dick. And despite his protests, he was hard. Getting harder. And feeling her hands on him, it felt so good. All that talk over drinks, he had been thinking about this. He had been wondering. He leaned his back against the bricks, and gave up. Let people see. 

 As she insistently stroked him, touched him, he just didn't care where they were anymore. 

 He felt her tongue on the tip of his dick as her hands stroked him, felt how hard he was, stroked his balls, and holding him, she slid him into her mouth. Slid him slowly into her mouth, and his head tilted further back against the wall as he felt her tongue.

 Now all the way into her mouth, her tongue moved back and forth, back and forth, under him, her lips working him tighter and letting go, sliding him slowly all the way out again, her tongue working him the whole time.

 She smiled feeling him get harder, and she worked him faster, her tongue making crazy circles on the end of his dick each time she got to the end, her fingers around him, stroking him, licking him and sucking him.

 Pulling him all the way out of her mouth, her tongue licked his balls and then back on him, rolling him into her mouth again, his hands now in her hair, and he could feel it rumbling within him.

 Each stroke of her tongue, each time her fingers tightened around him, licking him, her mouth wet, hot, relentless, going faster now. Just the right speed. And he could see her face, see how delirious she was, lost in swallowing his dick, purely attentive, loving it, just loving it. And more, more, she went faster.

Now, she did not stop, but just swallowed him into her mouth, that mouth that would not stop, in fast, hot strokes, over and over, and he thought his knees would buckle with how hot it felt, and still she got faster, each time he thought, "Faster, more," it was as if she read his mind.

 And she moved her mouth, turned her head now, side, to side, so her lips moved in a circle as she slid his dick in and out of her mouth, faster, faster, faster, hotter, wetter, deeper into her throat, her tongue all the while feeling him pulse, feeling him get harder.

 And it was coming now, it was only a matter of seconds, and he took her hair, held it tightly, pulled it, fucking her mouth now, letting her hair go, but she pushed his hands back, wanting him to fuck her mouth to finish, wanting him to force her mouth as hard as he could, force him as deeply as he could, and it was tight.

 Wet, hot, hotter, and here it was, and she worked the bottom of his shaft with her tongue and he knew she could feel him start to jerk, start to spasm, and he did not care at all who saw as he came down her throat. And he came for what seemed like a long time, and she swallowed it all, greedily, hungrily, lapping at him when he was done, wanting more, more. 

She licked her lips and felt her sore knees but did not care.

 And he lifted her, trembling, her legs shaking, and she wrapped her arms around him, burying her mouth in his neck to jealously protect every drop of him from being washed away by the rain.

 TWO

 His first realization as he woke up sleepily was the sound of the rain pounding the window behind his head.

 The second was of his dick sliding into her warm mouth.

He drew in his breath and closed his eyes.

 They had barely slept but he was not tired. Both naked under the covers, he felt her tongue working him, twirling around the tip of his dick and then slowly under him, sliding him as far into her mouth as she could get him, And then slowly, slowly, out. 

 He felt her hair tickling his body as her mouth worked him. She looked up at him, awake now, and smiled, pulling away, moving her mouth up his body, stroking his hard dick with her soft skin, never far from it, now moving down again, pushing it between the weight of her warm breasts, stroking his skin with her hard nipples, moving up his body again, her mouth always on him, her tongue finding his nipples, curling around them, working them.

 Then with her hand now stroking him, finding his mouth with hers, and giving him such warm, wet kisses that he was breathless from them and her hand on his dick, and pulling her hot mouth away from his again, she moved down, down, again stroking his dick with her body all the way down, feeling it against her belly, again against her heavy breasts, and now her mouth found him again. He held on tightly to the sheets, now his hands in fists, as her tongue, with his dick in her hand, made merciless circles around the sensitive tip.

 Round, and round, while slowly stroking him, up and down, and he could see her eyes fluttering from getting off on doing this, and he couldn't tear his eyes away from her, her hair wild and messy from the long night, partly over her eyes, but he could still see them. He could see them glancing at him in almost animalistic heat.

And slowly, finally stopping those slow circles, she moved her fingers in a circle down his dick as her mouth slowly, slowly swallowed him and she could feel him getting harder still. He couldn't believe how hard he was. 

And she was still so, so slowly, moving him in....and out.... And then in.....and out of her hot, wet mouth, her tongue moving around him, teasing him, torturing him, sliding so strong, back and forth under his dick, all the while, her lips holding him, her fingers holding him, stroking him, stroking his thighs, finding his balls, moving her mouth off them to lick and gently hold them in her hot mouth, playing with them with her tongue.

 And he could not breathe now, he was trying, but it was so hard to catch his breath, and she knew and smiled, and never stopping her tongue, working him, working the tip every time she let him slide out of her mouth, so warm, so insistent, getting wetter because she was so hungry for him, hungry to taste him, and he knew that, knew it by looking at her, knew it by how she was sucking his dick that she wanted it. Wanted it bad.

 Still, she started sighing the more almost imperceptibly faster she went, and he was amazed to see it was hard for her to go slow too, because she wanted it that bad.

 Again she pulled off, and moved her mouth up his body, and holding her breasts in her hands, she rubbed the tip of his now throbbing dick, wet from him and from her mouth, in a circle around each hard, sensitive nipple, and sighed more, and the sensation was unbelievable to him, and he wanted those in his mouth, and still she moved up again, and found his mouth, tongue first this time, seeking only more heat, more wet, more tongue, and whispered into his mouth, taking his hand, guiding it between her legs... 

 Feel how wet sucking your dick makes me...she said, and he almost came right there, because his fingers found her, and opened her pussy, and it was soaking wet, almost as wet as her mouth that was working his tongue, and he tried to open her, wanted to touch her, wanting to find her clit, because he wanted her to come, she was so close.

 No...she said. No...that's for later.... I'm not done yet ...and she pulled her mouth away, pulled her pussy from his hand, and he wished she had more than one mouth because he wanted it everywhere, he wanted to feel her tongue, suck her tongue, while she sucked his dick and licked it. 

 He could not get enough of her mouth, and again, feeling her hard nipples down the delicate skin of his stomach while she stroked his dick yet again, she moved her body over him and just for a second, she moved her dripping pussy over him, and he was so hard, that he almost fucked her without even trying, but instead, she held him in her hands..

 And rubbed him against her, feeling how hot she was, how wet, that feeling was too much and he bit his lip to keep from crying out, and he could not catch his breath and rubbing him against her, she sighed again, louder but she would not stop, and leaned to slowly, excruciatingly slowly slide him into her mouth. 

 He was like a rock against her tongue as she stroked him with it, teasing his balls still with her fingers, she started, started to go faster now. He saw she could not stop.

 And now faster, her tongue working him faster, in, and out, and in, and out, so hot, so dripping wet in her mouth, her tongue still working the tip of his dick every time he slid out, but now she could not let him out that far, and he saw, saw she started to moan as she got faster. Now, every time she slid her mouth down the shaft of his dick, she would rotate her mouth so her lips swirled in a circle with each movement.

 Her tongue was driving him crazy, harder motions, harder strokes, faster and faster her hungry mouth swallowed him, and he saw, as he was so close, that she was coming, she was coming from sucking his dick, and heard her moaning into his dick, felt her fingers tightly into his thighs, and now she just sucked him, so fast, so unbelievably fast, in, out, in, out and she felt him tremble, saw him unable to control the guttural moan that escaped him, as his head went back, his back arched, and he came.

 He came, and came, and she did not stop, she worked her tongue under him, wanting to suck every last drop of him, still licking and sucking as he felt the aftershocks of his orgasm and was unable to focus his eyes for a moment, as she finally relinquished ownership of him, and curled up in between his legs, with her head on his thigh, and softly stroked him.

 Licking her lips and holding him in her hands, until he pulled her gently to him, up into his arms, she stroked his face...

 Are you tired, she asked.

 No, I'm not tired. 

You're not? she said.
 
 No. 

 She still softly stroked his dick, which he was amazed to see was responding to her. She leaned over and whispered in his ear.

 Will you fuck me again? she said.
I love the way you fuck me. 

 And, with the rain still pounding against the window, with the night sky barely opened by a hint of morning. The End Two Heads are Better than One I was a hard day at work for both of us. I got home fed the kids and got them ready for bed. You had to work somewhat late and you called and told me you were on your way home. I waited to put the kids to sleep until you came home to say good night. You came home and I kissed you intensely and ground my hips into your cock so you would know that I love you and wanted more than just dinner tonight. You said good night to the kids and I told you I had a glass of wine ready for you in the kitchen to help you relax. You grinned at me and went up stairs to get comfortable and than headed down stairs while I put the kids to bed. You took your glass of wine sat to the couch and kicked your legs up. You were so comfortable. Once you walked through the door and saw me all the stress and outside stuff just melted away. For the first time in your life you were so content and happy to be home. No worries about conflict or yelling about things that don't matter. Now you had the women you love more than you could possibly explain greet you lovingly and erotically at the door. You thought to yourself, well I did get a blow-job this morning and I fucked her in the shower. She wants more. You grinned and started day dreaming about me and you could feel an erection emerging under your robe. You thought why did I settle for less. I deserve this happiness and level of love. To feel that someone finds me sexy, trusts me, wants me and loves me to a level of this intensity is what I have longed for since I was a boy. Your mind kept wandering to that point where the first time you completed surrendered to her. The grin turned into a complete smile and the erection was throbbing. It was the most gentle and loving action I ever felt, he thought. He knew that after he surrendered to her and allowed her to fuck him that he was bound to her forever. You thought that taking her virginity anally was like nothing you ever felt before but having her make love to me, well that tops it all. For a moment you were there. The hotel room in which you lost your self to the woman you loved and your virginity. Her body was completely naked and glowing from the first time we made love when we got there. She was content, so aroused from the many orgasms I gave her. I was lying on my back. She ran her fingers down my neck, through my torso and down to my toes. She was now at the foot of the bed massaging my feet and sucking my toes. She slowly worked herself up to my cock. She spread my legs apart and started lightly touching my balls. I could feel the shots of pleasure flowing through my body. She lowered her head, allowing her soft curly hair rest on my cock. As she started licking and sucking my balls I felt her hair tickle me. It felt so good. I could feel that tongue just lap up my balls and make them tighten with every stroke. My cock started to get hard and after a few moments I felt like I was ready to explode and she knew it. She placed one hand on my anus bud and began lightly touching me, smiling at my reaction as she watched me squirm. I just loved it when she watched me. She took control of the moment, which pleased me greatly. She placed my hard cock into that warm loving mouth and tightened her lips. I felt her take my cock so deep inside her mouth that I felt as though she had swallowed me completed. With her mouth pumping on my cock quickly, than one hand holding tightly my cock, and the other hand slowly entering my anus. Wow, what pleasure and excitement I was having. I could feel the love and desire she had for me. She wanted to please me, make me feel like I have never felt before. And she didn't know it but every time they were together was like nothing I ever felt. As she was sucking my cock, she stuck one finger in at first and started fucking me. I pushed into it with the need and the want of more. Than it was two fingers, oh, how wonderful that felt. I could feel the beginning of this warming sensation starting at my toes. I wanted her to fuck me, to surrender to her and give someone controls for the first time ever. By surrendering my soul to her would bring me one step closer to making our relationship a permanent union that could never be broken. I started to moan and grab her hair as I rocked back and forth with the motion of her fingers inside me. I whispered to her as pre-cum was released into her mouth. My baby, please fuck me, show me what it is to be totally loved by you. Without hesitation she got up and got the two-headed toy that would do the trick. First she kissed me for a while. Our tongues darting out of each other’s mouth forcefully. When she was done with that she asked me to watch. At first she took my hand so that I could feel just how her clitoris was throbbing and that the wetness between her legs was slick. I could tell that the actions she was performing on me really excited her. After I touched her she put my fingers in my mouth so I could taste her. She than kneeled, opened her self to me and started touching herself while I watched. My cock had never felt this hard. It was incredible just how far she could take me. She was in my mind. She knew what to do and what I wanted. She started to moan and I talked dirty to her as she was ready to climax. She screamed with pleasure. I saw her cum. There was such an explosion that it was dripping down her leg. She took her finger and wiped it from her leg and than stuck it in her mouth. She was just getting started. She placed one end of the double-headed toy into herself and started pumping it in order to lubricate it. Before she pulled it out she put lubricant on my anus and stuck her finger in to make sure the pressure would not cause me any pain or discomfort. She pulled the end of the toy out from inside her and slowly started entering it into me. I could feel that warming sensation again but this time it was different, because this time it was my entire being. I could feel this cock inside of me and it was coming from the women I totally trust and adore. I was allowing myself to be made love to and surrendering all that I am to her. To know what it feels like to have someone who loves you give you the most instance pleasure that you just can't explain. I was watching her next move with intense anticipation. First she leaned over and put her tits in my mouth, one at time. She commanded me to suck them hard and bite them. She was moaning with pleasure. Her wetness was still dripping as she straddled my leg and I sucked hard on her tits. One of her hands was supporting her while the other on grabbed the toy and began to fuck me. Oh, I had never felt such pleasure and it was incredible. I was not only getting pleasure from me sucking her tits but I was being fucked too. I could feel the enormous amount of ecstasy running through my entire body. She demanded that I stop sucking her tits and told me to watch what was next. My cock let out pre-cum and stiffened with anticipation. She placed my legs on her shoulders so that my body was on an angle. She took the other end of the double dildo and slid it deep inside her. She gasped with excitement as we both could hear the sound we hear when she is really wet and I plunged my cock hard into her. Immediately she started the rhythm of rocking back and forth, allowing the dildo to fuck her at the same time she was fucking me and I watched. I watched her amazing waif like slender body took control. Her nipples erect. Her flat stomach and slender hips were perfect. Her hips and wet pussy were hitting my balls as I also couldn't help but want more. I was excited beyond recognition. Surrendering was more than I ever imagined. She commanded me to masturbate while she was fucking me. I told her I would if only she would fuck me harder. We both obliged. As I stroked my cock steadily watching this angel I adored fucking me and allowing her self to completely let go of every inhibition. Just watching this act of amazement made my cock grow even harder. The faster I pumped on my cock the faster she screwed the toy into both of us. A sudden waft of chills and numbness raced through every inch of my body and soul. I could see in her eyes that she felt the same sensation I was feeling. We moaned and gasped, as we both were about to explode. But before I had a chance to explode she removed the dildo from herself. Slide my stiff, hard cock inside her with her back to me. She used her hand to continue to fuck me with the dildo. In turn I stuck my finger up that beautifully firm ass of hers and butt fucked her too. She screamed and came on top of me. There was the start of a puddle that would be a river of my lovers cum. Oh, my God, I screamed and I kept saying ride me baby, that's my girl. The numbness increased as I felt her clench down on my cock tightly. I could feel her orgasms one after another and boy did that excite me even more. The pleasure was just to overwhelming to bare and I came once with such force that I thought it was impossible for me to feel this good. My eyes closed, my body stiffened and I followed up this several more slots of cum deep inside her. I must of died and gone to heaven I thought. I opened my eyes and there she sat with that great ass facing me. Not only did I explode but also she was trembling from her orgasms. I could feel her moisture just trickling down the sides of my hips. I sighed and told her how much I loved her. She was right this did bring us even closer and there was no turning back on a future together. The mixture of love and sex could not be separated between to two actions. They were combined together and allowed us to join so completely and freely. What great thoughts I was thinking about. I started to smile and I could feel a very hard cock and desire to be fucked once more. Once I put the boys to bed, I came down the stairs and saw that content look on your face that makes me warm and tingly. I could see you totally relaxing with your eyes closed and I noticed a tent starting to form under your robe. I took off all my clothes in the entryway and tip toed down to the couch. I opened your robe and laid on top of you. I could feel the desire and need to satisfy both of us. I asked you, what is your desire? You expressed a desire to get out your favorite toy and have me fuck you hard and deep. I said I love you so much and it would be my pleasure and let's not be as loud like the last time. We definitely don't want to be interrupted if we wake up the kids. We both smiled and headed upstairs to make love to each other the complete way we have always dreamed. Two Heads Are Better Than One A few years back, when I was all of 19, I had a special "friend with benefits" named James. He was a few years older than me and a really cool guy. Also, he had probably the biggest cock I've seen at close to 10". As was usual, he called me mid-week and asked if I would be busy on Saturday night and what did I want to do if anything. I said I'd like to go to a party and, since we were rather open about our sexual desires, added that I'd like to try giving head to him and one or more guys. Come Saturday night, we ended up at a warehouse "rave" party. We danced, we drank, and at some point James went off on his own. He returned shortly and told me to come outside with him for a while. There was another guy waiting outside for us. The three of us went around the corner of the warehouse into the alley. Once there, both guys lowered their pants a bit, so I got on my knees and started on James. As James got hard in my mouth, I noticed the other guy stroking himself slowly. I worked a few inches in and out of my mouth, stroking the rest of James' cock with my hand, then I gradually quickened the pace. We looked each other in the eyes the whole time. After about ten minutes or so, James whispered, "It's time", so, knowing what he liked, I pulled back and opened my mouth wide as he held his cock an inch or so from my mouth and jerked himself off the rest of the way. Most of his three strong spurts landed in my mouth with only a little streaming onto my chin. After he finished, I closed my mouth - but didn't swallow - then turned to the other guy. He was (obviously) rock hard at that point, so I carefully worked his cock into my mouth so as not to spill any of James' cum. He was kind of small, but that was ok. When I had gotten most of him in me, I sloshed the cum around my mouth and he said something like... "The inside of your mouth feels so warm. That feels incredible." I slowly moved back and forth but, at some point, I guess I wasn't going fast enough because the guy grabbed me on either side of my head and started "face fucking" me hard. I looked up at him, and saw he had his head tilted back and his mouth was hanging open. He was going so furiously that I could feel James' cum running out onto my chin and (while I couldn't see it) probably splashing out onto the ground. Since my hands were now free, I spread my legs a little further apart, and slid one hand between my legs and rubbed. (All I can say is thank God for short-short skirts.) After only a short while, he mumbled "oh yeah" over and over, and stopped holding onto me. He slid all but the tip out of my mouth and proceeded to stroke himself to orgasm. Luckily I knew what was coming (cumming??) so had time to turn my head slightly so he wouldn't shoot into the back of my throat. (I hate gagging.) His shot hit the top of my mouth and the back side of my teeth/gums. I slowly pull him out of me and closed my mouth. As I sloshed the cum around in my mouth, I sat down against the wall and started fingering myself furiously. The guys moved side by side, so as to block the view of anybody who happened to walk by the alleyway opening, both standing almost over me. Both guys were looking down at me and I looked from one's eyes to the other as I continued masturbating. The feeling of the warehouse wall pulsating slightly from the music inside was certainly different but not bad either. As I felt my orgasm building, I started breathing heavier and heavier. It was getting kind of hard to breath out of my nose only, so I tilted my head back and let the two loads (or probably 1 1/4 loads at that point, since I had lost some) slowly run out either side of my mouth and down my cheeks. I swallowed what little I couldn't expel and opened my mouth. Then, just for the nasty effect I knew it'd have on the guys, I made a big production of slowly running my tongue over my lips over and over a couple of times. I moistened the tips of my free hand with the cum on my cheek and neck and reached up my shirt, rubbing and pinching one breast with my wet fingers. Soon, the wave of a really intense orgasm washed over me. I was moaning and breathing really heavy. Things went dark for a few seconds and, had I been able to think clearly at that point, I would've guessed that I had involuntary closed my eyes when I orgasmed. I vaguely heard the guy say something to James about how hot he thought my eyes were. I refocused on the guys' faces. James was grinning ear to ear. The other guy had such a look of awe on his face that I can't even describe it. His pants were unzipped again and he had his hand down there, slowly stroking himself. I quickly reached a second orgasm just as intense as the first. At that point I was weak and my legs were literally shaking so James helped me up. I started to lift my t-shirt, to wipe off the cum, but James saw me and said, "No, leave it there!" so I did. There was nobody else out on the street at that moment and I figured he was up to something anyway. We made our way out of the alley. The guy went back to the "rave" and James and I headed across the street to his van. I never did learn that other guy's name. As we were walking, I asked James what the guy had said about my eyes. He said the guy had said something like, "Look at her eyes, that is so hot" because while my eyelids did flutter a bit they didn't close, so both saw my eyes literally roll back into my head so only the whites of my eyes were visible as I came. (No wonder things went dark!) When we got to the van, James told me how incredibly horny watching me had made him again. He french kissed me (me being cum coated and all), and we got in the van. Needless to say, we didn't actually drive out of the parking lot for close to twenty minutes even though the van was "moving" for most of that time. ;) And by the time we were done, having both orgasmed again, James had "cleaned" both guys' cum off of me with his talented tongue. (Like I said, he was way cool!) Sadly, James has since moved out-of-state, but I'll always have some good memories! Two Heads are Better Than One My husband and I have known each other since we were in high school and have been together for almost 20 years. We have a strong marriage and have tried to find ways to spice it up. Joe is 40 and a true European man with dark hair, dark eyes, very fit with a nice ass and nine inch cock which he knows how to use very well. I'm 38 with reddish blond hair, green eyes and a slim build which I work on daily to stay fit. In the past, we've explored a local swingers club where we've met some great people, but never took it any further than a night out at the club. It seemed we were destined to only be with each other, until a few weeks ago. Joe has a friend, Rob, who is married but not happy with his sex life. He's come up a few times to go out with Joe as he lives an hour away, but I've never gone out with them as I believe the guys need their time out. Rob had a girlfriend at the time who he had fun with, but would always go home to his wife as he still loves her very much and was just looking for some excitement in his life. Aren't we all... One day, Rob called Joe to ask him if we knew of any single women who may be looking for a good time. As most of our friends are either married or in relationships, we were unable to accommodate him. Then he asked, what about Cindy. Joe was caught off guard, but a feeling of excitement came over him to think that he could bring another man into our bed. I got a phone call. My job takes me on the road all day as I am a sales rep for a large territory. I answered my blackberry to find a very soft and cautious voice on the other end of the line. Hi hun, he said. I want to ask you something, but I don't want you to get upset with me. As he started to tell me of the conversation he had with Rob, I had to pull off to the side of the road because my concentration was no longer on my driving. I couldn't believe he was actually asking me if I wanted to sleep with another man whom I had only met once in passing. I told him that he had caught me off guard and that I love him very much but was not interested in pursuing that. When I hung up the phone and started to drive again, my mind was spinning. How could he do that to me? I'm driving to see clients and he drops that on me. I was getting upset, yet my heart was pounding and I realized that I was getting wet thinking about it. I lifted my skirt up and felt the wetness between my legs. I never wear panties, so it was easy to slide a finger into my pussy to feel just how hot and wet I was getting. I pulled over again wondering if anyone was watching my erratic driving. I felt my clit tingle and rubbed it with one hand as I inserted my fingers deeper into my pussy surprised at how turned on I was at this proposition. I pushed harder against my fingers, grinding my hips into an orgasmic rhythm, moaning with pleasure as I brought myself to a climax. I opened my eyes a little embarrassed that I was in my SUV half naked in the middle of the afternoon. I adjusted my clothes and called Joe back to tell him that I have been thinking about it and may be open to meeting Rob to see if there was an interest. Later that day, as I was arriving home, Joe called to tell me that Rob was going to come up for a visit. I went into the house, undressed and ran a hot bath. Thoughts were racing through my mind. Would something happen tonight? No, I wanted to take this slow. I didn't want to have any expectations. What if I didn't like Rob and what if he didn't find me attractive. Well, I thought, either way I was going to fuck my husband silly tonight so I wanted to make sure that I was shaved and ready for a night of hot sex. I always shave myself completely, but today I took extra care to make sure there was no trace of hair around my pussy. Joe likes it shaved as he keeps his very well groomed. He says it adds to the pleasure when he goes down on me and when he can slide his cock in my pussy and feel the wetness on my skin. I dressed and waited for my husband to come home. Joe came home, gave me a big kiss and we talked about Rob's impending visit later that evening. We both agreed that we would keep the communication open and just get to know each other. He was proud of the erection he was getting as we talked about it and assured me that he was ok with whatever happened as long as I was alright with it. He jumped in the shower and I poured a drink as I waited for the night to unfold. When Rob arrived in his black corvette, I went outside to greet him. Before he could get out of the car, I jumped in the passenger side and asked him to take me for a ride. I am passionate about cars and wanted to see how it handled, I also wanted to see how he handled the car. The way a man drives says a lot about the man and I was pleased at the power and control he had when he took the corners. Smooth, fast and definitely in control. I loved the car and my interest was peaked about the man. Rob is tall, blond, with a dark summer tan. He was dressed casually and well groomed. I could see he had a good sense of humour and felt comfortable with him in the car. We got back to the house and Joe chuckled when he found out that we had gone for a ride. He likes my spunky side and was not surprised that I had done that. He had fixed a coupe of drinks and we all got comfortable in the living room. I made a suggestion that we all go into the hot tub and continue our conversation there. It was a beautiful night and we always end our evenings in the hot tub, usually just the two of us. Tonight, there would be three. I went into the bedroom, which has a door off the deck where the hot tub is. I slipped on my white robe and went out to open the hot tub. The two of them were still talking as I slipped off the robe and into the hot tub. It was dark, so the neighbours couldn't see that I wasn't wearing anything. Just as I started to relax, Joe and Rob came out, quickly undressed and came in. We continued our conversation under the moonlight, our legs touching in the middle of the hot tub. It was an easy conversation and the time was flying by. Rob started to caress my legs and Joe watched for my reaction to having another man touch me. It was erotic, sensual and exciting to have my husband watch as Rob slid his hand higher up my leg. I shuddered as his hand reached my pussy and I playfully asked if he was looking for a trace of hair, of which there was none. He let out a quiet moan with the confirmation that I was completely shaved. Joe got out of the tub to freshen up our drinks. Rob reached over, pulled me into him and started to kiss me. I pulled back, startled at the lack of effort it took to pull me on top of him. I could feel his hard cock between my legs and he whispered that it was ok, that he and Joe had talked about it and he was ok with it. I didn't even have time to respond as he pulled my mouth onto his and started kissing me again. My heart was pounding and I felt like it was going to come out of my chest. It was exciting to feel another man's breath on mine and my body relaxed as he pulled my body tighter into his, sliding the head of his cock into my pussy. For a moment I thought of stopping what was happening, but he entered me with a forceful thrust and I let out a gasp as I found him impossible to resist. I knew that I couldn't stop him from taking me and I didn't want to stop him either. I pulled my body tighter into his and began thrusting with him as I felt his breath on me and could hear my soft moans as our lips would touch and the desire to be taken grew too intense to even realize that Joe had come back out onto the deck. I looked up at him, as I realized what I was doing and saw that silly grin on his face as he said that it hadn't taken very long to get started. Rob whispered for me to tell Joe to come in and suck his cock, which I did. I reached for his cock and couldn't wait for him to get close enough to put my mouth around it. I think he was just enjoying the view and came towards me slowly. That, or he wanted to tease me. I didn't care. I hungrily started to wrap my tongue around the head of his cock as I slid my mouth as deep as I could over his shaft. Rob didn't miss a thrust as I fumbled to put Joe's cock in my mouth. My mind was spinning and somehow we all stumbled out of the tub and into our bedroom. My mind was racing. Should we be doing this? Should I stop it now? My body took over as Rob parted my legs and started to circle my clit with his tongue. Joe held his cock like a missile looking for a warm, wet place to put it. I longed for it and guided it towards my open mouth. Rob found a place to put his fingers as he caressed my clit with his tongue and searched for my G spot. Joe grabbed my tits and twisted my erect nipples as I moaned with a mouthful of cock. My body arched as I quickly climaxed in the excitement of having two men pleasuring me. Rob moved up to feel my mouth on his hard throbbing cock and Joe moved to feel the wetness of my pussy knowing I had just came. He slid his cock into my pussy and lifted my legs over his shoulders to penetrate my wet hole and hit my spot as he thrust his cock in and out making me scream with his thick, long, hard manhood. My screams were muffled as Rob thrust his cock in and out of my mouth with a rhythmic pattern to compliment Joe's. It was if the two of them knew exactly how to please me. I was coming so hard and fast that it was almost unbearable and my body was writhing in complete extacy. The two of them moved and changed positions without missing a beat. There was never a moment when I didn't feel like I was going to explode. My orgasm was so powerful that it had sprayed over the bed and onto the floor leaving a large wet puddle on the carpet. My body went limp as Rob pulled me onto the floor where I had just cum and he started to go down on me again taking in all of my fluids. Our bodies were drenched with sweat and cum and I was lifted back onto the bed so my husband could fuck me again. I didn't think I would be able to handle any more when he entered me and fucked me so hard I thought the neighbours would hear me screaming in complete exhausted extacy. I sprayed all over his chest and he pulled out, not wanting to release his load yet. As I lay there covered in my own juices, Rob lay beside me and I reached for his cock. I wanted to give as much pleasure as I had received. I longed for his cock in my mouth. I playfully teased it with my tongue, slowly lowering my mouth over its entire length until I could feel the head at the back of my throat and my lips at the base of his shaft. Slowly I raised and lowered my head over his cock listening for his approval of the way I was sucking his cock and responding to his hips as he would grind them into my face. He spun me around so I was on top of him in a sixty nine position and fucked me with his tongue until I came again on his face. He didn't stop and I grabbed his ass tight as he brought me to orgasm again while Joe watched from the chair in the corner. Feeling he was about to release his load, he moved around so he was behind me and started to fuck me doggy style. I begged him to grab my long hair and pull it while he pounded me. He complied with my every wish and my head arched back as he thrust his cock deeper inside of me. He looked over at Joe who was enjoying the sight of having his wife fucked by another man and asked him what he would like to watch. Joe told him that I like it in the ass, so with my hair still being held tight, he slid his cock into my ass. I was so wet that it went in easily and he began pounding my ass with the same intensity that he was fucking my pussy. I was screaming so loud, that Joe came over to fill my mouth with his cock just to shut me up. I rocked my body hard into Rob's as he thrust the full length of his cock into my ass. My screams were muffled but still loud as the two of them brought me to orgasm after orgasm. I collapsed, limp on the bed knowing that they had not yet released their load. They had been wanting only to make me cum over and over for more than an hour and I knew that I had to give them the same pleasure that they had given me. As we lay there, drenched and breathing hard, I reached for both of their cocks. Joe got on his knees and put his cock into my mouth while Rob caressed my swollen pussy. It was hot and wet and he climbed on top of me entering me again as I sucked on Joe's cock. He told Joe to cum all over my face which got me excited again and I started sucking his cock harder and faster as I ran my tongue around the head of his cock every time I moved my mouth to the end. I wanted to feel his hot cum all over my face and I sucked him harder and faster as I could feel his cock twitch, ready to explode. As he came, Rob fucked me harder, he loved watching Joe cum on my face. It was warm and sticky and was everywhere. I had to wipe it off my eyes so I could see and as I regained my vision, I had Rob's cock now in my mouth. With it still in my mouth, I rolled over so he was on his back and sucked that cock like it was going to be the last time I would ever see it. I felt him get close to climax a few times, but he held off and I must have worked that cock for twenty minutes when he finally unloaded. We all lay there for a few minutes, then Rob jumped in the shower, got dressed and we said our good-bye's as he left to go home to his wife. Was this just a one time thing? I don't think so... Two Heads are Better Than One My roommate, Sophie, must have been crazy to leave me alone with her boyfriend, Brad, in the apartment. It wasn't that I wasn't trustworthy; I was a great friend, honestly. But Brad and I had dated before he'd fallen for Sophie, and while our personalities didn't work out as more than friends, the sex had always been amazing. I'm sure she didn't realize there was still sexual tension and outrageous attraction between us, and she probably figured that my newest conquest, Steven, was on his way over, so she didn't mind taking off with the two of us sitting on the couch, eating popcorn and watching an old movie. I, however, was very attuned to the situation, and Brad tensed visibly in his seat next to me as the door closed behind Sophie. He gave me a boyish grin, nervousness playing across his features. He was definitely eye candy, tall and lanky with deep brown eyes, long eyelashes, shaggy brown hair that fell in long locks almost to his shoulders, and a day's growth of beard on his angular face. I knew what he looked like under his clothes, too, and that was even better. His stomach was flat, his chest muscles prominent in his thin frame, and he was better endowed than most of the men I'd ever known. Just thinking about it made my mouth go dry. I tried to smile back at him as he said, "I hope you don't mind me hanging out and waiting for Sophie to get back." I shrugged at him, trying to play it cool while the warmth between my legs grew hotter and wetter, just imagining what we could do while we were alone. "When the hospital calls, Sophie runs. It's no big deal, she'll be back in a couple of hours, and I'll be on my way out with Steven. You're welcome to stay." I felt like I was babbling, but I was trying to remind myself how inappropriate it was to fantasize about unzipping his pants and taking his penis in my mouth. It wasn't working very well. I told myself carefully to stop it, that nothing was going to happen, and that I had a date tonight and would get fucked later on. Steven was pretty amazing himself, and I tried to picture his short, spiky blond hair, his emerald green eyes, and the dimple in his right cheek when he smiled that thousand-watt smile at me. I tried to undress his body in my mind, closing my eyes and thinking hard about his broad shoulders and narrow waist, all atop muscular legs. He wasn't small, either, but he was longer and not quite as big around as Brad. And just like that I was back to Brad, imagining what lie under those jeans. And I blushed, realizing I was looking straight at his groin, wishing that I could see the outline of his cock hard against the denim. He cleared his throat, and my gaze shot up to his face, my face burning with embarrassment. He didn't say anything at first, just took the bowl of popcorn I was holding and set it on the coffee table in front of us. The look in his eyes was like that of a predator about to go in for the kill, and it made my heart race, my pulse pounding in my ears, drowning out the sound of the television. I couldn't seem to see anything but him, and suddenly he was leaning toward me, his hand outstretched and tangling in my straight blonde hair. He caught me by surprise as his lips locked onto mine, his tongue pushing its way between my lips and darting in and out, a shadow of the way he used to pound inside me. I breathed into his mouth, sighing heavily and feeling the moisture build between my thighs. I wanted him, just as I always had. "Kayla?" He made my name a question, spoken with anticipation and the strain of holding back. I nodded, his hand still fisted in my hair, and I managed to look down, the imprint of his dick in his pants more than obvious now. That satisfaction stole what was left of my breath, and I barely managed to whisper, "Yes." It was all the encouragement he needed. Suddenly, he was on top of me, my back pressed against the arm of the couch, and my tank top was pushed up to my neck so that my breasts were bare. His mouth closed over my left nipple, sucking at it and rolling his tongue around it, the flicking it, making me moan with pleasure. "Oh, god, Brad." It wasn't enough, even when he moved to the other nipple, leaving both of them wet and hard. I wanted more, and I intended to get it from him. I shoved my hands between us, forcing enough space so that I could get to the zipper on his jeans. I yanked at it, then tugged his jeans and boxer briefs down around his thighs so I could grab his shaft. The smooth skin and the heat of his groin made me smile, and I arched my back with pleasure as he groaned with the sensation of it. I began to run my hand up and down the shaft, caressing over the head in swift, graceful motions. We'd spent little time during our brief dating actually talking and most of it fucking, so I knew very well what he liked. As I played with his dick, it grew harder and throbbed beneath my touch. His mouth was on my neck, biting, nibbling gently, and that wasn't enough either. "Harder, please," I begged with barely enough breath to speak the words. He bit down hard on my collar bone, and I let out a scream of delight. His hands were on my shorts, tugging them down from my waist, panties and all. I let them go, raising my hips to give him easier access as he pulled them down. I saw them land on the table, in the bowl of popcorn, and I chuckled. "The popcorn's ruined." "Who cares?" he growled at me, and as soon as his finger snaked up inside my pussy, I agreed. He used his finger to tickle me inside,to moisten me further and to stretch me out so I'd be ready when he wanted to shove himself inside me. I squirmed and moaned, clawing at his shoulders, alternately begging him to stop and to give me more. I hadn't heard the door open, and suddenly, standing above me, looking down, was Steven. His look of surprise should have made me feel guilty, but staring up into that beautiful face, all I could think was how much I wanted him, too. As Brad kept finger fucking me, I reached up with one hand, fisting it in his red T-shirt, and I pulled his face down to me, crushing my lips to his with bruising force as I drank in the taste of his kiss. When I released him, I looked straight across. His groin was at eye level, and between my kiss and the sight in front of him, his penis was a clear, long outline behind the cloth of his own jeans. I pushed at Brad's shoulders to get his attention, and he withdrew his finger from me, looking up in puzzlement at me and Steven. I smiled seductively and told him, "Let me turn over." He rose up onto his knees, and I got on my knees facing away from him, resting my hands on the arm of the couch. I motioned for Steven to stand in front of me. He hadn't said a word, and he seemed to be having trouble breathing. I glanced over my shoulder at Brad, who seemed to be at a loss for what to do. I wasn't. "Fuck me, Brad. Fuck me until I pass out." I wanted that big hard cock inside me, and I didn't want it gently either. I felt him scoot toward me and turned back to Steven just as the tip of Brad's penis pushed against the warm, wet opening of my pussy. I shuddered and had to close my eyes for a moment to control the pleasure. I gazed up at Steven and said, "Drop your pants. I'll give you a blowjob." He obeyed, dropping his jeans and his boxers to his ankles, leaving the firm, hard cock standing at attention against his lower stomach. I reached one hand up and began to caress it, drawing my hand up and over the head, then back down the shaft and around again. He made a sound low in his throat that could have been pleasure or pain but I assumed it was pleasure. I was having fun at least. It was at that moment that Brad shoved into me, and I let out a cry of ecstasy at the feeling of him pounding deep into me, the pain almost too much to bear and yet exciting all at the same time. With him firmly inside me, I closed my mouth around Steven's cock and began to bob up and down on it, in rhythm with Brad's thrusts. His hand was on the small of my back, and he kept us going at a fast, hard pace that was shoving Steven deep into my throat over and over, nearly gagging me. It was fantastic, and my moans of pleasure were muffled by the fullness of Steven's dick in my mouth as his hands came up to either side of my heand, holding it steady as I sucked and licked at him. Brad would thrust in, deep and hard, smacking against my ass as he did, his balls swinging against my clit for added sensation, and as he did, my whole body would shove forward, forcing Steven deeper into my mouth. I was on the verge of orgasm when Brad stopped moving, buried deep inside me, and I wanted to cry. We couldn't stop now. I tried to turn and look at him, but Steven's hands held my head facing forward, and my eyes were slightly unfocused from the passion of it all anyway. When Brad spoke, his voice was low and hoarse, and I realized he wasn't talking to me. "Wanna trade?" My eyes popped open in surprise, and I gazed up at Steven, fighting to see his expression. His cock was still in my mouth, not far, just the head, and he looked like he was fighting not to fill my mouth with cum. He looked almost appreciative as he pulled away from me and let go. "Definitely, man. Her mouth is something else." Brad slid out of me, chuckling in that oh-so-male tone that said he knew what Steven meant. "If you think that's good, wait till you fuck her in the ass." Brad stepped down from the couch, and I wanted to protest that it wasn't fair to talk about me like that right in front of my face. Then I realized it was a compliment and smiled at him. He slapped me on the ass and told me to flip back over. I started to, but Steven made a small noise of protest, and I turned to him in question. "Lay on your back, but I want your ass on the arm of the couch and your legs in the air." I shrugged, not caring, as long as one of them was inside me soon. My pussy was so wet and wanting that I could hardly stand it. I positioned myself as requested, and Steven wasted no time, grabbing my ankles and holding them to his shoulders as he plowed his dick into me with brute force. It made me scream, a mixture of pleasure and pain that was oh so sweet, the length of him enough to meet the end of me and pound so hard it felt like it would bruise. Brad stood and watched for a minute, stroking himself absently, and I reached out to help. "Damn," he muttered, sounding as though his mouth was dry. I kept one hand on his shaft and reached the other out to him, taking his hand and pulling him toward me. I started to turn my head to the side, my tongue reaching for the tip of him, but he shook his head. While Steven kept shoving into me, bringing me back to the brink of orgasm, Brad placed a pillow under my head and then straddled me, his hips just above my breasts, his dick right in front of my face. "Open up," he growled at me in that low, sensual voice. I did, and he shoved his cock inside my mouth, letting Steven's rhythm rock me back and forth, taking him deeper into my mouth, then drawing him back out. It was harder to suck Brad's cock because it was wider, but it tasted so good, between the taste of his own soft skin and the juice from my own wetness still coating it. And the inside of his thighs brushed against my nipples with each of Steven's thrusts, making them hard and taut and heightening my arousal with each touch. My hands found Brad's firm ass, squeezing it, my nails digging in just a little so that it brought a hiss of air through his gritted teeth. "Damn, girl," he groaned. "You're gonna make me cum." My mouth opened wider on a cry as Steven shoved particularly hard and deep, and the orgasm burst over me. It made my back arch, shoving my breasts against Brad's legs and tossing my head back so that Brad's dick was no longer in my mouth. I screamed and moaned and writhed beneath the two of them until Brad shoved his cock back in my mouth, like a giant pacifier and began following Steven's thrusting motions with thrusts of his own, fucking my mouth. I saw him turn to glance at Steven and heard him ask, "Are you ready to finish this?" "Oh, yeah," Steven answered through gritted teeth. He spread my ankles wider, opening my pussy even further, as if he could shove more of his cock in that way. Another wave of orgasm hit me with that motion, and I clawed at Brad's back, trying to get a grip on the pleasure that was riding me so hard, causing me to lose control. As my nails dug into him, Brad's body began to spasm, and he grunted as cum filled my mouth, squirting over and over again toward the back of my throat, thick and hot and salty. With his penis still in my mouth, I couldn't swallow, and there was so much that it began to leak from the corner of my mouth, dripping down my chin onto my throat and chest. Seeing both of us in the throes of orgasm pushed Steven over the edge so that he began to shudder, and a scream erupted from his mouth as his cum spilled into me, hot and heavy and exciting. It made me squirm again, which made Steven shoot more, until he was completely spent. As we all finished, Brad collapsed on my chest, and Steven collapsed on Brad's back, resting his forehead against it as we all tried desperately to catch our breath. We were all soaked in sweat, and it was glorious. I could still feel the remnants of Brad's hard on against my chest, and Steven was still inside me. Brad sighed heavily, breathing out, "Damn." It seemed to be the best description he had for things today, and it made me chuckle, which tightened the walls of my pussy and pushed Steven's dick out of me. We stayed still for awhile, and that's how Sophie found us. She stepped into the room, calling out, "They called and told me not to bother, they found someone else. I was already halfway there and..." She dropped off, staring at us all open mouthed. Again, I should have been embarrassed to be caught with two men, one of them her boyfriend, but I was so lazy with sexual satisfaction I couldn't blush. I gave her a half-hearted, "Oops." I couldn't do any better than that. She shook her head, and a smile played across her face. "Next time, maybe you could invite me to the party." I looked up at her in amazement, and the two guys' faces mirrored my own before we all broke out laughing. I shrugged again. "You're welcome anytime."