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Double Dip

By: lkrunyon



It was a Sunday morning, jack and I were lying in bed after fucking each others brains out. We as usual got to talking fantasies, jacks was always the same, he wanted to watch another man ball me. It would have to be a stranger as we wanted no complications that fucking a friend might bring. This time his fantasy was working right with mine, I'd just returned from a business trip to Atlanta, I'm a buyer for a large department store, and make frequent trips. It had been a really trying day and when I returned to the hotel I decided I could do with a stiff drink and stopped by the bar. As I entered the bar I noticed a very nice looking man at the other end of the bar. I sat down and ordered my usual drink, blackjack rocks.

I took two rather large sips (it had been a really bad day) and noticed it was almost gone already. As I thought about this the bartender appeared with a fresh drink. It was from the gentleman at the end of the bar he said. I nodded and smiled at the nice looking guy and he got up and started over. I had secretly hoped he would, a nice flirt would make my day tolerable. We talked and flirted and had another drink or so. He asked me to dinner and I accepted. We had a nice lingering dinner at a nice place and talked and flirted. After dinner he asked to come up to my room for a nightcap I told him I was tempted, but not this time. He gave me his card and said if I came back to town he'd like to meet again. He said he stopped by the hotel bar most nights after work. 

I told jack about the guy and we started to plan our fantasy. Jack went by spy/private detective store that he had heard about. He brought home a fish eye lens that could be placed in a door with an almost invisible hole. This lens would make the whole room visible to jack if he was in the closet. I remembered the rooms at the Atlanta hotel had large closets and the were arranged just right. I was looking thru the catalog from the spy store and found an attachment to hook a video camera to the lens and we went nuts thinking about what we could do and have a tape of it too. 

The next day I made reservations at the Atlanta hotel. Jack bought the equipment, and to practice we made a tape of our selves from our closet. It was a real turn on knowing we were taping our selves. We could just imagine what the real thing would be like. 

We got to Atlanta on Monday, I thought that if my fantasy guy had a business, then a week day would be the best time to catch him. I'd been tempted on a couple of business trips, but was always afraid to be with a total stranger by my self. After all there are some weird people out there, but now I'd be safe cause jack would be there watching. About 8:00 I got really dressed to the nines and went to the bar. I asked the bartender if he had seen my friend and he said not tonight yet. I was getting disappointed after about an hour, when a guy asked me to dance. We danced a couple of dances and he was really good. After the second dance he said he'd thought I was waiting for some one, and hadn't asked me earlier. I said that it looked like I was alone for tonight and we danced some more. This guy wasn't half bad himself and after a few more drinks we were really having a good time. We danced until about 11:00 and I began thinking about jack waiting up stairs. 

I thought well to hell with it, no sense letting all this planning go to waste, and suggested a night cap in my room. The fella was more than willing and we headed for the elevator. As soon as the door closed it started. He grabbed me and kissed me and I almost raped him before we got to the room. We got to the room and made a lot noise to wake jack up. When we got inside there was no evidence of jack. I did a slow strip for him and he quickly got out of his clothes. He pulled me down to the bed and was between my legs in a second. He really had an educated tongue. I got so excited I almost forgot to keep the camera in mind. Then it was my turn and I made the most of it. I sucked his dick to its best size and he fucked me in every position. It was a very good session, and we both came a couple of times. About 2 am I pleaded work in the morning and he left. Turned out he was from out of town and flying out in the morning. This was great because I didn't want to deal with him the next day. 

Jack came out of the closet looking like he had gotten fucked, he said he felt like it and that it was great. We put the tape in the machine and watched. It was fantastic, wonderful shots and very clear. Much better than a porno flic cause it was real. Jack said the guy didn't look like I had described him. I roared with laughter and explained that he was a stray. Jack called the desk and extended our stay. He couldn't wait for the main attraction, if this had been the preliminary

The next night, I got ready to go back to the bar, jack was even more excited than me if that was possible. I really got my self together and took a deep breath and walked in. He was there! I walked right up to the bar and sat beside him. He smiled and ordered me a drink, as soon as it came he suggested we move to a booth. We sat and talked we both knew that it was going to happen and we were very calm about it. We small talked and after a short while I said lets have the next one in my room. He immediately got up and we left. This trip on the elevator was much calmer than the previous evening he kissed me softly and stood behind me pulling me against him and cupping my breasts. 

We got to the room, and every thing was o. K. No sign of jack. He was tucked away in his hide. I mixed us both a drink and we sat on the sofa. We started necking and things moved along a slow pace. Lots of tongue swapping and hard breathing. After my blouse came off I suggested we move to the bed. If I'm gonna be a movie star I have to be near the camera, I giggled to my self. It got hot and heavy on the bed and I was soon completely undressed. Todd (his name was Todd) was soon between my legs eating my pussy. He was very accomplished at it and I came the first time. He was really working me over tonguing every part of my body. I suddenly noticed that thru all this activity Todd still had his pants on. I, said hey fella time to join up here and grabbed his belt, I managed to get his pants off and when his shorts came away I was blown away. I gasped OH MY GOD. He was huge, I mean he made guys in porno flicks look small. It looked like he had another arm. I couldn't believe it, no way I could handle that thing. I must have looked frightened because he pulled me close and said I've had this dick a long time and know how to use it.. I won't hurt you, promise and you will be able to handle it all when we're done. 

I had my doubts but was totally turned on by its size. He rubbed it over my tits and brought it up to my mouth. Tried to get the head in but it was too big, so I just licked it. He said get it real wet, and I licked it all over, in front of my eyes it looked like a cannon. He rubbed me between my legs and laid the head against my pussy. Slowly he started putting pressure on. He kept talking to me telling me to relax. Slowly the head started in. At first I felt I would split, but it slowly opened my pussy. When I had stretched enough to get the head in he started entering a little at time. It seemed like it took five minutes to get it all in. Finally I could feel his body against mine and it was in. God I was so full, then he began slow strokes. Before long we were rocking and I was getting the fuck of my life. I could hardly believe that huge thing was doing me. It was fantastic. I came a couple of times and in about ten minutes he started building to his climax. He was really pounding it home when he came and I came again with him. When he was done he rolled me over and put it against my anus. That scared me to death. But he just chuckled and took it away. He wanted me to clean him up with my mouth and I got the last look at it. I couldn't believe I did it. 

He pleaded work the next day right after we were done, and I could smell a wife some where. She probably. Welcomed the relief. I might have been offended, he was leaving so early, but I wanted to see the pictures quickly. He said til next time and I think he meant it. We kissed a couple of times and he was gone

Jack came out of the closet in utter disbelief. Did you see the size of that thing he said. That's got to be a world record cock. I said yeah I saw it.... I fucked it. Jack said I can't believe you got the head in let alone the whole thing. When we watched the movie I couldn't believe it either. I'm glad we have the movie, because nobody would believe it. What a trip, I told jack I was glad I did it but never again. Of course that was a lie. I'd be getting that monster next time to Atlanta, and I was going to learn how to suck it too.

Double Dip



Sitting under the awning next to her truck, Vanille looked down the street and decided that the fair was beginning to wind down. She breathed a sigh of relief both because the long day was over, and because she was going to turn a decent profit from working the small town street fair. Considering her name, she might very well have been destined to sell homemade ice cream from the back of a truck, but it certainly hadn't been her plan.

A victim of the economic downturn, she was one of many cubicle dwellers suddenly out of a job. Unemployment wasn't enough to pay the bills, and most of the available jobs weren't much better. At twenty-eight, she was facing a dire future.

That's when the idea came to her.

Her father had used the truck to dish out ice cream at family reunions and church socials, but Vanille had bigger plans. Working small events like the street fair meant a lot of work to make a few dollars, but it also meant that she could stay off the radar of the government, using the money to supplement her unemployment.

Now, she at least had enough money to pay the bills, if not live comfortably.

The crowd continued to thin, and she decided to start packing up. Smoothing back her red locks, she stood up and went to work. It took a while to put everything away and take down the awning, and she wanted to be ready to roll for home once the last potential customers vanished from the street.

Naturally, someone had to break her lucky streak. One of the last people to walk up finally uttered the phrase she'd successfully avoided all day, and had come to despise.

We all scream for ice cream.

Somehow, she smiled and let out a convincing laugh, even though all she wanted to do was scream. It had been cute the first couple of times, but it was really beginning to wear on her.

Just as she was about to close the door of the truck and call it a day, someone came walking her way. Not one to let even a single dollar escape, she put on a smile when the man approached and said, "Can I help you?"

"I might be able to help you, actually." He reached into a pocket and pulled out a flyer. "We're looking for vendors to work an event, if you're interested."

"Always," Vanille said as she took the flyer and squinted at it in the dim light.

"The event is in two weeks, so I'll need you to give me a call soon."

She waved the flyer and said, "I'll look it over and let you know tomorrow."

"Looking forward to your call."

It was only after he walked away that she realized he hadn't even offered a name. Assuming it was on the flyer, she shrugged, and then yawned. Her bed was calling — and calling loudly. Vanille climbed in the cab, fired up the truck, and headed for home.

****

The next morning began the closest thing Vanille had to a day off. All that meant was that she was on the phone and the internet all day, trying to set up another event, rather than actually working one. She had to get far enough ahead during the summer season in order to make it through the winter and start the process all over again next year.

Sipping her second cup of coffee, she sat down at her computer, and then remembered the flyer. She pulled it out of her purse and took a look to see if it might be worth calling back about.

Her eyes went wide as she read the flyer. From what she was reading, there were no fees of any kind. Utilities were provided free of charge. A chit system meant that she wouldn't even have to actually handle any money. It was everything she usually had to turn on the charm to get, provided up front. If the estimated attendance for the three day event was accurate, she stood to make some serious money.

Too good to be true, she thought, but she picked up the phone anyway.

The voice that answered sounded like the same man who had handed her the flyer, and identified himself by the name on the flyer — Matthew Gerrin. After explaining who she was, she launched into the questions.

"Yes, that's exactly right," he said in the end, confirming everything in the flyer. "So, you're thinking, what's the catch?"

"The thought had crossed my mind."

Matt laughed. "Well, there is one, but I doubt it's anything you would have expected. The event we're hosting is a Nude Day gathering of several nudists groups. It starts on Nude Day and runs through Saturday. All of your customers are going to be naked for the three days of the event."

"That is a bit of a catch," Vanille said and chuckled. "I think it's something I can deal with though."

"Good to hear. Unfortunately, that's not the only stipulation. In order for our visitors to feel comfortable, we require our vendors to be nude as well."

Vanille's mouth dropped open and she couldn't find any words to respond to that.

He continued, "Keep in mind that there are passes to enter the property, and only those who have been invited will be allowed in. Once inside, no clothing is allowed beyond the parking area. Everyone who will be there is a nudist."

"I... I don't know."

"I know it's a shock, and I certainly don't expect an immediate answer. Take some time to think it over. As long as you can confirm by next weekend, that's fine. We'd really love to have you. I've been hunting for an ice cream vendor for the last two years, and having homemade ice cream is just a bonus."

Surprise warred with the potential profit in her head, but neither was gaining any ground. "I'm definitely going to have to think about it."

"Perfectly fine. I'll be hoping to hear back from you."

Vanille hung up the phone, her lips pursed and brow knitting. After a minute or so, she stood up and walked away from the computer. Even though she hadn't done anything like it in several years, it wasn't as if public nudity was entirely new to her. During college, she'd gone through a phase of exhibitionism, and even ended up in two Girls Gone Wild style videos.

That was college, though, and she was pushing thirty.

A tug of her shirt tail revealed her tummy. It certainly wasn't as flat as it had been when she was in college, but not too bad. A few steps brought her to the bathroom, and she took a look in the mirror while pulling her shirt higher. Gravity wasn't taking too much of a toll on her breasts, which was a miracle considering how blessed she was up top. She turned in profile and let out a noncommital hmm.

Pulling her top back down, she turned her back to the mirror and dropped her shorts. She had to admit that her butt still looked pretty good. A shake showed a bit more jiggle than she might have liked, but that wasn't necessarily a bad thing. When she turned around, the first real problem cropped up — or rather, needed cropping.

The constant struggle to keep income flowing meant that she didn't have a whole lot of spare time, and one thing that had fallen to the wayside was trimming the nest of red curls between her legs. It wasn't as if anyone was going to see that anyway, as sex was something else that had dropped off the radar. She could barely see her hood ring through the bramble patch, let alone anything else.

Trimming, shaving, and some crunches were in order, but altogether, she wasn't falling apart too badly. A little of the show-off within her crept to the surface once more, and she cocked her hips, affecting a coquettish grin. The image smiling back at her caused her to laugh, and she pulled her shorts back up before walking away.

The money was too good to pass up. Barely ten minutes after hanging up the phone, she picked it up again to confirm that she was on board for the event.

****

Vanille pulled up behind a car waiting at the gate, her stomach full of butterflies. She'd been fine right up until turning onto the last gravel road, but now she felt as nervous as a virgin on prom night. The car ahead went through, and it was her turn. Here goes nothing.

The man in the booth — who was fully clothed — smiled when she pulled up. "I would guess that you're Vanille Melhart?"

She nodded. "That's me."

"Give me a second to give Matthew a call. He'll get you set up and going."

The butterflies went into a positive frenzy while the gatekeeper talked on his cell. Vanille swallowed hard when he stepped out and lifted the gate.

"You'll see the parking area just around that curve ahead. Matthew has his tent set up there, and he's waiting for you."

She didn't have long to wait after turning the corner before the reality of what she was doing hit her. The first thing she saw besides the many cars parked on the gravel lot was a nude, middle-aged couple walking away from their car, farther into the wooded area. A second later, Matthew stepped out of his tent.

He looked completely at ease as he walked toward her truck, a cock of average length swinging with his steps. The only thing he wore was a necklace of colored beads, and he was carrying a similar one.

"Last chance to back out," he said, and then laughed. "If you think you're still up for it, you can go ahead and get undressed, and I'll lead you to where you can set up."

She'd come this far, and the potential to make enough money to conscience taking a real day off pushed her over the edge. "I guess I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

His smile widened, and he held up the necklace. "Everything is priced on even half dollars or dollars. The white are fifty cents, red are a dollar, blue are five, and purple is ten. We can just take yours out when we pay you each day for how many you've collected. Wallets aren't exactly convenient, considering the dress code."

Her face a little red, Vanille accepted the necklace and said, "I guess not." She put the truck in park, steeled her nerves, and opened the door.

"There are some screens set up over there. Everybody here is a nudist, but that doesn't mean that they all like being watched while they undress. It's a little difficult to understand for someone on the outside, I'm sure."

"Thanks."

"I'll be here waiting."

Thinking that the butterflies in her stomach were going to cause her to take flight with their flapping, Vanille walked over to the screens. There were benches set up within each section, in order to sit down while removing pants, she assumed. She chose one that was open, and pulled the curtain closed.

Thinking it best to treat the whole thing like cold water, taking the shock all at once, she started pulling off clothing, trying not to think about it. Once nude, she picked up her clothes and looked at the closed curtain. Do or die time.

With a tremendous surge of willpower, she pulled back the curtain and strode out into the sun in her birthday suit. A man passing by nodded to her, but otherwise acted as if absolutely nothing was unusual. Matthew was much the same, and though the experience was somewhat disconcerting, it was also comforting. Nobody was leering at her, and everyone was just as naked.

Matthew pointed off to a gravel road leading into the trees. "That's the service road. Follow me, and I'll show you where to set up." He then started walking.

Vanille climbed into the truck, the sensation of her bare bottom on the vinyl seats novel, to say the least. She tossed her clothing in the passenger seat and put the truck in gear. The journey through the trees didn't take long, even following Matthew as he walked, but there was more than enough foliage to shield what lay beyond from the parking area. Once in the sunlight once more, she couldn't help a gasp.

A large clearing in the trees encircled a manicured lawn dotted with fruit trees and evergreens. A sparkling lake lay beyond, sporting a wide strip of beach. Everywhere she looked, there were naked people. Some were in the open showers, chatting as the cool water washed over them. The beach was well populated with people sunning themselves, while others swam or paddled in canoes.

Vanille got over her shock at the beauty of the place and followed Matthew's waved instructions to pull up on a gravel pad with electrical and water hookups. She stopped, looking in the mirror to make sure the truck was lined up properly, and then shut the engine down.

"What do you think?" Matthew asked as he walked up next to the window.

"Wow. It's beautiful."

"Thanks. It's taken a lot of years and a lot of money, but we're rather proud of the place. I'll leave you to open up for business. I'm sure you'll be busy as soon as you hang your shingle, and it will only pick up once word of mouth gets around."

Vanille climbed down out of the truck, and almost immediately saw the door of the trailer next to her open. A blonde woman in a long apron stepped out and waved. She then pulled off the apron, revealing that she was nude beneath.

"Elephant ears. Hot grease and naked skin don't go well together. Looks like we're neighbors."

Vanille chuckled, both at the woman's words and the absurdity of chatting while stark naked. "Looks like it."

"Karen."

"Vanille."

"What a beautiful name. First time?"

"Does it show?"

"A little. I actually got used to it before the first day was over a couple of years ago. The compliments are a little shocking at first, but they're about the same as someone complimenting your outfit, and it doesn't seem as strange after a while. Just relax, and I think you'll find out it's actually sort of fun."

"So, you're not a nudist?"

"I wasn't when I started, but after the first year, I'm trending that way. It's freeing. Where else can a forty-five-year-old woman be naked and not have people running for the hills?" She held out her hands to the side, framing a body holding up well for her age.

"How's the business?" Vanille asked as she walked to the back of the truck to open the doors. Keeping her mind focused on work helped to dull the strangeness of what she was doing.

"Wonderful. I guess not having to buy clothes leaves you with a lot of spare money. I make out better here in three days than I do at two or three county fairs. Not as much competition for one thing, and you have a semi-captive audience."

"That sounds promising," Vanille remarked with genuine enthusiasm.

"My next batch should be ready for turning, so I'll leave you to get set up. If you need anything, I'm right next door."

Vanille returned her wave, and then concentrated on the task of setting up. The first customers arrived before she was completely ready, beginning a very busy day.

****

"Doesn't she have the most perfect breasts, Harold? And that belly ring is simply darling."

"Mmm hmm," the woman's pudgy husband responded, and then pointed at his bowl with the spoon. "This is really good."

"Men. I swear," the woman said, and then rolled her eyes as she deposited her beads in the pleasantly full container and led her husband back to the beach to watch the sunset.

Vanille was amazed at how relaxed she was with people not only seeing her naked, but actually commenting on everything from her complexion to her hood ring. If anything, she was finding it exciting. Nudity might not be about sex to her customers, but she was having a little difficulty divorcing the two in her own mind.

Not everyone inspired that reaction, but there were certainly a handful of men whom she had to take care not to stare at for long. With such a wide variety on open display, finding something that appealed to her was almost a certainty.

The first time her nipples had stiffened upon noticing a well-endowed man, she'd discovered just how difficult it was to hide while nude.

With the sun setting, many people were congregating around the tents that had sprung up near the trees all day long. The stream of customers was trickling to a stop, but not before giving Vanille a handsome profit for the day. If the next two days went as well, she might very well be able to take more than one day off, or even buy something nice for herself for once.

"Looks like you had a good day," Karen remarked as she walked over from her trailer, pointing at the plastic jar full of beads.

"Well worth the trip."

"And no tan lines."

Vanille laughed, having grown fond of the older woman during chats between swarms of customers. "True."

"So, are you staying, or leaving and coming back in the morning?"

She still hadn't made up her mind upon arriving here, but the difficulty of packing up and the distance home had made the decision during the day. "Staying. I've got a tent in the truck."

"I'm always up early. I could wake you up, so you can have a shower."

"Sounds good."

"I've got some wine, too. Interested?"

"Absolutely."

Karen grinned. "I'll pull out some chairs and the citronella candles." She then nodded toward the lake and twitched her eyebrows. "Looks like you're not quite done for the day."

Oh boy, Vanille thought. The two blond young men had visited her table at least five times during the day, far more than anyone else. They were in the minority, as she guessed that most everyone else was thirty or over. The pair walking up were in their early twenties at the most. Muscular bodies and ample endowments meant that she was in for another hard fought battle to hide the powerful reaction they inspired in her.

"I think we're addicted," the first of the two, who had identified himself as Greg, said as he unhooked the clasp of his necklace to retrieve beads.

"Good for me," Vanille bantered, fighting the urge to look down at what was swinging between his legs while she dipped into the freezer to serve them.

"Never had anything like it," the other, named Brian, added.

"It's just homemade ice cream," she protested.

"Probably going to go broke and get fat on it," Brian said, as the pair deposited their beads.

Even though she knew that she shouldn't, Vanille couldn't help smiling and flirting a little. She leaned over and put her hands on the table, realizing only at the last second how much it was going to make her breasts sway and jiggle. "Should I cut you off?"

"No way," Greg said, and then laughed as the pair turned to walk into the deepening darkness.

Vanille couldn't hold back a quiet growl of arousal at the sight of two such perfect butts flexing.

"Me too."

Having not even noticed Karen walking up, Vanille started and covered her eyes with her hand in embarrassment.

Karen chuckled. "Nothing to be embarrassed about. It's all about admiring the beauty of the human body, and — mmm — that's certainly beautiful."

"You're terrible."

"I know. Let's put up our tents and have some wine."

Matthew arrived to exchange beads for cash shortly after the two women sat down to relax, further enhancing Vanille's good mood. Knowing what the beads represented was one thing. Having the money inside the fire safe in the truck was another.

On top of everything, not a single person had uttered her favorite phrase.

The two women sat chatting, admiring a beautiful sunset. The wine flowed freely, and they continued to talk into the night, lit by the glow of flickering citronella candles to help ward off mosquitoes.

It was quiet at first, and almost unnoticeable. The sound intruded in the conversation only for moments, impossible to decipher, and always coming from different quarters. It nagged at the edge of Vanille's consciousness, until one cry of higher volume finally registered.

When her eyes widened upon realizing that what she'd been hearing were sounds of passion, Karen noticed and laughed.

"Guess you finally heard, huh?"

"Well, yes," Vanille answered in a quiet voice. "I thought it wasn't about sex?"

"It isn't, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't happen. I suppose you can only be naked all the time for so long without things coming up." She lifted a finger, miming an erect penis. "There's sort of an unwritten rule that nothing happens while the sun is shining, or out in the open. Once the sun's down and everyone's in their tents..."




Double Dip



A warbling yelp, far louder than any of the sounds thus far split the night.

Karen gestured toward where the sound had originated.

"At least someone's getting some," Vanille mumbled, her voice full of mock jealousy. Of course, there was some real envy beneath the playfulness, as it had been several months since she'd been with anyone. 

Karen yawned. "And on that note, I think I'm going to bed. A girl can only listen to that for so long before she starts getting depressed. You?"

Vanille swirled her cup of wine. "Think I'll finish this."

"I'll see you in the morning, then. Good night."

"Night," Vanille responded.

It was almost surreal, sitting naked in a lawn chair with a cup of wine in hand, watching the moonlight sparkle on the lake. A couple of weeks ago, she couldn't even have imagined she would ever be here — let alone feeling as comfortable as she did. Perhaps there was more to her streak in college than she'd thought.

Mellow from the wine, she dozed off, but only for a few minutes. When a bug flying close by her ear snapped her back into wakefulness, she stretched and opened her eyes, preparing to rise.

The sight of the two young men standing in front of her caused her to start. A split second later, she realized that she was sitting with her legs parted and her head leaned back, thrusting her breasts upward. Lit by a combination of moonlight and firelight, she was on full display for the pair in front of her.

The smiles on David's and Greg's faces hinted that they'd enjoyed the show.

Vanille drew her knees together, trying not to make the motion too obvious, in order to hide her embarrassment. "Little late for ice cream, isn't it?"

"I don't know. A double dip sounds really good about now," David said. He then turned to his friend, and the grins on their faces grew wider.

"You're lucky I'm such a sweet girl," she said as she stood. Naturally, having such strapping younger men admiring her was the real reason. It felt good, and was more than worth the effort of dishing them up a couple of bowls before bed.

Vanille pulled back the tarp hanging around her awning, opened the back door of the truck and climbed in, her body once again responding to the pair. They followed her and stood in the doorway waiting while she retrieved bowls and spoons. Between the wine and her arousal, she felt the desire to show off a little. Rather than kneeling to reach into the cabinets, she bent over instead. Nerves kept her from peeking to see if they were looking, though she had the sensation of eyes upon her.

There was only a little left from the last batch, but it was enough for a couple of bowls. She opened the freezer and retrieved the container — once again bending over to stick out her butt. When she straightened and turned around, both men lifted their eyes slowly, making no effort to hide that her show hadn't went without an audience.

David's eyes roved down from her face for a moment. "Little cold, huh?"

"Well, it is a freezer," she managed to say, a chill running up her spine from knowing that he was looking at her stiff nipples.

It was then that she noticed.

The two impressive cocks she'd been sneaking glances of all day were noticeably larger, and no longer dangling. Instead, they were steadily rising upward. The sight was almost mesmerizing. So much so that she didn't realize how long she was openly staring.

"Getting a little warm out here," Greg said, snapping her out of a trance and flooding her face with warmth.

Vanille's heart beat fast. She might have been able to pass off the looks as some curious nudist admiration, but the erect cocks now bobbing only a couple of feet away spoke of something entirely different.

Are they actually turned on? Both of them?

Even her mini fantasies throughout the day had never dared to go there. She'd never been with more than one man at once, though it had always been an incredibly arousing thought. Still a little doubtful, she decided to play it safe, and handed over the bowls.

David dipped his spoon almost immediately, but rather than bringing it to his mouth, he asked, "Do you want a bite?"

The faint tingling she'd felt between her legs all day whenever the pair came around spiked into an electric pulse as wetness flooded her sex. The look on David's face spoke very clearly of hunger — and not for ice cream. This was one fantasy in which she had indulged, and having a man feed her always set her on fire.

She smiled — hoping against hope that she wasn't dreaming or imagining things. "Sure."

David extended the spoon to her lips, and she parted them. The taste of vanilla awakened her taste buds, even as her flames of passion soared higher. He withdrew the spoon slowly, and she sucked it. A small kissing sound accompanied the spoon finally leaving her lips.

"How about another?" Greg asked, his spoon already moving toward her lips.

Vanille drew in a deep breath and nodded, repeating the sexy display. A little bit of ice cream clinging to the back of the spoon near the handle dribbled onto her chin.

"Whoops," Greg said, and chuckled. He used the spoon to gather up the dollop, and with his eyes locked on hers, brought the spoon to his own lips.

She couldn't suppress the shiver that vision inspired.

"One more?" David asked, not waiting for an answer either. As he moved the spoon toward her lips, he tipped it quite purposely, making no effort to hide what he was doing.

Vanille gasped as chilly vanilla cream spattered on her right breast and nipple.

His voice deep and full of seduction, David asked, "Want me to get that?" He gave his cock a squeeze at the same time.

"Oh yes," she answered in a voice barely above a whisper.

He leaned in, his tongue curling around the stiff point of her nipple. Vanille sucked in a quavering breath, and then moaned when he closed his lips around her.

Greg guided her to look at him, and her eyelids fluttered open. "Don't think I quite got all of that."

She nearly swooned when he kissed her, but had enough presence of mind for her tongue to join in a dance with his. All the while, David continued to suck her nipple. Somehow, in the midst of the kiss, Greg managed to drip a full spoon of ice cream on her opposite nipple. A choked off yelp escaped her from the shock as his lips left hers to find the creamy bud.

Panting for breath, she twined her fingers into the hair of the two young studs worshiping her breasts. Then, in a near simultaneous motion, both men released her. She whimpered in disappointment, but the lusty looks the pair gave her indicated that the fun was hardly over.

One of Greg's hands squeezed her butt while David took her hand, kneeling and tugging downward at the same time. Her legs feeling weak anyway, she sank down to the grass on her knees. Strong hands then guided her to lie down.

Her back arched as twin, heaped spoonfuls of ice cream dribbled over her breasts. Rivulets of the chilly cream ran down the globes, and the two finally put down their bowls. With them so close on opposite sides of her, she couldn't resist any longer. She reached out, gliding her fingers over both erect phalluses.

"Oh my god," Vanille whispered in a rush. They were both as hard as stone beneath her fingers, and felt even harder when she curled the digits around the throbbing shafts. She had only a brief moment to enjoy the sensation before both men pulled away to recline, leaning over her body. 

Tongues swirled over her breasts, lapping up the cream. Lips closed over her stiff nipples, sucking hard and making her whimper. Again and again, the spoons rose over her, cascading the homemade confection over her skin. Cold cream and hot mouths teased and tantalized her, making her writhe on the grass.

Lost in a fog of pleasure, she wasn't ready.

A sharp gasp escaped her when a spoonful of icy cream spattered over her wet heat. Her swollen clit throbbed as the cream meandered between her nether lips, mingling with the wetness already there. David lifted his mouth from her sticky breast, giving her a perfect view of Greg slipping between her legs.

"Oh please, yes," Vanille murmured when the handsome young man hovered over her mound, looking into her eyes and smiling.

An inarticulate cry burst from her lips — stifled, but still loud enough to make her flush with embarrassment. His tongue traced the full length of her nether lips, gathering up the cream. Then, it wriggled between to the center of her pleasure.

She trembled as if from an inner earthquake, panting whimpers tumbling from her lips. Though sweat was beginning to bead on her forehead, chills ran all through her body. Young the man between her legs might be, but he was far from inexperienced. From the moment his tongue touched her, she was in a state of bliss.

David chuckled. "Looks like she likes that."

"So good. Don't stop," Vanille enthusiastically confirmed.

Greg let out a chuckling moan between her legs, his tongue slipping beneath her hood at the same time.

Vanille yelped from the direct assault, her eyes popping wide open. David knee-walked past her, and she saw the spoon he held at the same time as Greg noticed it. An almost evil grin spread across his face as he lifted his mouth from her folds and used his thumb to pull back her hood.

"Oh no. No," she whimpered as the spoon centered over her. Though she struggled against Greg's muscular body holding her leg to the ground, her efforts were weak. Deep down, she wanted what she knew was about to happen.

A spoonful taken directly from the center of the bowl, still almost completely frozen, dropped directly onto her sensitive bud.

There was no holding back the yelp that escaped her, but the shock was sufficient to overwhelm any sense of shame. Breathless from the vocal explosion, she shivered, her mouth open in a silent scream. Before she could recover, Greg's lips locked over her clit once more.

Rendered senseless to anything except the exquisite pleasure once again, her head lashed back and forth on the ground beyond her control. At her side, she could hear David offering amused encouragement to his friend, but she couldn't make out a single word. A knot somewhere between a tingle and an itch built beneath her mound, the first hints of an approaching climax.

Greg's tongue delved deep inside her, offering respite for her pleasure-fogged mind, and allowing her eyes to open. Finding control over her voice again, she looked down at the gorgeous man between her legs and said, "So good."

"That's some sweet pussy," he responded before suckling her folds between his lips.

"You want something sweet, too?"

Vanille shifted her gaze toward David just as he dripped ice cream directly onto the head of his cock.

"Damn," he exclaimed, and stiffened. After blowing out a hard breath, he knee-walked closer, his ice cream covered cock twitching next to her lips.

She didn't hesitate in the slightest.

Vanille moaned around the big cock in her mouth, delighting in David's grunts. A far different, tangier taste mingled with the sweet vanilla, evidencing a drop of pre-cum seeping from the tip into her eager mouth. She braced her elbows beneath her, lifting her body from the earth so she could take him deeper.

"Oh hell yeah. You know how to suck a dick. You like it, don't you?"

"Mmm hmm," she responded without slowing.

It was everything she could have imagined, and more. She had a hard young cock in her mouth, throbbing from her ministrations. An equally perfect man was between her legs, lapping her with the eager gusto of youth, but the skill of a man far older. Her pleasure mounted, and soon she had trouble concentrating on the hard organ between her lips.

An especially sharp jolt of pleasure caused her to cry out, David's cock slipping from between her lips. Her elbows slipped from beneath her, and she fell to the grass once more. Her hands lifted to her breasts, squeezing them and pinching the nipples.

"Think you're about to get her off," 

"Oh god yes. Please don't stop," Vanille begged.

"You gonna come?" David asked.

Her voice rising in both pitch and volume as she hovered at the cusp of oblivion, she answered, "I'm going to come so hard."

Greg's lips centered over her clit, drawing folds, hood, and the swollen nub between them. He sucked hard, his tongue teasing in what seemed to be everywhere at once, and she came.

Vanille had just enough presence of mind to slap a hand hard over her mouth, stifling the scream of ecstasy as she exploded in orgasm. Her body convulsed, clawed fingers digging into the earth. Her thighs snapped together, trapping Greg's head between them, holding his mouth against her. She had never come so hard in her life, and thought for a moment that she was going to black out from the pleasure.

Previously tight muscles went limp as the first climactic wave released her, and Greg jerked his head from between her legs.

"Damn," he chuckled after catching his breath.

Vanille jolted from the cooler air kissing her hot pussy, setting off another wave of pleasure. Untouched, she continued to come, panting for breath and whimpering for what felt like an eternity. At last, her orgasm settled into aftershocks.

She was dripping with sweat and still twitching when David said, "Eiffel Tower, dude," and held out his hand over her.

Greg slapped his hand against his friend's and laughed. "Your turn."

Having barely come down from the most intense orgasm of her life, Vanille realized that it was only beginning.

She swallowed hard and pointed with a trembling hand toward the truck. "Water."

"Sucked her dry, man," Greg said, and then gave his friend a thumbs-up before rising to enter the truck.

David slipped an arm beneath her back and helped her sit up. He gave her breast a squeeze and said, "You've got great tits. I don't know how I kept from having a raging hardon all day."

Said erection was well within reach, and Vanille didn't squander the opportunity. She wrapped her fingers around it, once again amazed by the girth and hardness. "God, you have a gorgeous cock. Both of you."

"Hot as that mouth is, there's somewhere I'd much rather put it."

Vanille gasped, her body tensing and a fresh rush of wetness flooding her sex. "There's somewhere I'd much rather have it."

"Hell yeah," Greg said as he emerged from the truck and handed over a cup of water.

Vanille drank, soothing her throat, and drained the glass dry. Her fingers never uncurled from around David's throbbing erection.

He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Ready to have that pussy stuffed?"

"Oh yes, I want it."

Greg made a curious gesture, placing the heels of his hands together into an L shape. David nodded and reclined.

"Ride him and suck me?"

The thought of being filled from both ends by hard young cock was enough to steal her voice again. She nodded, moving to straddle David almost before she could form the thought. He wasn't wasting any time either, and stood his cock straight up as soon as she was over it. Greg's cock loomed in her peripheral vision, inches from her lips as she guided David inside her.

A deep, almost animalistic growl rumbled in the back of Vanille's throat as she sank down on David's big cock. She was soaking wet, and he slid easily inside her, filling her so full. Once every delightful inch was buried inside her, she started to move her hips in slow circles and turned toward Greg. He fed her his cock as soon as she parted her lips.

David bucked his hips up toward her as she stirred his cock inside her. Greg's hand fisted in her hair, and he tugged her forward and back while she engulfed him in her mouth. She couldn't handle more than half without gagging, but he seemed perfectly content with that. David helped hold her upright with one arm, while the other snaked over her thigh and found her clit.

Vanille whimpered and moaned around Greg's cock, her excitement building rapidly. David's fingers were every bit as talented as Greg's tongue, and she was stuffed full of his cock at the same time. Both men were groaning, evidence that she wasn't the only one thoroughly enjoying the experience. Greg's fingers tightened in her hair, and he took over.

She'd never had anyone fuck her mouth before, and it startled her at first. As if on cue, David moved his hand from her clit to her ass, shifting his body at the same time. She moved in response to the pressure, and her eyes widened when he started thrusting up into her.

She was being taken, two cocks driven by muscular bodies having their way with her. Though the tip of Greg's cock sometimes poked into her throat, causing her to croak, the feeling of being ravaged overcame any discomfort. It was as if the pair could read her mind, finding every fantasy she'd ever had, and fulfilling it to perfection.

The chilly itch of climax was beginning to swell when David's butt dropped to the ground and he took several fast breaths. Vanille started grinding her pussy on him again, but the two men had other ideas.

Greg pulled his cock out of her mouth and said, "Doggy style."

With great reluctance, she lifted her hips, letting David slip from her clinging sheath. An almost desperate moan escaped her as an aching void replaced the wonderful fullness, but it didn't last long. David scooted from beneath her, and Greg grabbed her ass as soon as she spun to lower her hands to the ground.

"Now that's an ass," Greg said, and gave it a slap.

Vanille gasped and looked back over her shoulder to watch Greg move closer, the tip of his cock pressing against her nether lips. A moment later, she was full of hard cock again, and another filled her vision.

David's cock glistened in the light as it moved closer. The thought of tasting herself on him caused her to hesitate for a moment, but when the mushroom tip tapped against her lips, they parted of their own volition. Surprisingly, the scent of her own arousal and the taste of her juices had the opposite effect she might have expected. After the first burst of flavor, she sucked enthusiastically for every delicious drop.

"Your pussy taste good?"

Vanille let him pop from her lips just long enough to say, "I love it," before engulfing him in her mouth again.

"That's fucking hot," David growled, his hands coming to rest on the back of her head.

"Fuck, that pussy's tight," Greg growled as he pounded her. His balls slapped against her as his cock thrust deep, nearly to the entrance of her womb. "And that ass," he added before spanking it again.

Greg mimicked David's action, rubbing her clit as he fucked her. Already creeping toward climax, she soared from the power of his thrusts and his nimble fingers. Cries she couldn't contain prevented her from keeping her lips locked around David's cock, and he opted to squeeze her breasts, his hard, saliva-slick cock still twitching before her eyes.

Vanille's toes began to curl as she drew ever closer to an explosion. Greg pounded her hard, rocking her body forward until her forehead was tapping against David's cock. Before she could reach the point of no-return, Greg slowed. She could hear him breathing hard and cursing under his breath.

Desperate to come, Vanille begged, "Please don't stop. Please don't stop. So close."

Greg growled when she squeezed her intimate muscles around him and pushed her butt back at him. "Hang on. Too close to busting a nut."

"Please. Give it to me. Come inside me."

"Ah, hell yeah," Greg said, his voice full of excitement. His fingers dug into her hips and he drove his cock into her depths with full force once again.

Hearing how much it turned her young lover on, she continued to encourage him. "I want it. I want your cum. I'm going to come too. Fuck me hard."

"You want that load up in you?" Greg asked, his voice tight.




Double Dip



Now mindless of how her voice might carry, she answered, "Give it to me!" The last word turned into a squeal as she teetered on the brink.

Greg's cock invaded her depths a few more times, each accompanied by a grunt of effort, and then he let out an explosive growl. With his cock buried to the hilt inside her, pulsing as it pumped her full of cum, Vanille came as well.

Squeezed tight around him, she could feel every contour and throb of the big cock inside her. She let out a sound somewhere between a moan and a squeal as the waves of beautiful agony assaulted her.

"Shit. Still coming," Greg grunted as his hips pumped haltingly.

Vanille came hard, every throb of his manhood setting her off again. Her arms turned to jelly, and she sank face down into the grass. Above her, she dimly heard David chuckle and say, "Damn."

When she felt Greg jerking his cock free, she moaned the word, "No," and then whimpered. Letting her knees slide apart, she lay down on the ground and curled up. Still within the grip of orgasm, she twitched from the pulses of ecstasy flowing through her.

"Holy shit. That was good. Guess you get real sloppy seconds this time," Greg said, and then let out a weak chuckle.

Vanille rolled over on her back, feeling the mingled cream inside her already seeking an exit. She was greeted by the sight of David's cock — rock hard and ready.

"You ready for some more?"

She shuddered and clamped her knees together for a moment — but only for a moment. "Oh god, give it to me," she answered as she parted her legs wide.

Obviously as excited as his friend, David was moving before she even finished answering. Vanille groaned as his cock slid deep into her cream-filled pussy. "Oh, fill me up."

"Fuck yeah," he said as he started thrusting.

Though her face flushed from the flatulent sounds his cock made as it penetrated her, the thought of what caused them overcame any embarrassment. David was pumping his cock into her, already filled with Greg's cum. Still twitching on the tail end of her previous orgasm, she felt another building rapidly.

"Want a taste?"

Greg held his half hard cock toward her lips, and Vanille answered by slipping a hand to his rock-hard butt and tugging him toward her. As soon as he was within reach, she teased his balls with her tongue, lapping up the dribbles of cum. David's cock slammed into her, rocking her body and making it difficult, but she managed to lick and suck Greg's member almost clean before he jerked away.

"Holy shit. Enough of that," Greg gasped out.

David pushed her knees a little farther back, leaning over her as she licked her lips. Vanille yelped and cried out, "Ah, yeah," as his hard young cock slipped along her clit. The angle was perfect for his hardness to tantalize the sensitive bud for almost the full length of every hard, fast stroke.

Her breasts bounced and her breathing quickened. The embers of approaching release she'd felt previously exploded into a bonfire, shocking her. Her eyes popped wide open as she realized that she was on the verge of coming so soon.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh god!"

"Mmm — fuck yeah," David growled in response.

The words emerged in a breathless rush, barely above a whisper but a couple of octaves above normal. "Harder! Faster! Give it to me!"

David appeared to be up to the suggestion. His cock pounded into her, grunts of effort accompanying each thrust. Sweat beaded on his gorgeous, muscled body, matching hers, which already ran with rivulets. The mingled cum inside her spattered on both of their bodies.

It hit her without warning.

A full voiced scream she couldn't contain in the slightest accompanied the first wave of orgasmic energy ripping through her. It continued, warbling as he ravaged her climaxing body. The beautiful agony claimed her mercilessly, spiking with each thrust of his hard cock.

Then she came again.

The first orgasm hadn't even begun to dull when the second took her. It was no mere spike, but a second eruption. She'd heard of multiple orgasms, but she'd never thought to experience one. Her mind was a fog of almost painful pleasure that seemed to encompass every square inch of her. Her vision dimmed, going dark at the edges. Cries that she barely realized were her own burst from her lips, and she just kept coming.

David's growl sounded as if it was echoing from inside a small empty room, but she heard it. "Gonna cum."

The final thrust slammed into her depths, and she swore she could feel the jets of cum hitting her cervix. Every muscle in her body tightened. Her toes curled and her fingers turned into claws. David's cock pulsed and throbbed in the vicelike grip of her pussy. Satiated beyond her wildest dreams, Vanille reveled in the aftershocks rippling through her body. 

He finally jerked free when he couldn't take it any more, strands of mingled cum spattering on his washboard abs. Vanille groaned in protest, her throat dry and scratchy from screaming as she came.

Filled with a double dip of cream — if not the iced kind — Vanille let out a languid chuckle as the words bubbled up in her head.

We all scream for ice cream.



Double Dip



"Oh god that feels good." She moaned as he entered her hard. He withdrew and thrust again, making her groan. She loved the feeling of a large cock, sliding in and filling her to the hilt. 

His lips and tongue were on her throat and as he thrust again he nipped her skin. She cried out, "Yes, more," arching her neck, inviting him to taste more.

He shuddered and moaned in her ear then started to build a rhythm. He reached down and pulled her leg up over his hip and settled his chest on hers, pinning her to the bed. 

Burying his head in her shoulder he quickened his pace.

"Hard and fast baby, fuck me hard," She moaned, pressing her hands firmly into back. 

"oh fuck!" He exclaimed as he made one last thrust and came. His body tensing as he pushed as deep as he could.

For a few moments he stayed that way, catching his breath. As he slid off her he asked, "Are you sure I can't stay, we could do that all over again?"

"Sorry babe, I told you, I have dinner with my parents tonight, I can't" she replied. 

It wasn't the complete truth, in fact far from it. She just wanted to treat herself to a bath and a Kopperberg.

She got up from the bed and wrapped herself in her silk robe. He made a pouty face, but reached for his jeans and slowly got dressed. Her bed was a mess of tangled sheets and smelt of sex. As he pulled his t-shirt over his head she opened her door. He reached for her, pulling her into him and began kissing her. His lips searching, begging, his hands reaching to untie her robe to touch her again. As he pressed her into the door, she realised that he wasn't turning her on. She pulled away and shook her head. He was still trying on his puppy dog look as the door closed in his face.

Her deep tub in the bathroom called to her, and with her lack of orgasm, a play with her latest sex toy addition, Mr Big.

As the water cascaded into the bath there was a knock at her door. "Seriously, don't you get the message" she groaned, shutting the off the water.

Opening the door, ready to give the guy a serve for leaving her be, she was shocked to find someone else at the door.

He smiled the familiar thousand watt cheeky grin at her "Surprise!"

Elated and excited she rushed at him. He caught her and held her close, kissing her lips softly and walking her backwards inside the door.

"What a nice surprise" she purred, her skin suddenly awakening and aching for him to touch her.

He looked down at her, assessing, and then pulled back from her embrace. His jaw tensed and his eyes darkened. She suddenly realised her state of undress and the possible smell of sex.

"You've been with someone else?" He said softly, cocking his head to one side.

She went to deny, to lie, but his finger traced a path down her neck to the bite mark on her throat. She began to back away, stumbling over her apology. He caught her waist, pulling her into his chest and then backed her up against the lounge room wall. He tilted her chin up to make her look in his eyes. They were black with desire, power and greed. His hunger for whatever he had in mind was hypnotic and made her gasp out a "Yes!"

"I'm going to make you forget" he whispered and then covered her mouth with his.

He kissed her passionately, causing her body to arch into his. He hissed as her hips met his and his already hard cock. 

Expertly he untied the knot in her robe and slid the sash out of the loops. He took her hands and placed them behind her back and firmly tied them together with the sash. 

He bent and kissed her again, pushing the robe off her shoulders, restricting her arms further.

"Did you come baby? Did he make your body quiver as it is now?" He asked so softly she almost couldn't hear. He trailed his tongue down her throat. He paused over the small bite mark took a large amount of skin in and sucked hard "My mark is bigger" he stated and continued to work down her chest to capture her nipples in his teeth. In those few intense moments, he did indeed have her quivering with delight. The feel of his tongue and teeth against her skin was making her wet, she could feel her own juices on her thighs. He continued his torture on her other breast, tender one second and harsh the next making her cry out. 

He grazed his teeth up the other side of her neck and then caught her face in his hands, forcing her to look up at him.

"Did he wear a condom? Did he come inside you?" She nodded, not willing to take the chance of not telling the truth. His gaze was fixed and jaw tense

"Did he make you come?' he demanded

She shook her head and was relieved to see a smile play on his lips "Good, because that's for me to do."

He pulled her away from the wall and led her towards the couch. It was high backed with high cushions. He turned her around, "Bend over the couch" he demanded huskily.

She shuffled her feet wider and then bent over the couch. He held firmly onto her tied hands, stopping her from toppling over.

His lifted the back of the robe and bunched it up her back, running his free hand down her back and over her thighs, tantalisingly close to her hot, wet pussy.

A sharp slap made her cry out, more from the shock than the pain. Then his fingers found her swollen clit and she heard him moan as he felt how wet she was.

"Is this all for me baby, or was some of that for him?" he murmured.

"Just for you, he didn't make me come, didn't make me wet" she gasped the pleasure intensifying as he circled his thumb over and around her swollen clit.

"Good" he replied and suddenly all sensation stopped.

She heard shuffling of clothes, and then felt the hardness of his cock against her hip

"I'm going to fuck you now, so you know who is best, and then when we're done I will wash you so I can lick those fucking amazing pussy lips of yours. Right now, I just want to claim you, I want you to come and I want to hear you come loudly."

Before she could say anything he had thrust inside her. God he was so big. He filled her, he was thick and full and was hitting a spot she never thought she had.

He withdrew and thrust again, hitting the spot that made her legs tremble and her moan against the cushions.

He began a steady pace, each time hitting her G-spot. Sending electric sensations through her body. She arched her back into him, wanting to feel more of him inside her. 

He stroked her tight pussy with his cock,, building up then slowing it down. Teasing her, making her pussy quiver. She could feel her orgasm, so close. He must have felt her muscles start to clench because just as the first wave began he reached around her front and pinched her swollen clit between his fingers. 

She came, and came loudly, grinding her hips into his, greedy for more of him. As he thrust he untied her hands "Hold on to something baby, this is going to be hard and fast"

She barley had time to grasp the edge of the couch as he pounded his cock inside her. His fingers pressing deep into her hips. She felt another orgasm building and as he pushed deep in her one last time she came, her pussy spasaming around his cock, milking him.

She lay over the back of the couch, legs trembling, pussy pulsing, chest heaving, arms shaking.

He pulled down her robe and helped her stand. He turned her towards him and kissed her gently on the mouth.

"You ok?" he asked

She nodded and smiled "More than yes" she replied softly.

He laughed "Well. I didn't quite expect that to happen!"

She shook her head and smiled "Neither did I"

"Fancy a shower?" He asked, eyes gleaming, heating her skin.

"How about a bath instead" she suggested and took his hand to lead him to the steamy water.



Double Dip Anniversary



Rubbing his hard cock lightly through his khakis, he waited for the red light to change. He stared at the red burning bulb, his mind terribly distracted. Tonight would be a huge risk. They'd been experimenting, exploring, taking things further, but this, well this could cost him dearly or get him off in a whole new way. The thought of success was so enticing, he had to try it despite the chances of a major fail.

The light changed, but it wasn't until the car beside him moved, that he stirred from his thoughts and gassed the car through the intersection. Driving home, he thought about the days when he didn't think he'd make his fifth anniversary. After three years of marriage, they'd run into a lot of problems. They'd fought, avoided each other, and he'd had far more dates with his hand than his wife. 

When things really blew up, they took a night and sat talking over coffee, letting everything out. A few hours in, he thought it was over. After listing all their gripes, they sat and stared at each other not saying a word for nearly an hour. When finally she spoke again, she said simply, "I still love you."

He hadn't been sure and hearing it that night, after all the bad words and trying months, he felt like some huge second wind had come up behind him and lifted him to new heights. He'd gotten up, kneeled in front of her, and said, "I still love you too."

They'd spent the rest of the night listing good things about their lives then started sharing dreams, which led into sexual fantasies. He smiled as he thought of that night. It was like a chance to talk her up anew and re-dream of what their life together could be like.

When she told him details about one of her secret sexual fantasies, he'd listened intently. Testing their new truce, he quickly agreed to it all and they'd enjoyed making her fantasy a reality before daybreak. It unleashed an abundance of hidden fantasies in both of them.

As they struggled to work through their problems together, they rewarded each other in the bedroom. Over time, they'd learned to share their desires in bed, speak of them more openly, and even created some together.

Driving the last few blocks home slowly, he went over and over the guidelines they'd set. He was in charge of their anniversary celebration and she wanted everything about it to be new - different foods, places, clothes - everything. They'd decided to try to make it a night to set the tone for even more explorations in their future years.

He'd been surprised how willing she'd been to add new elements to their lives; from little things like brands of products to big decisions like living on less to pay off bills. They both really made some changes and both applied the same rigor in the bedroom. The day she'd shyly asked him to fuck her ass, he'd nearly cum in his shorts. Even now, thinking about those words dropping from her mouth, made his cock jerk.

Arriving home early, he left the car parked in the driveway. The garage was full of things he'd been gathering for their celebration. An all new evening was a tough order, especially on the limited budget they had both agreed to follow. Over the last few weekends, he'd been hitting a lot of flea markets and garage sales. He had everything set to transform their garage and deliver a little themed step back in time.

Briefly entering the house, he dropped his briefcase, threw on work clothes, and grabbed a beer. In the garage, he pulled the tarp off the mysterious growing pile of stuff. As it had grown, he'd made her promise not to peek. She had enjoyed his secrecy and ongoing secret missions. Putting things together, he knew if nothing else, she would appreciate his efforts.

At least he really hoped she would.

*****

She was in the break room slumped on the couch, a few others chattered away at the big table a few yards away. They didn't bother her. In fact, she was scarcely aware of them. Work had been a struggle all day as her mind wandered to the night's festivities.

This morning they'd only shared a quick kiss and anniversary greeting because he had to rush to work, or so he claimed. He'd been sneaking off a lot lately, and she knew it was for their anniversary. Her curiosity about his plans had been growing every single day since they'd agreed he would do everything.

When she'd gone out to her car in the morning, she couldn't resist looking over at the tarp covered lump in the garage that had been steadily growing for weeks. Even with walking slowly around it, the shape revealed nothing. She'd been checking balances on their cards and accounts and there were no extra withdrawals. He had been absolutely close lipped about it, not offering a single clue. She had never been so eager for any of their anniversaries before.

Checking her watch, she noticed only a few minutes of her break remained. Unfortunately, it was still hours before she could head home. Hard as she tried to put it out of her mind, she could not. She'd been distracted all day and frequently lost herself to steamy scenes she'd shared with him lately. 

Hopes for something even more steamy had left her pussy wet many times throughout the day. She'd even thought about calling him to tell him, yet couldn't find the nerve. Even as they'd explored so much more in bed lately, she still felt it should be private, like they were deviants or something. It had been so hard to open up to him about her desires, and still, there was so much more she was holding back.

Getting up slowly, she stretched, and forced herself back to work. She had tons of paperwork to complete still; her boss had already noted errors in her earlier work. Taking a deep breath, she vowed to stay focused.

It wasn't but twenty minutes later when her hands sat motionless on her keyboard and her mind pictured him stepping out of the shower this morning. Water glistened on his tanned skin and more than anything she'd wanted to put her hands on his hairy chest and push him back into their large tiled shower. Smiling to herself, she wondered if there were any positions they hadn't yet tried in there. 

Despite frequent lusty daydreams, she did manage to get her work done and even reviewed it before leaving it on her boss' desk. Gathering her things, she couldn't remember a workday ever seeming longer. Her excitement too much contain, she walked past the elevators and bolted down the stairs, taking them two at a time, and happily blowing off some nervous energy. Walking briskly out of the building and across the lot to her car, she smiled broadly and felt so lucky to be eagerly awaiting her fifth wedding anniversary celebration.

*****

Opening up a piece of mint gum, Tom leaned on the back of his truck parked a few doors down from Dan's house, his boss of nearly four months. Tossing the gum in his mouth, he chewed it quickly as he always did when he was nervous. He checked his watch again, about two minutes after he'd checked it earlier. According to Dan, timing was crucial. 

Tom stood, straightened his tie, and then walked to check his hair in the side mirror. Running his hand over his hair, he wondered why he was so nervous. He didn't mind that Dan was his boss. It wasn't any long term job he feared losing and he had been looking forward to this deliveryman gig. Stepping back to the tailgate, he thought maybe it was Dan's behavior that made him nervous, like he could be an innocent bystander when things exploded.

After taking a few deep breaths, he opened his tailgate and rolled back his truck bed cover slightly. He put on the last bit of the costume Dan had given him earlier and then closed up his truck. Placing his chewed gum back in the wrapper, he put it in his pocket and began walking slowly to the house. 

Taking his time, he breathed deeply and tried to relax. Waiting out at the edge of the lawn a couple minutes, he kept an eye on his watch. He timed it nearly to the second, knocking on the small door at the side of the garage promptly at seven.

Inside he heard Dan exclaim, "That must be the deliveryman with your present!"

*****

She looked at her husband and asked, "I thought all this was my present!"

"Oh no, our New to the Seventies Night has barely begun Mandy. Just remember you like it so far and give me a little a leeway here okay?"

She grinned and cocked her head, ever so curious about what else he had in store. They were already on their second bottle of Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill wine and she was feeling ready for anything in their garage turned groovy and utterly tasteless seventy's pad.

She watched as Dan went to the door and opened it. There stood a really hot younger guy also dressed in a tight crazily patterned shirt, thick ugly tie, and bell bottom jeans. In addition, he had a big red ribbon around his neck. 

She laughed and walked over and said, "I don't get it, what are you delivering?"

"Hello Mandy," he said and held his hand out, "I'm Tom, your anniversary present."

Her jaw dropped and she stood staring at him as he held his hand out. She was gripped with surprise, then embarrassment, then utter shyness. Absolutely terrified about what Dan had told him about her, she bolted out of the garage and into the house. Once the door closed behind her, she stood with her back against the wall and tried to settle down. With a little time to herself, she suddenly realized all she'd done was chicken out. 

Dan came inside then, startling her. He put his hand on her shoulder and said, "I'm sorry Mandy, I can ask him to leave..."

She looked at Dan and felt nervous as she asked, "Do you want me to..."

He put his finger on her lips and said, "I want you to do what you want. If you don't want this, neither do I. I thought another partner would really open things up for us, and well, I sure would like to be in your ass with him in your pussy."

"Two at once?" she exclaimed, "Oh that is so much more than..."

"Okay, okay, I'll send him home, I'm sorry, I took it too far then," he said and put his hand on the doorknob.

Without a thought, she stepped forward and put her hand on his and said, "No wait."

He stood, staring at her, thrilled she'd even give it a thought.

Looking at his hand on the knob, she took deep breaths then said, "I'm so nervous."

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her and whispered, "Your call Mandy, I'm feeling some nerves too, but I think if we can get over them, we'll have some very new kind of fun tonight for sure."

She giggled and replied, "How about we all have a glass of that crappy wine and see how it goes?"

"Sounds good to me Mandy," he said and opened the door.

Walking in slowly behind her, he gave Tom a quick wink. This was one of many possible responses they'd covered. He had a few more tricks up his sleeve yet. She apologized to Tom and invited him to sit down. As he plopped down on one of many old beanbag chairs around the big square of brightly colored deep shag carpeting, Dan handed them all glasses of wine.

Showing more boldness than he'd expected, Mandy held up her glass and said to the men, "Here's to new things."

They toasted and as Mandy sipped her glass, the men, as planned, quickly chugged their wine, then set the glasses down and began undressing. As Mandy watched, surprised and fascinated, they took off items nearly as if mirrors of the other. They both tossed their ties away with the same flip action in the same direction. When they began unbuttoning their shirts in synchronized exaggerated movements, she began laughing, knowing they'd rehearsed it.

Sipping her wine, she felt herself quickly surrender to whatever else they had planned and enjoyed as they pulled off their ugly 70's shirts. These too were thrown away in the same patterned manner. For their white undershirts however, they moved forward and kneeled in front of her with their arms up.

She laughed, finished off her wine, and set the glass aside. Looking over both men, she opted to pull the shirt off her husband first. Moving in close to him, she pulled his shirt free then hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear, "You're not going to let me chicken out, are you?"

"I just work here ma'am," he replied.

She giggled and kissed his cheek, then emboldened by the wine and the laughter, moved to Tom and pulled up on his shirt. Once the fabric was up over his head, she left it there, and ran her hand slowly down his pale slightly sunken chest to his belt buckle. His light skin ran smooth and hairless over his very lean body. It was obvious he was a runner. His arms still up and his face covered by the fabric of his t-shirt, Tom said, "Just remember, I'm the ugly one with the little dick."

She burst out laughing and looked over at Dan. Unfastening Tom's belt, she said to her husband, "You thought of everything, didn't you?"

He shrugged, his eyes lustfully drinking her in. 

Staring at Dan, she deftly removed Tom's belt and opened the fly of his jeans and pulled them down until they fell to the floor. He stepped out them and slid off his loafers. She stood and pulled his t-shirt off and smiled at him. He smiled back then stood awkwardly for a moment as they stared at each other with his erection clearly outlined within his boxers. 

Dipping a finger in the waistband of his boxers, she turned to Dan and said, "Get naked."

Wasting no time, he kicked off his shoes as he unbuckled his belt. Watching Dan undress, she slid her hand down into Tom's boxers and gripped his cock and ran her thumb around his tip. He shuttered and moaned softly. Watching Dan toss his boxers away, she felt very nasty and ached for their cocks. She knew Dan had thoroughly played her and she didn't care.

As she reached for Dan's hard cock, she asked Tom, "Would you take off your boxers please?"

He nodded and quickly wiggled out of them as she held both hard shafts. Holding the two cocks, she paused for many moments and looked back and forth, feeling such an intense thrill all through her body. Taking a deep breath, she released the last of her apprehensions and said, "I'm not sure what to do next, but I want to do it all."

"Uh," Tom said, raising his hand, "I have a whole lotta suggestions ma'am."

She grinned at him, then kneeled and ran her tongue around his mushroom tip. Popping it in her mouth and giving a suck for just a few seconds, she then moved to do the same to Dan. The men moved closer together as she moved back to Tom. This time, she took his cock further in her mouth, getting it well coated in saliva. As she moved to take in Dan's cock, she moved her hand up and began pumping Tom's shaft. 

Soon both cocks were well coated and she was thoroughly relaxed and enjoying herself as she alternated pumping and sucking cocks. Even though looking at their shafts, she could feel their eyes on her as they moaned and rocked their hips. Pumping stiff meat in each hand, she stood up and looked at Dan.

He grinned and said, "Tom, help me, let's get this woman naked."

"Yes boss," Tom replied, and began to unbutton Mandy's blouse. 

Dan moved to her side and unbuttoned her skirt in the back. He stopped cold when Tom pulled her blouse open and revealed what she wore underneath. Mandy turned to face Dan and said, "Your anniversary present."

Dan smiled broadly and then kissed her passionately, her hand still pumped his cock and charged him up thoroughly. He pulled away, looked her over and shook his head as he said, "This is so much hotter than I ever dreamed."

Working her long sleeved blouse off her arms, Tom said, "Damn fine gift!"

Dan stepped back in front of Mandy and put his hand on Tom's shoulder pushing him away and said, "Tom, buddy, I need just one minute here to see my anniversary present."

With a chuckle, Tom stepped back. She released both their dicks and stood with her hands to her sides as Dan undressed her, then kneeled down to look her over. He pumped his throbbing cock as he drank in every detail. He could not believe his wife stood before him in a black lacy bustier and tiny thong panties. He reached out and ran his hands down the thin soft material and whispered, "You are so beautiful."

She smiled at him and he stood and took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, running his hands up and down her back, then down to squeeze her bare ass. 

"I like my present too," she said softly to Dan while looking at Tom.

Tom winked at her as Dan stepped back beside him and they both stood staring at her, their cocks in their hands. She looked them both up and down and unconsciously licked her lips, then stepped back and sat down on the beanbag chair. Dan gestured to Tom to go around as he moved to kneel before her. Pushing her legs open, he laid down between them and began covering her inner thighs in light wet kisses.

His eyes running up and down her body, Tom kneeled down near her head which hung back slightly from the low chair. She reached out and guided his cock to her lips. Enjoying his look of amazement, she took the head of his cock into her mouth as Dan pulled aside the thin strip of fabric of her panties and began kissing up and down her slit.

Moaning loudly, she reached up and grabbed Tom's tight ass cheeks, squeezing them firmly and pulled him closer sucking his cock in deeper. Dan's tongue dipped into her slit and lightly ran over her clit and made her gasp out in excitement and pleasure.

Dipping his finger in her pussy and pushing down lightly, he watched her suck Tom's cock and felt more aroused than he ever expected. It was almost like meeting her again, this wild sexual woman he had no idea lurked inside. 

She sucked Tom noisily and he watched her body writhe in pleasure as she had lost every last bit of her inhibitions. He kissed her along the thin lacy waistband of her panties, then in a moment's lust, ripped them open with his hands.

She arched her back and pushed her pussy towards him, obviously pleased with his action. He quickly removed the tattered fabric and scooted in closer and began rubbing her clit with the head of his rock hard and eager cock. 

She turned her head, dropping Tom's cock from her mouth and moaned out loudly, "Ohhhhh Dan, yes!"

As Tom pushed his cock back in her mouth, Dan rubbed her clit faster and harder, sliding his cock up and down her wet pussy. Her hips began bucking and he watched her struggle to suck on Tom. When he could resist no longer, he pulled her legs up and then guided his cock slowly into her hot tight pussy.

With a loud deep grunt, he pushed all the way in, slapping his balls against her. She gave a loud muffled moan as he began fucking her hard, his head absolutely swimming in lust. His eyes glued on her tits bulging out the bustier, he pumped into her and felt such incredible pleasure and disbelief. The excitement of her like this made his balls ache so hard for release. It took everything he had to hold back. He felt so good pounding into her tight opening.

When he could take no more, with a long forlorn groan, he pulled his cock out of her. She wrapped her legs around his waist, wanting more. Tom moaned and panted, fighting to keep his load as she sucked him hungrily, taking out all her heightened desires on his shaft. Pulling her legs from around his waist, Dan stepped back and went over to a flea market shag rug covered chest of drawers, and pulled out a bottle of lube and a pack of rubbers.

Tossing the box to Tom, he opened the lube and poured it all over his cock. Tom missed the box, but with a long drawn out grunt, pulled away from Mandy's wonderful sucking mouth and bent to pick up the box. Dan put his hands out to Mandy. He helped up then turned her around. With one arm wrapped tightly around her, the other began massaging the lube up and down between her ass cheeks. Tom leaned against a table, rolled a rubber down his aching cock and watched Mandy, her eyes closed, moan in pleasure as Dan rubbed, lubed and relaxed her ass.




Double Dip Anniversary



Tom picked up the bottle and poured lube in his hand and began pumping himself slowly. He lifted the bottle and let it drizzle down on Mandy's ass as Dan rubbed it in. It was all so intoxicating. Tom watched mesmerized as her ass got slick and shiny and she absolutely trusted Dan to do it right. So into watching her glistening ass, he was startled when Dan spoke and said, "Why don't you lay on the beanbag?"

With a quick nod, Tom put down the lube, and then laid down on the beanbag chair. Mandy smiled at him. Dan pushed her forward gently, and she straddled Tom and he guided his cock into her pussy as Dan slowly lowered her. Tom moaned loudly as Mandy took his cock deep. He could feel how excited she was to have his cock in her and Dan's still to enter.

Her hands on his chest, she leaned forward and Dan moved in behind her. Tom held still, waiting as Dan gently pushed his cock against her hole. His fingers had loosened her well, it did not take long for her ass to permit him entrance. Soon the head of his thick cock slid in, and Dan pushed forward slowly and uttered, "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes!"

"Ohhhhhhh!" Mandy moaned as she felt both cocks within her. Her arms gave way and she would have fallen forward if the men hadn't both rushed to support her. She was completely taken away by the sensations of two cocks. 

She closed her eyes and moaned helplessly as Dan held her and began sliding his cock in and out of her ass as Tom pushed into her from below. Thoroughly overwhelmed in passion, she moaned and moaned, pleasure running through her like tidal wave after tidal wave. Her mind and body couldn't believe this happening to her or that it could feel sooooo incredibly good.

The men were lost in their own amplified passions and disbelief as they pumped into her and saw how much she loved it. Dan's hips defied him, moving faster than he wanted and shook as they thrust. He held his arm tightly around her and kissed her neck as he rode such pleasure and fought to hold back. Tom rocketed his hips up into her pussy, fascinated by the ecstasy he read on her face and the bounce of her hard nipples above the fabric line of her bustier. The whole scene had him so turned on; he ached to blow his wad.

Their moans filled the room as the men held her body and passionately fucked their cocks into her. Her body was limp; utterly weak by the thrills of the intense pounding they gave her. Her eyes closed, she focused on the hard rods driving into her over and over. She could not control her endless moaning as she experienced a level of erotic desire that took her breath away and left her writhing uncontrollably in sheer joy.

Listening to his wife moan and feeling her body react, drove Dan wild as he hammered his cock into her ass. He was out of his mind with lust and excitement as he thrust on and on even as his knees threatened to buckle. Holding her tightly in his arm, he held the other flat out on the beanbag chair beside Tom, holding them up somewhat. As he nuzzled her neck and rammed his cock deep into her ass, he lost track of all else and suddenly his arm gave out.

They collapsed onto Tom but didn't miss a beat. Sinking to his knees as Tom wrapped his arms around Mandy, they continued fucking her hard. Her weight now on Tom, Dan put both arms down on the beanbag chair and began fucking her ass even faster. Her loud gasp then long lust filled moan let him know she wanted it too.

He panted and grunted as he drilled her hard and fast and knew Tom was giving it to her good too. As good as his cock felt ramming her ass, it all felt so much better and hotter knowing she was getting fucked just as hard in her pussy and that she wanted it and was loving it. He shook his head and let out a deep growl as the intense sexual thrill of his wife wanting this overtook him.

Yelling out a loud, "Unhhhhhhhhh!" He shot his load deep into her ass. He stayed in deep, moving slowly with them and gasping for air as he experienced one of the best cums of his life. He continued drilling her, dipping and sliding in his own cum deep in her ass until his cock went soft. Pulling out of her, he stayed on top and reached a hand under her to rub her clit. She immediately yelled out, "Yes Dan! Ohhhhh yes!"

Watching Tom fuck her, he rubbed her clit and kissed her neck and shoulders. He felt her tense and as her orgasm hit, Tom yelled out, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" and let go, pumping into her as spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his burning balls.

Dan plopped down on the carpet beside the beanbag chair and Mandy quickly crawled into his lap and kissed him passionately. His whole body buzzed hot as she was so affectionate and wrapped herself around him. As they kissed and held each other, Tom quickly began dressing. 

They weren't even aware of him until he stood fully dressed at the door and called out, "So I'll leave now, okay?"

Her eyes still glued to Dan she said, "Nice to meet you Tom."

"You too Mandy," he replied, "So can I get your phone number?"

Finally turning away from each other, they looked at Tom and laughed.

Dan, with his eyes on Mandy, asked, "What's your schedule like tomorrow, Tom?"

Mandy smiled and gave Dan a nod.



Double Dipped



The heat of the blazing sun glazed across the crystal lake on a blue-skied afternoon. 

"I didn't know it was going to be this hot out this weekend," Bryce choked, brushing the sweat off of his forehead. He stood next to the door, staring out at the beautiful lake before them. 

"It gets that way here," Amanda smiled, digging through her suitcase. "I remember coming here years ago with my family and we'd go swimming out in the lake for hours."

"Did you ever go skinny dipping?" Mason teased, sitting on the bed.

Amanda shot him a fake look of lust. "You would love to know." She continued digging through her suitcase, her clothes all over the floor. "I forgot my fucking swimsuit."

"Did I speak too soon?" Mason teased again. His girlfriend shot him another look, this time of anger. 

"See what I put up with?" she complained to Bryce, who laughed at the couple's bickering.

"Thanks for letting me come with you guys," he said thoughtfully. 

"Anything for a friend," Mason said. "Plus, if we were here alone, we'd end up bickering the whole time. You can mediate."

"Wow, thanks."

"It's the least we can do after Beth tore your heart open," Amanda smiled, ignoring her boyfriend's quip.

"Don't forget stomping on it, throwing it against a wall, and then devouring it," Bryce added. "It'll be good for me to get some fresh air. Plus, I'm only going to stay this weekend. That way you guys can have some alone time up here."

"Stay as long as you need," Amanda told him. She shuffled through the last of the contents of her suitcase. Her swimsuit wasn't there. She grumbled.

"We'll figure out something," Mason assured her. "I'm sure you sister left one here last time she was here or maybe you have a spare."

"You know, I think I do," Amanda remembered. She kissed her boyfriend as she stood and exited the room. 

Mason stared at his girlfriend's ass as she left the room, not noticing that Bryce was staring as well. 

*********************

"Did you find one?" Mason asked his girlfriend as she sat down next to him on the porch. She kissed his cheek and looked at Bryce, who was sitting next to him. 

"Why in the world are you guys outside? It's blistering out here," she complained.

"It's blistering everywhere," Bryce told her. 

"Well I left a spare one piece here," she stated.

"Excellent!" Bryce shot up. "Let's go!"

Amanda bit her lip. "It's from when I was 12. A little too small for me." Bryce's eyes scanned Amanda's tender body, her skin glazed with sweat from the sun and her light brown hair shimmering under the blaze. She caught his look and raised her eyebrows, impressed that he had the balls to check her out as much as he did in front of her boyfriend. 

"It's hot out," Bryce said under his breath. "I think the sun is killing my brain cells."

Mason caught the look but played it cool. He was used to people checking out his girlfriend, but not in this proximity. Nevertheless, Amanda's acceptance of the situation turned him on a little. Although he wasn't crazy about sharing time with his girlfriend and her friend for the weekend, he was the one who suggested it to her when he learned of Bryce and Beth's break-up after two years of romance. Bryce had caught her cheating on him, leaving him broken and upset. Mason and Amanda had been planning on retreating to her parents' lake house for two weeks as soon as finals were over and they both knew that some time in a fresh environment for a weekend would give Bryce some time to calm down. Plus, it was only a weekend. 

"Well I am going inside to get a nice cold drink," Mason stated, rising to his feet. He entered the house, leaving the pair alone.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..." Bryce stumbled, trying to find excuses for checking her out.

"You're human!" Amanda giggled. "You're just a guy. Don't worry about it. I've checked you out plenty of times since we've been here. Just because Mason is my boyfriend doesn't mean we all have blood running through our veins. Mason used to check me out when I was with Jack. It's no big deal. It's flattering, actually."

"Good, thanks..." Bryce smiled at her understanding. "He isn't upset is he?"

"He's fine," Amanda assured. She brushed the sweat from her forehead and grumbled. "It's almost like the sun is begging for us to strip down today."

"I'd like that," Bryce said. 

Amanda's eyebrows rose again. "I mean to swim! You're 0 for 2 today." She giggled. 

Bryce brushed and stepped away from her. "Sorry, the brain cells and the sun...it's just not a good mix."

Mason stepped out of the doorway, hearing most of their conversation. "Please tell me the lake is colder than this," he said, holding up a warm bottled water. 

"You boys can go," Amanda told them. "I unfortunately forgot the one thing I needed this week."

"You didn't actually need it," Mason teased. She rolled her eyes at his innuendo. "Hey, just use your underwear! Bryce and I both have boxers on, we'll just use ours and you can use yours. It probably covers more than a swimsuit anyway."

"Okay, I can do that," Amanda giggled, excited to be able to cool off. They walked down the stairs to a small clearing where they began stripping down. Mason was the first to remove his shirt and pants, followed by Bryce, who was doing his best to keep his eyes off of Amanda. The young brunette peeled her jeans from her waist and pulled them to the ground, wearing only her white cotton panties and a tank top. Mason's blood began pumping as he watched his girlfriend strip in front of both of them revealing her beautiful body to them both. As much as he tried to fight it, the thought of her nearly naked with another person present turned him. He couldn't help but let his mind wander to her revealing more than just her bra and panties. Then she said it. 

"Umm...I don't have a bra on," she blushed. She picked up her jeans. "I'll just go in up to my waist."

"You can get the tank top wet, can't you?" Mason asked her, ready to get into the water in his green boxer shorts. 

"Yeah, I guess I can," Amanda said. "It's not fair for me to go topless and you two to be covered up."

"Hey, we're topless too!" Mason cried. 

"We can go skinny dipping," Bryce suggested. His words drew an awkward silence.

"I don't know," Mason said, his blood rushing faster.

"I'll do it if you guys do it," Amanda told them. Her words almost surprised him, but he knew her "open" lifestyle. To her, a naked body was just a naked body. No big deal. Bryce looked to Mason, almost in anticipation. Mason shrugged and nodded, the excitement of the situation combining with the sun's influence. 

"No big deal," he said. "Just naked bodies." 

"My thoughts exactly," Amanda told him with a smile. "Purely innocent. It's hot outside and we're not all going to be able to really cool down otherwise. And I'm feeling frisky." She began to pull up her shirt and suddenly, she stopped. "But there's no way I'm going first. Bryce goes first." 

"Why me!?" Bryce cried.

"It was your idea!" Amanda told him. "It's no big deal!"

Bryce rolled his eyes, placed his fingers on the edges of his orange boxers and looked at them both. With a deep breath, he pulled them to the ground, revealing his semi-erect cock as it dangled freely between his legs. Amanda stared at it dead on, as did Mason, who exchanged glances between Bryce's penis and his girlfriend, whose look was pure lust. Bryce nodded and backed into the water nervously, covering himself. 

"Your turn," Amanda told Mason, who had the least problem stripping in front of them, for obvious reasons. He pulled his shorts to the ground, revealing his semi-erect cock, which was only a little thicker than Bryce's, but they were about the same size. He stepped into the water and covered himself as well. All eyes shot to Amanda, who stood alone on the shore in her tank top and panties. With a deep breath and a smile to each of he audience members, she pulled her tank top over her head, revealing her luscious B-sized tits as they fell freely, bouncing just a little. Her soft dark nipples made both of the men shift underwater as they watched her pull the panties to the ground. "There!" she told them as her dark-haired, neatly trimmed pussy came in view. "Can I get in now!?" Neither of them answered. She rolled her eyes and stepped into the water, covering herself with the others. She kissed her boyfriend, who was still in a state of awe toward the situation. 

"So..." Mason said awkwardly. "This is nice."

"You two are so turned on right now," Amanda teased, brushing her boyfriend's hard cock with her foot. 

"Shut up!" Mason cried, blushing. "It wasn't my idea! It was Bryce's!"

"I didn't...hey, it's hot out!" Bryce cried, trying to make excuses.

"Bryce just wanted to see your hot girlfriend in the buff," Amanda told Mason flirtatiously. "As did you. You both just wanted to see my sexy naked wet body." Both young men squirmed with delight under the water. Amanda could practically see their hard-ons by the way their faces looked.

"Oh don't get all proud," Mason scolded finally. "It's not like you aren't getting off on two attractive men naked in the water with you."

"Well it's not the first time I've gotten off in the water," Amanda confessed. Both boys looked at her in awe as she spoke, suddenly becoming even more aroused by the situation. "I actually wasn't naked. I was over there, behind those bushes in the water." She pointed behind Mason. "My older sister and her boyfriend were out her and it was night. I was always swimming and I guess they didn't see me, but I hid behind the bush and watched them. They were making out and feeling each other up like they had never done it before. Then they got naked. His cock was huge. She pulled him into the water and they fucked for an hour straight. The whole time, I was masturbating to them. I came twice and once I could have almost swore they heard me moaning."

"Wow," Mason gulped. 

"You're playing with your clit right now, aren't you," Bryce said boldly. 

"Maybe," Amanda moaned, her body twitching under the water as her fingers rubbed her swollen clit. Mason grabbed her and pulled her toward him aggressively. At first she thought he was angry, but when he began kissing her, his jetting cock pressed against the soft flesh of her stomach, she knew that this was more than she had expected in a vacation. As Mason kissed her neck, she pushed off of him for a moment, swimming to Bryce, who was nearby. She pulled his body to her with his legs. Mason watched in both excitement and amazement as his girlfriend kissed Bryce lustfully, her tongue entering his mouth as her pussy grinded against his hard cock. She shivered at the thought of another boy's cock against her pussy other than her boyfriend's. She looked back at Mason and pulled him too her, letting his cock rest against her ass-crack as she squirmed with seduction. She continued to kiss Bryce as he let his fingers glide across her hard nipples. She let out a deep moan and bucked her pussy against Bryce hard. He looked at Mason, who gave him a look of approval. He was too involved in the situation to say know. His blood rushed with excitement as to where it was leading. He humped his girlfriend's ass-crack and she pulled him close to her. Their bodies became entwined and hands began to wander; her hands all over the two cocks as well as her own pussy and nipples and the boys' hands all over their object of lust's body, brushing against their own and each others' from time to time as well. The forbidden urges that ran through them intensified the situation to the brim, until finally Mason was the one who cracked.

"Do you guys want to go inside," he gasped.

"That seems like a good idea," Amanda said between breaths. They each tore out of the lake and onto shore, where they left their clothes and went immediately into the house. 

********************

On the bed, Amanda was on her hands and knees, waiting for the boys to take her. She wiggled her ass in approval.

"How do you want us," Mason asked her.

"At the same time," she moaned, staring at their cocks. Her pussy was dripping with approval as she waited for them. "I want Mason in my ass and Bryce in my pussy. And you better hurry; I don't want to have to make myself cum." They followed her orders, Bryce climbing beneath her and Mason behind her. She lowered herself onto Bryce's cock with great anticipation. The foreign feel of another man's cock in her pussy drove her wild as she began bucking her hips right away, fucking him. From behind, she could feel Mason rubbing some kind of lubricant against her asshole. She squealed with delight and fucked Bryce, whose lips sucked her hard nipple furiously. "I want it in me Mason! Take my ass! Take it!" Mason pressed his cock against her puckered asshole slowly, letting it stretch to his size. Her pussy tugged and pulled at Bryce's cock greedily, as if it wanted to swallow him. He cried out in pleasure as he could feel Mason's cock burrow into Amanda's ass. She let out a scream of both pain and pleasure as he entered into her fully. For a moment, they all just stayed put, trying to breathe in the situation. Then Amanda began using her hips to fuck them both. Her groaning made both of them moan as well as they fucked the young woman with all of their strength. His tight ass made Mason shiver with each thrust into her. Bryce bucked his hips harder up into the gorgeous girl each time. Sweat poured from off of their bodies drowning them all in heat and sex until Amanda screamed.

"I'm cumming! Oh yes! Fuck me boys! Fuck me! I'm cumming!" Her pussy stretched and oozed as Bryce let her orgasm around his cock. Mason's own cock felt the pulsation of her orgasm as well, making him spurt a bout of pre cum into her. "Again," she gasped. "Hard! Fuck! Again! Hard!" Her one-word sentences made them both fuck her harder, shoving their throbbing members into her as if she were a rag doll. She squirmed and thrust back against each of them, holding her own until she felt them each dive deeper than she had ever been touched. She gasped with lust and her eyes went wide as she came again, more forcefully this time. Her body went into a spasm and suddenly, Mason began shooting thick globs of cum into her greedy asshole. When he did this, her bucking against him became more forceful. She screamed with pleasure as she accepted his seed into her anus. Bryce was the last to cum, releasing what seemed like buckets into her pussy as she fucked him. Her hot, wet pussy stole every drop from him until he nearly passed out. As each of their bodies settled down, they fell into position: Bryce with his cock against her pussy, Mason's cock against her ass, and Amanda between her two lovers. Their fucked bodies became exhausted and they laid in place for a moment, the smell of sex rampant in the air. Then they fell asleep.

********************

Bryce awoke a few hours later, his cock small and swelled from the threesome he had just been involved in. Amanda lay with him, awake and on her back. Mason was still on her other side, kissing her cheek. He had been the last to wake up.

"Hey sleepy," Amanda greeted with a kiss. 

"It's still hot out," was all Bryce could say as his body overheated once again.

"Do you guys want to go skinny dipping?" Mason asked with a grin. 



Double Dipping



Suzi was already laying in bed when Brad finally got there. His wife was facing away from him, but that wasn't unusual, nor was it an indication that he was in trouble of any sort. She was dressed for bed, clad in a silver-grey chemise that barely covered her sexy ass, let alone her ample bosom, but that wasn't quite an invitation. Suzi actually enjoyed dressing sexily. As for laying on her side, it was Suzi's way of getting comfortable, and there was nothing that needed to be read into it. Gently, Brad lifted the covers and slid beneath them. Immediately, he sidled up to Suzi, and she edged away from him. This might be of some concern, he thought, and he slowly eased an arm around her shoulders. She seemed to stiffen a bit at his touch, but as the rest of his body enveloped her form in a 'spoons' position, she offered no resistance. Neither did she respond to a light kiss on the cheek, and for a moment Brad thought she might already be asleep. A soft murmur escaping from her lips belied her state of consciousness, and Brad inched closer.

Suzi could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck now, and she was a bit perplexed. What to do with him tonight, she wondered. Brad definitely seemed to be in the mood this evening, and as his body touched hers, the gentle pressure of his cock against her confirmed this. She made a rather indistinct murmur when she felt this, but that didn't dissuade her husband. Instead, Suzi felt his hand snaking beneath the sheets to find the lower edge of her chemise. Brad paused his hand when it reached her ass, and he gave her a gentle squeeze. Instinctively, Suzi ground her butt against his hand when she felt this, giving him all that much more encouragement. That led Brad to hike up the lower portion of her chemise, exposing his wife's sexy ass. His cock was already hard from thinking about what he really wanted to be doing, and he slowly began to rub it against her gorgeous butt. Suzi sighed as she felt her husband continuing his advances. It wasn't a disinterest in sex on her part, rather her mind was wandering back to other events that had transpired that day.

It had been a typical sunny day, and as always, Suzi had risen late. She usually did, for her job was currently keeping her up all hours of the night. Nevertheless, it paid the bills, and with all things considered, it could be fun. Suzi hadn't been working there long, just long enough to know what really went on, and how interesting that had been! The agency specialized in clerical work, and it let Suzi do the work she was accustomed to without the daily everyday grind so many jobs could become. As for atmosphere, it was a literal meat market, attracting lots of singles who were looking for fun as well as a paycheck. Fortunately Suzi knew about this, having been referred to it by a friend. Therefore, she expected the not so subtle sexual references she got from both management and their clients. While any hanky panky was officially frowned upon, there were still plenty of opportunities for quick couplings between the temps and the regular staffs that they supplemented. None of that was mandatory, of course, but it did have the effect of most of the girls wearing some very skimpy outfits. 

Usually Suzi would find herself squeezed into the shortest skirt imaginable, accompanied by a form fitting top. This was done more to fit in with the other girls than for anything else, but it was still very flattering to her figure. The fact that she was considerably well endowed made up for a little extra padding she carried behind her. The agency called with some regularity, and while Suzi hadn't been brazen enough to fool around on the job, plenty of her friends had, and the stories circulated. There were plenty of guys working there too, in addition to the ones typically found in the office settings, and that made for plenty of opportunities.

One such coworker was Tom, who was fairly young but immensely popular. He hadn't been working there for very long, but already he had quite a reputation with the ladies, both those that worked there and some of the client offices as well. Again a friend had shared some rather intimate details about her experiences with Tom, while they made Suzi blush, they had also awakened something inside her. Her friend had been lucky indeed to share several nights of passion with Tom, and Suzi couldn't help but feel a little jealous. After all, he was pretty well built, not overdeveloped, of course, but he was very nicely defined. His looks were somewhat exotic, Tom was rumored to be a product of a biracial relationship. Beyond that, several of the girls, Suzi's friend included had spread the word that he was absolutely incredible in the sack. So was it fated that Suzi never figured she'd get to find out when who should drive by that day but Tom.

Her morning had been spent mostly asleep, for they were currently working a late shift job, but by early afternoon, Suzi was out in the driveway getting ready to wash her car. She was wearing some fairly loose fitting running shorts and a cutoff white T-shirt. Already she had her soap and water all set, ready to go when Tom pulled up honking his horn at her. Through her sunglasses, Suzi saw him leaning over to shout out to her. "Hey, how much to wash mine too?"

"Do it yourself, what do you think I am?" was her reply as she set down her things and walked over to him. Suzi was sure she saw him glancing at her cleavage as she bent down to talk to him. They had worked the night shift together, and were scheduled to do so again. For a moment, Suzi wondered why he was in her neighborhood, then she remembered that he had driven one of her friends home, and that was just a couple of blocks away. So, she thought, he's just leaving her place now. I bet she'll have lots of goodies to share with us later. "Shouldn't you be home right now?" she asked.

"Well, yeah," he hesitated. "But I just happened to be driving by, saw this great looking chick and how was I supposed to know it was you?" he continued with a smile.

That damned disarming smile of his, she thought. How many girls has he used it on? And why does it work with me too? wondered Suzi. "Yeah, just happened to be in my neighborhood, right. You know I'm married, so what gives? If you really want your car washed, get out here and do it yourself. Do mine too."

Much to Suzi's surprise, Tom pulled his car next to hers in the driveway, rolled up his windows and hopped out. "Tell you what, I'll wash both the cars, but I'll let you help," he offered. Tom wasn't one to pass up the opportunity to get a better look at Suzi, even if he probably couldn't have her. The fact that he had spent most of the previous night fucking another girl's brains out didn't deter him either. Suzi was always a hot dresser, and there was just something about her that attracted him.

"OK, fine," was her reply, and with that, she splashed some of the soapy solution onto the hood of her car. Tom was true to his word, working quickly with the sponge to cover both cars. Suzi helped him out some, even though he was rather careless about getting her shirt all wet. That was something that escaped her notice as she bent over to scrub the wheels. The view of her ass in those clingy wet shorts didn't escape Tom's notice, and he paused for a moment to admire the view. Suzi certainly was a sexy one, that was for sure, and Tom's cock was stirring. He turned quickly to conceal his current state from her, moving over to get the hose and start rinsing the cars off. As he did so, he pulled his own shirt off too, giving Suzi a glimpse of his bare back, and bringing a gasp to her throat.

"Tom, what the Hell happened to you?" she asked in amazement. Several red scratches were still healing themselves across his back, and in a pattern that easily gave away their source. Tom laughed as he realized Suzi could see the evidence of how he had spent his night, and a raised eyebrow was his only answer. "Jeez Tom," continued Suzi. "I mean, I've heard stories about you but my God!"

"Is it that obvious?" he asked with feigned innocence. "I mean, it's really not that bad, is it?" he added while moving towards her with the hose. Water was coming out if it at a trickle, and Tom was careful to keep the nozzle aimed slightly upwards.

"Who was it this time?" demanded Suzi as she cautiously watched his approach. She couldn't believe how well sculpted he was, and that was distracting her as the water from the hose slowly soaked the rest of her shirt. The wet cotton was transparent as it clung to her body, and it wasn't long before her full breasts were clearly visible. Suzi's nipples had hardened from their contact with the cold water, and as Tom reached her, she finally noticed. Her heart was pounding as the young stud closed in on her. Here she was, soaked completely from head to toe, virtually showing off her best assets to him in her driveway, in broad daylight.

She could see that his cock was hard, there was no hiding that in his shorts, and her own pussy was moistening at the thought of this young man, and what he could do. She had to do something, and do it fast. Without saying another word to him, Suzi looked Tom dead in the eye as he reached her, placing a tentative hand on his chest, then turned and ran for the safety of the garage. Upon reaching it, she entered the side door, not closing it behind her. It took him only a few seconds more to reach it, and as she heard it shutting behind him, she turned again to find him face to face with her. A second later and his lips found hers and their arms wrapped themselves around each other.

Their initial kisses were hot, passionate, and totally distracted from what else was going on. Even as their lips and tongues intertwined, Tom's hands were searching out the bottom of Suzi's shirt, once they found what they were looking for, a single pull had the wet shirt up and off. Suzi shook out her hair to straighten it, shaking her tits in his face in the process. Tom took that as the invitation it was and quickly buried his face in her breasts. Suzi's awesome tits were a little larger than her frame might suggest, and they were very sensitive. Tom went after them with great gusto, sucking one then the other as his hands kneaded and massaged them. Her moans encouraged him as his mouth got her nipples hot, hard and wet. Slowly, the couple backed up out of the garage into the house proper. 

Somehow, Suzi managed to negotiate the steps up from the garage into the kitchen, feeling her way behind herself tentatively. Once her feet touched the cool linoleum of her kitchen floor, she knew they were safe and allowed her hands to attend to other matters. That meant that she snuck them into Tom's shorts, searching out his cock as he continued to suck her tits. Suzi's nipples were rock hard in his mouth now, and Tom had his face buried in her cleavage when he felt her hands upon him. She took a firm yet gentle grip on his rigid cock and started to stroke him and tug at his shorts at the same time. The feeling of his thick cock in her hands excited Suzi even more, and she spread her legs apart as Tom's hands slowly drifted down into her shorts. 

It didn't take long for his fingers to find her moistened cunt, and Tom gingerly slipped a finger inside her. That got another moan out of Suzi, a long and loud one. Hearing this, Tom continued to finger fuck her for a moment, all while he pulled her wet running shorts down and out of the way. Suzi barely noticed that they were gone, for she was doing the same with his. Her mind was racing as her body felt more and more exciting things from Tom, leaving him in control of the situation. That was something that Tom readily took, and as soon as his hard cock was free from his shorts, he showed Suzi just how far in control he was.

She was still stroking him as she tugged his shorts away, rubbing his dick in anticipation of what was yet to come. So engrossed was Suzi that she didn't remember feeling Tom slipping her shorts off of her and down her legs, in fact she had kicked her shorts and panties off, leaving her stark naked in the younger man's arms. With his cock freed, Tom pressed closer against Suzi, pushing her up against the wall with her back supported by it. The tip of his cock was touching the opening of her pussy as Tom lifted her slightly up off the floor. Suzi leaned in against him for one more kiss as she felt his cock sliding inside her. As soon as Tom knew he was in, he slammed his hips forward, impaling Suzi on his cock as she wrapped a leg around him. Her arms were around his neck and they kissed again, just as passionately as they had done before. The only difference now was Tom's cock thrusting deep inside her, probing into her cunt for the first time. It wasn't quite easy for Suzi to keep her balance, but with each thrust, Tom was pushing her up against the wall, fucking her as hard as he could. His arms supported her body as he took her, fucking her cunt deep and hard. Suzi was resting her head on his shoulders now, keeping a tight grip on Tom as his cock fucked her, plowing in and out of her cunt with short, fast strokes. 

Suzi's moans were becoming screams as Tom continued, never in her life had she been fucked so hard, so fast. His cock was pounding in and out of her pussy, fucking her so hard as she screamed in his ear. Her hands were around his back, scratching a new set of red streaks into his skin as he pounded himself into her, harder and harder. His moans and gasps were met with hers as he felt his balls constricting, readying themselves to pour his cum inside her. Suzi was leaning heavily against him now, screaming in sheer ecstasy as she came, ripping her nails down Tom's back as she did. Tom barely noticed as he rammed his cock inside Suzi again and again, feeling his body tensing up as she moaned. Her gorgeous tits swayed in his face, and he darted out his tongue at her nipples while he fucked her. 

She was gasping softly now, begging him to fuck her harder and harder, cooing and purring in his ear. That was about all he needed as with every last bit of his strength, Tom pushed her hard against the wall, shoving his cock deep inside her pussy one last time. He came with a gasp, shooting his load up into Suzi's hot little cunt. He staggered a bit from the exertion, but managed to keep her pinned up against the wall until he had fired every last drop of his cum inside her waiting pussy. Once Tom finished, he gradually eased himself out of her, and they collapsed together there on the floor breathless, with a rivulet of Tom's sticky cum dripping out of Suzi's well-fucked cunt.

They lay there together for just a moment before Suzi looked up at the clock. "Shit! Tom, get up, we're going to be late for work!" With that, she dashed up the stairs to find something appropriate to wear. Tom's eyes followed her, of course, catching every glimpse of her sexy butt that he could before he pulled his shorts back on and went back to his car. Surprisingly enough, he had a change of clothes available out there. He grabbed them quick and came back in to get dressed. 

Tom was very well satisfied, having just done his second girl of the day, and he couldn't wait to see what Suzi might have in store for him later. If her choice of clothes was any indication, Tom was going to be in for a real treat. As he entered the house, she came bounding down the stairs, breasts barely contained in a low cut sleeveless top. A short black mini completed her outfit, and Tom shot her yet another admiring glance. She brushed close by him, reminding him that they'd have to arrive separately, but she quickly added that she had just had a great time with him. That was encouraging, but Suzi said little else as Tom finished getting dressed and they headed out to their cars. On the way, Tom gave Suzi's ass a playful squeeze, and she responded by grinding herself against his hand. Fortunately, both cars had been rinsed of their suds before Suzi and Tom had gotten distracted, and off they went.

Tom managed to get to the office complex first, and as was his custom he parked in a fairly secluded spot far from the doors. Suzi wasn't too far behind him, and she took the spot next to his. Tom was already out of his car and waiting as Suzi got out and shut the door behind her. She took a quick look around to make sure no one was looking before sharing one last kiss with Tom, and then they headed in together. From there, they could always claim that they had met in the parking lot and walked in together, for no one would know the difference. If only they could see how much of Tom's cum was still dripping into Suzi's skimpy panties! 

Once they were inside, their work kept them busy for most of the night, but they did manage to sneak in a few gropes when no one else was watching. At one point, they were in the copy room together and Tom was bold enough to slide a finger inside Suzi's hot little box but that was all that they could do. The night passed quickly though, and while the tension between Suzi and Tom had been building all night, they soon found themselves out in the parking lot alone again. Once they reached their cars, Suzi looked at her watch. She realized that her husband must be home by now, and she wouldn't have time to do any more with Tom. Still, they had been flirting pretty heavily all night, and it would be a shame to just let things go the way they were. He had fucked her so well that afternoon, and the promise of more, so much more was still there. She knew he wanted more too, his hand was planted firmly on her ass while they made their way back into the parking lot. Soon they were in that small space between the two cars, and Suzi couldn't contain herself any longer.

She turned to press Tom back up against his car, and ducked down to her knees. There she was at the proper height to tug at his zipper, freeing that lovely cock that served her so well that afternoon. Tom let out a gasp as he realized what she was about to do, then gasped again as he felt Suzi's hot mouth on him for the first time. Her hot mouth felt incredible as she took his semi-rigid cock inside her. She sucked him gently, feeling his dick growing harder and harder as she tasted his cock. Her tongue was teasing him as well, and Suzi thought she could still taste her own pussy on him from before. She chanced a look up into Tom's eyes as she sucked his growing cock, watching as he slowly eased himself back until he was resting against his car. 

Her mouth had worked its magic on him already, for his cock was rock hard and sticking straight out at her. Suzi wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, stroking him lightly as she continued the blow job, sliding his pole deep down her throat. Using the same deliberate motion, Suzi eased his shaft out of her mouth, then went down on her newfound lover again. She repeated this a few more times, accompanied by her gentle hand stroking his shaft, then changed tactics. As she pulled his cock from her mouth again, she braced herself with her hands on Tom's thighs. 

Slowly, Suzi popped the head of his cock out of her mouth, then darted back down on him just as quickly. Tom gasped as he felt the change in her tempo, for instead of slow steady strokes, Suzi was sucking him with short fast ones. She wasn't taking all that much of Tom's cock into her mouth now, but her lips and tongue were working over the swollen head very nicely. During all of this, Suzi kept her hands completely free, letting her mouth do all the work. Not once did she allow his cock to escape from her mouth as she sucked and sucked him. Suzi could tell that he was enjoying by hearing the now familiar moans coming from him. Also, she could taste his pre-cum oozing out onto her tongue, it wouldn't be long for him now. Her strokes on him grew faster and faster, mimicking the rhythm that they had shared earlier in the day.




Double Dipping



TAMIEKA

I started seeing Kevin when I was a senior in college and he had transferred to finish out his last semester before doing his internship there. 

We use to stay up all hours of the night just talking about where we'd been in life and the experiences we'd been through. Kevin told me that he'd been in a relationship for several years and that his lover had moved away after their not so pleasant break-up. As Kevin went on to tell me the story I kind of pieced two and two together and before the end of the conversation I couldn't help but to come right out and ask him if he was bi-sexual. I don't think I was as stunned by the answer as I thought I was going to be, even though my blood pressure was soaring through the roof by then. 

A couple months later we were really in love with each other and decided that we wanted to get married, and that we would announce our engagement and celebrate with a few friends our last semester of college before we became husband and wife. We decided to throw a little get together and I invited a few of my closest friends as well as a few of his, but one in particular. I'd tracked down his old lover named Todd and he promised me that he'd show up for a little while. Todd was a very handsome man who I measured to stand about 6 foot 2 with a gorgeous body and beautiful gray eyes and shoulder length jet-black hair. I instantly noted how Kevin could have fallen in love, if not just lust, with this gorgeous man. 

Kevin didn't know what to do with himself when he answered the door and saw Todd standing there with a bouquet of fresh flowers and a bottle of Cristal in his hand. I embraced Todd and kissed him on the cheek as he handed Kevin the bottle of Cristal and me the bouquet of flowers. The night was filled with congratulations and lots of drinking. By two a.m. most of our guest started leaving, and by 2:45 a.m. the house was empty, all but for Todd, Kevin, and myself. Kevin still looked a little shell-shocked now that it was sinking into his head that I had invited his x-lover to our engagement party. 

Todd leaned over from his seat in the big chair, and laid his hand on Kevin's knee and started to apologize for what had gone wrong in the relationship. I took my leave to the other room to let the two of them discuss what it was they had too in private. I felt Kevin's eyes burning me as I walked passed him and kissed him on the cheek. I went to the bedroom and showered and slid into a red teddy and sat on the edge of the bed pulling on the matching red stockings that I'd bought with the teddy. 

The door squeaked open and Kevin stood in the doorway with Todd standing closely behind him. I slid into the red robe, and tied it loosely around my waist and slid on my red-heeled slippers. Kevin looked at me with a big question mark on his face. "I figured that since in a few weeks you'll no longer be a single man that we should take care of everything before then," I said, as he stepped into the room and sat on the bed beside me while Todd remained in the doorway. 

Todd already knew what I had planned for Kevin and was down with the whole idea. "I invited Todd to spend the night in the guestroom tonight or anywhere he chooses."

Kevin looked from me to the door, which Todd was closing behind him as he stepped into the room. Todd stepped toward the bed, and stopped in front of Kevin and started to pull his T-shirt out of his jeans. Once the T was over his head Kevin reached his hand forward and stroked the fine black hairs that reached up from Todd's jeans and ran straight up the middle of his magnificent chest. 

Todd sucked in a breath of air and tilted his head backwards. I sat there holding my breath as I watched Kevin's big strong hands finger the fine straight hair that ran from Todd's sternum to his pelvis. Todd caught his hand, and held it close to his lips and kissed the palm as their eyes locked on each other's and stayed there for what seemed like eternity with a bunch of unspoken words that only the two of them could read. 

Todd reached over, and stroked a hand down between the cleft of my tits and smiled at me and then at Kevin. "You have a beautiful bride-to-be." Kevin looked at me, and put his hand on the nap of my neck and pulled my lips to him and kissed me hard and deep. Todd remained standing in front of us as Kevin continued to kiss me and my hands were busy unfastening Todd's jeans. The hair on Todd's belly was so soft and it curled as I pushed his jeans down over his hips and they pooled at his feet. Kevin remembered all to well what his lover looked like, smelled like, and felt like and he was more than willing to let me see for myself what he'd known for so many years. 

Todd dropped to his knees in front of Kevin, as I dropped to mine along side of him. Todd was holding the back of my neck the way Kevin had and was now kissing me with hot wet passionate kisses as his other hand worked diligently to release Kevin from his pants. My hand was now busy stroking up and down on Todd's large erect cock, while he was busy running his hands up and down Kevin's rock solid body. 

My pussy was wetter than it ever had been and I was so turned on watching the two x-lovers communicate with each other without saying a word. Kevin stretched back on the bed as Todd leaned in and began kissing him the length of his body. I climbed on to the bed wanting to see how the lovers communicated in love, and sex and with each other. I seated myself along side of Kevin's head and watch Todd's tongue dance around Kevin's skin. I heard little moans of pleasure escape both men as the heat in the room increase. Kevin sat up and reached for me as Todd slid him into his mouth. 

Kevin moaned loudly as I pushed him back down on the bed and whispered that I wanted to watch him enjoy this in his ear. Kevin settled back down on the bed while I watched Todd gorge himself on Kevin's fat cock. The more he slurped on it the hotter I got watching. I lay down next to Kevin and allowed him to play with my nipples while Todd was giving him an expert blowjob. "I want to watch him please you too," Kevin, said, as he withdrew himself from Todd's hungry mouth. Todd crawled over a little and spread my legs and drove his hot hungry tongue into my cunt. 

I immediately saw stars as he licked and sucked on every inch of my hot juicy wet cunt. Kevin slipped off the bed and placed himself behind Todd. He began massaging Todd's ass and the length of his back while Todd continued to eat me out. I sat up on my elbows not wanting to miss a thing. Todd sat up, and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed and slipped his hard hot cock inside of me. 

He thrusted a few times and then stopped and threw his head back and moaned out loud as Kevin entered him from behind; slow and steady, tender and sweet as I watched Kevin's eyes lock on mine and then felt Todd's cock stiffen even more and his thrusts became a little harder and deeper matching the thrusts that Kevin was putting into him. Kevin's slow tender thrusts became hard hot hungry ones within a matter of minutes; increasing the thrusts that Todd was pumping into me. I felt Todd's body go ridged and taunt and he pulled out and sent his cum spraying all over my belly and my tits. 

When he was finished spewing his cum all over me, I crawled back on the bed farther and allowed him to enjoy what Kevin was doing to him. Todd's cock remained rock hard as Kevin increased his pace, and all I could hear was Kevin's balls slapping on Todd's in between the moans of pleasure that were escaping both men. I'd never watched two men make love before and my pussy ached for more attention, but I was determined that this was Kevin's treat to show him how much I really am in love with him. 

Kevin withdrew himself from Todd's tight asshole, and turned him around on the bed, spreading Todd's legs wide and far. He climbed back on top of Todd and laid his body on the whole length of Todd's. Face to face, and eye to eye the two men looked at each other a moment before Todd pulled Kevin's face to his and their tongues rolled around each other's mouth. Todd reached for my breasts and massaged my hardened nipples as Kevin plunged himself deeper and deeper into Todd's ass. 

Todd's cock was so hard that I thought it was going to bust open. Kevin tightened and his body went hard as he pumped his cum into Todd's asshole and rammed his fingers into my cunt. We, both, exploded and came at the same time. We lay there in a heap of hot, horny, wet bodies for about 15 minutes. We showered together and had another drink before we started all over again. This time I was the one who received a good fuck from two hot horny studs. 

Todd is a great fuck, just like Kevin is, and I can see how they fell in love with each other. They are both beautiful men inside and out. I got off a lot that night and I got to watch my husband to be, get rammed by another man. That was one fantasy that I had always wanted and thanks to Todd, I got to see it cum true. Todd is going to be Kevin's best man at the wedding in a few weeks, and I'm sure that I won't have any problem sharing my bed with Todd in the future, when he decides to move back to town or just comes to our house to visit.