0 comments/ 57789 views/ 0 favorites Eighth Floor, With A View By: StoneTheCrow "Here's to us and our new apartment," I said to my live in girlfriend, Sarah, and raised my glass of Merlot in a toast. We had just finished unpacking all the boxes that accompanied us from our old, drafty two-story house across town. We had really gotten lucky with this place, the building was only a few years old and well insulated. Although the rent was more, what we saved in utilities would compensate for that. It was a lovely, spacious apartment on the eighth floor that boasted a large living room, two bedrooms, a dining room, well-lit kitchen and comfortable bathroom. That night we made small talk as we dined on the sofa eating on Styrofoam plates and then retired to bed for a quick but thorough bout of lovemaking. Two weeks passed and everything was back to normal, with myself working the seven am to three- thirty shift while Sarah worked evenings. I resumed my routine of weight lifting on Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoons with a morning jog of three miles the following morning. I would run every day but it leaves me too drained to lift, after getting up at four thirty in the morning. I arrived at the gym on Monday, and the hot, humid air hit me like a brick in the face. Kentucky always has had really brutal humidity, especially in the late summer months. Even one week after Labor Day, it was still really intense. I had finished stretching and started my upper body workout when I noticed a really attractive redhead staring at me. She was at the stair stepper, sweating and breathing heavily. She had her red hair pulled back in a ponytail and wore matching black spandex shorts and a halter-top. I noted her small, firm tits and her tight, round ass that sat atop her lean muscular thighs. She didn't look very tall, maybe five two or five three at the most. I quickly forgot about her and went back to my workout. I moved over and started my bicep curls. I held a thirty-five pound barbell in each hand and curled one and then the other. I watched myself in the mirror to ensure I had the proper form to get maximum efficiency. It was then that I noticed that she was behind me staring again while she ran on the inclined treadmill. I was tall, muscular and fairly attractive so I wasn't totally unaccustomed to being gawked at by women or men, for that matter, but this chick wasn't staring lustfully. The look in her eyes was one of familiarity. I had never lain eyes on this woman before in my life! I made up my mind then and there that when I finished that set of curls, I was going to approach her. I finished my curls and there she was at the water fountain, getting a drink. So I made my approach. "I guess you're wondering why I was staring at you the way I was," she said in a low, soft voice. "Yes, actually, I was," I said trying to act cool and calm. "I live in the building across from you, eighth floor also. You're the guy with the big cock that walks around his apartment with his blinds open," she said with a grin but no hint of embarrassment, "By the way, my name's Carmen". I was, for once in my life, speechless! I couldn't see how anyone could have been able to tell that I was naked. "I am so embarrassed by this. It's always still dark when I get out of bed naked and walk through the apartment. I never would have dreamed that someone would be awake, let alone be watching," I said with a crimson face. "Oh, and I'm Chris," I added even more embarrassed than before. "Oh, you certainly have nothing to be embarrassed about, big boy," she said and glanced towards my groin then back up my six foot four frame back into my eyes. "Besides, I am a bit of a voyeur," a sinister grin formed on her face. I felt the flush of embarrassment transform to a flush of pride as my cock tingled and hardened. "If you're finished here maybe we could have a cup of coffee at Max & Emma's and get acquainted," she said as she slipped her gym bag over her shoulder. "Oh, that would be great. I was just about to leave anyway," I lied through my teeth, "Just let me get my stuff." I sat at our table, staring out the window when Carmen returned from the restroom, "Did you order yet?" she asked. "Oh yeah, you wanted an iced cappuccino, right?" I said and returned to reality. I had been sitting there wondering what else this beautiful creature had witnessed from her side of my window. Our coffee arrived and we both thanked the waitress. I picked up my French vanilla cappuccino and swirled it in the cup since it was too hot for my tender palate to consume yet. We each had one more drink and made small talk about our workout regimens and such, passing time. After we discussed the weather, the Kentucky Wildcats new football coach and the recent loss to the University of Louisville on the football field, Carmen said she had work to do at home and wrote something down on a post it note and handed it across the table to me. "Here's my Yahoo address so we can keep in contact without that pretty little girlfriend of yours getting upset," she said with a glimmer of mischief in her beautiful hazel eyes. "You do have Yahoo don't you?" The yellow note had her yahoo ID. "Yes, I do, I use it to talk to my sister in Charlotte, North Carolina," I said wondering what thoughts were swimming around that pretty little head of hers. "I'll be home tonight if you want to chat," she said as she got up and placed a ten and a five on the table, "Let me get this. I invited you, and besides you're new to the neighborhood." Then she left the café and headed up the street and out of view. Walking through the door I checked the messages on the phone and there was only one, from Sarah. She said she might be a little late and to not wait for her. I was hungry and went to the kitchen. After dining on some stir-fry, pineapple chunks, chicken, vegetables and fried rice, I decided to check my email. Upon logging in, I retrieved the yellow note and added Carmen. If she was there she must have been invisible. I didn't really have anything meaningful in my inbox except some pictures of my niece via my sister's new digital camera. Other than that it was just emails informing me how I can add three inches to my penis overnight, or an opportunity to watch hot, horny wives fuck farm animals for FREE! After finishing this task, I decided to shower and maybe shave. Tomorrow being my day to run, I wouldn't have time to shave in the morning. I showered, dressed in a pair of boxers and a tank top. Entering the living room I noticed a light on over at Carmen's apartment so I decided to say fuck the television and see if she is online. Nothing but a bunch of irritating reality shows anyway. I logged in and not 10 seconds afterwards I got a message from Carmen, she was invisible because it showed her offline: Carmen: Did u have a nice shower, big boy (smiley with tongue) Chris: So you were watching Carmen: Of course Carmen: Its a shame that my telescope can't see thru walls Carmen: LOL Chris: u already seen all the merchandise newayz Carmen: maybe I like the merchandise (wink) Carmen: step over to the window and get naked for me (grinning devil) Chris: (surprised face) Chris: r u shittin me? Carmen: NO Carmen: show me your cock now bitch! LMAO (smiley with tongue) Chris: yes ma'am Chris: how bout I turn on my cam Carmen: k I slipped off my shorts and turned on the web cam. My prick was hard anticipating showing my manhood to this sexy stranger. So it sprang as if made of elastic when the waistband of my cotton boxers passed over it. I then sat down and positioned the cam so Carmen could get a good view of my hard cock. Carmen: let me see u jack it! Carmen: plz (kiss) Carmen: whuts in it for me? Chris; besides I need a lil inspiration Carmen: LIAR Carmen: I seen you stroke that thing lotsa times I sat there not knowing what to say next. I knew that she had seen more than just my naked body. Carmen: its ok, everybody does it Carmen: be careful, 2 much will make u go blind Carmen: LOL Chris: what can I say? I'm busted u got me Carmen: yes U R Carmen: now stroke that behemoth and I'll help u cum Carmen: I wanna watch u cum (smiley) Chris: how bout some visual stimulation? Carmen: u belong 2 a porn site Carmen: now stroke that thing goddamnit Carmen: I wanna watch! (angry smiley) Carmen: just imagine that I have dragged u over to the incline bench and laid u down there 2 suck that big cock of urs Carmen: imagine its punching the back of my throat as I deep-throat u I closed my eyes and imagined getting my cock sucked by this woman. I wasn't even paying attention to what she was saying. Every now and then I would look up to see if the cam was pointed properly. I just kept envisioning those thick, full lips of hers working me over. Then a picture of her ass in those spandex workout shorts she had on sent me over the edge. I shot a healthy load that went sailing up onto the computer desk. The next three didn't make it quite that far and splashed onto my thigh and some ran down over my knuckles. I heard keys in the hallway and knew it was time to panic. I turned the cam off and got my boxers half way up my calves when Sarah walked in. She reddened visibly, knowing she had walked in on something private."You need time to finish up there fella'?" she teased me, her redness faded as a warm smile crossed her face. Placing her keys on the key rack and slipping off her shoes she crossed the room and kissed me on the lips swiftly. "I didn't realize I had been missing out on that much excitement," she said glancing at the tent in my boxers and the wet spot growing in the gray cotton material. "Poor baby! Has my little baby been feeling neglected and had to get it from a porn site?" she said, not having a clue what had transpired in the past six or seven hours. "I thought you were going to be late. You're early," I said pleading for an explanation with my eyes. I was actually trying to go along with her hoping she would think I had been accessing a porn site, it was better than the truth. "Looks like I am late," Sarah said gently squeezing on my cock through the cum-soaked cotton material. "I was going to have to stay late to cover for one of my friends on third shift, but I got out of it. I realized we haven't been seeing much of each other lately". "Well, that's sweet of you," I said as I stood up and embraced her. I looked over her shoulder only to see the glint of light reflecting off of a small round piece of glass. It was Carmen's telescope. I flipped her off behind Sarah's back and winked then asked, "Have you had dinner yet babe?" "No, why don't you go shower and we'll go out to eat. Looks like you have worked up an appetite anyway," she said giving me an open-mouth kiss on the lips. An hour later we were ordering drinks at TGIFriday's. I wasn't terribly hungry so I didn't have an appetizer but Sarah ordered Buffalo wings. I ordered a sirloin, medium well and Sarah decided on a chicken Caesar salad. Our drinks arrived and we talked as I sipped my Heineken and she sipped her strawberry margarita. "So, honey, I guess you must really be suffering to have to masturbate to videos of some busted-out chicks getting rimmed," Sarah said to me rubbing her finger on the salted glass rim then tasting it. "Well, honey, you know we haven't been having as much sex as we used to. I guess you sort of spoiled me," I told her as I watched the dew on my beer bottle collect into drops and run down the glass. "I'm sorry baby. It's just that we have Christmas coming up and we have been planning to go on that cruise this winter," she explained, her mouth making that face that always melted my resolve no matter what. "I just know that we could use the overtime." "It's okay, honey. We just need to talk more. Besides, it's not like I was cheating or anything," I said to her giving her the saddest puppy dog eyes in my repetoir. "True. I'll never forget the first time I caught you masturbating to porn," her eyes brightened as she recalled the time. "I walked in and pretending to be mad yelled, I should have known! Jenna Jameson, the fucking whore!" "Yeah, baby girl, you really had me going that time. You would have caused me to piss myself in shock but I was too hard!" I said laughing, clearly embarrassed. We continued making pleasant conversation like this all through dinner. We left and headed for home. I drove despite having three Heinekens and as we were about to hit the ramp onto New Circle Road I felt my girlfriend unzip my pants and remove my flaccid prick. "Jesus, honey. You haven't given me road head in so long. I'm going to have to get caught whackin' off more often," I said with a big grin on my grill as I enjoyed her slurping my manhood all the way to the Winchester Road exit. The fear of dying kept me from cumming and she persisted her oral onslaught till we arrived at our building. I parked and she raced out of the car and inside the building where she held the elevator for me. "Mmmm, I can't wait till I get you upstairs," I said to Sarah licking my lips lustfully. "Why wait till then lover? You can have me now," she said in a low sexy tone, raising her skirt up so I could see that she had on this skimpy, black lace thong that I love. I pounced on my lover with the grace and speed of a cheetah. We kissed briefly and intensely before I dove face first into her pubic area. I kneeled down in front of Sarah, as I moved the thong to the side with one hand and eagerly explored her outer lips with my tongue. Sarah moaned loudly and I tasted and felt a gush of her excitement spill out of her onto my stubbly chin. She pulled me by my hair and drove my face into her oozing snatch. We were lost in the motion till I heard the elevator ding as the doors opened to the eighth floor. There was a guy standing there waiting for the elevator, obviously drunk. He simply commented, "Bon apetit. Eat it up dude." He gave us the thumbs up so he apparently approved. Sarah just smiled widely and excused herself. She normally would have been terribly embarrassed but was consumed by lust. I just followed her lead, receiving a slap on the back as I walked by our drunken audience. Inside the apartment, Sarah mauled me. She was like a predator, obviously excited by our romp in the elevator and maybe a little by being caught. I smelled the musk in the air as she removed her skirt and top in between passionate tongue kisses. Sarah pushed me on my back onto my recliner, which happened to be in front of the bay window facing Carmen's building. It was almost like Sarah knew that she would be watching because she sure put on a good show. We had talked about how it turned me on for her to be aggressive in bed, and she always said that unless she was drunk it was awkward for her to take it too far. Sarah was really taking it to the next level that night. She pushed me onto the recliner, then pulled the lever and let the chair all the way back, then nearly ripped the button of my khaki pants as she undid them. I lifted my ass off the chair allowing the pants to come down, so she pulled the boxers down too. So there I sat wearing just a white polo shirt, my prick standing tall and proud when she grabbed the little guy and placed him on the entrance to her pussy and sat down hard taking the entire eight inches of pulsing, veiny meat in one stroke. Sarah forced my face into her waiting tits, knowing how to please my lover I began biting her nipples, softly then gradually harder. She responded by putting one hand on top of my head grabbing a handful of hair and one behind it also grabbing a handful pulling me closer. She also knew what to do to please me, knowing that pulling my hair harder and harder would signal me to bite harder. I sunk my teeth into her shoulder hard as I felt her thighs clamp onto me, her body convulsed in orgasm. She tore her flesh from my teeth as she rode my stiff prick and pinched her nipples. I thought of what a good show Carmen must be getting just as I couldn't stand it anymore and I exploded into my lover's convulsing pussy. It was a combination of her vaginal walls contracting, her gyrating motions and the thought of Carmen watching us fuck sent me over the edge. She fell into a limber pile of flesh and bones on top of me, and laid there for a moment before she kissed me tenderly and said, "I'm going to go shower baby. You coming to bed soon?" I replied yawning, "Yes, I got a long day tomorrow," and watched her ass cheeks sway as she walked down the hall and around the corner out of site. The light was left on, so I'm sure Carmen had a nice view of everything in the room. I put it out of my head and marched myself to bed. It was a long time before I slipped off into unconsciousness. I woke to the alarm clock beeping loudly at four thirty. I got up, dressed, made coffee and went out for my morning run. I had my three-mile jog, showered and then was off to an uneventful day at work. I am the manager of the maintenance department at the Toyota plant in Georgetown so I have a computer in my office. I thought about my sexual conquests of the night before and decided that I would see if I had any mail from my voyeuristic neighbor. I logged into Yahoo, and went to my inbox. I was surprised to see that there wasn't anything more than the usual onslaught of porn ads. I was about to sign off and go mix myself a protein shake when I received a message from Carmen. Carmen: helluva show yall put on last night Carmen: I really enjoyed it (smiley) Grinning widely I replied, Chris: I'm glad you liked the show Chris: I can't talk long……… Carmen: gotta work ya know Carmen: gonna be at the gym later? Chris: sure about 4:30 or 5 Carmen: gr8 see u then sexy! (kiss) The rest of my day went slowly as I was anticipating my afternoon. I was in a hurry getting home but unfortunately the afternoon traffic had other ideas. There had been a tractor trailer accident that had delayed everyone. I arrived home at about a quarter till five. I hoped that Carmen encountered a similar delay so I wouldn't be missing out on anything. I changed, brushed my teeth and poured myself a glass of orange juice and looked at the dark clouds that formed in the western horizon. I went to the bedroom and changed into a tank top and a pair of Nike running shorts to work out in. I grabbed a clean towel and stuffed it into my gym bag as I went out the door. I arrived at the gym at about five-fifteen, parked and went inside and began my stretching routine. I didn't see Carmen the whole time I was stretching, not until I was sitting down doing a set of military presses when she walked by me and said, "Hey there stranger, long time no see," with a wink. I greeted her once I had the bar back in place safely. "There you are, I was starting to think you had stayed home." "Oh, one can't have a body like this without paying the price," she said glancing at herself in the full mirror then said to me with a bright smile, "What do you say you let me make you dinner after we're done here? After all, you did put on a good show for me last night." "Actually, that sort of just happened that way. It wasn't planned," I said wondering what this strange woman had in mind. "Well, I'll take that as a yes. I'll stop by the store on the way home, You know the address, apartment 8-A. Be there, Umm," she paused looking at her watch then studying briefly, "How's six thirty sound?" "That's fine by me. I'll bring a bottle of Merlot," I said very excited by my new dinner plans. "OK, well I'm going to go finish my workout over here. I'll see you then," she turned and walked toward the front of the gym where the stair machines and treadmills are located. Eighth Floor, With A View After going through my normal workout routine, adding five and sometimes as many as ten repetitions to my usual sets, I felt like a teenager with raging hormones. I finished up and collected my things and headed out the door. I didn't spot her anywhere so I left for home. I stopped by our favorite liquor store, one of those large liquor outlet places that cater to upper-middle class assholes like myself. I grabbed a bottle of the Australian Merlot that Sarah and I liked so well. As I prepared to swipe my debit card I spotted condoms in between Juicy Fruit gum and hangover pills. Sarah was on birth control so we didn't have much use for condoms but I thought that it might not hurt to be prepared since Carmen had been enthusiastic in welcoming me to the neighborhood to say the least. On the way to my car I retrieved the box of condoms from the brown paper bag, I ripped it open and placed the three condoms in my pocket. I threw the box into the trash receptacle beside the door and thought to myself with my unsuspecting girlfriend in mind, "You can never be too careful." I hurried home and showered, brushed my teeth, checked the stubble on my chin and decided to shave quickly. I dressed casually in a T-shirt, pair of denim carpenter shorts and Nike's and at six twenty-five I was knocking at the door of apartment 8-A. Carmen opened the door, welcomed me inside with a warm smile and a kiss on the cheek. She was looking as yummy as ever! She had on a dress, if you could even say that much, that consisted of two strips of black satin-like material that spilt at the waist, then traveled up over her breasts, over her shoulders and met again behind her neck. The dress didn't cover much below the waist either, it ended just below the cheeks of her ass. Under this she was wore black fishnet stockings and a pair of black leather high heels. I hadn't even scanned the rest of the room, not having taken my eyes off of Carmen, until she said casually, "Chris, I would like you to meet Alicia." A voice to my right responded, "Hi, Chris, I've heard all about you. And from the looks of things Carmen didn't exaggerate at all." I looked to the source of the voice and was nearly as stunned as when I saw my neighbor in her stunning attire. There stood a tall brunette with long, curly black hair and dark almond shaped eyes, just a hint of makeup and a small diamond stud in her left nostril. She stood maybe five-seven. She obviously worked out also, but wasn't as muscular as Carmen. She too, wore an outfit that looked more suited on a high priced hooker than on two friends on a casual dinner date. She wore a white low cut top that covered little more than her nipples and about two or three ribs, a matching diamond in her belly button and a black skirt and sheer black stockings, but no shoes. She had already made herself at home with a drink in her right hand. Alicia offered me her hand and spoke with a wide grin showing her impeccably white smile, "You know, you should really watch this one, she can be a bit unpredictable at times. As the case is with most red heads." Carmen interrupted, "Why don't you two have a seat out on the balcony while I finish dinner? Make yourself useful, Alicia, and show Chris to the bar?" She took the bottle of wine and added, "Oh, I'm sorry, let me get that for you. I'll put this in the dining room." I followed the tall brunette to a mini bar beside the sliding glass doors that led out onto a modest balcony. "I'm having brandy, help yourself. Glasses are here, join me outside when you're finished. Oh, and if you want ice it's here," she said replenishing her snifter and pointed toward a small refrigerator-freezer combo that would most likely be seen dorm. She slipped out the door to sit at the small round patio table outside. I grabbed a snifter out of the rack overhead and added three cubes of ice and poured myself the equivalent of a triple of Courvoisier and joined my new found friend on the balcony. We got acquainted with each other as we watched the beautiful Kentucky horizon darken from a deep blue to a crimson haze in the late summer afternoon. Alicia finished her drink first and took my glass for a refill. She returned with another snifter of cognac on ice when out of the blue she said, "Have you fucked Carmen yet? She said she hasn't but I never believe that bitch." My jaw dropped after hearing these words. I stuttered as I tried to offer, " No, actually we haven't. It seems she's quite the voyeur and has watched my girlfriend and I fuck. Among other various acts." I was feeling the warm glow of a buzz from the cognac, where normally I would have been a bit uncomfortable with the subject matter having just met this attractive specimen of a woman. "Oh, I heard about your online film show. I was talking to her while she was watching," she said swirling the remains of her drink around the glass. "As a matter of fact I had to come over and comfort the poor thing after she got tore up from watching you stroke yourself like that." I had begun to sense the sexual tension between this woman and I when Carmen popped her head out the door to announce that dinner was ready. We gave each other lustful glances and then I followed Alicia inside. The aroma was unbearable upon reentering the apartment. She apparently fixed something Italian as I could smell healthy doses of garlic and oregano as well as a hint of chicken. Alicia obviously had quite a buzz and as she passed Carmen in the kitchen she leaned over and sucked her lower lip in her mouth then kissed her briefly but passionately. I could tell that Alicia was giving her more than a mere peck on the lips, that is for sure. She then asked Carmen calmly, "What's for dinner, love? It smells fantastic whatever it is." Carmen replied, "Roast chicken breast, fettuccini Alfredo and a Caesar salad." She then glanced in my direction and asked, "I hope I didn't use too much garlic, you must forgive me, I tend to use too much." This was unreal, I thought to myself. These two women obviously are not just mere friends, by the conventional use of the word. I heard Carmen's question but I was tuned out and quickly snapped back to the present conversation, "Oh no, there's no such thing as too much garlic where I'm concerned," I said with a slight drawl, my Kentucky accent becoming more prominent because of the drink. Dinner went well, we joked and laughed as we touching on our careers and goals in life. Alicia was the first to leave the table and Carmen and I soon followed. Alicia had went outside for a cigarette, I wasn't even aware that she smoked until this time. After she lit her cigarette she removed a small mirror and a glass vial from her purse and lined out what appeared to be healthy portions of coke. "Would you two like some of this? It's primo shit! It's Peruvian," she said and placed a rolled dollar bill to her right nostril. Alicia took a line swiftly up her right nostril, then repeated the act with her left. Carmen declined, as did I. "I did a blow a couple of times. It always made me a sadistic sex fiend, someone's fuckin' grandma wouldn't be safe around me on coke," I said. We were all seated around the table, and calmly I turned to Alicia and said, "So, Alicia, are you like Carmen, do you like to watch, be watched or what?" She looked at me as if a bit surprised and said, "Nah, I don't get into that shit much. I'm into chicks and everything but my thing is bondage." She said inhaling from her cigarette deeply, "I also like to role-play certain scenarios." "Like what?" I asked, intrigued. She had definitely gotten my attention. "Well, for instance, I like to have my lover pretend to resist. Or sometimes I like to play the victim. Umm, let me see. Then there's blindfolds, I like to take a sexy woman like Carmen here and cuff her, blindfold her and let strangers fuck her at random." My cock was throbbing wildly as these tales of taboo promiscuity excited me. I glanced between the two women as Carmen stared at my bulging crotch and Alicia tried to make eye contact with Carmen as if she sought approval. Suddenly, Carmen stood up and said, "Why don't I go get us some cuffs and we'll have us some fun, don't go away you two." She looked me dead in the eyes as she uttered the word fun, then promptly turned and went inside. Alicia looked over towards me as she was unzipped her skirt and said, "Oh my, am I going to have some fun with you." Then she let the skirt fall to the floor revealing her perfectly hairless pussy. Next she removed her top, as she wore no bra, and added it to the collection on the floor, revealing flawless massive tits. They had to be altered I thought as my cock ached for attention. Carmen returned with a pair of cuffs and what appeared to be a life-like dildo and a smaller plastic vibrator. So apparently she was joking about the fun part. Alicia took the cuffs from Carmen, walked near me and said, "First thing we need is to get you cuffed. There's nothing like a captive audience." She took my right arm, she moved to the rear of the deep cushioned chair I was in and slipped the cuff over my wrist and secured it. She then grabbed my left arm and squeezed the bicep. She said admiringly, "My, my, what a healthy specimen we have here." Next she slid my other arm behind me and cuffed it as well. I felt her long nails run down my left shoulder and onto my chest, causing gooseflesh as she returned to the front of me and took a seat on the table. Carmen moved in front of Alicia, allowing me a generous view of her perfectly sculpted ass. Alicia placed her arms onto Carmen's shoulders and they began a passionate kiss, letting her hands slip down to squeeze that ass. Carmen became the aggressor with Alicia leaning back, allowing her lover access to her entire body. She worked from Alicia's earlobes to her neck then down to her voluptuous tits. Paying extra attention to her dark aureoles and nipples. Next she kissed on down her toned stomach and onto to her hairless pubic area. My cock felt as if it had been super glued to my boxers as I watched these two women make love to each other. I suddenly heard a wet, slurping sound as Carmen began working on her lover's snatch. I was in agony, but at the same time it was extremely erotic. I felt completely helpless and, by-god, I liked it! I had been involved in many threesomes but never with such beautiful lovers. And certainly never in this type of situation, being a I was accustomed to being the aggressor. I heard Alicia begin to moan louder than ever as Carmen had introduced a dildo to the act and increased the rhythm of her licking. Alicia had a handful of her lover's red hair and was pulling her head in the middle of her muscular vise-like thighs. Her moans became high-pitched squeals as Alicia praised God in all His glory as she came. I don't think that I had ever been so aroused in my life. I was nearly cumming without even touching myself. My dick was so hard it actually hurt. "I believe you bitches forgot me here! At least give me a taste, Jesus!" I pleaded, my voice crackling. Carmen then moved aside and began undressing as Alicia slid off of the table and walked near me and took me by the chin and kissed me. I could taste raspberries, probably some sort of lip balm, mixed with the bitter taste that I recognized as cocaine. Alicia turned her attention to my crotch as she slid her hand down to pet my aching erection. "Let's get you out of these and let me see that monster in person." She said, as I bathed in the fumes of the alcohol on her breath. As she was removing my pants, I raised my ass up off the deep cushion of the chair and looked up to see Carmen working on her swollen pink labia with the tan rubber dick. My cock sprang up and slapped my stomach as it was free of the waistband of my boxers. She didn't bother to remove my shorts or boxers, rather let them remain bunched at my feet. She then retrieved her vial of coke from the table and got on her knees at my feet. "Hey what the fuck are you doing?" I asked her, my eyes wide. "This is so you don't explode, umm, prematurely." She replied with a wink, "From the looks of your underwear you got very excited." Knowing that I could lose my job if I had to be tested, I started to protest but before I had time she had opened the vial and sprinkled a bit on the tip of my penis. Quickly she began coating the head of my manhood with a thick white paste, a mixture of precum and coke. Instantly I felt a cool, numb feeling spread through my most sensitive organ. She eased her finger into her mouth licking it clean and began the same process to my cock. She grasped it at the base and began to softly flip the tip with her tongue. She then put her lips on the side of my curved penis and began to slide slowly down, making a powerful suction. The sensation was incredible. After making several trips on the right side, she shifted the position of her body and repeated the procedure on the left. Meanwhile, Carmen had added the small vibrator to the assault on her swollen, pink genitals. She had half the length of the eight-inch flesh colored vibe inside her, while she used the white plastic one on her swollen clitoris. She continued her movements as she watched our scenario until her body convulsed violently, biting her bottom lip she looked into my eyes. After her orgasm had ended she stood up, and placed her toys on the table. I lost track of her as Alicia took my eight inches and gobbled at the base, as if looking for more. I felt my numb cock jerk as my cock head was pressed firmly into her throat. She slid up off me with a thick string of precum stringing from my tip and kissed me in the mouth and I could taste a faint saltiness. Normally I would have protested, but at this point I was just about game for anything. Alicia stood u before me and placed her hands under my arms, standing me upright as Carmen let the chair back to a completely horizontal position. Pushing me down onto my back she straddled me and placed the tip of my cock at the opening of her lovely opening and rubbed it between her slippery lips. I started to protest about having unprotected sex, but didn't because of the heat of the moment. I would have to remember to get rid of the unused condoms in my pocket before Sarah discovered them. Carmen then moved around beside me and threw one leg over my face, facing Alicia. She lowered her hot pussy to my eager, waiting mouth. After slipping my tip inside her, Alicia began to gradually work my shaft into her pussy as it stretched to accept me while Carmen thrust her hips in a forward motion fluidly as my tongue rubbed between her inner lips and on her swollen clitoris. I felt hot pussy juice run down the side of my face as she grew even hotter. An automatic lighting system kicked on and the balcony was flooded with florescent light as the sun was now out of sight from this angle. After she had worked my shaft inside her, Alicia at first just sat still clenching her powerful vaginal muscles around me. My head imbedded in her uterus, she began moving her hips in a sideways motion before beginning to move vertically. Both of my partners were becoming more and more excited, words cannot describe the sensations I was experiencing. Each time my cock was forced into Alicia's uterus I felt myself spasm, releasing precum with every stroke as her weight and the force of her strokes milked me. Alicia was the first to cum as she ground into me with her hips working in a back in forth motion. I felt her pussy clench me fiercely as her body rocked in time with the convulsions in her cunt. This must have excited Carmen because she increased the pace of her thrusts, as she became more vocal. Her moans became squeals as she paused and began her orgasm. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming! YES!YES!" she screamed as her body shook. My senses were soon overwhelmed from having one delicious pussy on my face and another spearing itself on my cock as I drew closer to an explosion of volcanic proportions. I felt my cock grow even harder and Alicia said, "Oh yeah, come on, I feel you getting close. Give me that hot cum!" I felt her swollen vulva almost peel the flesh of f the tip of my dick as her vaginal muscles tightened almost to the point of denying my entry. She felt my swelling as she switched to an up and down motion and increased her speed. I erupted inside Alicia as she screamed at me, telling me to cum harder. Still squeezing me, she began slowing her pace but increasing the pressure within her cavity, Alicia milked me for what felt like my life savings. I backed away and pleaded, "Could you please take these off? I can't feel my arms." "Oh, sure thing," she said moving behind me as Alicia stood up taking her vial and heading for the table. I felt my right arm freed then my left I said, "That has to be the most amazing experience of my life!" I said, still amazed at the events that had just transpired. Alicia lined out more cocaine and snorted it quickly and then dressed. She thanked Carmen for dinner, kissed her lovingly on the mouth. Then she squatted down in front of my chair, "You did okay," she said with an affectionate smile as she caressed my limp prick. "I'm sure we'll meet again." She kissed me lightly and was gone, quickly stuffing her coke and the mirror into her purse. I began to get dressed and so did Carmen, neither of us talked. It was awkward for me, as I'm sure it was for her also. "That was awesome, you know, but I do regret not getting to feel your pussy on me," I said glancing up her lean body, noticing how sexy she was with her hair slightly disheveled. "You'll get your chance. Trust me you will." She said without the trace of a grin as she stared into my eyes, "How about something to drink? I am parched. Help yourself while I freshen up." And she headed towards the door, "There's plenty of wine left, you know where the bar is and if you don't want alcohol there's other stuff in the fridge." She went through the door and I didn't see her for almost twenty minutes. I heard her phone ring twice before she answered it. She talked for a few minutes and then reappeared. "You really have to get out of here now," she said returning to the living room where I had been waiting on her. "There is going to be some trouble and I don't want him to know you were here." Carmen was clearly upset, it looked as if she might have even been crying. She had apparently showered and changed into a casual pair of shorts and T-shirt. I said, "What is going on? I don't want to leave if I have been the cause of any trouble. Just hold on a minute." Carmen approached me, clearly on the brink of tears, "He's so fucking crazy when he's like this. That was Larry, Alicia's husband. He found out that she had been over here and is on his way now." "Well, I won't let him hurt you while I am here," I said taking her into my arms caressed the nape of her neck. "It's just that he's so jealous of me. We had a fling at their place one night and he obviously felt threatened by me, so he told her not to see me anymore," she said even closer to tears. Having said this she turned her face to mine and I hadn't before seen her as a vulnerable young woman but as a seductress. She moved her lips to mine and we kissed passionately. The kiss became more and more heated, she placed one hand around my waist and one at the button of my shorts and began to unbutton them. She grasped the zipper, unzipping them, she then worked my shorts and boxers into a bundle around my knees as she fondled my hardening cock. "I need to feel you right now," she gasped as I slipped her elastic band shorts off her hips and down her thighs. Turning around she stepped the rest of the way out of her shorts, bracing herself with her arms on the counter top. Eighth Floor, With A View I did the same with my shorts and placed my hands on her hips. I put my dick at the entrance to her pussy and rubbed the glistening tip between her lips to spread the lubricating precum. I gave a firm but slow thrust inside that pushed her swollen vulva out of the way and stretched her small opening to accept my immense, throbbing girth. Carmen gasped as first half, then the whole length was plunged into her. Seeming to love the pain pleasure mixture as her small opening was stretched tightly, she began to push herself back onto my thrusting prick even more firmly. We fucked in unison, grunting like savages as I clawed at the flesh of her hips. Plowing myself harder and harder into her pelvic bones, the narrow space between her legs spread to accept my powerful hips as her juices dripped and ran down off of my tool and onto my thighs. Carmen began to breathe harder, her vaginal muscles began to tighten in unison with my thrusts as her orgasm neared. The contractions of her cunt combined with the animal urgency of which we had been fucking were too much for me as I felt myself swelling up for another eruption. This must have added to her excitement and pushed her over the edge also because just as I felt my first load spew inside her, coating her uterus, Carmen squealed and tightened up even more than before. Gush after gush of my thick semen flooded her cavity as my thrusts gradually slowed, eventually my prick softening and slipping out of her. Carmen stood up and I noticed a thick string of my cum running down the inside of her leg as she walked to the kitchen, "Are you sure you want to be here for this Chris?" She walked out of sight and returned with two bottles of Evian. "Larry can be a maniac when he gets like this," she said handing me the water. "I'm not going to let him hurt you, if that's what you're thinking," I said cracking the seal on the bottle, taking half in one swallow. "Larry's a bit old fashioned. I'm not saying that it's not cheating for Alicia to be with me. It's just that he sees it as being worse than her being with another man," she said as she took a generous gulp from her bottled water. Suddenly I heard someone thumping on Carmen's front door, a man's voice yelled something and her doorbell rang repeatedly. If it was Larry he was very eager to get inside the door. Carmen seemed to be slightly amused, not alarmed by this, she looked at me and said, "You better step out onto the balcony. If he sees you he'll really go into a rage." She followed me as far as the balcony door and shut it behind her then drew the vertical blinds. Not knowing what else to do, I sat down and wondered how I got myself into this mess. Resting my head on the palms of my hands, I heard several voices.I definitely heard one male voice shouting, and then I heard a female voice, also shouting. Then the glass doors to the balcony opened and Larry, followed by Carmen walked out into the night air. Larry walked with his hands slightly raised, and upon further inspection, I saw that Carmen was holding him at gunpoint. He was obviously wealthy judging by the suit he was wearing. It was a fine Italian two-piece, grey twill suit, that just off the top of my head I estimated to be about five thousand dollars. Larry walked to the balcony rail and turned to me and spoke nervously, "So are you a part of this conspiracy also? What are you going to get out of this? This dyke cunt here is obviously going to get my whore wife!" He said nodding his head in Carmen's direction as he spoke. "What the fuck are you talking about? What conspiracy are you referring to?" I said in an agitated tone. "Well, from what I hear, you and this cunt have been keeping my dear, dear wife very busy," he said with a hurt enraged look in his eyes. "She hasn't had anything to do with me in months. I've seen the filth encrusted in her panties in the morning when she returns from her nights out with this whore sister of mine." Suddenly, I felt terrible sympathy for this man as well as a generous amount of guilt for my hand in this. I felt almost as much a victim as Larry did in all this. It was then that I realized something wasn't right, it hit me with the force of an atomic blast. I don't know why my rational mind didn't sound an alarm before now. I had let my cock do the thinking, a terribly narcissistic error. To think that I was so irresistible, as men are a dime a dozen when you're as beautiful as these two certainly are. Carmen had been silent until now, "You have served your purpose well Chris. I will remember how obedient you were when you're serving a life sentence," she said with a cold, sadistic look in her eyes. She was clearly enjoying this position of control. She used the Glock nine-millimeter she was clutching in her right hand as an extension of her hand to motion me onto my feet and over by the railing. I stood and took my place about six or seven feet from where Larry stood. Then I heard a loud crashing sound and moments later a strange man I had never seen before passed through the door and joined our silent congregation. "The door is all taken care of, let's finish this sweetie," the man said obviously talking to Carmen. He was a rather large man, nearly my height, I am six feet four, I estimated him to be about six two, but very broad in the shoulders and a paunch. He reminded me of the guy that played Al Bundy in the face and body structure. When I noticed that he was wearing latex examination gloves I knew I was in some deep shit. Carmen snickered and looked at Larry and me and said, "Yes, unfortunately it's time to end this little drama." Waving the semi-automatic pistols again she spoke, "Now turn around Larry, please don't make me shoot you." His hands shaking violently, Larry did as he was told, and then "Al Bundy" moved quickly and very gracefully for a man of his size behind Larry and struck him in the back of the head, forcing his upper body onto the railing. Larry's legs began to buckle, but obviously he had some strength left and struggled to stay on his feet. "Al Bundy" stuck him in the head two more times, splattering blood with both of the strikes. That must have ended it for poor Larry because he started to topple over the edge of the railing until his assailant grabbed him by the collar of the expensive, tailored blazer he was wearing and pulled him back. Larry then fell into a nearly fetal position on his side, a dark puddle of blood forming under his battered head. "Al Bundy" then took a crowbar and dipped it into some of the blood. He swung the club in my direction and splattered me with a fine mist of Larry's blood. "That will take care of the blood-splatter evidence," he said with a grin, "Looks like we have ourselves an open and shut case of homicide." Then tossing the crowbar at my feet he spoke to me, "And now you are going to be a good boy and pick up that bar, or my pretty little friend will have to put a nine-millimeter hollow point into your ass." Carmen motioned for me to obey as she walked nearer to me. I was totally in shock, I had no idea what could have been her motive in all of this. I slowly bent over and picked up the crowbar, I fought the urge to wretch as I felt my hand come into contact with Larry's cool blood and noticed a piece of his scalp stuck to the forked end of the tool. It had a tuft of hair attached and drying droplets of blood matted the hairs together. Carmen then smiled and said, "Well, lover, your job here is complete. Now get the fuck out of here before you end up dead like Larry." Seeing a way out alive I didn't hesitate making for the balcony door. I rushed on through the apartment to the front door where I saw that the door had been broken in. I then realized that I had to go straight to the police. Having common sense and a small amount of knowledge on the subject of police work from watching "CSI" and the "Law and Order" television shows, I knew that I had been set up. I rushed frantically out of the building, to the parking garage that my building shared with this one and got into my car and headed for the nearest police station. As I was about three blocks from Carmen's building, I heard sirens and saw two police cruisers go screaming by at a high speed. I arrived at the police station and approached door adjacent to the parking lot. There was a small speaker built into the brick with a button beside it, I pushed the button and when a voice spoke through I explained that I had witnessed a murder and needed to speak with a detective. There was silence for a moment and then a voice commanded me to wait. Then I heard the hum of an electric motor as the door was unlocked and it opened. Out came two uniformed officers with their guns drawn. They instructed me to turn and place my hands above my head on the wall. The then checked me for weapons and I was cuffed for the second time this evening! I was taken to a small square interrogation room and after the blood splatter being photographed and a sample taken, my left hand was cuffed to the leg of a large steel table bolted securely to the floor. I sat there and told the entire story to a uniformed cop and a detective, beginning with how we met and not excluding anything. They listened, stopping me once to offer me coke or coffee and once to leave the room, probably to confer with the people on the other side of the see-through mirror on the wall facing me. The detective, who had identified himself as Detective Steve Milburn, returned and instead of the uniformed officer accompanying him it was no other than "Al Bundy" with him this time. My body tensed as I stood as much as the cuff would allow yelling, "That's your fucking killer right there! He did it by-God I saw him!" Detective Milburn said with a smirk, "You have solved this case for me Mr. Owens, Detective Rowe is the killer. You're free to go," he said dryly then added, "Now sit down and shut the fuck up! As a man that has just committed a capitol crime, you seem very sure of yourself." They sat down across the table from me and informed me that they had spoken with the widow of the victim as well as Miss Jefferson (Carmen) and they had explained the affair that the three of them had been involved in. And how Mrs. Jefferson (Alicia) had tried to end the affair, the suspect (myself) had become enraged. Carmen had explained that she couldn't live with the fact that she was doing her brother this way so she had him meet her at her place. And upon seeing the late Mr. Jefferson arrive at his sister's, forced entry into her residence and killed him with the crowbar. The suspect had apparently become so obsessed with the two women and suspicious of an affair between the two separately, had started watching the two through a telescope that we found in his apartment. A telescope that was found to be pointed toward Miss Jefferson's apartment. Well the trial went fairly quickly, it was indeed an open and shut case. With public sentiment being as it was, it was unconceivable that two women such as these could commit such a crime with an airtight alibi like they have. I filed for appeal and it is still pending, but with Carmen and Alicia's testimony along with the testimony of other tenants in Carmen's building, it was hopeless. I found out in jail that Mr. Larry Jefferson owned a large thoroughbred farm on the outskirts of town and was beginning a promising career in politics as well. So he left Alicia an enormous estate as well as multi-million dollar insurance policy. Since there was such a sum of money involved, Detective Rowe was obviously being compensated well for his troubles. Kentucky being on the liberal side of the more conservative southern states, I was spared the death penalty, but rather received a life sentence, plus twenty years for second-degree murder. So no pun intended I did receive a rather thorough fucking at the hands of the lovely Miss Carmen Jefferson.