0 comments/ 37487 views/ 3 favorites Stood Up By: xaggothe “Abby, I’m telling you, they were stood up by a couple that they were supposed to meet here.” “How can you be so sure?” Abby looked back over at the couple by the bar. They were very attractive. The guy was about five-nine or so, brown hair and a neatly trimmed beard. The woman he was with was about five-four and blond. She had a tight little body that looked very nice in the summer dress that she was wearing. The two of them would talk to each other for a while, and then both turn and look towards the door. Abby’s husband Eric had pointed them out as they were waiting for a table at the little Japanese restaurant. “C’mon, they have that look on their faces. They’re waiting for someone, or someones, but they don’t know what the other person or people look like. See how they look at every single person that comes in the door? I bet it was supposed to be a first meeting.” “What do you mean?” “YOU know. They have that look. Same one that we’ve had.” “Oh, you don’t think?” Abby looked back over at the couple. They were both cute. “No way!” She couldn’t believe that they were swingers meeting a new couple for the first time. “Why not?” asked Eric, looking back over at the other couple. The woman was hot. And she could tell that Abby was eyeing the other guy. Eric looked back at Abby. She was wearing her little plaid purple skirt and the tight sweater that showed off her huge tits. Her black hair cascaded down over her shoulders. Eric could feel his cock twitch a bit as he looked at his hot wife and thought of her with the other woman. Or the guy. “Well, they just don’t look . . .” “What, like swingers? Do we? Is there a certain swinger look?” “I don’t know,” said Abby, “I just don’t think that it is really possible that they are.” She finished the glass of wine that was in her hand and felt the alcohol beginning to take effect. It would be kinda cool if they were, she thought to herself. “Do you want another?” asked Eric, draining his beer. They had been waiting for a while. The food was good. Too bad everyone else in the area thought so too. “Um, o.k.” The kids were staying with the folks, so why not? Eric got up and walked over towards the bar. Towards the other couple. He watched as the two of them turned and stared at him. They realized he had been there for a while and had not approached them, so they turned back to talk to each other. Without really thinking about what he was doing, Eric decided to go for broke. If he was wrong, he could possibly get the crap kicked out of him. But if he was right . . . . “Can I get another merlot and a miller lite please?” The bartender nodded and turned to get Eric’s order. He was standing next to the couple. Next to the other guy to be specific. Able to hear the conversation. “What time is it?” asked the woman. The guy looked at his watch. “Eight thirty.” The woman turned and looked back towards the door. “I don’t think they’re coming.” She played with her cocktail napkin for a bit and then took a sip of her glass of wine. She was obviously both nervous and disappointed. “Maybe they saw us and then just took off.” “I don’t know,” said the guy. “They could have just blown us off. Fuck.” He took another sip of his drink. The bartender came back with Eric’s order. He settled up and picked up the two drinks. As he turned, the other guy turned and glanced at him. ‘It’s now or never,’ thought Eric. “Swappernet?” “W-what?” said the other guy. He looked startled by Eric’s one word question and simply stared at him. “Sorry,” said Eric, “I didn’t mean to listen in on your conversation, but were you waiting for someone from Swappernet?” The guy looked at Eric briefly and then smiled hesitantly. “Um yeah. Are you Pete?” It was Eric’s turn to smile. “Sorry, no.” The other guy’s smile turned to a confused look. “Then how did you know about . . .?” “You two just had that look,” said Eric. He put his drinks back down on the bar and stuck out his hand. “I’m Eric.” The other guy shook Eric’s hand and smiled again. “Did we really look that obvious? I’m David by the way.” Eric laughed. “Well, that will be easy to remember. Its my middle name.” David laughed too. That seemed to cut some of the nervous tension in the air. He turned to the woman that he was with. “This is my wife Renee.” Eric shook her hand as well. “It’s very nice to meet you both.” Eric turned and pointed towards Abby. “That’s my wife Abby over there.” Abby had been watching Eric talk to the other couple. He waved her over. Abby stood and walked over. Out of the corner of his eye, Eric saw that David was staring at her as she walked over. The short skirt. The large breasts. Abby couldn’t believe that her normally shy husband had started talking to the strangers. “Honey, this is David and Renee.” “N-nice to meet you both,” said Abby. “I was right.” Abby was speechless. She turned and looked at David and Renee. The other couple realized what he was talking about, and they smiled. Abby smiled. Eric grinned his ass off. “Green party of two?” said the tiny Japanese woman standing next to Abby. She held two menus in her hand. “Um, yes,” answered Eric. He turned to the other couple. “Uh, this may sound a little odd, but would you care to join us for dinner? That is, if you don’t think that the couple you were waiting for is going to show up.” David and Renee looked at each other. They seemed to come to silent agreement that Eric and Abby didn’t look like a pair of raving loonies or complete whackadoos. “Sure,” said David. After some negotiating with the hostess, Eric was able to get a larger table. They were seated and immediately ordered a large bottle of sake for the table. All four were somewhat nervous about the situation and figured that the additional alcohol would fortify them a bit. “So, um,” said Renee, “how long have the two of you been, ah, doing this?” “What, eating Japanese food?” asked Eric. Renee smiled and David laughed. “Just kidding. We’ve been, ah, in the swinging scene for about two years. What about you guys?” “Well, we haven’t really been swinging for all that long.” “We had a threesome several years ago and liked it a LOT,” said David, “so, we’ve been talking about it for a while and decided to give it a try.” “We haven’t had that many experiences, either” said Abby. “Which one of you brought up the idea of swinging?” asked Renee. Eric and Abby looked at each other. Eric pointed at Abby. “What?” said Abby. “You brought it up, you big liar!” Eric grinned and nodded at the other couple. “How?” asked David. “Hmmm, I guess it just started as some hot talking during sex. We would get each other pretty worked up with our stories. The idea just grew from there. We, well, I started surfing the web to see what was out there. I stumbled on one swingers site, started chatting with another couple in a chat room, and away we went.” “So what kind of experiences have you had?” asked Renee. She looked at Abby. Well, at her tits. They were huge. God how she wanted to just reach over and touch them. And then suck on them. “We were with another guy once, and we had a full swap with a couple.” “Was the full swap a good experience?” asked David. “Yeah,” said Eric, “it really was. That couple is from out of town though, so unfortunately we haven’t been able to get together with them again.” “You two just need to find a hot couple in town to get together with,” said David. “That’s true,” answered Eric. He had visions of David bending Abby over the table and slamming his cock into her from behind. ‘I need to slow down on the sake,’ he thought. During a lull in the conversation, the two couples looked at the menus and decided to simply order a bunch of raw fish from the a la carte menu. The food came out surprisingly fast. As they munched, Renee and David told Abby of their own threesome experiences, as well as their recent adventures at a local swingers club. The conversation flowed pretty easily, and the four found that they genuinely liked each other. After a while, Eric clinked a chopstick against the side of his sake cup. “I propose a toast,” he said. The other three picked up their sake cups as well. “To Pete and the other woman for blowing the two of you off, because if they showed up, we never would have met each other.” The other three laughed and said “To Pete and the other woman!” in unison. After more laughing and joking, Dave and Eric paid the bill and the four looked at each other. “Um, well,” said David. “Yeah,” said Eric. No one was quite sure how to proceed next. Renee stood up somewhat unsteadily. “I’m going to the ladies room.” “I think I’ll join you.” Abby also stood and the two walked away, whispering furiously to each other. “They’re scheming about something,” said Eric, watching both walk away. Well, watching the two very hot asses walking away. “Your wife is very attractive,” said David. “That outfit she’s wearing is driving me crazy! She’s like a school girl hottie in that tight sweater and mini-skirt.” “With big tits.” “Oh yeah!” said David, smiling. “Your wife is pretty friggin hot too.” “Yes, she is. You should hear her scream when she gets all worked up. It’s fucking awesome.” Eric could vividly picture Renee bouncing up and down on his cock, moaning and thrashing around. “So, um, do you guys want to go somewhere from here?” said Eric. “That would be fine with me,” said David. “But I don’t know what Renee wants to do.” The two guys turned and saw Abby and Renee coming back towards the table. Both were smiling and laughing and walking arm in arm. “So, um what now?” said Eric. He didn’t know if Abby wanted to bail, but it looked like she was having a good time. “We’re gonna go over to David and Renee’s place,” said Abby. “They live pretty close to here.” Eric was somewhat surprised as Abby didn’t normally act this spontaneously. “Um, o.k.,” said Eric. He could see David and Renee whispering to each other a bit. The four got up and walked out of the restaurant. As they walked over to the parking lot, Renee walked beside Eric and Abby to David. “We’re going to switch hubbies for the ride over,” said Renee to Eric, “so I’m riding with you. I can trust you, right?” Eric was somewhat surprised and watched Abby and David head over to another car. She seemed to have no trouble getting into the car with him. A somewhat complete stranger. Well, a stranger that they had eaten with and talked about double penetrations with. “Um, right. I won’t bite or anything,” said Eric, unlocking the car doors. “Hmmm,” said Renee. “Maybe later?” Eric turned and looked at her when she said that. She was clearly flirting with him. He noticed that her skirt had ridden up her legs as she got into the car. Way up. Extremely far up. Catching glimpses of silky black thong panties up. Eric ogled her legs for a while and then looked up, hoping that Renee hadn’t noticed. She had. Renee smiled and laughed softly. Eric felt himself blushing after having been busted. He quickly started the car and began fiddling with the radio. Renee leaned over and put her hand on Eric’s leg. “What kind of car is this?” she asked. Eric jumped slightly at the contact, then felt his cock twitch as he felt Renee’s hand slide slowly up his leg toward his crotch. “A, um, a, an Audi” squeaked Eric. Her had moved further up his leg and was soon sliding over the crotch of his pants. And his cock. “Very nice,” said Renee. “Maybe I can help you shift it?” Eric moaned softly and his eyes rolled back in his head as Renee’s hand rubbed back and forth over his crotch. Her fingers danced on the head and then worked their way up and down the shaft. It felt awesome, and Renee obviously knew her way around a guy’s dick. “S-sure,” said Eric. Renee removed her hand. Eric opened his eyes and looked over at her. Her dress was still bunched up, and now she spread her legs slightly. Her hand slowly moved down to her own crotch, and Eric watched as one finger slid down over the front of her black panties. Renee closed her own eyes and leaned her head back and Eric watched her pleasure herself a bit. After a while, Renee stopped stroking her pussy, opened her eyes, and looked at Eric. “Why don’t we drive over to my place now so that you can fuck me hard?” David and Abby’s trip to the apartment was a bit quicker and not quite as erotic. The two were soon inside the apartment. David showed Abby around a bit. Kitchen, bedroom, the works. At one point, David excused himself so that he could use the bathroom. He couldn’t stop staring at Abby’s tits. He also wondered what was under the very short skirt that she was wearing. His cock was half-hard as he stood in front of the toilet. He tried to think some UN-sexy thoughts to make it go down a bit. Peeing with a hard-on was just not fun. After thinking of baseball and babies for a while, he was finally able to go. He had just turned on the faucet to wash his hands. “David, could you come here a second.” He turned off the water and grabbed a towel. “Just a minute.” David walked out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen where he had left Abby. Clothed. She was now naked from the waist up, her huge tits almost touching the tabletop. Her short skirt was bunched up at her hips and she was bent over the table, her hands palm down on the tabletop. Her thong panties were around only one leg on the floor. “Oh, hi,” said Abby, looking back at David. He stood with his mouth open for a few seconds. Abby bent over a bit further, and spread her legs out a little more. Her pussy was glistening with juices. David groaned and immediately went over to her. He started kissing her neck and massaged her breasts with his hands. Abby could feel his hard cock pressing into her ass underneath his pants. She was extremely wet and wanted to get fucked. David kissed his way down her neck and onto her back. He continued down Abby’s body and kept squeezing and rubbing her boobs. David couldn’t get enough of her curves. She was so different from Renee’s smaller, more athletic frame. He moved his hands when his lips touched her ass. He slowly spread her ass cheeks and lightly kissed her asshole. Abby moaned and ground her hips in the air. He could tell that she needed to be fucked. Hard. David’s kissing and licking was driving her crazy with lust. When he thrust his tongue into her sopping wet pussy from behind, she thought that she was going to explode. “OH GOD!” Abby screamed. “Lick my pussy. Oh! Oh yeah!” David plunged a finger into Abby’s pussy. He fucked it in and out of her for a while, and then stood up. He quickly undid his pants and slid them and his underwear off. Abby looked back to see his cock bouncing out straight in front of him. It was a nice size. Nice and long and very, very hard. She couldn’t wait to feel it deep inside of her. David positioned himself, moved his hard cock to her pussy lips, and then slid in with one long thrust. “UHHH OH,” gasped Abby. David’s hard cock was filling her up. “Mmmm, you feel nice,” whispered David in Abby’s ear. He stood with his cock buried deep inside of her. Abby tried moving her hips but found that she was trapped between the table and David. “P-please,” she hissed. “What do you want?” “Mmmmmm, fuck me you big stud! Fuck your big cock in and out of my tight little pussy.” “Your wish is my command.” David slowly pulled his cock out of Abby’s pussy and then quickly slammed it back in. Abby moaned again and really started to make noise as David built into a rhythm. “That feels soooo good,” said Abby as David began to thrust into her a bit faster and harder. He watched his cock plunge in and out of her and get coated with her juices. He grabbed her hips and then her ass cheeks as he continued to fuck her. “Oooo, yeah, you like me fucking your pussy? Some strange guy fucking you while your husband isn’t around?” “God y-yes!” said Abby. She was getting closer to a huge orgasm. David continued pumping in and out of her. “Yeah, I’m gonna cum deep in your pussy!” The front door opened and Renee and Eric walked in. To the sounds of David and Abby fucking. They quickly walked into the kitchen to watch the other two go at it. Eric loved watching his wife getting fucked by another man. David was fucking Abby hard and she was obviously loving every minute of it! He began rubbing his own cock as he watched the two go at it. Suddenly he felt another hand on his leg. “Take me to the bed room now!” Renee lifted her dress over her head as she spoke. Eric was suddenly staring at the other woman’s tits. ‘How did she get her bra off?’ Eric wondered briefly. Only briefly as suddenly the two of them were kissing and he felt Renee’s tongue in his mouth. Eric grabbed her ass as they French kissed. Her thong did little to stop his hands from exploring her wet pussy. Her hot tight little body was a new experience for him and he loved exploring it. His hands roamed from her tits to her pussy to her ass and back again. The two of them walked/stumbled into the bedroom and collapsed onto the bed. Eric couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough. As he fumbled with the buttons on his pants, Renee lay on the bed, her legs spread and her hand caressing her pussy. Eric quickly got on top of her and thrust his cock in. “Oh, yeah!” he moaned as he felt it slide all the way into her. “Mmmmm. . . fuck me!” said Renee. Eric began to pump his cock in and out of her. Renee moaned louder and louder as she felt herself start to cum almost immediately. The site of David fucking Abby and then playing with Eric was too much for her. “OH YEAH! OH! OH! AH! OH! FUCK ME! FUCK MEEEEEE!!” Eric pumped in and out of her faster. He could feel her cumming on his cock. And hear her. She was just as loud as David had promised. After what seemed like a minute, Renee simply collapsed. Eric was impressed with the force of her orgasm. It had completely overwhelmed her. He slowed his pumping to give her a little time to recover. “OH YEAH! OH FUCK ME!” Abby was screaming in the other room. She was obviously cumming to. ‘Well, that’s both ladies accounted for!’ thought Eric. “What are you smiling about?” Renee was looking up at Eric. HE looked down and saw that she had her own satisfied look on her face. “Just thinking about two hot women cumming at almost the same time,” said Eric. “Man, that was awesome,” said Renee. “I really needed that.” “I could tell,” laughed Eric. “What about you?” asked Renee. “We need to give you some relief before you explode!” Eric’s cock was still buried deep inside her pussy. Renee began slowly moving her hips again. “Mmmmm, not yet,” said Eric. His cock slid out of her as he moved down so that his face was in front of her shaved pussy. “I need to taste you first. I need to suck your clit and lick you hot pussy. Would you like that? Would you like me to lick your pussy while your husband fucks my wife in the other room?” “Oh yeah, lick my pussy!” Eric stopped. That sounded a lot like Abby! He looked up and saw that Abby was straddling Renee’s head! He watched as Renee stuck her tongue deep into Abby’s pussy and began to lick furiously. Eric could see the cream between Abby’s legs and knew that Renee was tasting both her and David. David got onto the bed and moved his now semi-hard cock to Abby’s mouth. The last image Eric had before turning back to Renee’s juicy cunt was watching Abby open her mouth and let the other man slide his dick in. The bedroom was filled with moans and mouths licked and sucked and fingers touched and pumped. Eric licked Renee’s pussy down to her little asshole and back up again. Renee kept licking the juices that were flowing out of Abby’s freshly fucked pussy, and Abby tasted her own juices on David’s quickly re-hardening cock. Stood Up I glanced at my watch she was an hour late, in fact I had come to the unwilling conclusion she was not coming at all. It was bad enough being stood up on a date at anytime, but after two months of dating you’d think she could’ve called. I was about to slide off the bar stool and head home for another shitty take away meal when the bartender approached me, he leaned towards me and looked down towards the end of the bar. “The lady says if you’re going to stare at her all night you could at least buy her a drink,” he said. I looked up and exchanged smiles with the slim brunette, truth was I had been looking passed her every ten minutes trying to focus through the red neon sign out onto the street hoping my date would show, I hadn’t taken much notice of her at all. I nodded to the bartender with approval and watched him serve the woman with a drink; she raised her glass in appreciation. I politely smiled and headed towards the door to leave. “Leaving so soon, why don’t you join me for one drink?” the brunette enquired. I obliged and pulled up a stool and sat beside her, she introduced herself as Alex and offered her hand for me to shake. “Hi my name is Pete, Pete Hamilton,” I replied. “Pleasure to meet you Pete,” Alex responded. Alex had mid length brunette hair and was wearing a black cocktail dress that plunged down the front and back only just containing her tiny pert breasts, the line of the dress stopping just above her bikini line, if she had one I thought, and similar at the back reaching down to rest on the top of her buttocks. Alex asked what had brought me to Harry’s bar, I explained that I was meeting my date who had obviously stood me up, Alex let out a wicked laugh. I felt uncomfortable and slightly embarrassed my ego already bruised, she apologised explaining that this bar must be the place to be stood up as that is what had happened to her, we both laughed loudly. I ordered another drink and we both gave our autopsy on why we were such losers to be stood up. I told my story first, I explained how I had been dating a women called Julie for a couple of months and that things were going fine when one night after a few drinks and a couple of joints we started asking those sort of questions of each other, like what do you find sexy etc. When Julie asked me what she could do to turn me on I stupidly replied, Id loved to watch her have sex with another woman, everything went pear shape from there, tonight was sort of I am really sorry please forgive me date. “That will do it every time,” Alex proclaimed. “Your turn,” I said. Alex explained in her line of work it was really hard to find a man who liked her for her, as opposed to what she did for a living. I took a giant gulp of my drink before nervously asking what she did for a living. Alex leaned slightly forward her dress gapped open giving me a full view of her tiny firm breasts her nipples full and hard, I am an erotic dancer Alex explained. My reaction was that of when I was ten and my best mate told me he caught a glance of our teacher Miss Jones nipple, Alex took it in her stride and kept the conversation rolling as if that was a normal reaction. Alex moved back from her revealing position and excused herself and headed of to the ladies room. I watched as she walked off admiring her shapely arse noticing there was no obvious panty line, her long legs seemed never ending and her slender calves accentuated by her high stilettos. Alex had only been gone for a couple of minutes when she returned. I was trying my utmost to look at her eyes however the sparkle from her belly button ring kept drawing my eyes down to her smooth skin above her dress. I shrugged my shoulders as sort of a lame apology like a little boy being caught for doing something wrong, Alex smiled and said she took it as a compliment. “Well Pete Hamilton what you say we blow this joint and try to find us some hot dates for tonight?” Alex announced. I nodded my head threw back the rest of my drink and followed the clicking sound of her high stilettos out the door. The change from air conditioning to the hot sticky night was almost unbearable my shirt instantly stuck to my back and Alex’s short cocktail dress kept edging its way between her legs, rising enough for me to see the bottom of her buttocks, Alex kept pulling it down as she walked, she only stopped when the dress rode too high and the shape of her pussy was visible through the material. I glanced sideways pretending not to notice, even though I could see her pull the material from between her lips. It didn’t take us long to gain entrance to the Blue Lizard as Alex seemed to know everyone that you needed to know in these places; we were heckled by the sweaty crowd of people lining up as we were ushered in. The dance music vibrated through my body as we headed for the bar, the place was jammed packed, and nightclub owners love this weather, turn off the air conditioning and crank up the music and watch the money flow over the bar. Alex stood close to me and her body seemed to go into an involuntary trance as it swayed to the music. I whispered in her ear that I was going to the bar to grab us a couple of drinks; she smiled her body not missing a beat to the rhythmic music. When I returned Alex pulled my arm motioning me to join her on the dance floor, I resisted explaining that I couldn’t dance and would feel uncomfortable dancing in front of someone who could. Alex pouted her deep dark red lips and headed out onto the dance floor by herself, she sexily moved her body around other peoples, running her hands seductively over her body across her breasts and slightly pushing the hem of her dress just high enough to show the smooth skin of her inner thighs, stopping every now and then to push her now drenched hair off her face. Finally after five loud pulsating songs the Dj slowed the music down realising that even people pumped full of ecstasy could not possibly keep the pace up on a hot night like tonight, he played a slightly slower Latin number. Alex slowly sauntered towards me swishing her dress exposing her shaven pussy lips to me for the first time, her hands grasping at the hem of her dress in a discrete and expert manner, parting her lips revealing her swollen hard clit she swayed her hips in a way that kept my eyes transfixed to her wet cunt keeping me oblivious to our surroundings. Finally she moved in close to me grabbing my head between her hands pulling me closer to her face making me look deep into her dark brown eyes. Her hot breath burning against my face, Alex straddled my leg and pushed her body down onto it forcing me to push my leg outward for her to rest on. Alex slowly grinded her cunt onto my thigh moving with the rhythm of the music she rested her sweaty brow against mine the salty droplets stinging my eyes. Alex’s breathing became heavier with each circle of her hips, the song blended into another much faster and Alex responded, her gyrations ever increasing she pulled our bodies tighter together her tits pressed hard against my wet shirt, the sensation causing her to let out a whimper. Alex bared down her wanting cunt harder against my leg, she looked at me, her eyes swan with an innocence and she kissed me deeply filling my mouth with her tongue, the taste of sweat and lipstick blending over my tastebuds. Alex’s hips moved forth and back against my leg with increased pace then they stopped, Alex arched her back pushing hard against my supporting arms her pussy making small jerking movements against my leg as her orgasm convulsed through her body. Alex pushed my leg down with her hands and placed her arms around me; she whispered an exhausted thanks and kissed me on the cheek. “I think we need another drink, don’t you,” she said as she disappeared into the sea of people heading towards the bar. I looked around anxiously looking at the crowd coming to the realisation of what had just occurred however it was as if no one had even noticed Alex’s performance. The word bitch escaped my mouth just as Alex returned with the drinks. “Excuse me,” she said. I clarified my actions by explaining I had just seen Julie in the crowd. Alex smiled and gestured to me to scull my drink; she ran her hand over my hard cock and told me that it was my turn for a little pleasure. I soon forgot about Julie and returned my attention back towards Alex. Alex whispered that she was heading to the ladies room and if I wanted my cock to taste some of her sweet flesh I was to follow her in about five minutes, she would meet me in the disabled cubicle where there is a little more room for playing, with that she smiled seductively and walked away. I waited five minutes as instructed and headed towards the ladies toilets I stood nervously a couple of feet away from the door waiting till I thought the coast was clear. I quickly ushered myself through the door and slipped into the cubicle all in a blurring moment hoping someone didn’t see me, I closed the cubicle door gently turning the engaged sign trying not to arouse any suspicion. I turned around and there before my eyes was Julie naked, back arched legs spread wide open positioned on the toilet seat with Alex’s head buried deep into her pussy. “Thank God, I didn’t think you were ever going to show up,” Julie announced. I was about to speak when Alex stopped paying attention to Julie and placed her finger over her mouth implying for me to not say a word, she turned back to Julie and ran her tongue along the inside of Julie’s pink pouted lips, Julie’s back arched slightly more at the touch of Alex’s tongue. I stood there not believing what I was seeing my mind awash with conflicting emotions, had it been a coincidence, a set up, or a sneaky plan on Alex’s behalf, I felt dizzy and had trouble focussing on the whole situation, my mind snapped back to reality by Julie’s voice. “Take her Pete, I know you want her I’ve been watching you, take her now,” she said. My mind didn’t even consider any other option I slid my trousers off and moved behind Alex. Alex lifted her arse slightly upwards giving me access to slide my hard cock into her drenched hot cunt, I pushed my cock into the entrance of her wanting hole, at first the head of my cock struggled against her tightness, I kept easing it forward until a sudden rush of heat surrounded my cock as I slid deep into Alex, I pushed out a grunt from the sensation and Alex lifted her head upward from the sudden fullness only for Julie to push her head back down forcing her to continue to eat her out. I grabbed Alex’s hips and pulled her firm tight arse towards me pushing my cock in as deep as she could take. I watched as my movement made Alex dig her nails into Julie’s thighs, I felt overcome by power every action I created caused a different reaction of pleasure in Alex and Julie. I moved my cock in and out slowly at first watching Alex’s tongue tease Julie’s soddened cunt, sliding up and down with ease between her lubricated swollen lips and how Alex fondled Julie’s breasts like only a women knows how to. Julie struggled to hold on she was so close, her pussy being eaten out by Alex was pushing her closer to the edge with every lick. Julie placed her arms over her head and held on tight to the cistern giving her leverage to lift her arse of the seat, she closed her legs tighter around Alex’s head. I quickened my pace and shortened my strokes, Julie moaned from Alex’s tongue pleasuring her cunt, her moans excited Alex more. Alex pushed harder against my cock trying to take every inch deeper inside her. Julie’s hipped bucked up and down and her moans became louder, Alex dug her nails deep into Julies arse cheeks diving her tongue deep into Julie’s wanting hole, the faster I fucked Alex the faster she flicked her tongue in and out of Julie as if it was a surrogate cock. Julie’s hips stopped bucking and her arse lifted higher off the seat then with a sudden lunge Julie grinded her cunt hard against Alex’s mouth as her orgasm swept through her body. Julie’s body motion forced Alex back hard against my cock pushing me deeper inside till my cock fully reached its hilt, Alex let a loud muffled sound as she came. Alex pushed her hand hard against my leg wanting me to withdraw from her, as I did Alex slowly kissed her way up Julie’s body until they kissed each other, Julie tasting herself on Alex’s lips. Julie moved toward me and knelt in front of me taking my hard cock deep into her mouth, she slid her tongue slowly along its shaft licking Alex’s juices off, and then took my cock deep into her mouth again, she sensed my closeness and turned around positioning her self between Alex’s legs, who now had taken up the same position as Julie had before. Alex let out a deep sigh from Julie’s touch, Julie rested her head sideways on Alex and slowly kissed and petted Alex’s slippery cunt, running her hands gently along Alex’s soft long legs. Julie lifted her arse showing me her well licked pink cunt, Julie’s clit reddened and hard protruding from its cover. I slowly slid my cock into Julie’s hole; she moaned as I entered, the sensation sent her tongue flickering over Alex’s clit. I watched as Alex caressed her pert breasts pinching and teasing her nipples between her thumbs and fingers. I was so close my balls were tight and ached for release, I pumped hard, deep and fast, Julie snapped at me to slow down, I obeyed her command. Julie’s tongue increased its pace over Alex’s clit her hands pulling Julie closer with each touch, Julie slid one finger into Alex’s stretched cunt, Alex’s hips bucked. “I want to cum,” Alex cried. Julie responded to her request and slipped two more fingers into her cunt; Alex squirmed at the fullness of Julie’s three fingers and pushed down hard onto them. Julie finger fucked Alex deep and hard, Alex’s body convulsed as her orgasm took control over her. I watched as Alex’s muscles spasmed tight around Julie’s fingers. As Julie removed her fingers Alex slid down from the seat between Julie’s spread legs. “I want you now Pete, cum in me, I want Alex to drink your cum from me,” Julie demanded. Hearing those words sent me to the edge I pumped my cocked furiously deep into Julie’s hot tight hole, my balls slapped hard against Julie’s arse. Alex licked Julie’s clit, her hole tightened around my cock pulling me deeper into her, Julie let out a deep moan as she climaxed, her cunt pulsated against my cock milking it for its cum, my cock erupted spewing out its hot jism inside her. No sooner had my orgasm finished, Alex slid my cock from Julie’s pussy into her mouth and drained every last drop of cum from it, she them moved her mouth over Julie’s dripping hole lapping up our mixed juices. After we gained our composure, we dressed, Julie whispering to me that she hoped that tonight was a turn on and with that she gave me a kiss and Julie and Alex left holding hands, Alex turned and gave me a wink, that was the last I ever saw of them. Stood Up Freddie Prince, Jr., looked at his Rolex. Across the table of the booth they shared, his costar, Ryan Phillips, asked, "So, what time is it?" "Six fifteen." "I think we've been stood up." "Let's give them another fifteen minutes. Maybe they're having trouble finding the place." Ryan smiled. "Yeah, 'cause this place is so hard to find, right?" The actors were waiting for their female costars, Sarah Michelle and Jennifer Love. The four of them were making You and Me, Last Summer, another teen slasher flick, together. It was the most mindless a movie any of them had made to date, which pretty much guaranteed successful box office receipts. This morning, they'd filmed Sarah's demise, which the director, having viewed the daily rushes, declared "satisfyingly gory." They were celebrating her death--or were supposed to be. The idea had been Jenn's. "Let's have a wake for Sarah!" she'd suggested. It was some wake, Freddie thought, without the guest of honor. "I hope they show," he told his companion. "I could kind of go for Sarah." "Jenn's hot, too," Ryan said. "I wonder if they think the same about us?" Ryan smiled, his cheeks dimpling. He glanced pointedly around their booth. "Obviously not." "Seriously," Freddie said. "What do you think? Could Sarah go for a guy like me?" Ryan felt his face warm as his blood , rising, reddened his cheeks. He was a platinum blond, so, despite his eternal tan, it was always fairly evident when he blushed. The elegant restaurant the girls had chosen for their rendezvous was dimly lit, though, so he hoped his male costar hadn't noticed the effect his question had had upon him. "Sure," he answered. "Why wouldn't she? You're a teen heartthrob, aren't you?" Now, it was Freddie's turn to smile. His dark looks looked even better when he did, Ryan thought. "According to Tiger Beat, I am." "What about me?" Ryan asked. "Could a girl like Jenn go for a guy like me?" "Hell, I could go for a guy like you," Freddie joked. "What time is it?" Freddie consulted his watch. "Six twenty five." "They have five more minutes to get here, then," Ryan said, "before we're officially stood up." Five minutes later, Ryan extracted a hundred-dollar bill from his wallet and set on the table, under his water glass. "They're not going to show." "What's that, a bet?" "No, it's a tip." "You sure you don't want to give them another few minutes?" Freddie asked, his dark brown eyes looking soulful. "They're not coming," Ryan repeated. "Hell, they're probably shacking up together somewhere." Freddie looked shocked. "They're lesbians?" "All the women in Hollywood are lesbians, in case you haven't noticed." "So what are you going to do, now that we've been officially stood up?" Ryan shrugged. "Go home, I guess. It's been a long day." Freddie sighed. For him, "home" was a condo the studio had rented for him while he was making the movie. It was okay. Hell, it was more than just okay. It was great. Everywhere he'd ever stayed since becoming a "Hollywood heart throb," as Tiger Beat and other celebrity rags called him, had been great. They'd been fabulous, in fact--and lonely. After a twelve- or fourteen-hour day in the company of friends--or, at least, friendly acquaintances--with the hubbub of a film crew shooting a flick--especially a sometimes-adrenaline-pumping horror flick--the confines of even the most elegant condo seemed like a jail in which one was serving a solitary sentence. He hesitated. Ryan wasn't Sarah Michelle, but he was drop-dead gorgeous in a guy kind of way. Talking to him would be better than spending another night alone in a strange condo, watching TV, taking a dip in the pool, or jacking himself over some dumb porno movie he rented at a sleazy adult emporium on the way "home." As Ryan rose, Freddie said, "Would you like some company?" Halfway to his feet, one hand pressed flat against the tabletop, Ryan paused, half-crouched, looking at his costar. 'You want to come home with me?" "You know, for a couple of drinks," Freddie added hastily. As he smiled, Ryan's simples showed again in the flickering candlelight. "I have some tequila." A grin stretched itself across Freddie's handsome face. "Tequila's my favorite drink. I love the worm." "Me, too," Ryan said. He'd intended his words to convey a double meaning, as he'd hoped Freddie's had. Shooting movies took an actor all over the world, and both Ryan and Freddie felt as if they'd been everywhere. They hadn't, of course, but sometimes it felt to them as if they had. In many ways, acting was a lonely life. The public didn't seem to understand or to believe such a thing was possible. A screen idol, their fans believed, could snap his fingers and have any woman he wanted, whenever he liked. The reality was far different. Most of the time, an actor was up by dawn. After a quick shower, he was hustled across town, still half asleep, to the studio, where makeup artists and hairstylists performed their feats of magic upon him, and, then, most of the day, it was hurry up and wait. On this picture, they shot maybe five pages of the script in a fourteen-hour period, actually acting for maybe an hour. That hour was stressful, though. The cost of shooting even a foot of film ran into the thousands of dollars, and an actor was always only as good as his last couple of films--or, rather, their box office reception. Some of the men and women in the business drank or did drugs to take the edge off, but Freddie drank only on Friday and Saturday nights, if then, because Sunday gave him a day to recover and not look or act wasted on the set. The party boys and girls among their peers couldn't seem to understand why, after a couple of years of bad behavior on and off the set and a few failed movies to their credit--or discredit--their careers flagged. For them, it was always someone else's fault--their agent's, their lawyer's, their accountant's, the director's, a co-star's. Freddie didn't take his success for granted. He'd worked hard to achieve it, and he meant to work even harder to maintain and increase it. His father, who had also been an actor, had ended his own life after his marriage had failed. Freddie had been less than a year old. Maybe that's why he was attracted to other guys, although no one knew of his bisexual interests. He was deeply in the closet. Hell, he'd admitted to himself that he was a switch-hitter only a couple of years ago. He attributed his attraction to men to his feeling that he'd been abandoned by his father. His old man hadn't had the courage to be there for him. His life had been all about himself, to the bitter end. In having sex with other guys, Freddie felt that he was receiving the love that his father, in a different context, would--and should--have given him. That's how Freddie explained it--or maybe just rationalized it--to himself, anyway. Of course, his father had been of Puerto Rican ancestry, and Ryan, with his creamy, smooth skin and curly blond locks, was anything but Puerto Rican. That tended to shoot down Freddie's theory as to why he made love to other men, maybe. Then, again, maybe it didn't. It would take a psychologist to untangle the mess that was Freddie Prince, Jr., and while that might "straighten" him out, it might also have a negative effect on his love life, and, if the truth were to be told, Freddie liked being bisexual. His sexual attraction to both men and women doubled his pleasure, doubled his fun, giving him access to the best of both worlds. What was it that Woody Allen had said? Being bisexual doubles one's chances for a date on Saturday night? Something like that. When a guy's lonely, he needs all the help he can get, and being bisexual stacked the odds in Freddie's favor. Take tonight, for instance. He'd been stood up by Sarah Michelle, but he was going home with Ryan Phillips--to do more than drink tequila, he hoped. Had Ryan understood his comment about the worm? Freddie guessed he'd find out soon enough. Ryan's agent had insisted that his client be provided a getaway retreat, in addition to a condominium, and the retreat had to be in the mountains, not on the beach or inland. It also had to be equipped with an outdoor hot tub, surrounded, of course, by a privacy fence. Ryan liked his privacy. If and when he might be lucky enough to pick up a date among his teeny-bopper fans, he figured upon having an out-of-the-way place where they could be alone together, far from the prying eyes of others. The cabin that the studio had rented for him, near Charlotte, was a three-hour drive from Southport, the small seaside town, south of Wilmington, North Carolina, near Cape Fear, in and around which they were shooting their current film, and Ryan used it only on the weekends, but, to him, it was worth it. Ryan liked the deep woods of the high mountains. He was a bit of a nature buff--and a naturist, or nudist, too--and, to be nude outdoors, it was best, usually, if the outdoors in which one got naked was remote. The place the studio had rented for him--Mountain Majesty, the owners called it--was definitely isolated. For a mountain cabin, it was well furnished, though, even, in its own rustic way, rather elegant. Outside the restaurant, the valet returned with Ryan's vehicle, a bright yellow Hummer. "Nice ride, man," the carhop complimented him as Ryan tipped him. The carhop glanced at his tip. "Wow! Thanks, sir." Ryan nodded toward Freddie, and the other actor climbed into the passenger's seat. The carhop watched the vehicle speed away, its two handsome occupants, one dark, the other light, out for a night on the town, no doubt. With the Hummer and their good looks, they'd have no trouble finding some hot chicks, he thought, pocketing his tip. Some guys have all the luck, he mused. Three hours later, in the light of the full moon, as Ryan drove the Hummer up the winding road that hugged the side of the mountain, Freddie could make out the general features of the landscape. On Ryan's side, across the opposite lane, the side of the mountain rose past outcroppings of rock, to the darkening sky. On Freddie's side, the mountain dropped away in a sheer cliff, offering a view of the forest and hills below and the lights of the closer towns (not that any of them was especially near). Although it was too dark to see any of the trees' foliage, autumn was painting the trees various colors, and, Freddie knew, their leaves would seem to burn with tiny red, orange, yellow, blue, and green flames. "The cabin's not much farther now," Ryan advised his passenger. "It's in the Birkhead Mountains Wilderness portion of the Uwharrie National Forest." He glanced at his passenger, thinking Freddie looked especially handsome against the backdrop of the cloudy, dark sky through which the luminous moon rode, sometimes veiling itself in clouds. "Before long, we'll be enjoying the worm," he said. Enjoying the worm! Was there a double meaning in Ryan's words? Freddie wondered. He hoped there was. The road turned to the left, straightened, curved to the right, straightened again, and crested a peak before bending to the left again. The moon, which had looked closer only a few minutes ago, as it glided among the clouds above the forested side of the mountain and the valley below, seemed suddenly much higher and farther away. The Hummer slowed. "We're here," Ryan announced, turning off the blacktop onto a rough dirt road. "Hold on," he cautioned, as the rugged utility vehicle dipped and bounced in the rutted lane. The tires encountered a series of washboard-pattern ridges, its chassis shuddering, and Freddie actually felt his teeth chatter. His braced himself, wondering just where in hell Ryan was taking him. Before them, in a clearing, under the moonlit sky, the dark outlines of a cabin reared against the backdrop of shadowy foliage. The vehicle tripped a motion sensor, and lights came on, illuminating the patch of leaf-littered terrain that passed for the front yard. Ryan turned off the vehicle's engine. "Home, sweet home," he intoned. He smiled at the look on his costar's handsome face. "Don't worry, it's much better inside, and there's a hot tub out back." "Out back where?" Freddie asked. "In the woods?" Ryan laughed. "Almost." His passenger shrugged. "A hot tub sounds better than pussy right now." "There's something you should know, though," Ryan told him. Freddie looked at his host. Ryan had beautiful eyes, he thought. He swallowed. "What's that?" he asked. "I'm a nudist. I don't have a swimsuit." "That's okay," Freddie assured him, his heart beating faster than it had the time he'd first laid eyes on sweet Sarah Michelle. "I don't have one, either." A few minutes later, Ryan and Freddie, drinks in hand, were seated beside one another in the hot tub, the effervescing bubbles tumbling against their naked bodies. The sprays of water fizzed against their cocks and balls, giving their genitals and thighs a watery massage. The collision of the heated, bubbling water against their bare skin drained the day's tension away. With a deep, satisfied sigh, Freddie eased back against the wall, his sleek, wet upper arm jostling Ryan. Quickly, he pulled himself away. "Oops! Sorry." Ryan's arm looped around Freddie's bare shoulder, drawing him back to him. "Stay," he invited. Freddie said, "Out here, isn't the fence overkill?" "I like my privacy," Ryan said. He'd turned to face Freddie, who was also looking at him. Their faces moved closer, slowly. Their lips were inches apart. They could feel each other's warm breaths upon one another's faces. "No one can know," Freddie whispered. "I'm deep in the closet." Ryan smiled. Up close, his teeth were dazzling, even at night, in no more light than that of the moon and the stars. Freddie watched his lips and tongue move as he formed the words of his response: "No one ever will." Their lips brushed, and they kissed. Freddie felt his cock throb. Then, almost instantly, it swelled, beginning to stiffen, and he realized he'd wanted Ryan for some time, maybe since he'd first met him, several weeks ago, when they'd begun filming their current flick, You and Me, Last Summer, with Sarah Michelle and Jennifer Love. Well, he told himself, their female costars, having stood them up, weren't here now. No one was, except the two of them. Their mouths pressed against one another more forcibly, and Freddie felt Ryan's tongue, soft and wet, penetrate his lips and enter his mouth, a penis surrogate inside a substitute womb. He responded by sliding his own tongue into the warm-wet-softness of Ryan's mouth. Their tongues swirled around one another, and Freddie felt his cock stiffen more as his nipples also became erect. A tremble shot up his spine, making him shudder. Ryan broke their kiss. "Are you cold?" "No, I'm excited," Freddie answered. A moment later, he almost leaped to his feet as he felt Ryan's hand circle his jutting cock. His costar's fist pumped the tight flesh of Freddie's cock back and forth upon its rigid shaft. Freddie moaned, wondering whether, beneath the swirling bubbles, Ryan's dick was also thick and hard. He took a deep breath, telling himself there was only one way to find out. His hand dove beneath the water. Finding Ryan's prick, it also found the answer to Freddie's question. Ryan was hard, all right--as hard as a rock. They played with one another's cocks and balls, stroking their own at the same time, the bubbles crashing repeatedly against their thighs and scrotums and bursting, again and again, against their cocks and perinea. Freddie moaned. "You still think the fence is overkill?" Ryan asked. "Yes," Freddie replied, "but it's better to err on the side of caution, especially when you're in the public eye." "That's why I always make the studio rent a cabin for me, whenever possible, and insist on a fence around the hot tub, even when the tub's in a setting as isolated as this one. The paparazzi are very persistent." "I like the way you think." "And I like the way you masturbate me, but I think we'd be more comfortable, at this point, inside or, more specifically, in bed, don't you?" "Absolutely." The two men stood, the water running ins sheets and rivulets down their sun-bronzed flesh. In the moonlight, their smooth, naked bodies seemed to glow. It wouldn't have been difficult to imagine that they were gods visiting the earth. Freddie glanced down, at Ryan's stiff-standing cock, and Ryan gazed at Freddie's erection. Then, they looked at each other. "You're more of a man than I am," Freddie admitted. "Just by an inch o two," Ryan said. "Two, at least," Freddie agreed, "and the guy with the shorter cock is the one who takes it up the ass." "Says who?" "Me. That's my rule." Ryan chuckled. "I knew there was something about you--besides your cock, balls, and ass--that I liked from the first time I met you. Now, I know what it is. You're deontological." "Huh?" "Rules based." "Oh." "Come on, I want to slip into something more comfortable: you." Ryan offered Freddie his hand, and, feeling rather like a schoolgirl, Freddie accepted it, folding his fingers around the edge of Ryan's palm. The blond actor's hand felt strong and manly. Ryan was so masculine that it was hard for Freddie to picture him in anything but an active, assertive, even dominant, role. He remembered Ryan's long cock, and how stiff and thick the erection had looked. He could hardly wait to have Ryan's prick stuffing his ass. His own cock, already erect, stiffened more. At the cabin, Ryan slid open one of the sliding-glass doors, and they stepped into the interior of the cozy living room. "There's plenty to eat and drink," Ryan offered. "Would you like anything?" "Just you." "Let's start with an appetizer--for you, at least. You can suck my dick." The two men were still holding hands, like young lovers, and Ryan led Freddie down the hallway from the living room to the master bedroom, in which a comfortable, king-size bed awaited their pleasure. Ryan sat on the edge of the mattress, his legs spread wide, and Freddie knelt before him, on the carpeted floor. Rocking forward upon his knees, bending low at the waist, and letting his flat, outstretched palms drop to the floor to support him, Freddie opened his mouth wide, letting it descend over and around Ryan's upright-standing cock. His lips puckered around the thick, rigid member, and he felt them, rather than the prick they encircled. As he lifted his head, he felt his lips drag against the sleek firmness of Ryan's cock, but, again, the sensations were more of his own pursed lips than of the erect penis they enclosed. His perceptions were not the result of any self-centeredness on his part, he knew, but simply the effect of his lips' sensitivity. His fingers were sensitive, too, and usually, it was they that experienced the sense of touching, rather than of being touched, when they made contact with another surface, but when that other surface was his lips--or, for that matter, his cock--his lips or cock, rather than his fingertips experienced the sensation of being touched rather than of touching. Some surfaces were just more sensitive--more packed with nerves, scientists would say--than others, and the lips were a pair of these surfaces. Occasionally, as his mouth plunged down the shaft of Ryan's cock, however, Freddie felt the other man's prick, not as a prick, particularly, but as something that seemed to jab at him, through his lips. From his vantage point, Ryan also felt Freddie's closed lips pushing and pulling against the sleek, tight skin of his cock. He watched the dark-haired actor pump his mouth up and down, slurping and sucking as the saliva collected inside his warm, wet cunt-mouth. As he continued to suck his prick, Freddie drooled slightly. Normally, he would have been embarrassed by his having done so, just as, normally, Ryan would have been disgusted and annoyed at having someone's spit all over his prick and balls, but they were too excited sexually to be concerned with such matters now, and, if anything, the drool excited them further, in part simply because it was so unseemly. Stood Up I'd been sitting at the bar for nearly an hour, my date hadn't shown up and I was starting to admit to myself that he wasn't going to. I thought about what a shame it was to get all dressed up and excited for no reason. I'd worn my sexiest short black dress, my long red hair hung down my back in loose curls and I'd bought the black stilettos especially. Since I'd been waiting I'd had a few drinks and was now feeling a bit drunk. The barman had been really sweet, chatting to me to save me from sitting there all alone and had even given me a couple of drinks on the house. The time had come to call it a day and just go home, I thought to myself, and as I was putting on my jacket, the barman called, "Leaving so soon?" "Yes," I replied, attempting a smile, "that's enough humiliation for one night, I think." I thought he muttered something then but I must have imagined it because when I looked over he was serving another customer. I wandered out into the street and headed for the bus stop. After a quarter of an hour, no buses had come. "Shit," I thought, "I've missed the last one." I hadn't realised how late it was. Just then a black car pulled up and the driver rolled down the window. I bent down and peered inside and saw the friendly barman smiling up at me. He was really good-looking, tall and black with very short hair and gorgeous green eyes. "Need a lift?" he asked, grinning. I hesitated. Getting into a car with a stranger wasn't a good idea and I knew it, but I really was stuck and he seemed so nice. Plus, I knew where he worked, so he wasn't a complete stranger, not really. "Thanks, I think I do," I said sheepishly. I opened the car door and slid inside. As we drove along the dark streets we listened to music and chatted. We were actually getting along really well and I thought that this night hadn't turned out to be a complete disaster after all. He was a very fast driver and it was making me feel a little nervous. After a few minutes I realised that he hadn't asked me where I lived yet and we were heading in the opposite direction from where my house is. "Aren't you going to ask me where I live?" I asked, thinking he hadn't realised. "No, why?" he replied. I was surprised by this, "so you can take me home" I said, with a nervous laugh. "But I'm not taking you home, I'm taking you back to my place," he said, looking straight ahead with a little smile on his sensual lips. Then he took his left hand off the gear stick and placed it on my thigh. He gripped my leg a little too tightly, "and when we get there," he said in a low voice, "I'm going to fuck your brains out." When he said these last words I shivered. I couldn't tell if it was fear or arousal but I felt electrified. My mind was racing and I sat staring straight ahead as we drove too quickly through a part of the city I'd never been to before. He pulled into the car park belonging to a tall block of flats and stopped the car. He leant over to me and pulled my face roughly towards him. He held me there, staring hungrily at my terrified face and then he kissed me, forcefully and passionately. I couldn't have stopped him if I'd wanted to. Then he threw me back into my seat and got out of the car. I sat there, glued to my seat by fear and anticipation. As he walked around the front of the car, he never took his eyes off me. He opened the door on my side and yanked me unceremoniously to my feet. He slammed the car door behind me. At this stage, real fear kicked in. "I want to go home," I said, my voice was small and panicky. "Do you?" he asked, twisting my arm painfully and pushing me against the car while gazing into my eyes. I hesitated, just for a second. "I didn't think so," he laughed, and pulled me into the building. In the lift he pushed me into a corner holding both my wrists above my head with one strong hand. He was breathing hard, kissing my neck and shoulders and grabbing my breasts roughly, pinching my nipples. With every pinch I could feel a tiny shiver of arousal pass through my body. When the lift doors opened on the fifteenth floor I thought of calling out for help but just as I was about to, he put his hand firmly over my nose and mouth. I struggled for air but he wouldn't let go. Still gripping my wrists with his hand, he led me along the corridor to his flat. I was thrashing in his arms by this stage, trying to get air. "I'll let you breathe if you promise not to wake the neighbours," he whispered in my ear, his warm breath making me shudder all over. I nodded. His grip around my wrists became painful but suddenly I could breathe again and he unlocked the door with his other hand. His flat was well lit and nicely decorated. The front door opened onto a large open plan sitting room and bedroom and there were two doors to the left, presumably leading to a kitchen and a bathroom. The wall opposite the front door was entirely made of glass and showed a beautiful night-time view of the city. "Nice place," I said, sarcastically conversational. He laughed and let go of my wrists. "Glad you like it," he said. "The door's locked and I've got the key so make yourself at home." He went through one of the doors which apparently led to the kitchen. I sat on the edge of the sofa nervously. After a couple of minutes he returned with two glasses of wine, gave one of them to me and sat down on one of the armchairs. "This is your idea of romance is it?" I asked with venom. "I think it's pretty sexy, yes," he replied, "I like having you here, powerless to resist." "Who says I want to resist?" I said daringly, feeling a thrill as I said it. He got to his feet when I said this, and jumped onto the sofa where I was sitting, knocking the glass of wine out of my hand. It fell to the hard wooden floor and smashed, the wine spilling in every direction. He had one knee of either side of my hips and had pulled my head back onto the sofa by my hair which he was twisting painfully. "Take my cock out, you filthy slut." I cried out in pain as he twisted his hand in my hair. I fumbled with the front of his black work trousers. As I pulled the zip down I could feel an enormous bulge under his boxers. I reached inside and pulled out his massive erect cock. "Put it in your mouth," I didn't need telling twice. Before I could think about what I was doing I had put as much of his huge dick in my mouth as I could and was sucking it hard. With my right hand I gripped him firmly and with my left I started feeling his balls. It felt so good to have his hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth that I couldn't help letting out a little moan of pleasure. "I'm glad you're enjoying this, you little whore," he said, breathing hard. The he grabbed my head with both hands, forcing it back onto the sofa and rammed his cock into my mouth. He fucked my face, pounding in and out and I just stared up into his eyes feeling utterly used. I put my hand between my legs and was only slightly surprised to find that my pussy was dripping wet. I pulled my knockers to one side and started to play with my clit while he fucked my face. When he noticed what I was doing he let go of me and stood back stroking his huge erection and watched me play with my pussy. I could feel pleasure building up inside me and seeing the animalistic desire on his face only made me want his cock inside me more. Just when the pleasure was building to an unbearable height, he came forward and grabbed me. He gripped me painfully by my hair and neck and half led, half dragged me around the sofa and threw me forcefully face-down onto his bed. Before I had time to move he was on top of me. He clutched both my wrists tightly in one hand and forced them painfully against my back. Then his face was next to mine. Breathlessly, he whispered in my ear, "What do you want me to do now?" "Just leave me alone, let me go home," I lied. I was playing along now. "I think you want me to fuck your pussy, you little slut," he said brutally. He pushed up the back of my dress and roughly pulled my knickers down to my ankles where they caught on my high heels. He moved into position on top of me and I could feel his hard cock between my legs sliding up and down my wet slit. It was all I could do to keep from whimpering with delight and begging him to put it inside me. "Tell me you want me to fuck you," he demanded. "No, please don't," I whispered. Suddenly he rammed the whole length and width of his massive cock into me. I screamed out in mingled pain and pleasure as again and again he pounded into me. I had never been fucked like this before. He was slamming into me, fucking me harder than anyone ever had. With his whole weight he was pinning me to the bed so forcefully I could hardly breathe. I heard him grunting like an animal and could feel his hot body sweating on me as he rammed into me, fucking me, sliding his cock mercilessly in and out of my soaking wet pussy. I couldn't help it, ecstasy was building inside me again, I moaned with pleasure. When he heard this he lifted my hips with the hand that wasn't gripping my wrists and slid it round and down to my clit. It was almost too much. He rubbed my clit vigorously and fucked my pussy faster and faster. I heard his breathing get heavier and then I lost it, my hips bucked and I screamed out loud as my pussy clamped down around his cock and wave after wave of ecstasy flooded my body. As I lay there panting, he held on to me tightly, I felt his whole body stiffen and then he gushed all his cum deep inside me and he collapsed onto me, both of us breathing hard. I wriggled out from underneath him and turn over onto my back. I lay with my eyes closed, enjoying the last sensations of my orgasm traveling through my exhausted body. When I opened my eyes he was leaning over me, smiling. I smiled cheekily back and then he kissed my lips. "I get the feeling you enjoyed that, really," he said roguishly and kissed me again. Stood Up She was driving through the rough part of town. It kind of made her mad because she was stood up for a date. She had stuck to her plan of sitting in the bar drinking glasses of dark soda, waiting. She wanted people to think she was drinking alcohol but didn't want to get drunk. Now she was stuck. When she realized he wasn't coming she finished her drink and left the bar, without peeing; A mistake. She had to pee now! But there was no place to go. Everything was closed and the alleyways were well lit. She drove on and kept her eyes open. Up in the distance she saw a neon beer sign. Next to it was the invitation, "Yes, We Are Open". She pulled up to the curb and parked. She didn't care that the bar looked questionable, in she went. It was dark in there and there were a few men whose eyes followed her as she made her way to the restroom which was under the Restroom sign. She saw the open stall and had her panties down before the stall door closed. As she sat there she closed her eyes and felt the sweet relief of peeing. She may have even sighed. She seemed to pee for ever! When she opened her eyes to find toilet paper she noticed a hole in the wall. Strange she thought why don't they fix it? She grabbed a wad of toilet paper to wipe with. When she leaned back to wipe a huge hard cock was sticking through the wall. She blinked and almost dropped the toilet paper. She stared at the cock as she wiped. Many thoughts went through her mind. She had a girl friend who once talked about holes in restroom walls that gays used for anonymous sex, but she never heard of it in a woman's restroom. She wondered what would happen if she touched the hard cock. Her hand reached out and she touched the cock. It was warm and the skin was soft as velvet. The tip of the cock was beautiful, perfectly shaped and large! Her hand didn't wrapped around the cock but she began to stroke it anyway. Slowly she felt every inch of it. Someone turned the juke box on in the bar and she could hear it. She continued to stroke the cock with her left hand and rubbed the tip of the cock with her right hand. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of the hard cock in her hands. When she opened her eyes she had decided to lick the head of the cock. She leaned forward and licked the tip while still stroking it. Then she licked the shaft of the cock, its entire length. It was a wonderful feeling on her tongue. Finally she put the head in her mouth. She started to suck on that cock for real. She then remembered she was still sitting on the toilet with her pants down. She continued to suck the cock wanting to deep throat but the stall wall made it impossible. Soon her free hand made it down to her slick wet pussy. She rubbed the inside of her slick pussy lips. It felt good to have the hard cock in her mouth and her fingers rubbing her clit as she imaged fucking that cock. She started to cum as she worked more furiously on the cock. The owner of the cock must have sensed her cumming as his cock started to twitch and she could hear him give a grunt. Suddenly she could feel the uncontrollable spasms of the cock as it began to squirt cum in to her mouth. It kept cumming for a long time. She let the cum fill her mouth and dribble down her chin. When it was done it was withdrawn from her mouth and the stall hole. She let the cum run down her face onto her throat as she continued to masturbate herself to another orgasm. She heard the door close and assumed the stranger with the delightful cock was back in the bar. She came again. It felt really good, but she felt empty, wanting to feel that cock, or any cock, in her empty pussy. Then she realized she had to walk back through the bar to leave the premises! Which of those men had the huge cock and what was he telling the guys out there. It panicked and thrilled her all at the same time! Would they all know what happened in the bathroom? Then she realized that maybe one of those cocks out there might fill up her empty pussy. That was the thought foremost in her mind as she opened the stall door to leave the bathroom. After she cleaned herself up and straightened her pants she opened the stall door and stepped out. There was a man in the bathroom! He looked at her and said, "I hear you give good blow jobs. I want one." Then he undid his zipper and pulled his half hard cock from his pants. She answered, "Why didn't you use the hole like your buddy?". "Cause I want to see my cock gobbled up in that mouth of yours." She couldn't refuse an offer like that. She got down in front of him and took his cock in her hand. She could feel it getting a little harder. She blew on it. Then she opened her mouth and fed it in to her mouth. Her warm mouth could feel his cock growing in size as she began to suck it in and out. He leaned back gripping the sink behind him. The door opened. She didn't even look. She felt a hand on her shoulder; Hands down her front unbuttoning her blouse: Unhooking her bra; Hands messaging her breast and playing with her hard nipples. The cock in her mouth was starting to stir and tingle. She kept bobbing up and down on his hard cock. She knew he was close. She could feel he was close. She tasted his precum! She drew him out and pointed his cock at her tits. She wanted him to cum on her tits! He squirted hot white cream on her as she stroked him. She took her hands and messaged it into her tits. Tasting his tangy cum on one finger while she looked him squarely in the eyes she thought she saw him wink at her. Then she felt hands on her hips as someone pulled her up off her knees. He undid her pants and pulled down her panties. Her pussy was so very wet! She just wanted to feel a hard cock fucking it! The hand pushed her forward. Her face now in the sink the man had been sitting on when she blew him. She felt hands on her ass and then they were parting her slick pussy. She felt what she thought was a finger entering her pussy. She squeezed down hard trying to feel it. The man who had bent her was banging into her with his body. Was this his penis? Suddenly he groaned. Then he stopped. She heard the door shut again. Did he cum?? Then she felt the most amazing feeling, a nice wet tongue probing her hole. It licked here and there; licked her slick folds; probed her fuck hole; lapped up the little juice that had been deposited there. Then the tongue licked her pink pucker. It licked from clit to asshole. A finger was shoved in her now overly excited pussy. As the tongue licked her asshole, the finger fucked her pussy. It sent her over the top. She began to cum. She made lots of noise as she came and came. The door closed again. Before she was done cumming someone shoved a hard cock in her wet pussy. They pushed it in fast and hard. Pulled it out and shoved it back in with purpose. Fucked her hard but deliberately. She finally felt full! She was loving the cock fucking her. She relaxed and started to fuck him back. She loved the feeling of the cock filling her up and almost felt sad when he almost pulled it out again. Then he began to talk. "You aren't the first slut we caught with our glory hole" He slammed into her for emphasis. "But you are by far the best one we have caught". He slammed into her again. His cock so hard and commanding she knew he controlled her. "When I'm done with you some one else will come in and use you" Slam! "He might fuck your mouth,.... your tits,.... your pussy..." Each time he slammed into her for emphasis. "But only I get to fuck your asshole" He slammed into her again. "Now tell me you want me to fuck your asshole." Her mind raced! She had never been fucked in the ass before. But she had to admit she was really turned on. He started fucking her harder, bringing her to the brink of orgasm. Then he stopped. "Yes, Yes! I want to feel this hard cock deep inside my asshole. Fill me up with your cock! Just fuck me!! Make me cum!" He started fucking her again. This time he let her lead the rhythm and speed and let her use him to cum on. As she came he started drawing rings around her asshole with his finger. He took some of her cum and ran his finger over her asshole. He kept fucking her, now transfixed by her pink pucker. She could feel him playing with her asshole all the while slamming into her pleased pussy. It excited her! He pushed a finger inside and she nearly came. He kept fucking her as he drew the finger out. Then he plunged it back in a little farther this time. She was so excited it felt good to have his finger in her ass. He put another finger in her ass and started fucking her ass with them. He stopped fucking her pussy as he put another finger in her ass. She could feel his fingers going in and out of her and it felt good even if her pussy was empty. "Tell me how good this feels" She whimpers and says," Too good to describe! It feels like sex!" "Do you want my cock in there?" He was still fucking her with three fingers. In and out, feeling her tight asshole loosening a little bit. "Yes baby! Fill up that juicy ass! Pound me!" He put his cock back in her pussy to get some lube. Then he took his fingers out of her asshole....She came. It surprised her. She was cumming by having her asshole serviced. Now even more she wanted his cock in her asshole! She felt his cock head on the outside of her asshole. He started to push with even pressure. At first her ass wouldn't let him in. He grunted, "Relax". She tried to. Then suddenly his hard cock popped inside! He stopped. She didn't want him too. The burning sensation was quickly replaced by another more tantalizing feeling. Then suddenly everything relaxed and he forced himself farther inside. He pushed in little by little. She enjoyed the feeling of the cock in her ass. Finally he stopped and she could feel his balls resting on her pussy. She whimpered. She wanted to feel him sliding in and out. Feel this new feeling over and over again. She said, "Fuck my virgin asshole!" He started moving slowly at first. Then he gained speed. All the time she was focused on the feeling in her asshole. She heard herself making noises she'd never made before. She felt like an animal in heat! Then she heard herself begging for him to cum in her ass! "Yes baby! Fuck that ass! Cum in that ass. Make me cum!!" He started to pound her harder then faster, pistoning in and out of her blossoming asshole. She could feel a strange tingling sensation. Then she felt his cock jerking and heard him grunting. He was cumming in her ass!! She felt him spasming and heard him grunting as he kept cumming. He kept fucking her as she started to cum too! It felt wonderful! Her pussy was empty but she was cumming from cock in her! Then she felt his cream drip out as he stopped fucking her. He leaned forward and said, "That was great...one more cock to please and you are out of here" His cock slipped out of her dripping asshole. Immediately she felt a cock in her pussy. It just started fucking her, hard and steady. In 2 minutes he was done and she heard the door close. She appreciated it because she needed to cum again! No more hands were put upon her. No cocks, no tongues, nor body parts of any sort. She stood up. She ran some water and cleaned her self up as best as she could. Adjusted her clothes and brushed her hair. She smiled at her self in the mirror. She walked out of the bathroom. All eyes in the bar were staring at the T.V. She couldn't hear the T.V. so she looked at it. It looked like porn. Figures in a place like this she thought. She paused and looked again. The girl on the screen was stroking a huge cock through a wall hole. Now she was sucking it and playing with her pussy...OMG! They had taped her in the bathroom. She gasped! They all turned around and started clapping. She waved and walked out. Her cheeks were red but her pussy felt pretty good and the back door was happy too! Stood Up "Welcome to Samuel's Italian Cuisine," the woman at the counter said. "Hello...Justice, party of two...my date will be joining me later," said Victoria Justice, who was in the beginning of her first ever blind date. The woman led Victoria to her table in the center of the restaurant. It was nine o'clock on a Wednesday night and she was one of the few people in the building. She was hoping for a nice, private date with the man she had never met and was happy when she saw how empty the room was. Immediately after she sat down, a short waitress was already there to assist her. "Hello, I'm Julia and I will be your waitress for the evening. Can I get you something to drink?" she asked with a smile. "I'm Victoria and I'd love a glass of wine but I'm only twenty so I'll have a glass of water," she said, giggling at her joke. Julia laughed back and headed to the kitchen to retrieve her drink. She came back quickly with the drink and handed it to her. "I guess I'll come back for your order when your date gets here. Unless you want an appetizer?" "No thanks, this bread on the table will be fine. Thank you," Victoria said before the waitress walked away. She was very excited at the idea of a blind date. She felt that this was going to be the greatest night of her life. Any date that the young actress had ever been on was set up face to face with her date. She had heard many good things about this man she was waiting for. Her friend had told her many times that he would be perfect for her and when they met, it would be love at first sight. Victoria, obviously, dressed very nicely for the date. She was wearing a tight blue dress that barely went past her knees and showed off her slender figure very well. Along with short-heeled shoes, she also wore three silver bracelets around her left wrist, a thin cross necklace and short diamond earrings. The way she was dressed would have made it seemed like she was on her way to a ball in a mansion instead of an Italian restaurant in the heart of downtown Los Angeles. The young brunette started to get a bit nervous as she remained alone for twenty minutes...which soon became forty-five minutes...then an hour...and then it was midnight. The restaurant was about to close and was empty except for Victoria, who remained in her seat with a very sad look on her face. Twenty minutes late could be explained; two hours could not. She had been stood up, something she had never experienced. Tears were streaming down her face when Julia returned for the final time. "I'm sorry sweetie but we have to close down the restaurant," she said as she sat down in the empty seat that was to have been occupied by the date. "I guess you've never been stood up before." Victoria acknowledged that she was correct. "That really sucks." "I thought he was the one," Victoria said through tears. "They always seem perfect but then they show their true colors," Julia said as she grabbed her hand and looked towards the door, seeing her own boyfriend waiting for her to get off work. Suddenly, a thought came to the dark-haired waitress's brain. "Hey, how about you come with me and my boyfriend. We can help you forget all about tonight." "How?" Victoria asked, still crying. "Booze," Julia responded. "But I...I...I guess that would work," Victoria said as her tears started to slow down. "Cool, just let me finish closing up then we can go," Julia said before standing up and walking to the back room. Victoria stood up and headed towards the exit. Her eyes met with Julia's boyfriend and they exchanged a smile. "That's Gary, he's my boyfriend," Julia's voice said from behind her. "Lucky you," she responded. The girls exited the restaurant and walked with Gary towards the car. "Gary, this is Victoria. Her date stood her up and I felt bad, so she is coming home with us. She needs alcohol to erase tonight from her memory." Julia explained as they reached the car. "Getting drunk with a girl that kinda looks like my baby...I'm cool with that!" he exclaimed as he kissed his girlfriend on the cheek before getting in the car. Julia was the same height as Victoria, with similar silky black hair and a million dollar smile. Also like Victoria, she had a chest and ass that fit her body proportionally well. Even in her buttoned-up blouse and black khaki's, she was still a very hot twenty-three year old woman. After a twenty minute ride, they arrived at the small apartment complex. Victoria followed the couple to their room and entered. Julia and Gary walked into the bedroom while Victoria sat down on the couch and looked around. "Be right out, I need to get out of these fucking work clothes!" Julia yelled out. A few minutes later, she came out of the bedroom wearing a short denim skirt and a long purple t-shirt that reached the bottom of the skirt. Victoria looked down and saw the small pink socks that covered her feet and commented, "cute socks." Gary slipped out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to retrieve the alcohol. Julia looked over at him before turning back to Victoria and sitting on the couch "Nice place," Victoria said as she removed the bracelets from her arms, placing them in her handbag. "It is, isn't it," the waitress responded. "Are you starting to feel a little better?" "A little. Thank you for doing this, you really didn't have to." "Don't worry about it, you seemed like a sweet girl and I wanted to help you out." The girls continued chatting when Gary returned to the room. "You like beer or liquor, Victoria?" he asked. "Liquor...a lot of liquor," she responded. "Gotcha," he said before quickly heading back into the kitchen. He came back seconds later with two beers and a bottle of vodka in hand. Julia got up and grabbed a shot glass, handing it to Victoria. Gary poured the actress a big shot of the potent alcohol and watched on as she quickly inhaled it. He and Julia lightly sipped on a beer as they watched her pour two more shots and throw them back. The couple nursed their beers for several minutes while watching Victoria slowly slide into drunkenness. After thirty minutes, their beers were gone and so was five shots worth of vodka. They left the room to grab another beer while the drunken girl kicked off her shoes and let out a loud sigh. Gary and Julia returned to the room as she was pulling her earrings and necklace off of her body and into her bag. She started to pour another shot but was stopped by Julia. "Slow down honey, we don't want you dying on us," she said as she pulled the shot glass away and downed it herself. "I'm fine," she said with a slight slur. As she looked the drunken woman in the eyes, she could notice that the alcohol was starting to take effect. Her eyes could not focus in one direction and her eyelids were slowly closing. The vessels in her eyes were growing more and redder by the second. "Why are you st...staring at me?" she asked. "You're pretty drunk right now aren't you?" Julia asked as she held the younger woman's head steady. "I'm not dru...(hiccup)...unk," she said, clearly lying. "I think you are," she said with a smile. "I think you're drunk..." She pulled her face close, almost touching lips. "...and sexy." The waitress closed her eyes and planted a gentle kiss on Victoria, who did not fight it. With how drunk she was, she could barely comprehend what was happening but she knew that she liked it. She closed her eyes and kissed the waitress back. They remained locked in the kiss for several seconds before slowly pulling away. They both opened their eyes and smiled. "That was nice," Julia said. "Yeah...I haven't kissed a girl be...before," Victoria responded. "I should do it more often." "You should," she said before kissing her again. Gary stood up as the girls remained lip-locked and reached under Victoria, lifting her up. She was confused at first but when she looked him in the eyes, she smiled and locked her lips to his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in the passion of the kiss. Julia stood up and whispered into the young girl's ear, "Let's go to the bedroom." Gary carried the drunken girl into the bedroom while his girlfriend happily followed. Once they got in, he gently lay her down on the bed. Julia came up from behind and crawled on to the bed, on top of Victoria. The girls began softly kissing each other again, grabbing onto each other's hair and playing with it. Julia was in full control as her hand slid down and began groping the woman's breasts. Victoria responded by grabbing Julia's breasts and squeezing them hard. Julia cooed at the groping. Both women were so lost in each other that they had not noticed Gary walking to the side of the bed, completely stripped of his clothes. Both girls looked over at him at the same time and got a perfect view of his rock-hard, thick, seven inch cock. They broke the kiss and stared at him. Victoria gasped while Julia licked her own lips in anticipation. "Holy shit," Victoria whispered. "That's a big dick!" "Do you like big dicks?" Julia asked her. "Who doesn't?" she responded while giggling. "Go ahead, grab it," Gary said as he knelt onto the bed and drew his member closer to the girls. "Isn't this all happening a little fast?" she asked, keeping her eyes locked on his cock. "Who cares if it's moving fast? Why delay the inevitable?" he responded. Victoria smiled as she grabbed hold of his cock and pulled it towards her mouth, quickly inhaling it. She closed her eyes and viciously sucked him off while Julia started to pull at her dress. She felt the straps of her blue dress pulled off of her shoulders, past her chest and down her torso. Within a few more seconds, the dress was down to her ankles and the actress, thanks to a lack of underwear, was completely nude as she blew the man. "Do you want your pretty little pussy licked Victoria?" Julia asked. "Yes," she responded in a muffled voice, refusing to remove the girl's boyfriend's cock from her watering mouth. Julia buried her nose in the wispy pubic hair and slowly let her tongue slip from between her own lips and into Victoria's tastier lips. Victoria jumped a bit when the waitress's tongue made first contact with her throbbing clit but adjusted quickly. Gary leaned forward and roughly pulled his girlfriend's shirt from her body, exposing her bare top. She slowly worked her own shorts off, making sure never to let her tongue break contact from Victoria's rapidly moistening pussy and leaving all three of them fully naked. Victoria removed the cock from her mouth momentarily to moan and whimper from the tender attention being paid attention to her crotch. She looked down and saw the top of Julia's head above the horizon of her lower body. She closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip as her hips started to fully respond. She started bucking them up and down with each motion of the waitress's tongue. While she was lost in her own lust, Gary had moved from her side to behind Julia. She opened her eyes again to see him lined up directly behind her. "Here it comes baby," he whispered. Julia lifted her ass up into a more comfortable position, allowing him to slide his large member between her legs. She moaned into Victoria's pussy as all seven inches of his thick member stretched her vagina to its limits. Victoria in turn squeaked at the vibrations spreading throughput her most sensitive area. She lay flat on the bed, staring up at the ceiling fan slowly spinning above her. Gary increased the pace of his thrusts into his girlfriend while her tongue remained virtually glued to the cunt of the young actress. Victoria was struggling to keep her body still as the intense rushes of pleasure ran throughout every inch of her twenty year old body. She could literally feel each stream of her pussy juice slowly roll down her skin and onto the bed. She had not realized that the volume of the juices had greatly increased...until the built up energy inside her exploded out. When Julia's tongue slid all the way up her cunt and nose roughly brushed against her clit with each shot forward from the fucking, Victoria grasped onto the sheets on the bed and groaned. She screamed out in joy as her body tensed up and released every bit of sexual energy from within her. Her cum exploded from her cunt and completely coated her new friend's mouth. Gary paused in mid-thrust to allow his girlfriend to savor the experience. "Oh my god...that felt...so damn good," Victoria said, panting heavily. Julia finally removed her tongue from the girl's pussy and crawled on top of her, bringing Gary's cock with her. She got face to face with her and allowed her to suck every last drop of cum from her mouth. Victoria's tongue explored every last inch of Julia's mouth while Gary pulled out. He gently pushed Julia down until she was lying flat on top of Victoria. He spit a large wad onto his girlfriend's asshole and spread it around. He aimed his cock at the target and slowly inserted himself. The girls were still lip locked when Julia squealed for the initial discomfort. Once all seven inches were in, she opened her eyes and stared into the deep brown eyes of Victoria. "My god," she softly said. Gary shifted positions and pulled back slightly before dropping all of weight on the girls. Julia was a human sandwich as her ass was abused. Victoria gave her repeated soft kisses every time she was pushed closer to her. They shared a smile and made a game out of it. Victoria was able to kiss her with every thrust, making her the winner...not that Julia was a loser by any means. Julia was sandwiched from several minutes until Gary pulled out and pulled her off of Victoria. "Your turn," he said as he placed his cock at her soaking wet opening. As he pushed his cock forward, Julia crawled onto her face and lowered her own wet pussy on to her mouth. Victoria's tongue quickly slid in and she gave her the exact same treatment that was given to her earlier. Julia screamed in joy as her clit was massaged from the bouncing girl beneath her. Gary grasped the young actress by her hips and fucked her as hard as he could. She was being rocked so hard that the bed was starting slide across the floor. Both girls were screaming from the experience, only Victoria's could not be heard by anyone but were definitely felt throughout Julia's body. Julia grabbed onto the headboard of the bed and arched forward, closing her eyes and tightening every muscle in her body. She lifted herself up and exploded in an orgasm of her own. Being a squirter, she coated Victoria's entire head in her warm, sticky juices. "FUCK!" Julia screamed. Before her orgasm was complete, she felt something warm hit her thigh. She turned around to find Gary stroking his cock just inches from her butt and Victoria's head. Glob after glob of his thick creamy cum hit Victoria's face and her own lower ass and inner thighs. Once he was finished, she had three strings of cum on her thighs while Victoria was covered from chin to hair. Gary sat down at the foot of the bed while Julia turned around and sat on a pillow. Victoria was staring at the ceiling again, feeling the sperm swimming all over her fresh young face. Her mouth was agape in amazement. "Wow," she squeaked out. "Damn right 'wow'," Julia said as she stroked the actress's hair, catching some semen on her fingers and licking them clean. "Feel better sweetie?" "Better about what?" she said with a smile, showing that she was over being stood up. "That a girl," Gary said as he lightly tapped her pussy. Gary and Julia shifted around on the bed until they were lying on each side of the drunken girl. Julia hugged her tight while Gary turned the light off. "I love you Victoria," she said. "Me too," said Gary. "I love you guys too. Can we do this again sometime?" Victoria asked as she scooped a glob of cum of off her face and fed Julia. "Anytime baby," she responded before sucking her finger clean. Stood Up “OH GOD! I’m CUUUUMMMMIIINNGGGGG!!!” screamed Abby as she ground her pussy down onto Renee. David’s hard cock had popped out of her mouth as she screamed in orgasm. Still moaning, ‘Oh my fucking god,’ Abby literally fell off of Renee and onto the bed. Eric stopped licking Renee’s pussy and grabbed her hips. She turned over onto all fours and found herself staring at her husband’s big cock. “Mmmmmm,” moaned Renee as David slid his dick into her mouth. Eric quickly slid his own cock into Renee’s pussy. Renee moaned around David’s dick as she felt the two men begin to fuck her from both ends. She loved the idea that two cocks were fucking her at the same time! Abby watched and fingered her own pussy. She couldn’t wait to try the same thing! Either that or have Eric fuck her ass as David fucked her pussy! The sight was incredibly erotic. She reached out and caressed the other woman’s tits while the two men fucked her. She moved so that her mouth was next to Renee’s. The two women took turn licking and sucking on David’s cock and balls. David groaned as he felt two sets of lips sucking on him. After a few minutes Abby moved again so that her tongue was licking both Renee’s pussy and Eric’s cock as it plunged in and out of her. “Shove your cock into her ass!” moaned Abby as she licked her finger and rubbed it over Renee’s tight little asshole. Renee jumped as Abby touched her. To her it felt like a bolt of electricity shot out from Abby’s finger and into her sensitive asshole. She knew that she needed Eric’s cock in her tight little ass. “Oh yeah, fuck my ass! Please! I need it soooo bad!” David quickly shoved his cock back into his wife’s mouth. Eric pulled his cock out of Renee’s pussy and lined it up with her other hole. Between all of saliva and pussy juice, Eric pushed it in rather easily. As he began to work up a new rhythm of fucking Renee’s ass, Abby moved so that she could lick the other woman’s pussy while her husband fucked her tight little ass. “OH FUCK!” yelled Eric. He knew that he wasn’t going to last very long and was going to shoot his load soon. “I’m gonna, uh. . .oh GOD! UH! UH! UH!” “Oh yeah, cum in my ass!” shouted Renee. She continued to try and lick David’s cock, but she was squirming around too much from the fucking and licking going on beneath her. “OH! I’m gonna cum again! OH GOD!!!!! He’s fucking my ass David! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! UH, FUCK MY ASS! GOD FUCK MEEEEE!!” As Renee came, she felt Eric explode deep inside of her ass. She flet each hot spurt deep inside of her and it made her cum even harder! Eric’s cock slipped out of her ass as he sat back on the bed to rest. Renee was seeing stars from the force of her own climax. She couldn’t believe that she had cum so hard twice in one night! Abby was still turned on by the sight, and knew that David was close to cumming again too. Abby moved to Renee’s ass and sexily began licking the cum that was leaking out of Renee. “That is so fucking hot!” screamed David as he pumped his cock in his hand. He couldn’t believe that he was watching Abby lick Eric’s cum out of his wife’s ass! He moved down over to Abby who stopped licking Renee’s ass and took his cock into her mouth. But not for very long. “I’m gonna cum!” David heard Abby moan as he began to shoot his second load of the night deep into her mouth. He pumped shot after shot deep into her throat as he thought of her tongue buried deep in his wife’s ass. David groaned and sat back on the bed. Renee and Abby collapsed down and lay motionless for a while. The four simply sat on the bed and rested in post-orgasmic bliss. “Is this what you two were talking about when you went to the bathroom at the restaurant?” asked David. “Maybe,” said Renee, with a smile on her face. After a while Eric spoke up. “So, um, what should we do when we go out to do something um, “officially?” As they all laughed they also thought of all the wonderful possibilities that lay ahead.