0 comments/ 5665 views/ 2 favorites A Night with Sir By: Tommyboy99 Rich was walking through from the music rehearsal room through the house to go back to his room when he passed Mark, his personal assistant. "A package came for you, I put it on your bed," Mark told him in the hall. Rich just finished with his vocal lessons for the day. That was all he had on his itinerary. Rick was away, having been gone for five days, which was nice in a way to have some down time to himself, but he was used to the man's presence, especially at night. But this did give him a chance to wear what he liked, like today, he wore his favorite oversized jeans, boots and tight t-shirt. "Do you know when Rick is due back?" Rich asked. He knew it was today or tomorrow. "No, I'll ask Brianna when I see her." "Anything else I'm supposed be doing today?" Rich just wanted to make sure the rest of the day was his, which would probably be spent in front of the game system. He had gotten some new games and hadn't had a chance to play any of them yet. "The rest of the day is yours," Mark announced. "Good. See ya later." He had been up since seven, getting with his trainer for exercising then dance coach. After taking a shower, he had breakfast and met up with his singing coach in the music room. Routine items now a days for him. Going up to his room, Rich flopped down on the bed and saw a nice box on it from a retail store that he normally saw given to woman. Opening it he found a note then tissue paper. Missed you Babe. I should be home tonight around eight. Please have this on when I come home. I'll be looking forward to seeing you in it. Hope you been missing me as much as I've been missing you. Love R. xox Putting the note aside, Rich opened the box to find several items of red lace. A bra, garter belt, g-string, petticoat and sheer hose. Over time Rick had dressed him in women's clothing. He liked his young, fem looks and dressed him at times to look like a woman. He now shaved his legs on a regular basis to have a smooth look along with his groin. They had laser surgery done on his arms so he was now hairless in the arm pits. Rolling to lay back on his bed, Rich couldn't help but put a palm to his now full cock. He never thought he would be like this, wanting sex at a drop of a hat. When Rick was home he would have him at least twice a day. Asking him to his office for a suck, or a morning wake up cuddle with Rick taking him. Rick even liked taking his cock in his mouth and sucking him to total orgasm. He was learning that sex is not something for behind doors but an open affair. The house was aware of what Rick liked and no one batted an eye if Rick wanted Rich. Opening up his jeans, he pulled out his hard aching cock, not bothering with underwear since he was home, he started stroking his cock thinking about how he would be dressed up in all that lingerie waiting for Rick to come home. Rick was taking his curious thoughts, fantasies and pleasures and expanding on them each chance he got. He was almost in perpetual hardness because the man was at him whenever he could. Little did he know that his activities in his room was taped from several angles and that the security was told to show all sexual activities and naked times of the "current boy/girl toy" to be saved for Rick's own reviewing. Rich stroke his cock to completion, his spunk all over the front of this shirt. Rich pulled up the shirt and threw it in the direction of his dirty laundry basket. The maid would pick it up in the morning with the rest of things that made it somewhere towards the basket. Laying back again on this bed, cock hanging out of his jeans with no shirt on, Rich wondered what he was going to do to make Rick get a quick boner. ** ** After pondering what he was going to do, Rich sat up. He would play one of his new games on the XBOX then have an early dinner and start getting ready. Moving to sit on the edge of the bed, Rich took off his boots and threw them to the side. Taking off his pants he dropped them in the basket as he went into the closet to find a pair of shorts and loose fitting t-shirt. Finding his cell phone with its pager system, he paged Mark letting him know he would like to have his dinner in his room at six. He figured it would take him an hour to get ready for Rick and be in his room in time for his arrival. Settling on the couch, Rich started into playing his game, losing track of time while he enjoyed his afternoon. Mark walked in with a covered tray. He enjoyed working for Rich, he was an easy person to work for. He hoped that Rick would keep him for some time. Walking into the room, he wasn't surprised to see the slight mess here and there he created. Rich did seem to appreciate that he had people that worked for Rick to do some things. He wasn't anal like some always accusing people of taking things when it was their own stupidity of misplacing items. Rich seemed to be a young typical male. Looking up from his game's action, Rich smiled. "It's six already?" Mark put the tray down on the table before Rich and smiled. "Take it the game is good." "Decent, could probably ace it in a few days if I didn't have practice every day." "And we both know, you can't skip those." "Especially if Big Daddy is back in the house." Rich had several nicknames for Rick. With the personal relationship between them, Rich was fond of the man. He was taking him down a life he only dreamed about and indulged him much of the time. Moving to see what Mark had brought him to eat, Rich was surprised by the steak and potatoes that graced his plate. "Nice," he commented as he started to cut into his meat. "I'll leave you be," Mark said standing. "Any special plans tonight?" Rich pointed over to the open box on his bed. "Rick sent me a package to greet him with." Mark knew of Rick's whims and wouldn't be surprised what he would see in the box. Mark did look in the box and gave a whistle. "Hot to trot." Rich laughed. "He does have an affinity for red." "Remember to take a selfie." "Always do. I might even like this look." Rich was understanding more about himself with each encounter. He might act like your typical young man, he did have his own desires beyond that. In this case Cross dressing, or using his fem looks to make Rick a happy man. Rick was bi as he was, but he liked playing with his partners. Rich knew he looked all of fifteen though he was nineteen when he met Rick. But he already had fem tendencies and Rick just showed him the rest of the way. He still could look like a boy when he wanted, but if he took the time, he did transform to more. ** ** At seven, Rich headed for the shower. Stripping down to nothing, he stepped into the large shower and started to wash. Again the thought of the night before him, his cock grew hard, hanging heavy away from his body. Taking himself in hand, he stroked himself to a quick climax. He knew it wasn't about himself coming off later for Rick, he was dressing and being there for Rick. Rick had been away from home for over five days, and spending time with Julia, which he could image was not fun. She was an older actress that was still under Rick's company. From what Rich could tell, she was stuck up and a big pain for Rick to manage. Even though Rick was probably having her in his bed on the trip, he knew Rick would come back to him. Rich wanted to please Rick and be there for him to unwind. He had learned over time it wasn't always about him. He knew Rick would make it up to him later and he was good with that. Shooting his third wad of the day, for he took care of his morning hard on in the same shower just that morning, he would be good for now. Drying himself off with a large towel from the towel warmer, he draped one around his hips as he went to fix his hair for the evening. Cut in short drifts, brushing his hair as he dried it with the blow dryer, letting it settle in different directions, but settling as he wished. Leaving the bathroom, he walked into his closet and opened a draw that held some of his sexual bondage and enhancement items. He didn't want to come too soon for Rick tonight, he looked through a draw that held cock rings and ball stretchers. Since he was wearing a lacy pouch, he found a red leather cock ring and ball stretcher. Rich wrapped the leather strap around the base of his cock and then wrapped around the base of his testicles. That would hold him till either Rick made him really need to cum or if he was released by Rick. As he thought before, this wasn't about him. Rich closed that drawer and moved onto the jewelry drawers. Slowly he was gaining new pieces for his collection, gifts from Rick as well as making purchases of his own for his four areas of adornment. Changing out his studs in his ears, he picked up his ruby studs. Then he changed out the bars that were in his nipples to gold captive closure rings that Rick loved on him when he was in a mood to play. Looking down he changed out the plain gold bar bell for his navel, replacing it with one that had a ruby on the end. Rich then changed out the curved bar bell on his Prince Albert, that to would have a gold bar bell ending with a red ruby too. Walking around the closet, Rich picked up his black silk kimono robe, a present from Rick when he returned from Tokyo, drawing it around his lithe body and tying the sash. He moved to the next to his make-up stand. Sitting down on the padded bench seat, he turned on the lights that circled the mirror and looked at himself. How two years had brought much difference for him. Learning to take care of himself, and know more about himself and allow him to explore all he was. Though he sang, modeled, and acted sometimes and was in front of crowds, it was the intimate moments with others that he found the most enjoyable. Pulling out his foundation and brush, Rich brushed the powder over his face. One of the first things he learned under Rick's tutelage, was to get the right look. Learning about makeup, what to apply and how. Creating the look was the first rule. Finding the blush, he dabbed a light color on, shifting the look of his cheeks. Finding his eye liner, Rich boldly worked on his eyes to give them the bold look Rick liked. Finding a light color of eye shadow he colored his eyes with practice. The last item was lipstick. Picking up his red smudge proof lipstick, Rich applied the color that he knew Rick loved on him. Rich opened a draw and pulled out a kit of press on nails of different colors. He pulled out the case that had red in it and worked on getting his nails covered by the red plastic. Looking in the mirror for a moment, Rich admired his work on transforming himself into what felt like a different person to him. Sometime he wondered if he should gave this persona a name other than Rich, but deep down it was him. It wasn't that he had totally become a woman for he still had his cock and he used it and felt it when he was dressed in such clothing. He never lost that part of him. But the look, he would be happy to see Rick. But he would be on his back taking the man in to him and loving him all the more for it. Standing up, Rich thought what else he would need for the evening. Going back to his drawers of sexual items, he pulled out a red leather collar and two red leather wrist bands. Opening another drawer, he found a medium sized vibrating butt plug, its transmitter and lube. Rick liked to have him ready especially on nights like this, but playing with him too. Then Rich went to find a short chain that he would run from his nipple rings. It gave a good look to hang from them and also came in practice as they made love to be pulled, pulling his nipples, which was always a quick turn on. On his way out to his bedroom, he picked up his red heeled shoes. It would add to the final look. Walking into his bedroom Rich dropped his items off on his bed next to the open box. Pulling the items out Rich started dressing. Taking off his robe, he laid it on the bed. Pulling the lacy see through bra from the pile, it had open slits to allow access to his nipples, it was a straight line bra that was perfect for his slight formed pecs. Rich added the chain to the nipple rings. Next was putting on the garter belt, he sat on the edge of the bed and drew up one red sheer hose over his hairless leg then the next, securing them to the garter. Moving a bit, he picked up the butt plug he had brought with him and smeared lube over it. He was now practiced enough to easily find his hole and slip it into place. Each movement of bending or walking would be felt against his pleasure spot. Pulling the thong on, it would run against the plug and held is cock snuggly straight against his body but the head was above the pouch, peeking out with the jeweled head. Pulling on the red sheer petticoat up around his waist and letting it fall over his hips, he looked at himself in the mirror. Seeing his peaking cock head through the sheer material of the skirt. Slipping into the shoes, which added a few inches to his height, he went to stand in front of the full mirror to admire the look he created. Rich turned to look to see where his phone was. Picking it up, Rich returned to the mirror to make a selfie pic of himself. Over the months he had dressed in different outfits and always took a picture of himself. He was thinking for Christmas he would make a calendar for Rick. Rich picked up his collar that was held in place by Velcro. It was more show than anything. It held a tag to the front D-ring stating "Your Slut." Then buckled the red leather wrist bands in place. Sometimes it helped to secure his arms, adding to the submissiveness to Rick. He never knew what do with his hands anyway, especially when it was Rick in control. Looking at the time it was almost eight. Pulling on his robe, Rich found his I-pod with ear buds, the remote to the vibrator and a hand held game console to play while he waited. Rich walked down to the Rick's bedroom. It was the next room down from his. Going into the room, Rich turned the lights on in different places to give soft lighting. Moving a soft chair around to face the pole, he knew that there would some type of show to show off what Rick had given his lover to wear. Deciding to make himself comfortable for his wait, Rich moved to lie on his stomach on the bed, his ankles crossed in the air. Putting on his ear buds, Rich started playing his game and listening to his music to tick the time away. ** It was half past eight when Rick finally got in the door of his mansion. Still dressed in his grey suit. He was ready to tear the tie off in frustration of how the evening had went so far. The rain of the evening had made the roads clogged with people who had no idea how to drive in such conditions. He was glad to finally be home. Julia was on a shoot with Cindy in Rome. She was one of his more mature clients and though he had enjoyed her, she was now finding a relationship of her own. The movie was going to be a good mark on her resume. But he was ready to be home, ready to spend some time with his latest lover. Walking up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom, he opened the door and found Rich lying on his bed. The last few hours of travel seemed to disappear as he saw the red lace surround his lover. Rich didn't notice Rick enter the room, his attention drawn to the game and his ears filled with music. He gave a start when he felt a cool hand touch his bare ass. Looking around his shoulder he saw Rick. Pulling out his ear buds, he turned off his I-Pod and game console and rolled on to his side. "You're home," he commented, smiling up at Rick. "Yes, I'm home and I see you got my package." Rick leaned forward to give Rich a long, deep kiss. He had missed Rich. Rich was above the others the most submissive and trusting lover. Pulling away, Rick smiled down at the young man. "Come on, I want to see it on you," he stepped away and found that Rich had already placed a chair for him. Going to sit, he was already getting hard thinking for watching Rich in his newest outfit. Rich rolled off the bed and made sure the petticoat was down and walked over to the pole. He stood so the pole was behind his back, holding him straight. Making his legs spread apart, he stood to let Rick take in the sight of him. Rick moved from Rich's face, which was made up to look delicate with red lips. He looked very much a boy but he had such features that Rick loved showing him off. Moving down to see the collar, the tag hanging saying "Your Slut," he had to smile. Yes, Rich was wanting and he liked that in him. Moving down to see the sheer bra drawn over his chest, the chain lay hanging from his nipple rings, he would use it in teasing the young man. Going down to see the red petticoat hang from Rich's hips, covering the garter and the head of Rich's cock that was held out of his G-string. The red hose running down his smooth legs into the red heeled shoes. "Raise the skirt for him, let me see you," Rick told Rich. "Let me see that gorgeous cock of yours." Rich reached down with one hand and pulled the skirt up to reveal his hard cock held against his body by the base of the G-string. Reaching to hold the bar behind his head by his free hand. He gave a pose to Rick. "Such a slut," Rick remarked. "I'm your slut," Rich replied. "Any other surprises you have for me?" Rick asked. "Maybe," Rich answered coyly. "Come here," Rick ordered. Rich moved slowly towards him, giving a little swagger to his step till he stood before Rick. "Turn around." Rich turned as ordered. Rick looked through the petticoat and saw the G-string running up through Rich's ass crack and saw the butt plug. "Where's the controller?" he asked. "On the bed stand." "Bring it here." Rich walked over to bed and the table and picked up the small controller to the vibrating butt plug. It had several settings to it so he could be feeling it to the max if Rick was in a mood to see him squirm. He returned and handed it to Rick. Rick again pulled him down to kiss, this time pulling the chain that in turned pulled on Rich's nipples. "Go back to the pole and stand with your front to it, your side to me. I want to see you hump that pole while I watch you." Rick watched as Rich moved to as he was told, his legs apart and his body leaning against the cool metal pole so there was friction between his cock, skirt and pole. Rich reached up to hold the pole. Turning on the vibrator, he started out slowly to see Rich move against the pole suggestively. "How many times did you come today?" he asked as he watched Rich move against the pole, moving with his hips to caress himself against the smooth metal. "Three times," he answered as he felt the sensation within him and as he moved against the pole as if dancing with it. "When?" Rick asked turning up the speed a notch. Rich's breath hitched when the speed increased. "Shower ... this morning," he started out. "On my bed when I saw what you ... sent me," Rich put more effort against the pole. He was making big dips against the pole. "And in the shower, before getting ready for you tonight." Rick reach down to his own cock, running his hand over himself through his trousers. He wouldn't last long, but he had time to enjoy the young man for the evening. Unzipping his pants, he pulled his cock out and started stroking it. Watching Rich dance against the pole, Rick knew he wouldn't last too long either. Leaving the vibrator to medium he called to have Rich return to him. Rich walked slowly back a bit of stagger as he felt the vibrator move within in. "Kneel before me hon," he said with his master's voice in place. Rich dropped to his knees and automatically pulled his hands behind his back per his training. "Very good. I seem to be in need of your assistance. Wrap those lovely lips around my cock." He watched as Rich walked on his knees towards him, without moving his hands forward. As he came close to Rick, he leaned over and took half of his cock into his mouth. A Night with Sir Rick loved watching his cock disappear in those painted lips. He knew it was a man but the attributes highlighted on him gave him the extra high. Rich swirled his tongue around the mass that was in his mouth, and sucked on the head. He would have a minute to play with the cock that was in his mouth before Rick would take over, guiding him to take more of him. Rick loved the playful start of when Rich gave him head. But soon it was time to get down to business. He grasped Rich's head to hold him still and moved to push his hips up, filling the boy's mouth with more of his cock. They had trained for this, working on getting Rich to take his cock, letting it hit the back of his throat. As Rich sucked on his thickness, Rick moved his hips. He petted Rich's head, running his fingers through the boy's hair. It was his love, and protectiveness that made their bond strong. The boy after all these months was so willing, trusting. And he loved every moment from him. Rocking his hips he found the spot he needed and kept moving with it. It didn't long for him to shoot into the boy's mouth, feeling him suck at his pulsing cock. Dropping his butt back to the chair, felt Rich finish sucking then licking before he himself pulled back from, looking up at him kneeling before him. "God you're beautiful," Rick said in awe as he looked at Rich. "Come up here, straddle my lap." Rich moved up and moved his knees apart to straddle Rick's lap and brought his covered sex to Ricks. They both moaned, one from having his cock still sensitive form coming and the other wanting to feel the flesh against it. Rich leaned forward to kiss Rick, their mouths open, tongues dueling. Rick tasted himself as he sucked on Rich's tongue. Pulling back, Rick told Rich to ad ease. Rich's hands left from behind his back and to his neck, working to get the tie off and start unbuttoning the shirt. Rich liked feeling flesh when intimate. He hated seeing Rick in a suit. "Easy hon, I want to keep my buttons on." Rick laughed as Rich was working the buttons. He pulled the boy back to kiss him, getting his mind off trying to get him out of his shirt. "We got all ... evening," he whispered as this kissed. Rick reached for the controller and turned it higher. Rich moaned and ground his hips into Rick. "Bastard," he murmured as he moved to give a harsh kiss to Rick. Rick didn't like to play fair at times. He loved turning Rich on, controlling him but taking what he got, for he deserved it. Rick moved his hand to find the chain was dangling from Rich's nipples and gave it a pull. It was just another button to push on the young man. Rich moaned into the kiss. He ground against Rick, wondering what Rick had in mind for him that evening. Taking some pity on the young man, Rick turned vibrator down. He enjoyed kissing Rich and having him on his lap for a few minutes. "Missed you," he said when he moved to hold Rich close to him. He took in the scent of the perfume. Rich had learned well how to please him. Rick ran his hands up and down Rich's back, letting them cup his ass, squeezing it at times. Rich relaxed against Rick, finding it rewarding to be with him, feeling him next to him after missing him for the days Rick was away. Rich settled again Rick, skin to lace covered skin, free cock against lace covered cock. Rick pondered what he wanted to do for the evening. He had a long day and doubted he would last too long with Rich. But he would like to have some fun with him. Deciding he wanted to take a shower before he filled Rich with his own cock, he would have some fun in the meantime. Slapping the flesh of Rich's ass, Rick told him to get up. Rick stood up and kissed the nose of Rich. "Time for some fun. Go over to the pole," he ordered. Rick shunned his shirt and tie. He went over to a dresser and pulled open a draw and pulled out some items and returned to find Rich standing before the pole. "Hands behind you." Walking behind Rich, Rick clasped the leather cuffs together with the pole between them. Rick kissed Rich, and pulled on the chain once more. Rich groaned with how it shot sensations straight to his groin. Pulling around Rich, a belt around his thighs, closing it tightly that he was against the pole. He did the same with another belt around his waist. "I'm going to take a shower," Rick said sweetly then turned up the controller to the vibrator to over half. "Enjoy going crazy for me while I go wash off." Rick gave one more kiss to Rich's lips before stepping away. Rich jerked as Rick stepped away and pulled the chain one more time before walking away leaving Rich standing at the pole having his prostrate being attacked by the vibrator in him and being held back by the straps. Rick went to his bathroom, tipping his shoes off, then stripping his pants, underwear and socks and placing them in the hamper. Turning on the water in the shower, he washed himself, getting rid of the grime of the trip home. Taking the moment to relax knowing he was home. Rich closed his eyes as the maddening sensation raked through him. The cock ring and holder was doing the job to hold him back form coming but the sensation of the vibrator beating against his prostrate. As Rick had secured him, he was unable to move his hips, all he could do was stand there and take the ongoing sensation of the vibrator. Stopping the shower, Rick dried off and slipped on his own silken robe. Returning to the room, he smiled once more in seeing Rich secured to the pole. While he passed him, Rick stopped to give him a kiss and another pull of the chain and then walked away from him, leaving Rich still secured to the pole. Rich watched as Rick came out of the bathroom. He was so close to coming, he was slightly sweeting, with having to war with his leather tethers that secured him to the pole. As Rick came by and kissed him, Rich craned his neck trying to implore Rick to let him loose. But when Rick stepped away and pulled once more on his nipple chain, all he could do was groan. It would do him no good to beg. Rick was in charge and would let him loose when he was ready for him. Rick moved about the room. Moving Rich's I-Pod and game console from the bed to the bed stand. Then finding his tablet in his carry on bag and putting it on his own bed stand, having it ready for when he woke in the morning and wanted to catch up on business. Turning, Rick returns to stand before Rich. He could see in the boy's eyes his need. He reaches forward and moves the petticoat up and then the small cover of the thong away from Rich's rod. Clasping his hand around the hardened flesh, Rick ran a thumb over the spongy head, smearing the pre-cum. Rich looked up at him, his eyes big, breathing hard from his need. "You know I love you. Love it that you dress up for me. That you give me your undivided attention like this." Rick smiled, still stroking his lover's cock, he leaned closer to kiss Rich. Their tongues warred, Rich with his need and Rick with his teasing. Rick took his free hand and reached up to pull on the chain, making Rich groan loud into the kiss, each pull going to his hard shaft. Taking pity on his lover, Rick moved to unclasp the belts that held Rich against the pole. He then pulled the thong down, letting it fall to the floor. He returned to stroke Rich's rod. Rich was so close. The vibrator was still hitting the spot within him and Rick's teasing was driving him near the edge, but the cock ring was holding him back. He would hold back, letting Rick let him come when he desired. "You're fighting it aren't you?" Rick asked. "You want it don't you?" Licking his dry lips, Rich answered, "Yes." "Now?" Rick asked. "No," Rich answered. "Such a good lover," Rick smiled. Reaching behind he untethered the wrist cuffs. "On the bed, on your back, hands over your head," Rick ordered. Rick went to his bureau to find a leather strip with clasps at the end. He went to his bed and ran the strip through a d-ring on the bed's headboard and clasped it to the wrist cuffs and then secured them together. Next Rick released the ball stretchers on Rich's groin, leaving the cock ring holding Rich from coming. Letting his robe drop to the floor, Rick moved to get on the bed, positioning himself between Rich's now open legs. Looking down, Rick couldn't help but love Rich more. Secured hands over his head, red leather collar on his neck dressed in the red lace that made him look feminine, his only little she boy. He looked so beautiful in the lingerie. Picking up Rich's red nylon covered legs, he raised Rich's ass up off the bed. Quickly he pulled the vibrating plug out of Rich's ass, and then filled it with his own hard needy flesh. Feeling the slickness and muscles spasming from the vibrator's abuse, Rick moved to pin Rich into the bed, holding his legs up with his arms as he went to fill Rich's ass, pumping his hips. As he was approaching his own orgasm, Rick reached to undo the cock ring that was wrapped around Rich's cock. With the pressure off his cock, Rich came instantly. Screaming as the orgasm that had been denied him for so long that evening came. His jism shooting into the petticoat that was around his waist and onto Rick. The orgasm of Rich's body was what Rick needed to cum himself, filling Rich with his own cream. He loved how Rich's body contorted, shaking with his orgasm, the force of it. Pumping his own hips, Rick pulled out when his own cock went soft. He let Rich's legs drop to the bed. "Lovely," Rick smiled, catching his own breath. Rich was breathing hard himself, looked up Rick and gave his own smile. Rick moved to cover Rich with his body, giving him a long kiss on the boy's painted lips. Reaching up, he released his arms from their bond state. "Such a nice way to be welcomed home," Rick told Rich when he pulled back. Moving away from Rich, Rick stood up. "Undress and I'll get a cloth." Returning to the bathroom, Rick picked up a hand cloth and ran it under the warm water. Washing himself off, he ran it under the water again and wrung it out. Coming back to the bedroom, Rich had stripped out of the bra, chain and petticoat, leaving the garter belt and hose in place. Coming up to Rich, Rick brought the warm cloth to Rich's stomach and cleaned him off, then ran it down to caress his tender cock and back. Dropping the rag down on the floor, Rich moved to get under the covers and arranging the pillows the way he liked them. Rick climbed in behind him and rolled to be next to Rich, putting one leg over Rich's hose covered legs. Bringing a hand to caress the garter belt and up his abdomen, Rick moved to kiss Rich once more. He loved coming home to this, having his lover cater to him, pleasing him. Rich was the best find he had made for his own personal life. "Love you," Rick said. Rich kissed Rick back, happy he was back. He loved the man, enjoyed down for him and the freedom to play. The man gave back to him more then he expected, enjoyed what he showed him and share with others. He knew he would always come back this man. "Love you," he said quietly, enjoying feeling Rick anchoring him in place, feeling his hand run over his torso. "Glad to have you home." It didn't take long for the two of them to fall asleep, soft snoring coming from both of them. A Night with Stacee I was having dinner with my long time girlfriend Cassie. It was a place we had seen many times but never tried. We had heard the food was pretty good, and it was. But it seemed to be more of a hangout than a restaurant. Our table was in the middle of the room. I sat facing the door, Cassie faced the back wall. Behind me was what seemed to be an office party of some sort. Near the end of our meal, I glanced up to see a woman standing at the entrance. She was blonde and dressed in a black skirt with a cream colored silky blouse, and black stilettos. She was gorgeous and oozed sex appeal. Great legs and curves in all the right places. She stood with one hand on her hip looking around as if searching for someone. Immediately the group behind me started calling out. "Stacy!" "Hey Stacy over here!" Then in a loud chorus three or four women from the group yelled out, "STACY WITH TWO E'S" and then they all broke out in hysterical laughter. Apparently some kind of inside joke that the rest of the patrons in the restaurant were not in on. The woman. apparently named Stacee, rolled her eyes and shook her head; then gave a small wave and headed for the back of the room. Her body moved the way a woman's should. It quickly became apparent that she was braless. The way her blouse rippled and her breasts swayed and bounced when she moved proved one thing right away. She definitely didn't have Tupperware tit's. No silicon in that valley. Plastic doesn't move like that. She walked with confidence and allure. I am sure mine weren't the only eyes on this woman. As she neared our table she looked right at me and gave me a smile that said, "If you were alone, you might have had a shot." At least that was the way I took it. As I was starting to turn and follow her with my eyes, a hand appeared in front of my face and fingers snapped twice. Shit. "What the hell?" Cassie asked me, and the look on her face told me I was in for it big time. I mumbled something about thinking I had seen someone I recognized, but Cassie wasn't buying it. "Yeah, right." But as she said this I noticed her watching Stacee walk the rest of the way to her table. I wouldn't turn around, I was already in enough trouble, but the little arched eyebrow Cassie presented let me know I was missing quite a show. I gave Cassie my complete and undivided attention for the rest of the meal, but my mind watched Stacee walk towards me over and over and over. I also noticed that Cassie kept looking past me. When the check came Cassie excused herself and headed to the back of the room. I started to freak a little but when I turned my head to see where she was headed I noticed with relief that she went straight to the ladies room. I quickly scanned the office party table but didn't see Stacee anywhere. A quick glance around showed that she was no longer in the room. She might have slipped past me at some point, I had made a serious effort at keeping my eyes from roaming to try and placate Cassie, but I doubt if she could have walked by without me noticing. Oh well, it's not like I could have done anything about it anyways. I loved Cassie and wasn't about to blow it with her. She was gone for a long time and I was getting worried, but then eventually she came back to the table. I paid the check left a tip and we left. "So, do you want to go see a movie or would you rather go dancing?" I asked her. "No, just take me home Jake." Crap, I knew she was pissed at me royally. She loved her night out nights. Home was a half loft that Cassie made out of the second floor of a two story warehouse her grandfather had left her. The whole bottom floor she turned into a boutique that she opened and ran and the top floor she split into an apartment and a storage space. When we got there, I let her out of the car. I was going to kiss her goodnight but she just blew past me and headed for the stairs. Jesus, she's really torqued off at me. As I stood there starting to get seriously depressed, she turned and asked, "Well, you comin in or what?" Oh thank God, I heaved a huge sigh of relief and followed her up to her loft. Maybe I could still salvage this. She let us in, turned on all the overhead lights and headed for the kitchen, I kicked off my shoes and hung my jacket on one of the clothes racks Cassie had around the loft in lieu of closets. She had brought up like six of these racks that she used downstairs in her shop and they were all full of her clothes. She even had one that was just for shoes. There were no walls in the loft, it was just one big open space. The only exception being the curtained off bathroom. Most of the loft was filled with a huge brass bed. Across from the bed was a little area with a couple of lazy-boys a coffee table, a huge entertainment center against the wall with a flat screen TV. and a stereo, and a big furry rug covered in pillows where we would lay sometimes and watch movies. After a quick trip to the toilet I came out to see that Cassie was putting together a little tray of fruit and cheese and opening a bottle of wine. I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist and nuzzled her neck. When she sighed and leaned into me, I knew she wasn't really as pissed off as I had thought. I moved my hands up to caress her breasts. Kneading them and rubbing my fingers over her nipples through her dress and bra. She arched her back and brought her hands up behind her and ran them through my hair. When my fingers went to the zipper on her dress, she spun around, grabbed me by my tie and led me to the bed. I couldn't hide my smile as this was turning out way better than I thought the night would just a short while ago. She released my tie and bent and opened one of her dresser drawers. She pulled out a large handful of silk scarves. Now my smile went ear to ear. She had once let me tie her to the bed and I had always wanted to do it again. The sex that night had been incredible. It was a night that ran through my mind all the time... I had tied her hands and feet to the bedposts and stood over her and looked down on her all spread eagled on the bed. I had taken one of the extra scarves and dangled it till it just barely touched her skin. I then dragged it lightly over her body, swirled it around her breasts and down her stomach. Watching Cassie's reactions was an immense turn on. Every time she shivered, every time her eye lids fluttered, I felt a rush. I swept the scarf down her body and over her mound. Her buttocks lifted off the bed as silk met curly down. After awhile, she started to beg me to fuck her. There is not much that is more erotic than hearing a woman whisper, "Please fuck me." But I was getting off on this too much to have it end so soon. I laid the scarf down and slowly traced my hard cock in all the places I had first sent the scarf. By the time I finally entered her she was more than ready for me. It was a great night of sex and I was definitely eager to do it again. I reached out to try again to get her dress off but this time Cassie slapped my hands away. She reached up and kissed me and whispered in my ear, "Do you love me Jake?" "Of course I do baby, you know I do." "Do you want me?" she whispered. All the while she was undoing my tie and then unbuttoning my shirt. "I always want you." I didn't know what she was leading up to but I was more than happy to go along for the ride. She pulled my shirt and tie off and reached for my belt. She was licking my chest and kissing my shoulders as she undid the button on my pants and pulled my zipper down. Every time I tried to get to her clothes she brushed my hands away or turned to thwart my efforts. She reached into my briefs and cupped me. Her soft hand stroking me quickly brought me to near full size. She then brought her hand out and pushed me back on the bed. She soon had me completely naked. She told me to sit up near the head of the bed. Grabbing the scarves, she straddled my waist and again whispered in my ear, "Do you trust me Jake?" Okay, I'm naked on her bed, I can feel her ass pressing on my nearly fully hard cock, her dress is pulled up so far around the top of her thighs I can see her black thong, and she is bent over far enough that I can see the black bra she was wearing. At this point I had a good idea what she was up to, and there was just no way I was saying no. "Absolutely." She tied my hands to the bed, then stuck several pillows behind me to keep my back from resting on the bars. She then started kissing me, everywhere. Everywhere except where I needed her to. Cassie has long silky dark brown hair and she let it all loose and slowly trailed it over my body. She was doing to me with her hair what I had done to her with the scarf. I now knew what exquisite torture it really was. I was more than ready to go to it, and she still had all her clothes on. I really didn't want to beg her, I was hoping she was getting as hot as I was and would not be able to hold off any longer either. But when she started kissing my thighs and her hair was whisking across my erection, I couldn't take any more. "Cassie, please?" I pleaded, in a much more whining tone than I had hoped for. She looked up at me and gave me the most wicked grin I had ever seen her give. I remember thinking, man, paybacks a bitch. Before I could get the next plea out, there was a knock on the door. Cassie jumped off of me and the bed and headed straight for the door. "Cassie! Don't answer that! Cassandra!" Shit, she just totally ignored me and reached for the door knob. Christ, it could be anybody. A lost nun, girl scouts selling cookies, her mom. All these things ran through my mind I as desperately tugged at the expertly tied scarves. I even tried to reach behind me with my teeth to grab a pillow to cover myself with but it was futile. I finally just pulled my legs up and hid my quickly wilting flesh as much as I could. When the door swung open I was stunned to see the hot blonde from the restaurant standing there. Cassie leaned in and kissed her on the cheek and then turned her back and threw over her shoulder, "Come on in Stacee." Stacee walked into the room and only then noticed me and the condition I was in. A knowing smirk crept across her face, she swept her eyes over me several times as Cassie poured wine into two glasses. When Cassie saw where Stacee was looking she said, "Stacee, have you met Jake?" Stacee gave me that hot smile of hers and said, "Hi Jake." I was speechless, I couldn't even mumble hello. I could not believe Cassie had done this. This must have been what she was doing in the bathroom at the restaurant that took forever. She must have seen Stacee head there and somehow convinced her to come here. I was embarrassed as hell, but suddenly the situation actually sunk through my thick skull and I realized how incredible this night was going to be after all. No longer as embarrassed, I put my legs back down and allowed Stacee to see what she had surreptitiously been trying to get a peek of since she walked in and saw me. Stacee didn't ooh or ahh, a slightly raised eyebrow was her only reaction. I was kind of hoping for an ooh or an ahh, but I would have settled for a smile. Oh well. Cassie grabbed the tray with the fruit and cheese and headed for the coffee table, "Would you bring the wine please?" she asked Stacee. Cassie quickly turned both lazy-boys till they were side by side facing the end of the bed, with the rug and pillows between the chairs and the bed and the coffee table just to the side. Sitting here they would both be looking straight at me. I was still fighting a little embarrassment, and my cock was a little confused by my lack of enthusiasm. It was kind of stuck half way and was just bobbing up and down, almost like it was waving at the girls. Cassie and Stacee each took a chair and for a second they were almost mesmerized by my swaying man snake. But then just like that they turned to each other and completely ignored me. For the next ten minutes they sat and whispered to each other and giggled and drank their wine. The whole time they were doing this, they would take turns shifting one leg over the other, almost like they had choreographed it, so that I was getting the full on double "Basic Instinct". Cassie's black thong would flash and then Stacee's white panties, along with like a mile of fleshy thigh from each. This view had definitely brought me to full salute, but with my eyes glued down below, I had no idea if they even noticed. Cassie said something to Stacee that made her laugh just as she was taking a swallow of her wine and Stacee spilled a good amount down her chin and neck. Without missing a beat, Cassie leaned over and licked the spilled wine off of her chin, then slowly licked from Stacee's breastbone up her neck and chin till they ended up in a kiss. Holy shit, okay, this I was not expecting. I sat dumbfounded as I watched my girlfriend French another girl. It was a long, smoking hot tongue fight and I had a front row seat. Cassie took Stacee's wine glass and her own and put them on the coffee table. She then picked a strawberry off the tray and brought it to Stacee's lips. Stacee licked her lips, and then stuck her tongue out and licked Cassie's fingertips and then wrapped her lips around the berry and took a bite. A little bit of juice dribbled down her chin and once again Cassie swooped in to lick it up. Involuntarily my tongue swept out and licked with her, where Cassie got sweet berry and luscious Stacee's skin, I only got air. I guess Cassie liked the taste of Stacee's skin because she took what was left of that strawberry and drew a sticky line from Stacee's bottom lip down her chin and throat and right to the top of her blouse. She then proceeded to lick the same trail in reverse till once again it ended in a long wet kiss. Stacee's breath was getting heavier and her chest heaved a time or two. I knew how she felt. I wanted Cassie to do that to me too, I wanted Stacee to help. Cassie then fed the rest of the strawberry to Stacee. The last half of the fruit went into her mouth along with two of Cassie's fingers. Stacee's lips wrapped around Cassie's fingers and I had no problem imagining those lips wrapped around something of mine. Cassie slowly drew her fingers out of Stacee's mouth, it seemed Stacee was a little reluctant to let them go. Cassie stood then and brought Stacee up with her. Then Cassie started unbuttoning Stacee's blouse. I was twisting my head this way and that trying to get the first peek of what was hidden behind that silky top. As Cassie got near the bottom of the blouse she had to pull on it to release it from Stacee's skirt. When she did this, finally one of Stacee's breasts briefly swung into view. I saw a melonous globe of perfection, and a golden brown extremely aroused nipple. It was perfect. Now Cassie has incredibly sexy breasts as well, they are almost triangular in shape with hard points and they fit perfectly in your mouth. But Stacee's were special. When Cassie finally got Stacee's blouse free and drew it back off her shoulders, I was afforded the full view of Stacee's chest. My heartbeat doubled and my breath caught. I couldn't have looked away for anything. You could have dropped a million dollars from the ceiling and I would have just been annoyed that the money was blocking my view. Cassie bent her lips to one of those luscious orbs and suckled. She almost looked like she was nursing. My mouth was sucking right along with her but again all I was getting was nothing. Stacee arched her back and closed her eyes and a soft moan escaped her lips. When I heard that, a moan came out of me as well. When they heard me, both girls turned, almost looking shocked as they remembered they were not alone. Cassie just smiled and turned back to where she had left off. But Stacee locked her half lidded eyes on my full hardness. At this point I would have done anything just to have them touch me. I needed to be stroked, I needed to lick female skin, I needed a lot of things. Cassie switched from one breast to the other, her hands lightly trailing along Stacee's arms. Stacee had her hands wrapped in Cassie's long hair and was trying to guide her head lower. Cassie obliged and slowly trailed kisses down Stacee's stomach. When she got to Stacee's skirt Cassie stopped and undid it and let it fall to the floor. When Stacee bent over to free her skirt from her high heels her breasts swung free and I almost died. I had an old girlfriend tell me she didn't like that view of herself when seen in a mirror, she thought it made her look like she had udders. But I think it is one of the most erotic views of a woman's body. The heavy breasts set free and swinging in all their glory. Stacee was indeed wearing a white thong, they currently sported a little wet spot, but she didn't have them on for long. Cassie wasted no time in peeling them off of her as well. Stacee soon stood there in nothing but her shoes. She had a little triangle patch of dark blond pubes, and I wanted them in my mouth. That glorious body that I had only been able to picture in my mind until now was on display for me and it did not disappoint. I had no idea that Cassie had ever even entertained thoughts of girl on girl sex. I would have to ask her later if this was a first for her. Also if this was her first three way. At least it had better become a three way, and soon too. Cassie gently pushed Stacee back down into her chair. She placed her hands on Stacee's knees and pushed them apart and raised them. For just a second I got a full view of Stacee's most tender body part. It was exquisite. Then Cassie lowered her head and I was left with another incredible sight. Cassie's dark hair buried between Stacee's white thighs. Stacee locked her hands in Cassie's hair. I looked up to see Stacee's eyes once again boring on my hardness. But before long her head was thrown back and she was arching her hips up off the chair and little cries escaped from her. Cassie's hands had come up to knead Stacee's breasts and I could see a little glistening of sweat start to cover Stacee's upper chest. Stacee's breath was getting much heavier now and she was bucking up against Cassie's mouth, while at the same time pressing Cassie's head down. Stacee's cries became almost animal in nature, as she thrashed and came. It was amazing, it was so hot. I was as hard as I think I had ever been. I strained against my ties trying to release myself so I could join in. But I was stuck fast. Again I found myself whining, "Cassie, please?" She ignored me completely. I watched as she kissed her way up Stacee's body until she got to her ear where she whispered something to her. Stacee just nodded, still breathing hard and apparently unable to speak yet. I watched as Cassie stood and went to one of her clothes racks and rolled it around behind Stacee's chair. She then bent down and engaged the wheel locks so it could not move. Cassie then came over and without even looking at me grabbed more silk scarves out of her dresser. It was only then that I realized that she was still completely dressed. She then went back and asked Stacee to raise her arms. Stacee willingly did so. Cassie tied her wrists to each end of the clothes rack. Now Stacee and I were matching naked scarecrows. Stuck with our arms out wide and behind us and our eyes glued to each others bodies. Cassie came back to the bed but instead of relieving my needs she went to her nightstand and pulled out a long flesh colored lifelike dildo. I had no idea she even had one. I had never seen it before even though I knew for a fact that I had been in that drawer before. She then went back to Stacee and knelt in front and a little to the side of her. She gave one glance in my direction and I understood that she wanted to make sure I had a good view of what was to come. A Night with Stacee I watched as Cassie slowly slid the dildo all over Stacee's body. It was not lost on me that this was exactly what I had done to Cassie that night that I had tied her up. Stacee tried to raise every spot of her body that Cassie touched. When Cassie trailed the rubber monstrosity across Stacee's breast, Stacee raised that shoulder to meet it. Soon Cassie employed her other hand, and her mouth and it seemed that she was probing, sucking and licking everywhere at once. Her fingers split Stacee's slit and burrowed into her. Her tongue flicked across Stacee's nipples with little snake like darts. She brought the dildo to her mouth and Stacee nearly inhaled it. Now Stacee's eyes were locked on mine as she swirled her tongue and gave head to the thing. Watching her mouth work it's magic and at the same time seeing Cassie's fingers gently probe Stacee's folds, brought me to a point that till then I thought was impossible. I swear I was going to come without ever being touched. But I didn't. Cassie disengaged the fake penis from Stacee's reluctant mouth and slowly had it follow the old strawberry trail. Right down her chin then through her breasts and then past where the berry had gone to leave a slight saliva slickened trail down to her stomach. Stacee was actually shaking in anticipation. She raised her hips and thrust her self towards it. Then almost as if a spell had been broken, Cassie spoke, "Do you want this? Although the question was aimed at Stacee and she quickly and fervently said yes, a quick yes escaped from my lips too. I didn't want that thing or anything like it to touch me or even get near me, ever, but I desperately wanted to see it in her. With another darting glance, ensuring that I still had an unobstructed view, Cassie brought the phallus to Stacee's warm wet hole. She slowly stroked it up and down the outside. Stacee grunted and let a little cry out. Cassie finally pushed it in a little ways. My hips lifted off the bed as I imagined myself in it's place. I was thrusting into space, trying to enter her further. Stacee cried out "Yes! That feels so good. Ah fuck me baby yes!" and started rocking her hips. Cassie pushed the dildo in further and then started sliding it in and out. Her thrusts got deeper and faster and Stacee's cries got louder. My hips were bucking wildly with each thrust as I fucked air. I saw Cassie slip her free hand under her dress as she proved she was not immune to the intense sexuality of the scene. She started stroking herself and little moans escaped her own lips but were still no match for Stacee's now load moaning and cries of pleasure. Cassie's face was now partially blocking my view as she became entranced with the sight of the large rubber piece sliding in and out of Stacee. Cassie flicked her tongue out and licked Stacee's clit and Stacee nearly jumped up off of the chair. If her hands had been free she might of, but her restraints kept her from fully rising. Cassie started stroking faster and Stacee let out a long loud scream and came hard. As Cassie slowly decreased the speed of her strokes, Stacee's cries became whimpers. Her whole body was covered in sweat and shaking and she was near tears. So was I. If someone didn't touch me soon I was going to have an embolism. Cassie slowly stood and then surprised me again when she took the dildo into her mouth and sucked off Stacee's juices. I could take no more of this. "Cassie, please? Come fuck me. Come suck my dick. Touch me, anything. I'm going crazy here. I've never been so excited in my whole life, Cass, please, please come here." She looked over at me and calmly asked, "Did you like that?'. "Yes, yes, oh god yes. That was so hot." "Do you think Stacee is hot?" "Yes, she's so fucking hot!" I was out of my mind and not thinking straight, or I might have tempered my enthusiasm here. as Cassie just smiled and nodded her head. She then turned to Stacee and asked, "What about you Stacee? Do you think Jake is hot?" Stacee didn't even hesitate, "Yes, I want to fuck him, I want to suck that hard cock. I want to watch you fuck him too." Cassie nodded her head again. Then she walked over to the stereo and turned on some dance music. She started swaying with the music as she moved into position between her two prisoners. She gyrated her hips and raised her arms and slowly twirled. The way her dress moved and her hair flew around and the look on her face as she danced all combined to be incredibly erotic. She first danced for me and then turned and danced for Stacee. I loved the way her ass moved. I wanted to plant something in that ass. Cassie reached behind her and finally lowered the zipper on her dress. I could catch glimpses of Stacee watching this and knew that she was thinking pretty much the same things I was. Cassie shimmied her hips and let the dress fall to the floor. She stepped out of the dress and danced some more in just her panties. The black lace bra and matching black lace thong against her brown skin and the way it all moved as she danced was something I will never forget. "Cassie, please, enough is enough, I'm hurting here." I hated to beg, but at this point I would have said anything to get her to touch me. "Yes baby, go fuck him now, I want to watch you fuck him." I silently thanked Stacee for the assist. But Cassie had her own agenda. She turned to face me again and slowly peeled her bra off. Then she raised her arms to the ceiling again and swayed her upper body back and forth. She knew too well how this would affect me. I was near tears myself. I had tugged and strained so much against my ties that my wrists and arms were killing me. Cassie then did that same slow peel but with her panties this time. The look on Stacee's face when Cassie bent over to slip them past her shoes was one of pure fascination. Although I was getting that wonderful breast swing shot, I knew Stacee was getting a pretty amazing picture too. It was also one of my favorites. Of course it was always followed quickly by me entering her from behind before, and now I could only wish it. Apparently so did Stacee. After a few more sways and gyrations, Cassie bent down and picked up the dildo. She turned once again to face Stacee and bent over so that we each had the others previous view. At this point I was sweating and straining and rocking back and forth in frustration. Stacee was getting to the same point herself. Her sweaty hair was plastered to her face and her lipstick was smeared and she looked so damn good. But now my eyes were glued to Cassie's ass and the dildo she was bringing up to it. Cassie slid it inside her, and I drove my hips into the air right with it. She must have been near bursting herself because she quickly built up speed and buried that thing deep. I was bucking for all I was worth, the bedsprings were screaming and the bed was making serious scraping sounds across the floor. This was a very heavy bed, I know because I moved it here. But my thrashing around was so wild that the bastard was actually moving. My twisting and rocking had dislodged the pillows from behind me and my head was now banging against the hard brass rails. This startled Cassie a little and I guess she realized that she had taken this as far as she could. She yanked the fake one out of her, jumped up on the bed then turned her back to me and slowly lowered herself on to my now aching boner. I held still till I was inside her, knowing that I could seriously hurt her if I didn't, but once impaled I started ramming for all that I was worth. I grunted over and over, uh, uh, uh and just as I exploded I looked into Stacee's eyes. Apparently Stacee could come without touching herself, because I swear as she watched and heard my orgasm, she had one herself. All three of us were making noises that would have scared a seasoned animal husbandry expert. Cassie squeezed and milked me till I was completely spent, and then collapsed across my legs. A few moments later she raised herself off me and went over and untied Stacee. They quickly locked bodies and lips again in another of those mind blowing kisses. Only this time hands went to asses and hips ground against hips. I was panting and huffing and trying to catch my breath, but my eyes were locked on this incredible vision. The contrast of Cassie's brown skin and dark hair and thin body interlocked with Stacee's blond hair and white skin and curves was intoxicating. They broke off their embrace and each headed for one of my hands. It took awhile to free me because my pulling on them had tightened the knots, but eventually I was loose. As soon as I was I grabbed Cassie and yanked her down across my lap. She cried out in protest and surprise but she had this coming. I trapped her hands behind her and held her down and started smacking her ass as hard as I could. She cried out in pain and started to scream. My anger turned quickly to heat again and after 10 or so spanks I stopped. I looked at Stacee and she was frozen with shock and a little fear. I winked at her as Cassie whimpered and said, "Stacee? You wanna kiss it and make it better?" Stacee relaxed and quickly bent down and started kissing all the red marks I had left on Cassie's very tender butt. Cassie still struggled to get away from me but I held her tight. Stacee's kisses turned to licks and then she maneuvered her way till she was licking between Cassie's cheeks. Cassie's ass lifted of it's own volition and Stacee took advantage of her new access and started tonguing Cassie's pussy. Cassie's whimpers soon turned to moans, and I knew it was safe to release her. I could feel my cock pressing into her stomach as I moved my hands under her and started massaging her tit's. I then grabbed Stacee by the shoulders and pulled her up and kissed her. The combination of Stacee's sweet lips and Cassie's juices nearly drove me crazy. Cassie rolled over and took my throbbing cock into her mouth. She reached up and gave my balls some much needed attention. I reached down and shoved two fingers into Stacee. She moaned into my mouth and wiggled her ass and then nibbled on my lower lip. I pushed her down on the bed and careful to not remove myself from Cassie's ministrations I bent and took Stacee's lovely pubes into my mouth, and then started trying to suck her dry. Stacee turned her head and found heaven herself as she hungrily lapped at Cassie. It was an oral triangle that will be forever burned into my memory. As we all neared orgasm again, I broke off the mini daisy chain and laid on my back. I wanted to see who would mount me first. Stacee never gave Cassie a chance. She pounced on me and started riding me for all she was worth. Her perfect breasts bouncing and the look of total rapture on her face had me giving it right back as I held her hips and helped pound her on me. Cassie stood on the bed and straddled me and shoved her pussy into Stacee's face. We were bucking so hard that Stacee couldn't do a proper job of eating her, but she gave a valiant effort anyways. I switched my hands from Stacee's hips to Cassie's ass and admired the new view I had. I watched as Stacee's tongue licked up with every thrust I made. I couldn't believe I was ready again so quickly but there was no holding it back. I cried out and shot my load deep inside of Stacee and after a few short hard spasms and weakened thrusts my whole body went limp. Stacee and Cassie never skipped a beat. Stacee quickly rolled off of me and they went right into a sixty nine. I watched in utter fascination as Cassie tried to suck my freshly spent sperm right out of Stacee. Before long the both were clamping thighs and uttering cries and then they came, one right after the other. When everyone's breathing had slowed and we had all settled into a three way hug, Stacee said, "That was fucking incredible. You were both amazing. But I gotta go." Cassie and I both pleaded with her to stay but she said it was impossible and got dressed and left. Cassie got up and went into the bathroom, when she came back out she fell back into bed with me. I was too spent to even go brush my teeth. "Thank you." I whispered in her ear and Cassie just smiled and kissed me. "Do you think we'll ever see her again?" I asked. She just kept smiling and then said, "Well, she knows where to find us." A Night with Stacy My wife Kathy was always the reserved type. She is truly beautiful but has always been insecure about her looks, her body and sexual grip on men. She is 5’6” with blonde hair, blue eyes and beautiful sensitive breasts that nicely fill a 36D cup. Even when her college roommate used to point out that men would ogle when she wore her miniskirt, she still didn’t believe that she possessed the kind of body that men just love. Given her lack of strong sexual confidence you can imagine my surprise when she opened up one night and gave me one of most exciting experiences of my life. We were set to go to a wedding of a friend of hers from high school. I had never met Stacy before. I had seen pictures of her and thought she was attractive but not necessarily the vision my wife had always described. When I met Stacy at the rehearsal dinner I couldn’t believe how gorgeous she is. I was sure the whole room could hear my breath get sucked right out of my lungs as drank her exquisite form. Stacy could have been a beauty queen. She is 5’10” with dark hair and 36C breasts that just seemed all too perfect. Her smile lit up the room. She greeted me with a big hug and light kiss. I almost felt honored just to be that close to her. I spent the next few hours trying to tip toe between being close to Stacy and trying hard not to stare at her. When the dinner was over Stacy invited us to her room in the hotel for a nightcap. She was following the tradition of not seeing her husband to be on the wedding day before the ceremony. She wanted to go up to the room, have a cocktail and relax but since she didn’t she want to be all alone and since she hadn’t seen my wife in years she thought that would be a great way for them to catch up on each other and Stacy and I to get to know each other better. None of us knew it, but it was about to be a night none of us would forget. We got up to the room and Stacy excused herself to go in the bathroom and change out of her dress. She came out wearing a big T-shirt and shorts. She told Kathy she had a second shirt and shorts if she wanted to change too. After I insisted it was ok even though I couldn’t change, Kathy went in to get out of her dress. She came in wearing an outfit very much like Stacy’s. I took off my coat and tie and unbuttoned my collar. We starting talking and soon it was as if we had all known each other forever. We were laughing and starting to loosen up with other. I looked over at Kathy and noticed her nipples poking at the T-shirt. The shirt wasn’t really tight but the way it was laying you could clearly see her nipples pushing at the fabric. The shirt she was white and you could make out the shadow of her nipples under it. I started to laugh and when they asked me what I was laughing at I tried to brush it away as if it was nothing. After a lot of prodding, I simply asked Kathy if she was cold. Still not really getting it since she had a big T-shirt on and didn’t realized that she was rather exposed, she asked why I wanted to know. Now Stacy had caught on and started laughing too. Her wonderful breasts shook below the shirt and I watched them sway as we laughed and teased Kathy. She caught on to what we meant and gave me a look. I’m not sure if was the alcohol or she just didn’t think of where we were, but she flashed me a tit and said “Bite me!” like she sometimes does when we are at home. Once she lowered the shirt she immediately got very embarrassed. We tried to comfort her by pointing out that I seen her breasts lots times and Stacy was female anyway. We starting talking again but Kathy was being very quiet. It was obvious she was still a little embarrassed by what she had done. Suddenly, Stacy sat up and flashed us and said, “There now you’ve seen mine too”. My eyes nearly fell of my head. Stacy’s tits were perfect and topped with small hard nipples. There wasn’t a hint of sag to them. I knew immediately that the image would be forever etched upon my mind. I also knew that my cock was getting really hard. It was getting uncomfortable in my pants but in my mind no one could tell. That image was shattered when Stacy then said, “Your nipples weren’t pressing against your shirt nearly as much as Brendan’s cock is pressing against his pants.” They looked at me started busting up laughing. I was totally caught. After getting teased about how the sight of Kathy’s tits doesn’t do that to me that quickly I joked that she didn’t have as perfect tits as Stacy did. Instead of being upset, Stacy was more flattered. She got a little twinkle in her eye and joked that since I seen her tits she should see my dick. I figured Kathy would be shocked but instead commented that that seemed fair. The next thing I knew Stacy was holding me back (as if I really had to be restrained with my mind racing to where this might be going) and Kathy was pulling my pants down. My hardon was straining at my briefs. The head was almost poking over the waistband. Then Kathy freed my cock to their eyes. Stacy licked her lips as she looked at my 8-inch cock. It felt like it was going to explode. Kathy and Stacy exchanged a silent look at each other. Before I knew it, they had both taken their shirts off. I was staring 4 perfect orbs and I immediately reached out and pulled Stacy and Kathy down to the couch with me. In a matter of minutes, we were all naked and I was kissing Stacy deeply. I started fondling her tits and pinching her nipples causing them to stiffen between my fingers. I felt my wife’s hands caress my cock and then felt her warmth as she took it in her mouth and began giving me a slow, sensuous blowjob. I lowered my hands to Stacy’s pussy and let my fingers wander through the curls of hair covering her pussy as I began to suck her tits. Somehow, we moved to the king size bed and continued to explore the wonderful feelings that we’d started. Kathy needed some herself so she got up and positioned herself over my cock. With one long stroke, she lowered herself onto it. Stacy and I didn’t have quite the room to continue the way we were so she got up. I wasn’t sure what to expect. She climbed on my face and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I began eating her pussy for all it was worth. I have always loved eating pussy and hers was wonderful. She was facing my wife so my eyes at great view of her wonderful, tight ass. Every so often, I would look under Stacy up at the two of them smiling at her other with blissful looks on their faces. I was blown away when I saw Stacy lean forward and take my wife’s tits into her mouth. Seeing my wife’s tits sucked by her friend was almost too much. I was fighting back an urge cum. One that I was really afraid I was going to lose. I could feel Stacy’s pussy nearly dripping on my chin. She was soaked. Stacy whispered something to my wife and Kathy just nodded. They switched positions. Kathy moved up and lowered her cunt to mouth. It was weird to actually taste the difference in two women that quickly. I almost died when Stacy lowered herself onto my cock. I couldn’t believe how tight she was. My wife was tight but not like Stacy. She lowered herself all the way down rubbed her clit again by pubic bone. I could feel the hair at the base of cock entwining with her bush. All the while, she was practically milking my cock with her muscular pussy. Kathy and Stacy were alternating between feeling and sucking each other’s tits. I had never seen my wife show any hint that she would ever try to experience pleasures with another woman. Kathy was breathing very hard and I knew she was about to cum. She didn’t last as long as I thought she might. She screamed and ground her pussy harder against my face. She rolled off of me and I was able to really take in the beauty of Stacy as she fucked me. I reached up and cupped her tits. They felt unbelievable in my hands. Stacy began to pound up and down on my cock. Suddenly she started to cum too. When she finished, she rolled off my cock onto the bed. I had managed to hold off my climax but I knew that wouldn’t last. I climbed on top of Stacy and started fucking her with long slow strokes. I wanted to at least last a little bit longer. Stacy reached over and started fingering Kathy’s pussy. When she pulled her hand up to her mouth and started licking the juices off, I lost it. I had enough presence to pull out of her and I let out a torrent of cum. My cum splattered on Stacy’s tits and stomach. It felt like I had let out a gallon. I was exhausted. Kathy moved closer to Stacy and started licking my sperm off Stacy. As she worked down towards Stacy’s pussy I looked on with anticipation of what might happen. Then, it did. Kathy began to tenderly lick at Stacy’s pussy. They moved into a 69 position. Stacy licked firmly at Kathy’s blond bush. Kathy parted the thick curls surrounding Stacy’s cunt and lapped at her clit. Stacy licked Kathy deeply and even started alternating between licking Kathy’s pussy and ass. Kathy had always liked having her ass licked and this was no exception. I could only smile as they treated each other to another orgasm as I watched. Afterwards, we dressed and prepared to head up to our room. Stacy thanked us for the best send off to her being single she could have ever asked for. As we left, Stacy said that maybe we could do it again sometime if she could convince her husband. We never have gotten together with Stacy again but that night will be a memory I will cherish forever.