0 comments/ 22021 views/ 2 favorites Pleasantly Surprised By: iluvred It was a rainy October Saturday afternoon and the phone was ringing. I knew it was Kelly. We had not talked in over 3 weeks and that was fine by me. We met in our sophomore year of high school and hit it off right away. She is 5’ 5”, 120 lbs, and a NATURAL redhead. She was smart and an athlete but didn’t hang out with the “in-crowd”. We started out as friends but quickly become a lot closer. We went out to dinner, went to movies and attended high school games and dances together. But every private moment, we were all over each other and our relationship became quite passionate. Time went by so quickly, and then it was time for her to leave for college. She told me that she needed her space and that we could still be friends. We talked regularly about classes, life in the dorms and parties. It wasn’t three weeks later that she started talking about Bill. He was a junior that she met at a party, an older brother of one of the girls on her floor. About the third time that she started talking about him I worked up the nerve to ask her is she was dating him. She said “No, we’re just friends that have a lot of fun”. So I let it go but something told me that they were more than friends. I was home alone and had already finished studying so I decided to answer the phone. “Hey Eddie, how have you been?” “Fine”, I wasn’t about to be a jerk but I didn’t feel like being nice either. “I’ve missed talking to you, what’s it been…a couple of weeks?” “Yeah, you’ve probably been busy” After some awkward silence I started to loosen up, after all it was Kelly. Before too long we were chatting away just like old times. We talked about classes; our families and we even made preliminary plans to see each other over Thanksgiving. Then she asked me a question and there was an odd tone in her voice. “Are you seeing anyone?” “No…are you?” I didn’t want to ask and I wanted her to say no but deep down I already knew the answer. “Yeah, well…Bill and I have been having a lot of fun and you know how it is.” I didn’t want to ask the next question either but I had to…”Have you slept with him?” I could tell from her silence that the answer was yes. She finally said something, “That’s actually why I called, I wanted to talk to you about it”. Me? Why me? I certainly didn’t want to hear about it. “We were just hanging out and well one thing led to another, I certainly didn’t plan for it to happen”. I was stunned, I couldn’t think of anything to say. She kept talking but I didn’t hear anything she was saying. Finally something snapped me out of it. “Tell me about it” I couldn’t believe what I just said, I was asking her to talk about having sex with someone else. “Excuse me? Did you say you wanted to hear about…it?” “Yeah, that’s what I said…what did you do? Who made the first move? I want to hear about it.” “OK, I’ll tell you. At first it was nothing, just a little kiss. But when his tongue pushed into my mouth I got really excited. His hands were all over me and we fell onto my bed. His hand reached up under my shirt and started playing with my nipples and you know what that does to me. Before I knew it, my shirt was on the floor and his mouth was biting and sucking on both of my tits. I loved it. It has been a long time since I had fooled around with anybody. Do you want me to continue?” I couldn’t believe what I had just heard, all kinds of emotions were racing through my mind: jealousy, anger and arousal. I was getting excited listening to her talk about getting felt up. I could hardly respond to her question, my “yes” was barely audible. “Next he pulled my pants and underwear off and started touching me. First he just used one finger but he could tell that I was enjoying it and he added a second and third finger while he kept sucking on my boobs. I felt it building up, my pussy was on fire, and finally it hit me and I came in waves. Then, he kissed me and I knew I needed his cock inside me. I didn’t bother taking his clothes off. I just undid his pants, grabbed his dick and pulled him in. Oh god did it feel good. He fucked me for what seemed like an eternity. I finally came a second time right before he came inside me. Is that what you wanted to hear?” I was really excited from picturing her getting fucked by someone else and I needed to relieve myself. I undid my pants and started pulling on my cock. “That was the most exciting thing that I ever heard. I am hard as a rock and I need to let you go”. Her reply was quick, “Wait a minute, I just told you about getting fucked and now you are going to go beat off? I don’t think so, if you are going jack off you will do it while I am on the phone”. I couldn’t argue, I was too horny and I agreed. She made me tell her exactly what I was doing. She asked how it felt, which hand I was using, and if I liked beating off. The combination of picturing her getting fucked by another guy and her talking to me like this was just too much for me to handle. Then she said it, “I want you to cum. I want you to cum all over yourself. I want you to CUM RIGHT NOW.” That pushed me over the edge; I had never heard her talk like this. Five heavy loads landed on my stomach, legs, and arms. I was out of breath, and couldn’t think of anything to say. Still turned on, I also felt embarrassed by what I had just done. That quickly changed when she said, “That was awesome! Did you like stroking your dick while I talked to you?” “Yea” “Good. Next time I think I will join you.” “Next time?” “Oh yeah, I own you now. I am going to fuck Bill every day and then tell you all about it while you jack off.” Who was I to argue? “I’m glad we talked Eddie. Call me back in an hour.” I knew what she meant and I have every intention of making that call. Pleasantly Surprised As her heart pounded with the beat of the music that she danced to, Trina watched her dance partner, Mike, as his hips moved and his body swayed in perfect timing with the beat. She thought to herself that he was a very good dancer. She also wondered in her mind, if his moves in the bed were as exact and smooth as his moves on the dance floor. This was their sixth date together, and with not much more than a few brief heavy kissing sessions their relationship hadn’t produced anything more sexual than that. Mike was a handsome man. In his early thirties, his frame and build was about average. He had sandy blonde hair and a thick moustache that he kept neatly trimmed. He reminded her of a surfer that she frequently saw at the beaches when she was younger. He was mild mannered and polite in his dealings with co-workers and others in general, as Trina noticed. He had been a perfect gentleman when he was with her, always opening the doors for her, seating her at a table when they had dinner or at a lounge. He made her feel as though she was the only woman on the planet when she was with him, and she loved it. Even his touch with her was gentle when they kissed. Trina was about six years, Mike’s senior. She had been in a couple of relationships after her divorce from a ten year marriage a year and a half ago. Neither of the relationships spawned anything more than a few rolls in the sack with what Trina could determine as a couple of self centered jerks. But Mike was different. He made her feel like none of the others had, including her ex-husband. She wasn’t quite sure what the difference was, and at this point, she didn’t care. Trina stood as tall as Mike, and with the exception of a few extra age lines around her eyes, you couldn’t tell that she was six years older than Mike. She managed to keep in pretty good shape by doing aerobics twice a week with a couple of her girlfriends at the local spa. Her raven hair was shoulder length and her skin tone was olive toned. She tanned nicely, and made sure that she kept a regular three times a week regiment on her tanning bed to keep her dark tan looking good. While most people that use tanning beds, tan totally nude, Trina kept her tan lines from a certain thong bikini that she had for a couple of years now. The contrast of the tan and her regular skin tone was stark. It looked as if she had the lines body painted on her flesh. As the twilight was in its full glory outside, the lounge that they were at began to thin out as the crowd slowly dispersed. Mike ask Trina if she was ready to go, and she told him that she was. When they arrived at Trina’s house, she stopped him just outside of the front door before she opened it. She waited for him to slide his arms around her for a kiss before they entered the house. When he did, Trina grabbed him, pulled him into her, then spun him around and slammed him soundly against the porch wall as they kissed. She pressed her body against his making sure that he was receiving the signals that she was sending. Mike smiled after their kiss was released. “You ready to take this a step further are ya?”, he asked in a low growl. Trina answered by leaning into him again and this time taking the initiative on the long wet deep kiss. “Any more questions?” she asked him, with a smile on her face. They entered the dark house and Trina flicked on the table lamp. Mike asked if she wanted anything to drink and he headed toward the kitchen. Trina told him to come into the bedroom after he got them each a glass of wine. Mike smiled and acknowledged her. Trina was stripped down to her panties and bra when Mike walked in quietly with two glasses of dark red wine. He crept up behind Trina as she had just unlatched her bra snaps, and her mounds fell freely from the bindings. Mike kissed the back of her neck, and Trina almost jumped out of her skin. She turned around quickly, instinctively covering her naked breasts with her arms. “Jesus! You scared the hell out of me!” she scolded him. Mike apologized for startling her, but he never took a step backwards. Instead he held up the glass of red wine to her as if he was offering a peace offering. She smiled and took the wine with one hand as she continued to keep her exposed breasts covered. Mike sipped his wine as he kept a constant gaze into her eyes. Trina noticed the glaze of his dark blue eyes. They seemed to deepen in color as she looked back into his eyes. All along in their past dates, she had construed Mike to be a bit shy by his lack of advances towards her. But now she was beginning to sense something different, something that made her tingle deep within her psyche. “ Mind if I join you?” he asked. Trina smiled and replied, “I thought you’d NEVER ask!” Mike took her innuendo with a grain of salt. He took her wine glass from her hand as he sat his own glass down on the dresser behind where Trina stood. When he did, he moved into Trina. Her arms lowered from covering her breasts and she placed them around Mike’s neck as they scorched each others tongues with a lingering wet kiss. He slid his tongue over hers as she reciprocated back to him. They kissed for a few minutes like this before Trina pushed him away enough to begin to unsnap the buttons on his western cut shirt. Mike kept his gaze into her eyes as he grasped the shirt on either side and tugged with one quick fluid motion. the shirt buttons ripped the shirt open in a flash, exposing the pristine white undershirt. Trina was beginning to become more aroused with his antics. She tugged at the bottom of the white undershirt where it was neatly tucked into the waist of his thick Levi jeans and began to unfurl the shirt up and over his head. He had a nice neat layer of hair on his chest that tapered down the middle of his belly and ran downward, disappearing below the waist line of his jeans. His stomach muscles were defined and his pectoral muscles were thick. She couldn’t help but run her hands over the fine hair that sculpted his torso. It looked to her as a fine trimmed fur covering. As she felt him, Mike drank in her beauty with his eyes. Her breasts were fine orbs of pleasure for his eyes. They hung perfectly, with a nice rounding at the bottom. Her nipples were standing proudly from the center of her brown areolas. He lifted his hands, and encompassed her breasts in each of them. He lifted them each slightly, relishing their weight and texture. As he held them as if weighing them, his thumbs grazed each of her nipples. They became even more pronounced. Trina wanted more now. She began tugging at the clasp of his belt, undoing it. Then the button of his waist and finally the thick zipper. His pants now hung loosely at his waist. Trina grabbed each side of the denim pants and slid them down over his legs to the floor. As she squatted at the floor, her eyes went immediately to the thick clump at the crotch of his boxer briefs. Without moving from her squatting position, she pulled the shorts down, slowly this time. As the waistband neared the thick lump at his crotch, she purposely began to slowly inch the form fitting shorts over his neatly trimmed thatch of pubic hair. Her eyes were intent as the waistband began to reveal his thick man snake. It appeared to her to be swelling. She was correct in her thoughts and observation. Mike’s eyes never left her face. He swelled with anticipation as he watched her eyes widen with delightful surprise as the shorts were now pulled down fully to his ankles and his cock hung directly in front of Trina’s face. Trina blew her hot breath at his exposed manhood. She felt a stirring deep within her nether regions. She was leaning in to taste him when he grabbed her by her arms and pulled her to a standing position in front of him. She was attempting a protest when he grabbed the back of her head, entwined his fingers deep in her hair against her scalp and pulled her face to his. His lips pressed firmly against hers. Yet again his tongue slid between her parted lips and began a slow sensual dance over hers. With his other hand, he placed it into the small of her back and tugged her into him. Her panty covered pussy pressed directly into his growing cock. Mike pushed forward and pinned her hips into the dresser behind her. The sudden shove rocked the dresser slightly from the push. Trina’s senses were running rampant now. This gentle man that she had dated for four weeks now was in a complete opposite mode of everything he had shown her previously. He wasn’t acting mild mannered now. No longer was he being passive and polite. He was displaying a more aggressive behavior. She wasn’t afraid though. His actions didn’t seem out of control. Too many times with her other suitors, their primal urges were the reasoning for their pushy advances. No, Mike was in control of his emotions. He knew exactly what he was doing and why he was doing them. She was turned on by his mannerisms. He was methodical in each move that he made. He had definitely done this before, many times by her surmise. Mike slid his tongue back into his own mouth and drew back away from Trina. She was preparing to slip out of her panties when Mike grabbed the thin string on her hips with one hand and jerked outward, quickly. The dainty string snapped like a rubber band as the panties now hung precariously lopsided against her other hip. In a flash, he reached to the other side and tugged, breaking that string as well. He held the broken string and slowly edged the useless cotton thong from between her legs and the folds of her ass cheeks and her pussy. Her eyes gave her away as she just stared into his eyes with an awe of excitement. Mike watched her expression as he drew the tattered thong from between her legs and up to his nose. He drew in a long deep breath at the damp crotch. Trina felt her tummy begin to tighten even more with excitement as she watched the pleasured look on his face as he drank in her essence through his flared nostrils. He tossed the useless thong to the floor. His hands now grabbed her breasts as he still held her pinned against the dresser. He began to knead at them, softly first, then applying more pressure. His hands felt so warm to her exposed boobs. He backed away from her just enough to lean down and suckle each breast. His tongue flicked at each nipple, then he sucked the heavy orbs into his hot mouth. He sucked gently at first, then harder. He filled his mouth with each breast with every suck before pulling back, allowing the tit to literally pop from his suction . Her breasts would bounce as he released them. Her nipples jutting outward more and more. His cock was now pressing in between the folds of her pussy lips as he stayed pressed against her body. He backed his hips away enough for his cock to fall beneath her folds and dangle between her slightly spread legs. He pressed forward again making his hard cock slip between her thighs. Trina felt his stiff hot rod as it stuck between her thighs. She could feel the hard meaty tip as it rested at the back side of her ass cheeks. Mike wrapped his arms around Trina’s torso and lifted her up from the floor. She instinctively lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist when he did. He carried he to the side of the bed and laid her onto the fresh sheets. Her legs hung from the side as he squatted down into a kneeling position. Her passion mounted as he leaned into her exposed crotch and began to lick her outer folds. He licked her inner thighs and the back sides of them before grabbing a leg in each hand and spread them apart. Her delicate flower opened for him. He leaned in and flicked lightly at her opening. Her juices began to trickle from her excitement. He then closed her legs together again and held them with one hand up in the air. With his free hand, he drew back slightly and smacked her bum with it. The meaty flesh bounced with the smack. She moaned with delight. He then smacked the other cheek just as firmly as the first. He kissed each butt cheek where he had smacked them. The contrast of the light sting from the slap and then the tender soft kiss from his lips sent a wave of desire racing through Trina’s mind and body. Once again he repeated the smacking of her exposed derriere only to follow this time with a firm tonguing instead of a soft kiss. He began swabbing her entire butt cheeks with his tongue until his tongue was washing up and down the loosely closed crack of her ass. Her hips raised from the bed as she felt his tongue delve into the center of the crevasse of her butt. The tip grazed over the puckered rosebud of her anus. She had never had that done to her before, and it felt good. Mike stood up at the side of the bed and grabbed her legs and began to swing them around as if she were on a lazy Susan, telling her to spin. She was mesmerized and did as he asked. Her head was now at the side of the bed, hanging slightly off of the edge. Mike stepped forward and grabbed his hard cock in his hand and pointed it at her mouth. “You wanted to suck my cock, now you can”, he said in a matter of fact way. She opened her mouth and licked the trickle of his clear pre-cum from the tip. Then she opened her mouth and took in as much of his shaft as she could. His cock felt hot in her mouth. His salty ooze made her begin to drool. She lifted her head upward with each stroke of her mouth, taking in more and more of his swollen dick each time. She scooted her head further from the edge of the bed until it was hanging upside down at the side. She grabbed his meaty ass cheeks this time, and with the tip of his aching cock at her lips, pulled him into her hot mouth until she felt her throat relax and could feel the bulbous tip as it passed the back of her mouth and into her throat. Mike moaned with a deep pleasure as he felt the tip pass the back of her mouth and went further into her tight throat. He relished in the feeling of his heavy, hairless ball sac as it rested against her nostrils. With her mouth completely full of his cock, she had to breath through her nose. Mike could feel the warm breath as it escaped her nostrils and bathed his tender pink ball sac flesh. He withdrew his entire length from her throat and mouth very slowly. As he watched, he could see the shiny thick spit that coated his entire cock shaft. He actually felt his cock swell even more from the exciting visual. He whispered in a raspy voice, “ lick my balls Baby”. Trina was eager to comply and began licking each heavy testicle. “ Suck them” he said. She again did as he asked, sucking each one into her mouth and gliding her tongue over each one until his nut sac looked as shiny as his cock had. She sucked on them again, this time with Mike telling her to keep sucking. When she had one in her mouth and had a strong suction going, he began to raise up away from her. His pink sac stretched away from his body. When it wouldn’t stretch any further, the heavy ball would pop from her mouth. He would lower himself for the other nut to be done the same way. After a good swabbing, Mike continued with his stance over her face, letting her have her way with him. He reached forward and grabbed her swollen pussy lips in his hand and squeezed them together. He then slid his fore finger between the soft wet folds and began wagging his finger from side to side over her swollen bud. He would rub it from the top to the opening and back up again while Trina kept bathing his balls and the crack of his ass cheeks. Mike stood back upright and backed up from her and helped lift her head from its upside down position, very slowly, until she was sitting up on the bed in front of him. He leaned down to her seated position and blew hot breath at the base of her neck with his face an inch away from her. The warm breath cascaded down her neck and back sending goose bumps racing down her arms and torso. He grabbed her by her shoulders and moved her to a reclining position. He crawled up onto her. Her legs spread apart instinctively to accompany his hips in between her legs. As he lay down against her she could feel his engorged manhood between her wet folds. He began to move his cock up and down, much like a dry hump. Except this was anything but a dry hump. The soft underside of his rock hard cock was pressed against her clitoris and as he slowly rubbed up and down, the entire shaft would glide effortlessly up and down the full length. It was a constant stimulation for her and made her moan with obvious pleasure. Mike leaned down and kissed her while he massaged her erect pleasure twig with his meat piston. He would stop his kissing only to nip and suck the nape of her neck sending even more waves of desire racing through her. Eventually Mike slipped the tip of his hard cock head into Trina’s seeping punani. He whispered into her ear, “Want me to fuck you now?” Trina didn’t speak but just nodded and whimpered uh-huh. With that Mike began to insert more of his throbbing cock into her. Ever so slowly, he inched all of his cock into her. Her moans became louder when he was completely inside of her. Mike began to retrieve his cock from her until he was out of her pussy and the tip of his dick rested at the opening again. He would pause for a couple of seconds then slide his shaft back in until once again he was fully inside. After several minutes of this, Mike, once out of her, slipped his cock between her lips and slid up and down over her stiff clit some more. On the fourth stroke of her clit against his shaft, Trina groaned that she was Cumming. Mike slid his cock back into her more quickly now, then buried it deep into her womb as her cinching pussy convulsed around his thick meaty cock. After her first climax began to ebb, Mike began sawing in and out of her steaming pussy. He propped himself up on an elbow and reached down between them and wiped up some of her excitement onto his two fingers. He then brought the sticky nectar to his lips and sucked the drippings from one finger into his mouth. The other finger, he slid into Trina’s opened mouth. She sucked his finger and the juice from it. He kept his finger in her mouth and she continued to suck on it much like she had done to his cock. Mike could feel Trina’s legs begin to stiffen and he knew from experience that she was nearing yet another orgasm. He laid back down fully against her now and grabbed her ass cheeks in each hand under them. His thrusts began to grow in intensity and speed. He was thrusting in as deeply and as fast as he could now. The base of his cock would slap against her swollen lips with each sawing motion as he held her hips and pulled them into his slamming cock with each downward thrust. Trina wailed a loud groan as her body gave up another clutching orgasm. She could feel the melting of her lust and passion as his thrusts pounded her pussy into submission. Mike slowed to a stop and remained inside of her as her breathing regained a more normal pattern. Then he withdrew from her and asked her to get on all fours. She liked what was happening to her, so she eagerly maneuvered onto her hands and knees. This was her favorite position, unbeknownst to Mike. She Turned to him, held up a finger indicating for him to give her a second, then reached under one side of the mattress and pulled out a vibrating wand. Mike smiled brightly. Trina placed a few pillows in front of her then laid her chest onto them, leaving her wet sticky pussy up in the air for him. Mike slid in easily. He heard the humming of the wand begin as soon as he entered. Mike began to pummel her hot wet pussy with some rapid thrusts. He slapped each ass cheek with his hands with a firm wallop. Trina moved her hips back into him when he did this. Mike continued with his in and out movement, gaining momentum with each thrust. Trina felt the grinding of the humming wand on her clit building her excitement once again. She could also feel his cum laden balls as they slapped against her sticky lips. Pleasantly Surprised In a matter of minutes, Mike grasped Trina’s hips in his hands and gripped them tightly. His semen was racing up the shaft of his cock when he heard Trina groan loudly that she was Cumming. Mike let out a loud long grunt as the white hot cum shot from the tip of his cock and spewed deep inside of her clamping and spasmodic twat. His first three spurts were quick in succession, then the other four were a bit slower and more exaggerated as his balls strained against his body, high and tight. Trina fell forward and so did Mike laying on top of her back, his rigid cock still inside of her. After a few minutes, he became more flaccid and his cock slipped out of her. Then he rolled off of her and she rolled over long enough to roll onto her side and drape a leg over his legs. They relaxed this way for about fifteen minutes without so much as a word. Just a coo and a pleasurable moan. Finally Trina spoke. “Damn, that was HOT! Any more surprises?” All Mike could do was smile and ask, “Whatcha doing tomorrow?” Pleasantly Surprised I walked into my room after a shower to a pleasant surprise one afternoon: my two best friends, my lovers, were sitting on my bed, making out. They were beautiful, each in their own way. I sat on the edge of the end of the bed, still wrapped in my towel, and watched them kiss for a while before they broke apart. They both looked at me with expectant looks on their faces. "Enjoying the show?" Stephen asked, his hand trailing lightly along the side of one of Annie's breasts. I licked my lips. "Yeah." Annie reached over and slowly tugged my sheet from around me. "We enjoyed the show, too, earlier; watching you walk out. Yum." She crawled over to me, and by the time she reached me the towel was pooled around my waist. Still on her hands and knees, she leaned down and licked one nipple. I made a small appreciative noise, which seemed to encourage her. She nipped at the nipple this time, before sucking it into her mouth. She sat up as she did so, taking the other breast in one hand and gently kneading it. She looked up at me as she played with my breasts with her talented mouth and equally talented hand. I looked over her shoulder to Stephen who was watching us. He had on his face an expression that was half appreciation and half want. Guess which side won. As Annie switched breasts, Stephen apparently decided to join in. He crawled over to us, stopping behind Annie. He kissed her shoulder as he reached around to play with her breasts. As he did, she stopped for a moment, though she didn't release my breasts, which she at that moment considered to be her personal playthings. Stephen nibbled and sucked on her neck as he tweaked her nipples none too gently, and she rose up just a little on her knees in front of him. He whispered something in her ear and she grinned at me. I liked the expression, having never not liked anything that had come of that grin. Annie reached down and pulled the towel from my lap. She kissed, licked, and nipped a trail from my breast down my body, trailing her hand after her mouth, paying extra attention to the spots she bit. As she went farther down on my body, several things happened: she pulled me farther forward, forcing me to lay back a bit; she became more prone, which was helped by Stephen pulling her rear farther up and back into him; and he lavished her back, shoulders, and neck with attention with his mouth. Finally her mouth was at my center. She spread me open with two fingers and daintily (if one can really describe such an action as "dainty") licked me, flicking her tongue over me everywhere but my clit. Oh she danced around it, but wouldn't actually touch it. She's a tease like that. "Annie," I begged a bit, pushing my hips up just a tad. She responded wonderfully, finally going for my clit. I screamed just a little when she first touched it, and she had to hold my hips down. Did I mention she's strong? I moaned and writhed (as much as she would let me move) under her as she worked her mouth against me. I heard Stephen say, "Open your eyes." I did, and saw him kneeling behind her, positioning himself. "I want you to watch as I fuck her. Want you to see how much she likes being between us." I moaned again, but kept my eyes open. They flicked over my two lovers, watching them move before me. Stephen stroked himself once, then twice, then slid slowly into Annie's cunt. She moaned against me, sending vibrations against my clit and, by extent, my own cunt. A strangled "god" found its way past my lips, and both Annie and Stephen laughed a little. The former again sent vibrations through my core, and it was only the gaze of the latter that kept me from putting my head back and closing my eyes. Stephen started to move in Annie, and she slipped a finger inside me, working it in time with the cock inside herself. I pushed myself slightly against her, in time with them both, and I heard Stephen's breath break into a bit of a pant. "Play with your breasts," Stephen said, and I knew it was again directed at me. I usually don't take orders in the bedroom, but I made an exception. It felt too good not to. I obeyed, reaching one hand up and tweaking my nipple. The other hand had come to rest on Annie's shoulder, and it squeezed just a little as she sped up her ministrations. I could see that so had Stephen. She slipped a second finger into me -- Stephen always said my pussy was always as tight as the first time -- and it was my undoing. I cried out, bucking against her as she thrust her fingers into me, sucking ever so gently on my clit. My orgasm lasted forever, aided by her last-minute stroking of my g-spot. Yeah, she knew what set me off. Finally, with one last lick, she drew her mouth from me, though she kept her fingers in me, moving ever so slightly (and still in time with the cock inside her). I took a breath to calm myself a bit, then reached down and took her wrist. I drew her hand to my lips and slowly drew them into my mouth. I kissed the tip of each finger, then sucked them both between my lips, cleaning my juices off of them. I heard Stephen groan and felt him increase his pace, becoming jerky. I raised my eyes to meet his, then carefully crawled around to meet his lips. I kissed him, letting him taste me on my own lips. He drew a sharp breath, then pulled away. He closed his eyes in concentration, and I knew he was trying not to come. Not before Annie, at least. I licked my own fingers now, and reached down between Annie's spread legs. I found her clit and stroked it softly, gently brushing Stephen's moving cock with my other fingers. She cried out wordlessly, a string of vowels, and came undone. In her undoing was also Stephen's: as soon as she came, he sped up, thrusting into her mercilessly. Within seconds he, too, sounded his own pleasure as he came inside her. Pleasantly Surprised It was Friday night and Robert was sitting at home alone. His roommates were both out on dates, and his girlfriend, correct that ex-girlfriend, had moved all of her things out three weeks ago. It had been one of the dullest months in his adult life; four weeks of sitting in front of the television, eating pizza drinking beer and watching absolutely nothing had him going stir crazy. He needed to get out and do something. A man can only sit at home flogging the dolphin for so long, he thought. "Fuck it," he proclaimed to the empty house. "I'm going out. There's nothing wrong with that right, Mikey?" The small brown and white dog in his lap cocked its head to the right and looked at him questioningly. "That's right. I knew you'd agree." After a quick shower and shave Robert hit the road, not knowing exactly where he was going to go. He bounced around town for a while before finally parking his car downtown and continuing on foot. He wandered aimlessly through the milling sidewalk crowds until he spotted a little blues club that didn't look overly crowded with teenage kids breaking in their fake ID's. The club smelled of old cigars and old whiskey, lending a very soothing subdued feel to it. The lighting was low, with most of the ambient light being thrown by candles adorning each table. The band was just warming up for their set, so he quickly grabbed a seat and ordered a drink. While patiently awaiting his Captain and Coke, he surveyed the room. There were only thirty or so people populating the tables in the center of the room and the bar along the far wall, mostly couples or groups of friends conversing in hushed tones. From the front of the club the melody BB King's "Sweet Little Angel" filled the air; the band was starting. For the next twenty minutes his world was filled with the soulful sounds of a blues guitar. The band was surprisingly good, only covering a few songs with the majority of the set filled with original songs; it didn't take long for him to become lost in the music. As the band broke for a short intermission, he noticed that the place had really filled up during the first set. The bar area was packed, and nearly all of the tables were full. As he scanned the room for a waitress he noticed two women standing near the door, scanning the crowd, presumably for a place to sit. One was tall, with long slender legs and a nicely toned body adorned with a perfectly round and firm set of C-cups. Her companion was a shorter, curvy brunette; thick legs, bubble butt poured into a pair of tight jeans and a heavy set double D's. Both were absolutely gorgeous in their own right. They were standing close, the brunette's arm draped lightly around her friend's waist. After a moment she locked eyes with Robert and pointed, whispering to her friend before they started to thread their way through the crowd toward his table. "Do you mind some company?" The blonde asked as they walked up. He eyed the women up and down, making no effort to hide it. "Be my guest." He smiled and motioned for the two to join him. "I'm Vicki," the blonde introduced, extending her hand, "and this is Natasha." Robert took her hand. "Robert. Nice to meet you." Natasha just nodded and offered him a quick little smile. She seemed a little nervous. As the band returned for their second set they sat there, drinking and talking, just having a good time. A little flirting was going on, but Robert was beginning to think the women were a couple. Great, just my luck, he thought, the one night I actually go out, the only women I meet are lesbians. He excused himself for a moment and made his way to the restroom, feeling like there was something off with him tonight. He checked his reflection in the mirror and saw nothing amiss: his short blonde hair was lightly gelled in place as always. Below his brow, icy blue eyes, which he thought of as his panty dropper eyes, peered back at him. Satisfied that he looked fine, he returned to his table. He found that the women had moved seats, leaving an empty chair between them. The forth chair surrounding the little round table was missing. "Have a seat," Natasha patted the empty chair between them. Robert sat and the two beauties quickly leaned in close to him. After a moment's consideration he put his arms around each of their shoulders. Both gave him warm, reassuring smiles. Hmm, maybe this night won't be so bad after all. Halfway through the band's third and final set, Vicki leaned in close and asked Robert if he'd like to go hang out somewhere a little more private. He quickly agreed, trying not to sound too eager. It turned out that they shared a place just down the block near the river in an old converted warehouse, so the trio walked over from the bar. As they rode the elevator to the sixth floor Robert gloated about his good fortune. Wait until Jimmy or Drake hears about his. His eyes scanned the two women he shared an elevator car with. Vicki was in a short black leather skirt that was tight, showing off her firm high ass and miles of leg. Her strapless white top left the top third of her breasts delightfully exposed. He was pretty sure they had cost her a pretty penny. Natasha on the other hand was in a pair of dark, hip hugging jeans that seemed to be painted onto her round bottom and thick thighs. Her top was charcoal grey and covered her entire bust; tying around her neck, save for a large diamond positioned right over her cleavage. He tore his eyes away as the elevator came to a stop and they pushed open the metal guards. The apartment was a loft; the single open space broken only by a bar at the kitchen area, and a raised platform at the far end that seemed to be a bedroom without walls. A bathroom was tucked into the corner as well. Robert sat on a long, low couch while Vicki fixed them all drinks and Natasha lit some candles and put on some music. They girls finally joined him, taking places on the love seat opposite the couch. As they sat talking, the conversation gradually shifted to more sexual topics. Feeling uninhibited by the alcohol, Robert asked, "So, have you two ever, uh, slept together?" Their shared look was all the answer he needed. "I have an idea," Natasha announced, "let's play truth or dare." Vicki quickly agreed, looking at Robert for approval. "Sure." He nodded. "Great, I'll start," she squealed. "Truth or dare Robert?" "Truth." "Have you ever had anal sex?" "Easy, yes several times with my ex-girlfriend." "Okay, your turn." He looked at Natasha. "Truth or dare?" "Truth...this time." "Same question then: have you ever had anal sex?" She leveled her gaze at him and playfully slapped her ass. "This ass is far from a virgin honey. Now my turn: truth or dare?" She was still looking at him intently. "Truth," he repeated. "Okay, have you ever had sexual thoughts about another man?" "Um no." He quickly answered before turning to Vicki. "Truth or dare?" "Dare," she said firmly. Robert thought for a moment. "Take off Natasha's top and suck her nipples." "Come on, I thought dares were supposed to be something you wouldn't normally do," she laughed as she moved next to Natasha. She quickly undid her top, letting her heavy jugs fall free. Her golden eyes locked onto his as she lifted one of the globes to her mouth and slid her tongue across the fat, erect nipple. "My turn again," she said finally," truth or dare Robert?" "Truth." "Pussy." "Truth," he repeated. "Fine. Have you ever had sex with more than one partner at a time?" "No. I have with other people in the room, all having sex on their own, but never like a threesome or anything. Now, truth or dare Natasha?" "Dare." "Take your pants off and finger your pussy." "I thought you'd never ask," she sighed. Natasha stood and shimmied her pants down, revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties. She ran her hands down her tummy and over the mound of her pussy with its dark landing strip of pubic hair above her protruding lips. She dropped back down to the couch and spread her legs, revealing her glistening pink snatch and slipping a finger inside. "You like what you see?" Robert's cock was an iron rod pinned against his thigh by his jeans. "God yes." "Truth or dare?" she whispered as she continued to play with herself. "Dare." She slid to her knees and crawled across the six feet separating the furniture, heavy tits hanging to the floor and swaying back and forth. Vicki sat back and watched her ass retreat, a look of intense desire on her face. When she was in front of him she looked up and met his gaze. "Let me suck your cock." She didn't wait for a response before rubbing her face into his crotch. He could feel the warmth of her mouth on his erection through the heavy denim as she kissed and sucked him through his jeans. She wrestled with his belt for a moment and finally pulled his pants down to his ankles. His engorged penis immediately sprang free. "Mmmm," she purred. She gripped his towering cock and painted it with her tongue. Natasha's eyes, which were a piercing blue much like his own, bored into him as she slid his cock into her mouth. "It's my turn again," he said. He let her continue bobbing on his cock for a few moments before leveling his gaze at Vicki. "Truth or dare?" "Dare big boy." "Let Natasha eat you out." A mischievous smile flickered across her face. "Natasha dear, do you want to eat me?" "Yes darling I do," she mumbled around Roberts cock. The pulled off of him with a pop and crawled across the floor. She moved between Vicki's legs and pushed her skirt up around her waist and pulled a little black thong down her legs. She looked back at Robert and gave him a knowing look before burying her head in Vicki's crotch. The moaning, slurping, sucking sounds coming from across the room were driving him crazy. His hand slid along his shaft as he anticipated how these women would taste. Vicki was staring intently at him, eyes shifting from his face to his cock hungrily. After a moment Natasha shifted to the side and Robert's hand stopped in mid stroke as his jaw hit the floor. She wasn't eating her out at all! She was sucking on a hard cock nearly as big as his own! Slowly it dawned on him...the beautiful blonde sitting across from him was a shemale! He was surprised to find that his cock was harder now than it ever had been before as he watched Natasha greedily gobble Vicki's meat. He saw that they were waiting for his reaction and stood up. He casually strolled over to the love seat and sat beside Vicki. He reached over to grab her cock at the base and started to stroke it while Natasha proceeded to give her a nice wet blow job. With her free hand Natasha reached up and resumed stroking Robert's swollen meat. Vicki leaned closer, lips parting slightly, and kissed Robert then. There was a moment when his body stiffened before finally relaxing as Natasha shifted the focus of her mouth from Vicki's cock to his own. He began to return Vicki's kiss in earnest, their tongues exploring each others' while Natasha alternated sucking their throbbing cocks. After a few minutes Vicki stood up beside him. Her erection swayed just inches from his face as she stared down at him. Gently she put her hand on the back of his head and pulled his face into her crotch, rubbing her cock on his face. Tentatively he opened his mouth and let her slide her thick meat in. He never in a million years dreamt he'd be doing this, but it was really turning him on; his cock was throbbing with its own detectable heart beat as Natasha continued her oral attention. He relaxed his jaw and took as much of her cock as he could. Seeing that he's enjoying it, Vicki started to fuck his mouth. Robert responded by grabbing her ass, pushing her deeper into his throat. The need to penetrate one of the sultry vixens was immense. He pulled Natasha up off her knees and stood up in the loveseat in front of him to grind her beautiful little pussy into his face. His tongue snaked out to lap at her dripping slit. The taste and smell of her pussy was pure ecstasy. She grabbed his head and pressed it into her crotch as he continued to lick and suck at her Vicki was standing in front of them now, stroking Roberts cock and spreading Natasha's thick saliva all over it. She slowly turned around and lowered herself, grabbing his prick and guiding the head up to her ass. It was so tight. He felt her muscles clamp down hard as the head popped into her and she slowly sank down his shaft until every inch was buried inside of her. She held him there for what seemed like forever, and then slowly started to grind up and down his dick. Natasha quickly resumed her position on her knees in front of the loveseat and started licking and sucking her friends' hard cock while it bounced and wagged in front of her, taking turns switching from sucking Vicki's cock to licking Robert's swollen balls. "Mmm you like that tight ass big boy?" Vicki prompted. "You like how it feels around your cock?" Robert grunted in response. "I think it's my turn for some cock," Natasha decided. Vicki stood up, letting his meat fall from her gaping ass hole, and pushed Robert onto his back. Natasha climbed on top of him and quickly slid him into her dripping wet pussy. She was so soft and plump it felt like he would keep sliding into her forever. Finally her plump ass came to rest against his thighs and she started to bounce up and down on his cock, kneading and mashing her massive tits as she did. Vicki moved around behind her, her cock glistening with lube, and pushed it deep inside Natasha's ass with one swift, practiced motion. Natasha screamed in a mixture of pleasure and pain as two hard dicks filled and stretched her holes. "Oh! Yes! Fuck me! Stuff my holes with those fat cocks!" Robert could feel Vicki's swollen member rubbing against his through the thinly stretched lining of Natasha's pussy. She leaned forward, letting her big natural tits hang in his face, smothering him. I could die a happy man right now. Natasha's moans grew louder and louder as they fucked her harder, pushing her toward the edge. Robert's balls were drenched from her juices and he can feel that she is getting close. He pressed his mouth to hers to stifle a scream as she started to cum, every muscle in her body clenching, squeezing the cocks being rammed into her. They continued to pound her as her orgasm rocked her body. Time slowed, as Natasha writhed and moaned in pleasure in his arms. His balls were pulled tight against his body, aching to be emptied. He wouldn't be able to last much longer. Seemingly reading his mind, Vicki pulled her cock out of Natasha's ass and stepped back. Natasha quickly rolled off him to her knees. Robert was on his feet in an instant. Natasha knelt between them, her head thrown back, mouth open, stroking one with each hand. Seconds later they came together, blowing hot loads of sticky cream over her waiting tongue. She slurped down every drop, licking both cocks clean. With a full mouth she stood and pulled Vicki to her. Their bodies melted together as their mouths met. Thick white cum rained down on their gorgeous figures. Breaking the kiss, the women motioned for Robert to join them. He stepped close and their mouths met his as they shared a messy cum filled three way kiss. ""Why don't we all go take a shower?" Vicki suggested, wiping sperm from her smiling lips. Natasha and Robert agreed in unison.