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Can I See It?

By: WhiteGuy12



I had just finished up my senior year in high school.

A bunch of friends and I had rented a house at the beach for a week, but on this night only four of us had stayed in: my girlfriend at the time, Kerri, her best friend Tara and my buddy Marc.

We were hanging out in the pool, getting more than a little bit tipsy on Coronas. Tara had been jokingly flirting all week with Marc, who had a girlfriend. At 19, Marc was a year older than us, and his girlfriend was from college, so we had never met her.

Tonight, Tara had turned her flirting into overdrive. She wore the skimpiest bikini - or at least the skimpiest one I had ever seen her wear. When I tell you her size-DD tits were spilling out the sides of those little triangles, I'm not exaggerating. And let's just say the bottom was so tiny that I now knew Tara shaved most, if not all, of her bush.

We played typical pool games throughout the evening. When we played chicken - with the girls battling each other from our shoulders - Tara made sure to lean over and "accidentally" mash her gigantic tits all over Marc's head a few times. Tara also confided to Kerri in the bathroom (Kerri, of course, whispered it to me right afterward) that she had made sure to grope Rob's dick through his suit a few times during volleyball.

Marc was a good sport. I had a feeling he even enjoyed it, as long as he could claim his innocence. But things got awkward when Tara took it to another level.

We were sitting on steps, taking a break from the games and swigging Coronas, when Tara said, in her best little-girl voice, "Marc, can I see your wang?"

"What? No!" Marc said with a nervous laugh.

"I just want to see it," Tara said. "You're always joking about how big it is."

"Tara, I have a girlfriend. You know that," he said.

But Tara ignored him, leaned over clumsily and grabbed at the waistband of his bathing suit. She got a quick glimpse at his dick, but Marc then jumped up and got out of the pool. Too nice to get angry, he just laughed and said, "OK, you know what, that's my cue to go to bed."

Marc went inside and locked himself in a room. Tara angrily went into the bathroom, and Kerri followed.

Kerri came back outside a few minutes later and said Tara was drunk and upset. Apparently Tara really thought she was going to seduce arc.

I couldn't blame her, actually. Tara was gorgeous. She had light-brown hair and a beautiful face with a cute, pointy nose and green eyes that you could stare into forever. She was about 5-foot-4, with a tiny little body to go with those giant tits. She worked out a ton to keep herself slim.

Kerri, who had auburn hair and an athletic body with apple-sized tits, slurred her words a little bit as she told me about Tara's condition. I could tell they were both sloshed, so I decided to try something.

"You know," I said, "We could try to cheer Tara up by showing her my dick."

Kerri laughed and said, "Shut up."

Oh well, I thought. It was worth a shot.

Tara came back outside, her eyes red from crying. She still looked incredible, though. I swore I could see the outline of her pussy lips through her wet bottoms.

"Sorry, guys," she said. "I'm just having a tough time getting over Richard." (Tara and Richard had broken up shortly before graduation since both were going to attend different colleges).

"Would it make you feel better to see Ryan's dick?" Kerri asked, leaving me dumbstruck.

Tara raised her eyebrows for a second, betraying her excitement before quickly recovering and nervously laughing. "Very funny," she said.

Kerri looked at her questioningly before saying, "Tara I was joking, but if it would make you feel better you actually can see it."

I felt my dick start to harden. Was this really happening? Kerri, my girlfriend of two years, was the only girl who had ever seen my dick, other than my mother when I was little.

There was silence for what seemed like eternity. Finally, Tara spoke up, her eyes now locked on the growing bulge in my swim trunks.

"Well, I wouldn't mind seeing it, I guess, if you wouldn't mind," she said.

"Nah, what the hell," Kerri said. "It can't hurt to look."

I almost asked why I got no say in this, but then I decided to just shut up and go with it.

"Ry, how should we do this?" Kerri asked. "Pull down the waistband or pull up the pant leg?"

Before I could answer, Tara said, "Pull down the waistband. I want to see the whole thing."

Well, that settled it. I nervously pulled down my swim trunks until my now-hard-on popped free. I sat there awkwardly as both girls stared at my seven inches. My dick was now throbbing, the purple head pulsating angrily.

Tara surprised us with what she did next. she reached over and grabbed the shaft.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," Kerri said, but Tara proceeded to lift my dick up and pull my balls out from under the waistband.

"Relax," Tara said. "I just wanted to see the whole thing."

But Tara hadn't let go. Somehow, Kerri didn't notice that as she accepted Tara's explanation. Thank God for alcohol, I thought.

But then Tara, again, got too bold for her own good. She slowly started stroking my dick, and I felt the cum start to rise from my balls.

Before I could get there, though, Kerri realized what was going on and put a stop to it. She grabbed Tara's arm, then tucked my dick back inside my swim trunks.

"That's enough, guys," she said nervously. "Tara, maybe you should go to bed."

Tara got up with a sad look on her face and walked inside. Her bikini bottoms had bunched up into almost a thong, displaying a perfect, pale butt enhanced by major tanlines. Her ass swayed as she walked away, and I was sure it was for my benefit.

Kerri and I didn't say a word to each other for the next few minutes, just sitting there awkwardly. Finally, she got up and went inside. I couldn't tell if she was angry, though.

I followed her inside and, naive 18-year-old that I was at the time, just asked her, "Are you mad?"

"No," she said. "I'm just kind of surprised at myself that I almost let that happen. Whatever, it's over."

Or so we thought.

***

Kerri and I were sitting on the couch, still drinking, watching late-night TV, when Tara walked in.

My jaw dropped. She was wearing only a towel. Apparently, she had decided to shower before bed.

"I called Richard," she said, bursting into drunken tears and plopping down between us on the couch.

She started telling Kerri the story, but I wasn't listening. I was mesmerized by her cleavage right above the top of the towel. If there is a God, I thought, that towel will come off.

I got up to grab another beer as the girls continued to talk. When I got up, the couch shifted and Tara's towel moved just a little bit. Still no nipple showing, but this was progress.

I decided I was going to see Tara's boobs tonight. I had fantasized about those things for years, and here she was, sitting next to me in nothing but a towel, piss-drunk.

As I sat back down with my beer, I made sure to sit super-close, so that when she got up the towel would get caught between my leg and the couch. I felt like I was being really obvious, but the girls apparently didn't notice.

It seemed like Tara would never get up. She went on and on about her love life, blah, blah, blah.

Just when I was about to give up, Kerri, of all people, came to my rescue - albeit unwittingly.

"Tara, what you need is another drink," she said, apparently at a rough point in their conversation about Tara's ex.

Tara smiled and hopped up - and her towel flew off, caught under my leg. Her giant tits flopped around in all their glory as she turned to see what had happened.

"Oh, my God, I'm sorry!" I said, with some actual legitimate embarrassment now that it had actually happened. I even looked away, which I knew I would regret since I hadn't gotten a great look at her tits, but I was just a pussy.

Apparently I wasn't convincing enough, though.

"Ryan, you did that on purpose!" Kerri said, though she didn't seem that angry.

Tara immediately sat back down and grabbed the towel, but then she stopped.

"You know what, it's OK, Ryan," Tara said with a drunken half-smile as she looked me in the eye with those killer green eyes. "I got to see yours, so you can see mine."

Tara then let her hands fall to her sides and just sat back, leaving her massive boobs out for my viewing pleasure. They were pale from the tan lines. The areolas were pink and about the size of silver dollars, with little pea-sized nipples just begging to be pinched. I had only seen Kerri's boobs in person, but I had seen plenty on the Internet, and Tara's reminded me of Jenny McCarthy's - except I knew these were real.

Kerri just stared, too. Tara sat back and let us have a good look. After a few moments, I looked down to see if I could see her cunt, but her legs were together and I couldn't see much - except that she was fully shaved.

Tara saw me look down, and she shook her head at me. "I think we're even," she said. But she made no effort to put the towel back on. Instead, she turned to Kerri and said, "You know, you're the only one who hasn't shown anything."

"Yeah," Kerri said defensively, "And it's going to stay that way."

"Oh, come on," Tara said. "Have a little fun for once. I think we should all get naked."

That seemed to offend Kerri. She liked to project an image of being the life of the party, but deep down she was somewhat of a prude.

"I'm having plenty of fun," she said. "I'm drunk, we're laughing, but I am not taking my clothes off."

"Well," Tara said, "Can Ryan at least get naked? I don't want to be the only one naked." The thought occurred to me that Tara could have just put her towel back on, but I didn't say anything.

"Ryan can do whatever he wants," Kerri said, but her tone told me I should not do it.

I didn't move. It was getting awkward. But Tara wasn't going to give up.

"I think you really want to get naked, but you're afraid," Tara said. "In fact, I'll bet you're turned on right now. How about this - spread your legs right now, and if your bikini bottoms are as dry as the top, then I'll go to bed and we'll never talk about this again. But if there's wet spot, you have to do whatever I tell you for the rest of the night."

Kerri stared at her blankly. "I am not turned on by your boobs," she insisted.

"What about when I played with Ryan's wang?" Tara said.

Kerri looked down nervously.

"Spread 'em," Tara said. In Kerri's drunken state, it didn't occur to her that she could have told Tara to fuck off.

Kerri slowly spread her legs. I said a silent prayer, and it was answered. Tara leaned in close to make her point, but it wasn't necessary - we all saw the damp spot where Kerri's pussy juice clearly had soaked through her bottoms.

"Time to get naked!" Tara said.

Kerri just sat there in disbelief.

"Kerri, a bet's a bet," Tara said. "I'm in charge now. And besides, what kind of prude would you be if you didn't have some fun when we can all see you're aroused."

That seemed to convince Kerri. As if in a daze, she first unclasped the back of her top and let it fall, revealing her apple-sized tits with quarter-sized nipples. She then lifted her knees up and slowly took off her bottoms.

I couldn't believe it. I was sitting on the couch with two naked girls - my 18-year-old, auburn-haired girlfriend and her best friend, a busty brunette who had been the object of many of my jerkoff fantasies.

Tara stood up, excited that Kerri was actually going along with this.

"Ryan, you need to be naked, too," Tara said. I didn't hesitate to pull my trunks off, bringing my hard-on once again into view.

"OK," Tara said. "Kerri, your first task is to walk outside and run around the pool."

"No way!" Kerri said. "There are, like, four houses around us with perfect views of the pool from their upstairs windows. How about if I just run around this room?"

"Kerri, you have to do it," Tara said.

Resigned, Kerri got up and walked to the door. Tara gave her cute little ass a slap as she walked by, which made Kerri jump.

Kerri poked her head outside and looked around. Indeed, all of the neighbors had their lights on. It was late, but anyone who was awake and glanced out their window would clearly be able to see.

As Kerri hesitated, Tara came up behind her and pushed her out the door, then shut it quickly and locked it. Kerri glared at her through the window.

Tara smiled and motioned at her to run. Kerri gave her the finger and then turned and jogged around the pool, her little titties bouncing up and down as she ran.

I had walked over to the door to watch at this point, and while Kerri did her lap, Tara reached over, gave my dick a squeeze and said, casually, "Do you want to fuck tonight?"

I just nodded, speechless. Tara laughed and said, "Well, your prude girlfriend probably won't let it get that far, but then again who thought she'd ever do this?"

As Tara said that, Kerri run up to the door. She looked as if she wanted to start banging on it, but she knew that would only attract attention from the neighbors. So she stood there covering her titties and twat as Tara pretended to fumble with the lock, finally opening the door to let her in.

"Not cool," Kerri said.

"But I bet deep down you're excited," Tara said. "In fact, for your next task, I want you to show us how excited you are. Lay down and spread your legs for us, and play with your pussy."

"Come on, Tara, really?" Kerri said. But I could tell she was going to do it. Tara was right - Kerri was aroused.

Just for good measure, Tara said, "Oh, what's the big deal? Ryan has already had his face down there, I'm sure, and I have a vagina, too, so it's nothing new for me."

"Whatever," Kerri said as she got down on the floor and spread her legs.

Kerri was soaking wet. As she started rubbing her pussy, she couldn't help but let out a moan.

Tara looked at me with a devilish smile.

"Now you're going to keep playing with yourself while I do this," Tara said, and she grabbed my dick and started stroking.

The look on Kerri's face was priceless. On the one hand, she was doing a damn good job of pleasuring herself, but on the other hand, she was mortified to be doing it, especially while her best friend jerked me off.

"How about this," Tara said, picking up an empty Corona bottle. "Fuck yourself with this."

Kerri grabbed the bottle, abandoning all pretenses. She wanted to get off. She shoved the neck of the bottle into her pussy and gasped before started to pump it in and out. It was unbelievably hot.

"OK, stop," Tara said and took the bottle back. Kerri looked up questioningly.

"Come over here and motorboat me," Tara said. "Get my boobies as wet as you can."

As if in a trance, Kerri walked over and went to town on Tara's tits. She lapped away, getting saliva all over them and sucking on the nipples.

When Tara was finally satisfied, she told Kerri and I to sit on the couch. Then she walked over to me, got on her knees and wrapped her tits around my hard dick. Kerri just watched as Tara moved up and down, the saliva making for a sloppy, hot titty-fuck. 

It felt amazing. I had never titty-fucked Kerri because her boobs weren't big enough. I had always assumed it would feel similar to a handjob, but Tara's fleshy melons felt spectacular around my cock.

"Ker, I'm sorry," Tara said. "I'm not trying to steal your boyfriend, but he's got a really nice wang and I'm horny as hell. I need this."

Kerri nodded slowly, eyes glued to Tara's tits and my dick.

Tara then took her tits off my dick, leaned down and took the head into her mouth. This was amazing. Tara swirled her tongue around and then went halfway down, gagging when my cockhead hit the back of her mouth. She then came back up and made love to my cockhead with her mouth.

Tara then grabbed Kerri and pulled her over toward my dick. Taking her mouth off it for a moment, she said, "Suck his balls."

Kerri put one of my balls in her mouth and started sucking, as Tara got back to blowing me.

After a few minutes, Tara stopped. Kerri followed suit, looking anxiously to see what would be next.

Without a word, Tara stood up, put her hands on the couch and bent over.

"Ryan, put it in me," she said. I started to look at Kerri, but to my surprise she grabbed my dick and positioned it right at Tara's opening herself. Kerri leaned over and gave my cock a kiss before putting the head of it into Tara's slit.

I took over from there. I plunged into Tara, who moaned her approval. I started pounding away, and Tara fucked back. I could see her tits flopping around. It was amazing.

Eventually Tara motioned for me to stop. She stood up, wordlessly, and gave me a passionate french kiss. Then she said, "Lay down on your back."

I did, but Tara didn't climb on my dick. Instead, she said, "Kerri, your turn. Hop aboard."

Kerri lowered herself onto my dick with a smile and started riding me. Tara watched for a few moments before coming over and squatting down on my face. I eagerly started licking her cute little cunt, focusing on her little bud but taking my time and really enjoying lapping at the whole thing. She tasted delicious.

I decided then to get her off. I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked hard, making Tara gasp. She bucked on my face as I sucked and used my tongue to flick her clit at the same time. Tara finally started quivering, and then she screamed so loud I was sure she'd wake Rob.

Tara got off my face and leaned down to kiss me. After we wrestled with our tongues for a bit, Tara said, "Mmmmm, I taste good. I wonder how Kerri tastes."

With that, she turned and started licking Kerri's twat as she rode my dick. I could feel Tara's tongue on my dick occasionally, and it was an amazing sensation.

Tara's tongue put Kerri over the edge. Kerri started grinding on my dick and then started quivering with a silent orgasm. She kept riding my dick as she came down, but said, "Ry, are you close?"

"Yeah, very," I said, knowing I'd have to take it out since she wasn't on the pill.

"I got it," Tara said, grabbing hold of my dick as Kerri got off. Tara put me in her mouth and started sucking.

It wasn't long before I exploded in Tara's mouth. I came so much that some of it leaked out of the corner of her mouth. When I was done, Tara sucked out the last few drops and then opened her mouth, showing me my cum all over her teeth and pooling on her tongue. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed. I pointed to the cum that had leaked onto her face, and she took it and rubbed it into her nipple.

"Well, thanks, guys," Tara said.

With that, she got up, walked out and went to bed.

Can I See It



Amy was a few minutes late getting to my place. I had plans - bedroom plans. We weren't even dating, and were never exclusive. But we did get together occasionally for dinner and a night in bed. She said she appreciates the way I look at her when she's naked, her legs spread, as I'm about to enter her.

When she came over that day, she looked a little rushed. "I was thinking about canceling and rescheduling," she said. "I ran into an old friend and we got to talking."

I knew that "friend" was a code word for someone whose bed she had experienced at one time. I told her it was okay, that we didn't have any time constraints. She looked a little uneasy.

"I have to tell you something," she tentatively started. "I had a bedroom session with him before I came over."

I must have looked a little disappointed, but I soon got over it. I lightly kissed her, and she responded. I didn't know, at that point, if Amy and I were going to end up in my bed that night.

The kissing got more passionate, and soon I had her top off and was sucking on her pert nipples. After several minutes of this she had an excited look in her eyes. I started to undo her belt and she put her hand on mine. "You remember what I said earlier?" she asked.

I responded, "Can I see it?"

"Really? You want to see the 'scene of the crime?'" She giggled.

I just smiled and nodded. She hiked down her pants and slid them off. I removed her panties. By that time we were on the living room carpet.

Then I saw it. Her pussy that had welcomed me inside her the last time we got together, looked well used. I spread her pussy lips and saw traces of sperm. I got closer and caught the scent of raw sex, sweat and sperm. Then I got bold, and gave her pussy a lick. "Oh!" she exclaimed as she startled. She had not expected that.

I gave her pussy a few more licks. She squirmed and moaned. Then I got more aggressive in my licking and kissing, and went after her pussy as I usually do. It didn't take her long to crest.

"You're overdressed," she panted, and I removed my clothes. She grasped my rock-hard cock and guided it inside her. It was such a sweet feeling, and I roughly plowed her pussy until I spurted everything I had. I loved the feeling of my cock repeatedly pulsing inside her as spurt after spurt splattered her insides.

"Wow, you really filled my basket!" she panted. I slowly plowed inside her, and wondered if her earlier bedroom session had anything to do with my intense and profuse ejaculation.

I pulled out and lay beside her. She had a dreamy look in her eyes, and I pulled her on top of me. "I want to lick you," I whispered. She wasted no time in straddling my mouth. I really had filled her basket. Two orgasms later, she collapsed on top of me. We lay there silently for a while.

Finally she spoke. "I like what you did. I never expected that. But I liked it - a lot!"

"The first one was a freebie," I said. "But from now on, I'll only lick you clean if it's my sperm inside you. And there has to be forty eight hours after someone else doing you."

Amy looked disappointed.

What, you thought I was going to be her submissive cum slut?

I fingered her pussy as I continued, "We can be intimate anytime. Even an hour afterward. But I'll only clean you up if, you know..."

"Forty eight hours. Okay. I promise. But I want you in my basket again!" She reached for my hardening cock and straddled me, cowgirl style. She rode me vigorously. "Try to hold back until I make it," she said.

"I'll try, Amy!" I wasn't sure I could do it. I had to stare at the ceiling and not think about her sweet, golden pussy or her smooth, firm, athletic legs.

I held off just long enough. When she started to orgasm, my self control vanished, and I flooded her insides again as my member pulsed and pulsed in pleasurable spurts.

Silent, full body contact felt good in the afterglow of our orgasms. Later we got dressed and went to dinner. After we ate, she said, "I'm going to go home now instead of spending the night at your place. But I'm going to be at your door in, let's see, forty five hours."

Amy was true to her word, and for weeks she kept me drained. I licked her pussy clean almost every time. There were a few times we got together soon after she had taken in another guy, and of course she was honest and told me about it. I always asked her if I could see it, and she was always willing. It still felt good cumming inside her used pussy, and I tried to last long enough for her to orgasm first. I wasn't always successful, but she didn't mind. We'd just have another go a little later.

She said I was the only guy who was willing to clean her up after cumming inside her.

Occasionally we'd have a serious talk, usually instigated by her. I knew that she would never be willing to have an exclusive relationship, but she wanted me to be her main man, and live together.

I declined.

I'll only live with a woman if we have an exclusive relationship. Plus, if I'm the "other man" our times together would always be more exciting than if I'm her live-in lover. I told her the 48 hour rule still applied, and her main guy has to be okay with her having more than one lover.

She did hook up with someone else, and we did have occasional (and intense) sex for a couple of months. Then one day she said that she was going to try to be exclusive with her live-in guy. We had a night of glorious goodbye sex. I didn't think her exclusive relationship would last long.

I missed Amy, and didn't pursue anyone.

A few weeks later I had a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Hi, this is Tess. I'm a friend of Amy's. She tells me that you're a good catch. Are you called for?"

Wow, this girl knew how to be direct.

"I'm not called for at the moment, Tess." I waited to see what she would say next.

Tess didn't pause at all. "I'd like to meet you and see if there's good chemistry between us. Are you available for lunch or dinner sometime this weekend?"

We agreed to meet at an Italian place for dinner the following Friday evening. My heart skipped a beat when I saw her approach the table. This slender beauty's radiant smile captivated me from the start. She seated herself next to me. During the dinner she grasped my hand and placed it on her bare leg. Then she placed her hand on my leg. "You're a leg man, aren't you?" She giggled. I nodded and she said, "I'm a leg woman."

One of the first things I noticed about Tess when we got to my place, other than her slender body and firm legs, was her hips. You can tell where a person's energy is centered, and hers was in her hips. When we got undressed, she seemed so slender that I was afraid that my erection would poke out the other side.

I needn't have worried. She took my full length inside her, and it felt good. Really good. We maneuvered until she was on top, and she rode me cowgirl style. Her smile, her giggle, her energetic manner, and her splendid pussy obliterated my self control after a few minutes, and I spurted what felt like a gallon of cum inside her.

She was pleased with her effect on me. When she started to withdraw me from her pussy, I said, "Can I see it?"

Suddenly, her sperm-soaked pussy was in front of me. What a sight! I grasped her hips and brought her pussy to my mouth, and began to lick. She moaned and exclaimed from the start. After licking up the spent cum on the outside and entrance to her pussy, I began to aggressively kiss her there. She couldn't keep still, and quickly crested.

"Oh wow, no one has ever done that for me!" she exclaimed.

She lay on top of me and we tenderly kissed for a while. She got on her back and wordlessly grasped my erection and guided it inside her pussy. We took it slow, and she was almost at a vaginal orgasm when I couldn't hold back any longer and spurted everything I had inside her sweet pussy. I again had her straddle my mouth and licked her pussy to a couple of orgasms. Then we slept.

After breakfast she said, "I know about your forty-eight hour rule. But that won't be a factor because there's not going to be anyone else."

Tess basically never left. Over the next few weeks we moved her things into my place.

And then there were the nights. Those glorious nights when we were both naked, exploring each others' bodies. She said it gave her no end of pleasure when I ate her pussy, whether before or after I spurted inside her. It gave me no end of pleasure to slowly thrust until I could no longer hold back. I never got tired of looking at her cum-filled pussy before going after it with my mouth.

Tess and I were completely compatible, and enjoyed one another immensely. We managed to keep the spark alive; not like the first night, though there were some times when it seemed like it. There just wasn't the slowdown that we had each experienced in other relationships. I knew we'd eventually tie the knot. I didn't want to live without her.

A few months into our relationship, Tess looked pensive. She asked me how I really felt about Amy when I was "seeing" her.

I thought a while and said, "Amy was fun. She's sexy. We had fun together, but you know what? We never really dated. It wasn't a relationship. I knew she could never be exclusive for very long, so I enjoyed what there was. Why are we talking about her?"

Tess giggled. "We had lunch the other day, and it turned into a three hour talkfest. What you said about her is true - she can never totally give her heart to someone. She and her guy have parted ways, and she's kind of on the prowl. Not for anything permanent, you know. Then we got to talking about you."

"Oh?"

She giggled again. 

"Yeah - I couldn't help bragging about you in the bedroom. She said you were always up for sex whenever she would come by, even unannounced."

"I remember one time," I replied. "She dropped by one afternoon with a bottle of wine. We consumed it, and had one hell of a romp, right on the living room rug. When she had to leave, it was raining - hard. I walked her out to her car, not caring about the torrential rain. Before she got in her car, we kissed - for a long time. Her face and hair were getting soaked from the rain. It was sexy - and romantic - and hot!"

Tess had a wide-eyed excited look in her eyes. She grabbed my hand and led me to the bedroom. We quickly undressed. Trusting my instincts, I put my arms around her and we kissed, just like I had told her of my time with Amy. A moment later we fell to the bed, and she guided me inside her. I easily slipped in, and we had a hot session.

In the afterglow I asked her, "Have you ever been with another girl?"

She hesitated and said, "Well, kind of. It was a few years ago. This friend from work was over at my place, and eventually she asked if she could spend the night. I said okay, and we got into my bed and I turned off the light, so it was completely dark. She touched my hand and giggled. I pulled her on top of me, and we kissed. We didn't do much more. When I woke up, I was spooned against her, with an arm around her. We got up, and she whispered that she had to get home. We never talked about it, or repeated it."

Tess giggled when she wrapped her hand around my firm erection. "Somebody likes that story," she laughed.

"Yeah, maybe it's a guy thing, but I'd like to kiss you after seeing you kiss another girl in bed."

"Oh, you would? Maybe I'd like that too!" She straddled me and I entered her. She then sexily whispered, "Maybe I'd like to see another girl's pussy after you cum inside her."

We were both really aroused. All I could say was, "Really?"

"Yeah," she said. "I don't think I could lick another girl's pussy, but it would be so hot to see it!"

Wordlessly, we continued until I emptied everything I had inside her. I told her I wanted to see it. I tried to see it from her perspective. What a sticky mess! She gasped when I began to lick around her pussy. Then I became more aggressive and gave her an orgasm as I extracted the payload of our mixed juices.

After we caught our breath, I decided to be direct. "How does this relate to the discussion about Amy?"

Tess told me that she would like to have a threesome with us and Amy, and knows that Amy would not be a threat to our relationship. All of us would get pleasure from the session, and it would probably be a one-time thing. That sounded good to me and she said she's set it up for the following weekend.

"I want you to save up for a few days so you'll have a lot of sperm to give," she giggled.

Saturday came, and I was more than ready. It was not easy to keep away from her pussy, and I had promised not to take matters into my own hands. Amy was all smiles when she came over. I'll spare you all the conversation and foreplay, but a couple of hours later the three of us were in bed together.

There was a lot of giggling between the two femmes before their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Then each of them came over and kissed me.

"I didn't realize that would feel so good!" Amy exclaimed. She got on top of Tess and they kissed some more. Their moans and smacking sounds made my arousal more intense.

Finally Tess said, "Okay, Amy, I want you to fuck him good!"

I got on my back and Amy rode me cowgirl style for a few moments. The she leaned forward and rocked her hips while pressing her lips against mine. My ejaculation came quickly, and I felt as if I spurted a gallon of cum inside her. She kept me inside her for a while to get our juices mixed together.

Tess said, "Get on your back, Amy. I want to see it!"

Amy sensuously spread her legs, and Tess got a close up look. "Oh my gosh! He really gave it to you!" Turning to me she asked, "Can I see you lick her pussy clean?"

She moved to make room for me, and I got between Amy's spread legs. Amy began to moan when I licked up the sticky mess from the outside of her pussy. I heard a couple of whispered, "Oh my gosh!" exclamations from Tess as I worked on Amy. Then I had Amy straddle my mouth. She was oblivious to everything except the feeling of my sucking on her creamy snatch.

Tess regarded the whole scene with intense interest, and saw me lick and kiss Amy's cum-filled pussy through two orgasms.

When Amy came out of her orgasmic saturation, she said she wanted to watch Tess get her pussy filled and licked. Both girls then worked on stimulating me. When Tess mounted me and began to rock her hips, Amy sensuously kissed her. The scene was so stimulating that I didn't last as long as I wanted, and helplessly spurted and spurted inside Tess.

"Tess, can I see it now? Here, get on your back," Amy said. Her reaction was much the same as what Tess had said earlier. I kissed and licked her pussy to two orgasms.

Tess then said to Amy, "That was awesome, but I'm claiming him for the rest of the night."

"That's okay. I enjoyed it too. If you want to do this again let me know. We'll talk next week, okay?"

After Amy left, Tess said, "I know I intended for this to be a one time thing, but if it's okay, I'd like to do this again. I might even want to lick Amy's pussy after you fill her with cum."

I already knew my answer, but I didn't want to appear too eager, so I said I'd think about it. And I did. Practically all night, and every day thereafter.

Then I said yes.