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Every Man's Fantasy

By: nasty_dan



That Friday was remarkable because it wasn't the thirteenth, which might have gone a long way in explaining the unbelievable circumstances that unfolded for all of the participants had it indeed been the thirteenth. No one could have foreseen the eventual outcome, although all would agree in the end that the end result was more than any of them could ever have hoped for.

Ed took off work at noon that Friday with the idea of surprising his wife. The images that flashed through his head as he drove aroused him to the point where he had to pull into the parking lot of a fast food restaurant, so he could breathe deeply several times to gain control of himself. The image of his sexy and mature forty-one-year old wife lying on her back, legs spread wide and eyes pleading for him to eat her pussy until she climaxed on his face, was the most powerful vision in his head that day. 

Joan, a teacher at a local elementary school, had the day off and Ed intended to surprise his wife with a session of long, hot sex between the sheets. Then dinner at her favorite restaurant, and maybe a movie at the mall, followed by another long stretch of sex once they returned home. Just the feel of his wife's soft skin on his fingertips, her hard nipples between his lips as he sucked and nibbled the fat nubs, and the velvet-soft caress of her wet, slippery pussy on his cock as he pushed deep inside of her, was enough to drive him mad with desire.

It hadn't been easy over the years with three boys around much of the time. Having sex most times meant late at night when the boys were asleep or a quickie when Ed and Joan were sure they wouldn't suddenly turn around – mid stroke, so to speak – and find three young and curious sets of eyes watching. That, of course, is always a nightmare scenario for any parent.

The boys were getting older; the oldest was now a college freshman at a college that was a good two-hour drive away and wasn't expected home that weekend. The younger boys were both spending the night with friends and wouldn't be home until the next day. That left Ed and Joan with an unusual, but quite blissful evening alone, and Ed intended to take advantage of this time alone to make love to his beautiful wife.

He finally pulled into the drive and parked. He looked down and saw the telltale bulge in his pants and smiled as he quickly adjusted his hard cock so the neighbors wouldn't see. Losing an erection at that moment, with all he had planned, was impossible. All he wanted was to rip Joan's clothes off and slip his cock deep into her hot wet pussy that he couldn't get enough of – even after nineteen years of marriage.

Ed stopped just inside the front door and listened. The moment he opened the door, he thought he'd heard voices, and a knot began to form in his stomach. The boys were supposed to be gone by now and only his wife should have been home. Unless Joan was in the habit of secretly talking to herself, someone else was in the house. He canted his head to one side and strained to hear something, anything. Then he heard it again: two voices, both female.

Ed quickly found that both voices, one he immediately recognized as belonging to Joan, were coming from the master bedroom. He slipped his shoes off to muffle his steps and eased into the hall and to the door of the bedroom he shared with his wife. He wasn't sure what exactly was happening, and all sorts of macabre thoughts bounced around inside his head as he neared the door. Then his brow rose with bewilderment. He suddenly recognized the second voice: Gina from down the street.

Gina, a hot thirty-year-old blond with a sexy slender body that Ed had admired over the past two years, lived four houses down with her husband Jack. As it usually happens, a thought slipped into his consciousness and Ed felt a slight stirring in his loins. Then, he pushed the thought away knowing it was impossible because fantasies, like dreams, didn't come true, as often as most people wanted you to believe. And this particular fantasy was one he had entertained for more years than he could recall. 

The door was open several inches and he stepped to it with the intention of pushing it open and greeting both women. Just as his hand reached to push the door open wider, he looked into the room and stopped. All muscular activity halted in that one moment as he stared through the eight-inch opening. Ed's whole body seemed numb as he watched. His eyes were wide and his mouth hung open as he watched his greatest obsession unfold before him.

Joan and Gina were on their knees in the middle of the bed in a light embrace as they passionately kissed. Both women were nude; their hands softly caressed and explored as their tongues gently touched and swirled together. Tiny sounds of desire came from their mouths, quietly asserting their white-hot need for one another. Joan's soft hands that had touched and caressed Ed over the nearly two decades of their marriage slipped easily under the soft globes of Gina's breasts and cupped them lightly.

"I can't believe this is happening," Joan said with a husky voice.

"Me, either." Gina tilted her head back a little and gasped as Joan's fingers toyed with her hard nipples. "I've wanted you since the first day we met."

"I sort of gathered that every time I caught you checking me out," Joan chuckled.

"Have you been with a woman before?"

Joan stopped for a moment and looked into the younger woman's eyes, then nodded. "It was a long time ago. I'll tell you about it some day."

"Please make love to me, Joan." Gina's soft voice was barely audible as her eyes pleaded with the older woman. "I need you so bad."

Ed watched as his wife positioned Gina on the bed, and then slipped between her long, slender legs. His breathing was shallow and his pulse raced madly as he fumbled his hard cock from his pants with a trembling hand. This was his fantasy, one he'd talked over with Joan a million times over the past several years. It had been a fantasy; something he'd longed for but didn't really believe would actually come true, yet it was happening. And, it wasn't his birthday!

Gina gasped softly as Joan's tongue and lips worked the velvet-smooth skin of the younger woman's thighs. The position of the two women were such that Ed had a three-quarter view of his wife's lovely face as she pressed her lips to the younger woman's wet, gaping slit. Gina's head twisted slowly and gently from side to side as her hands fondled her small breasts.

"So good, Joan!" she gasped. "Eat my pussy!"

"You like that, baby?"

"Oh, yeah!"

Gina arched her back a little as Joan's sweet mouth began to devour the blonde's soft, shaved pussy. Her tongue bathed the satin-like skin of Gina's puffy little mound and sent delicious shivers of delight deep into the young woman's tummy. It had been a long time – since college – that Joan had had the pleasure of tasting another woman's pussy, and she reveled in an old and wonderfully familiar experience.

"Such a nice little pussy," Joan murmured as she flicked her tongue against Gina's sex-swollen clit.

"Oh!" Gina cried out. "Do me!"

Joan began to devour her young friend's pussy, teasing her clit, tasting and relishing the slipper wet pussy lips that had become swollen with desire. Gina's hips rolled and plunged her burning pussy hard against Joan's face, slathering her lips with a thick coating of young pussy juice. Joan's need to satisfy Gina, as long ago experiences with another good friend came to mind, was as great as the fire burning deep in the young woman's loins.

Gina bucked and writhed madly as Joan continued to eat her with a wild, overwhelming intensity. When Joan slipped a finger into her young friend's pussy, Gina cried out loudly. The older woman smiled as she stared into her friend's sex- glazed eyes and pushed a second finger deep into the sopping wet pussy. The blond screamed and grabbed Joan's head. Her long fingers combed wildly through Joan's soft brown hair as she began to rock her hips with a wild excitement.

Ed could hardly breathe as he watched his sexy wife consume the young blonde's pussy. How many times had he told his close friends that witnessing something like this had to be every man's dream? And how many men have actually lived that dream, he wondered? As he watched Gina thrashing under his wife's hungry mouth, Ed pulled slowly on his hard cock. How he wanted to cum! He wanted to burst through the door and shove his cock into one of the women's mouth and fuck her till she took all of his seed. 

Suddenly, Gina screamed again and Ed knew that she was about to orgasm. And while he stood at the door watching his wife bring another woman to orgasm, he suddenly became aware of another presence. When he turned his eyes widened with surprise – and a little horror – when he looked into Gina's husband's eyes.

A long, ten seconds passed that felt like an eternity as the two men stared at each other. And, Ed, suddenly realizing that he was holding his cock in one hand, quickly shoved it back inside his opened fly. Aside from being embarrassed, there was also the real certainty that Gina's husband was about to cause trouble because of what he'd witnessed in the bedroom.

Then, surprising Ed, Jack backed away a couple of feet and made a come on motion to Ed. The younger man led Ed back into the living room and it was then, when Jack turned around, that it became apparent that he too was aroused. A large bulge tented the front of his kaki shorts. 

"What the fuck is going on?"

Ed shrugged. "You saw it, man."

"That was hot!" Jack indicated the bedroom with a nod of his head in that direction. "How long has that been going on?"

"I don't know. It was news to me ten minutes ago when I got home."

"Man, I saw you pull into the drive and came over to return the shovel I borrowed." Jack's eyes kept drifting toward the hall. "You left the front door open and...shit I had no idea..."

"So, you're ok with what's going on?"

"Are you kidding? That has to be every man's fantasy!"

Ed just looked at him slack jawed. How many times had he said the same thing? It was everyman's dream to watch his wife make love to another woman, even though he hadn't exactly been invited.

"So, you up for watching a little more? If we hurry we can watch your wife eat Joan's pussy."

"Hell, yeah!"

Jack took a step, then stopped and started to undress.

"You have to watch nude?"

Jack shrugged and grinned. "At some point I think we might be able to join in the fun."

"Hey listen," Ed began as he pulled the tee shirt over his head, "I think it would be hot if we, you know, changed partners."

"You mean, you do Gina and I do Joan?"

Ed grinned. "I'd love to see another man cum in her mouth."

"Oh, fuck, I'm glad I borrowed your shovel!"

Ed and Jack slipped back into the hall, their cocks hard and throbbing as they eased back to the door. The two women had changed places, with Gina between Joan's spread legs, her face buried in the older woman's pussy. Joan's hands kneaded and fondled her tits, pinched and pulled the fat nubs of her nipples while barely audible whimpers of delight came from her parted lips.

"You taste so good!" Gina exclaimed breathlessly as she looked into Joan's eyes. "You can't believe how many times I've masturbated thinking about eating you."

"I'm just sorry it's taken us this long to get together," Joan chuckled.

"If only the guys could see us!"

Joan, in spite of the burning fire of lust that burned away in her pussy, tossed her head back and laughed. "Ed would have a stroke. He's wanted to see me with another woman for as long as I've known him."

"Yeah, count Jack in, too." Gina smiled and caressed Joan's soft thighs. "Maybe we can put on a show for them soon."

"That would be hot!" Joan reached between her legs and took the younger woman's face in her hands. "But, for now, why don't we continue what we were doing. I love the way your tongue feels on my pussy."

Joan gasped with pleasure as Gina's tongue renewed its quest to bring her to a mind-numbing orgasm. She held the young woman's head in her hands and began to rock her sexy hips slowly, rubbing her drenched pussy on Gina's pussy-hungry mouth. Her eyes were glazed and filled with the heat of desire that coursed madly through her blazing loins.

Joan's brain buzzed with the intense sensations that Gina's delightful tongue caused her. It felt so good to have a woman between her legs again, consuming her in the way that only a woman could accomplish. The feel of Gina's smooth skin, the taste of her mouth and the feel of her soft lips when they kissed, the incredible awareness of another woman's body so close to her was intoxicating.

Joan knew she was about to cum. Her hips were moving faster now, jerking and bucking as Gina's tongue continued to relentlessly drive her wild. Her thighs now closed around the young blonde's face, pressing against her in a soft vise-like grip as she neared a most stunning and gratifying climax. Joan's bottom lip quivered slightly and she closed her beautiful eyes for a moment. Then, the explosion came and Joan filled the room with a loud, shattering scream.

"FUCK! OH, FUCK, YESSSSSS! EAT ME, GINA!"

Joan bucked and writhed as her orgasm ripped through her tummy with an overwhelming force that was more intense than she could have imagined. A series of gasping grunt-like sounds came from her mouth as she let herself, her mind and soul, be carried away into near oblivion. Her body trembled violently and a long moan that signaled complete and utter satisfaction came from her mouth.

Finally, Joan collapsed in a heap on the bed; her legs sprawled on either side of Gina, who looked up into her face with a broad smile. Gina's hands, soft and inviting, gently caressed Joan's tummy. Joan reached for the blonde's hands and held them tightly as she gasped for breath.

"I had forgotten how nice it can be with another woman," Joan gasped softly.

"Well, maybe I can help you not to forget in the future," Gina grinned.

"How about we help, too?"

Joan and Gina turned their heads immediately to face the open door and looked at their husbands with complete and utter surprise on their faces. The fact that both men were as naked as they were, their cocks hard and throbbing as they walked to the bed, obviously meant that they had not only observed their wives making love, but they had also enjoyed it.

Joan looked at Ed with a smile. "I might have known you'd come home from work early today."

"And I'm glad I did," Ed grinned back.

"Did I mention that I'm glad I borrowed your shovel?"

Ed, who was standing close to Gina, looked at his wife. "Since you were going to give us a show soon, we though maybe you two could make another fantasy come true."

Joan shook her head and grinned. She looked at Gina and said, "I think they want a blowjob – but with different partners."

"I'm up for that," Gina cooed as she swung her long legs over the side of the bed and took Ed's cock in one soft hand, his balls in the other. "I'd love another man's cock in my mouth."

Ed gasped when Gina's tongue slid slowly from the base of his shaft to the bulbous head, then back down. Joan, who had taken her cue from Gina and was also sitting on the edge of the bed, began to love Jack's cock with her sexy mouth. Ed groaned a second time as he watched his wife suck another man. Aside from seeing Joan with another woman, another fantasy was to watch her suck another man to completion. 

His brain whirled with the sudden enormity of all that had happened since he got home from work. Two fantasies – The Two Biggies – had come true in one afternoon. He stood next to the bed he shared with his wife and watched as she sucked and loved Jack's throbbing dick with her sensuous mouth. And the sight of a sexy young blond, her fingers around his thick shaft while her tongue and lips drove him mad with desire, was exhilarating.

"That's it, Joan! Suck it, baby!"

"MMMMM!"

Ed watched as Jack took Joan's head in his hands and began to slowly rock his hips. All of those years he had looked at his wife as she sucked him, watched the delightful way her lips sealed around his shaft as her tongue swirled around the head and caressed the shaft. Now he was seeing her lips around another cock, spreading to accommodate its girth, loving it so delightfully, and the sight was exciting.

He looked down at Gina. Her lovely eyes were on his face as she teased his cock. He couldn't believe that this was actually happening! The way she slowly took his cock in her mouth, all the way until her sexy lips touched the base, then slowly withdrew drove him wild. His breathing was erratic as he watched the sexy blond service his hard meat. Gina pulled her mouth slowly from Ed's cock, and then looked up at him with a broad grin on her pretty face.

"Why don't you fuck my mouth, Ed?" she cooed seductively. "Fuck me like a slut."

"Oh, fuck, yeah!"

He took Gina's head in his hands and began slowly rocking his hips, sending his cock head to the back of her mouth. Her eyes were on him, her soft hands lightly gripping his ass cheeks as he fucked her mouth. The fire of desire mounted and Ed groaned long and loud. His eyes alternated between Gina's hot mouth and Joan as she sucked Jack's cock. His neighbor was now fucking Joan's mouth relentlessly, holding her head in his hands as she took all of him in her mouth.

Then, suddenly, Jack tensed, pulled his cock from Joan's mouth and Ed watched with lust-filled eyes as his neighbor's cock exploded and covered Ed's wife's face with ropes of thick, white seed. It was the most incredible thing he's ever seen and Ed realized that he didn't have much time left.

He pulled his cock from Gina's mouth and began jacking it hard and fast as he stared into her eyes. She opened her mouth immediately, knowing what Ed wanted to do. Then, with a long, low groan, he stiffened and watched as cum began to cover the young blonde's tongue. Every muscle in his lean body stiffened as his balls emptied into Gina's open mouth. Then, with a twinkle in her eyes, she closed her mouth and swallowed every drop of Ed's seed.

Ed dropped to the floor between Gina's spread legs and laid his head on one silky smooth thigh. He gasped for breath as he looked across to his wife who was slowly scooping cum from her face and pushing it into her mouth. He shook his head slowly. For a moment he had to wonder just what dimension he was on, and then a slow laughed bubbled up from his gut.

"I came home early to make love to you and maybe take you to dinner and a movie."

"Well, you don't look terribly disappointed," she laughed.

"Not now," he admitted with a shake of his head.

Gina slipped a hand between Joan's thighs and smiled. "I think we can make something to eat, screw the movie and get back in here for some more fun."

"Now I'm up for that," Jack chuckled.

In one afternoon, Ed's fantasies were suddenly realized and he wondered, as he looked over at his wife, if this was the beginning of a whole new experience for the both of them. Looking into her eyes, which had taken on a mischievous glint, he realized that there was probably a whole lot more to come.

Now...if only they could make it until the other two boys were in college... 

Every Man's Fantasy



I'd been watching her all night. First at the restaurant, now standing in line at the movie theater. Mini-skirt hiking up sometimes, showing a flash of black lace underneath, before she pulls back down into place. The last time a truck passing too fast blew it farther up, showing the garters at the top of her stockings.

Feeling a stirring with in , holding back from approaching her. Just watching for the moment. The line moving forward she slips inside and I loose her in the crowd. Smiling I buys my ticket, heading off to see the latest in some new series of horror.

Waiting as the theater darkens I hear the late arrivals coming in, ignoring them as usual until, one sits next to me. It's her. Smiling nervously, "Is this seat taken?" barely audible whisper above the previews and commercials, I shake my head no, moving my coat. As she sits down I get a better look at her, dark skinned, eyes almost black, Hair the color of jet. Looking back to screen before she catches me looking.

Movie starting with a young woman running through the woods at night, recap of the end of the last movie. Except the monster catches her ripping her into bloody pieces on the screen. Usual beginning, if a bit more graphic than most, it is at this point I notice she has grabbed my arm. Looking down she smiles and blushes, mouthing sorry to me. I just smile nodding its ok.

Several more killings later and the main actors are hold up in an abandon warehouse. Here it comes the sex scene every one of these horror movies has, shaking my head I pull out some gum. Opening a piece, then offering some to the young lady next to me. As she is pulling out a piece the pack drops on the seat, sliding back on the leather seat under her mini-skirt. 

Without even thinking I reach for the wayward pack of gum, my hand brushing right up against her underwear. Locking eyes in a fraction of second, seeing the smile form across her lips, feeling her warmth through the material. All of it in that fraction of a second, before she is pressing against my hand a little harder. 

Grabbing the pack of gum, withdrawing my hand quickly, she catches my wrist. Looking down at herself, she spreads her legs wider. Her soft grip I could break in second, but I let my hand be guided back to her. Caressing the edge of her underwear I can feel her growing wet, pressing with finger and knuckle she starts to soak through the lace as her moaning grows louder. Sliding a side the lace he feels just how wet she has become at his touch. Taking a chance he slides a finger inside her, parting her lips sliding his finger in deep, just as scream lets loose on the screen she cries out it pleasure.

Sliding my hand back out of her, scanning the theater for a secluded place, I notice the exit halls to either side of the screen are dark. Teens sitting way to close to the left one, I grab her by the wrist half dragging her from the seat. Waiting for a dark scene in the movie I push her behind the curtain blocking the view of other movie goers. Realizing I still have her by the wrist, I wait for my eyes to adjust the darkness in the hall. Light from the screen leaks through to illuminate the first two feet but as if a line as been drawn on the floor beyond is pitch black.

Feeling my way long the wall with the palm of my free hand, I find it. A small access door leading under the stage and screen. Searching a bit further I find the handle, opening it a force her ahead of me. Down another smaller hall it opens in to a dimly lit storeroom. Smiling, releasing her wrist for first time since I dragged her the seats, I look into her eyes. Excitement, fear, wanting, all mixing together there, placing my index finger against her lips in the universal sign of quite she obeys with out question.

I point to the out line of an old theater chair; she understands and sits quickly. Returning to the door we entered through I thumb the lock as I close it. Checking my watch I see we have at least 3 hours, the finish of this showing and the next. Plenty of time then for what we want.

Still sitting right where I had pointed, eyes a bit wilder then when I had left, she smiles when she sees me come back. Scanning the entire room, I am sure we are safe here and will not be disturbed. Walking slowly to her a smile playing on my lips, more predatory than she can imagine, does she know what is in store for her in this dark little room? The next line of the movie framed it best as we both heard and smiled at "How sweet - Fresh Meat".



Every Man's Fantasy



Liz answered the door topless, which was always a good sign in my book.

It was my junior year in college. Liz and I had been dating for three years. We had what you might call a stormy relationship. We either fought or fucked. The fighting was annoying and stressful. The fucking was fantastic. So when she opened her apartment door that day topless, I was pretty sure I was in for a good afternoon.

Liz was quite the sight, five foot six with wavy dark hair framing a lovely aristocratic face and bright blue eyes. She had creamy white skin and curves in all the right places. At that moment, my attention was focused on her generous round breasts. As I stood there, I could see her large, sensitive nipples getting harder. I knew standing like this, in the hallway of her apartment building where anyone could see, turned her on. 

"Hi," she said with a smile, "You gonna come in."

"Yeah, I could come in for a minute," I answered, trying to be cool about it as I followed her into the apartment. 

I lost the whole cool thing a second later when I saw Missy.

Missy was a freshman, petite, blonde and very sexy. She somehow managed the sweet, innocent girl-next-door look, despite having a pretty wild reputation. She was dating a guy Liz and I knew, but she and I had made out once at a party. Liz had told me that she had made out with Missy once too, when they had been alone together over winter break. Now, Missy was sitting demurely on the corner of Liz's bed, wearing a tight white T-shirt and black skirt. Somehow she was still managing to look innocent, despite the fact that my topless girlfriend had just sat down so close to her they were touching. 

"Only a minute?" Missy asked sweetly. She sighed and leaned against Liz, but her eyes were fixed on me. Liz put her arm around Missy's shoulders and ran her hand through the freshman's long blonde hair. 

I let the door close behind me and came to sit on the bed facing them. I wasn't exactly sure where this was going, but I was definitely along for the ride. Liz gave me a wicked smile, then leaned over and kissed Missy full on the face. I just sat and watched as they kissed, tongues obviously probing each other's mouths. Liz's hands caressed Missy's hair and shoulders and Missy just seemed to melt against her. 

After a while, Liz came up for air and glanced back at me, still smiling that wicked smile of hers. She reached out, took hold of the bottom of Missy's T-shirt. In one swift motion, she pulled the tight white fabric up over Missy's head and tossed it aside. Missy wasn't wearing a bra. Her skin was the same milky white as Liz's, but with a scattering of freckles. Her breasts were smaller, perky and firm with tiny nipples like little buds. I think I let out an audible groan at the sight of them. Both women looked at me as Liz reached out and started to caress and squeeze Missy's little tits. Then she leaned over and started sucking on Missy's breast. Missy started to moan. Her hand came up to hold Liz's head, pushing my girlfriend's face against her tits, but Missy's eyes were still fixed on me.

Liz leaned back, releasing Missy's hard little nipple and smiling back at me. Her hands continued to caress Missy's breasts, then moved lower, stroking the freshman girl's sides and belly before coming to rest on her waist. Slowly, Missy stood up, and as she did Liz hooked her fingers around the edge of her skirt, pulling it down. I caught a glimpse of little pink panties, before Liz's nimble fingers grabbed those too. Missy stepped out of her skirt and stood in front on me, naked. A moment later, I realized Liz was standing next to her, equally naked. 

It was breathtaking. Liz was taller, with full breasts with large, hard nipples, generous hips and a black pussy, trimmed into a neat triangle. Missy was slimmer, with perky little breasts and bud-like nipples, still shinny wetly from Liz's mouth. She had a narrow waist and a taut belly that sloped down to her full blonde pussy. 

"I think he's wearing too much," Missy said.

"Yeah, he is," Liz agreed.

It took me about three seconds to get my shirt off and pants unzipped. That's all the time the girls gave me. Laughing, they pushed me down onto the bed. They each took hold of a pant-leg and pulled, tossing my pants in the air. My underwear was yanked off a second later. On my back, a little off balance, I managed to get myself up on my elbows in time to see Liz sliding up between my legs, her hands grazing along my thighs. Missy dropped down next to us, one hand on Liz's back, the other on my chest. We lay there like that for a second, the girls smiling at me and me without a thought in my head beyond: oh god, yes!

Liz leaned forward, bringing her face level with my rock-hard dick. She looked me right in the eyes, then licked the whole length of it, starting at my balls and dragging her wet tongue all the way up to the tip. She swirled her tongue around the head of my dick, then started to slowly lick down the side. As she did, she turned to face Missy. With a little smile at me, the blonde freshman leaned forward and her tongue touched the other side of my dick. I threw my head back and groaned, my hands digging into the sheet. Looking down again, I saw a sight straight from every man's fantasy: two naked coeds - blonde and brunette - their heads almost touching, their tongues sliding up and down the length of my dick. Liz licked her way down toward my balls, while Missy worked her way up to the tip. Then they would switch directions, kissing each other with my dick between their tongues, when they met in the middle. 

After several passes, Missy licked her way up to the tip of my dick and lowered her mouth over my shaft. Liz moved down and took my balls into her mouth. Missy's mouth, soft and wet, bobbed up and down on my dick. Liz's tongue lapped at my balls, rolling around one, then the other. It was the most incredible set of feelings I had ever had, but it was quickly becoming overwhelming. 

I reached down and brushed my hand against Liz's hair, urging her head up. She looked up at me, letting my balls drop from her mouth. I nodded down toward Missy, laying next to me, and pushed Liz's head a little toward Missy's pussy.I wanted to see Liz go down on Missy and, to be honest, I wanted to feel Missy's blowjob without the distraction of Liz sucking my balls. Liz picked up on my intent, at least the first part, and leaned over to bury her face in Missy's bush. 

I turned my full attention to the sexy blonde head bobbing up and down on my dick. Missy was incredible. Her head was moving slowly up and down, taking my dick deeper and deeper in with each stroke. It was like she was gently fucking my dick with her face. Her full concentration seemed to be on what she was doing, as if sucking my dick had become her whole world. My hips started to thrust in time to her bobbing head, pushing my dick still deeper into her warm, wet mouth. It was too much. I felt my balls start to tighten.

"I'm gonna cum," I groaned, "Missy, I'm gonna cum." 

Liz loved to suck dick, but she usually didn't let me cum in her mouth. I certainly didn't expect Missy to. Missy, however, didn't slow down. If anything she started to bob her head more quickly until I exploded in her mouth with a shout. My whole body shook. I was spurting over and over into Missy's waiting mouth and I could feel her throat working as she swallowed.

When it was over, I looked up to see Liz resting her head on Missy's hips watching me. She was smiling her wicked smile. I looked down to see Missy raising her head off my spent dick. She had swallowed my whole load without missing a drop. Even with her head just above my dick, she looked into my eyes and managed to appear innocent. 

"We've got to do that again," Liz said. Missy just smiled and looked into my eyes. 

Unfortunately, we never did. Liz and I broke up spectacularly not long after and, except for a memorable post-break-up fuck recorded elsewhere, never got back together. Missy and I dated for a while but it didn't work out. I learned later that she was a sub, but at the time I was clueless as to the whole BDSM scene and couldn't give her what she wanted. Years later she and I would get together, but that's another story.



Every Man's Fantasy



When I saw Monica walk in to Farugie's wearing a tight red dress and black heels, with her short blonde curls pulled back in a gold barrette, I knew it was love at first sight.

She and three of her friends, sat in the corner booth by the big picture window. I brought out their drinks. Monica ordered a Tequila Sunrise and I remember plain as day, the look in her eyes when I handed it to her and she finally took off her shades. She smiled at me with those gorgeous emerald eyes and I had all I could do not to spill the rest of the drinks in her lap.

She didn't say anything to me, even when I brought out her soup and salad, but I could feel her eyes one me the entire time.

When I brought out the check she was sitting with her legs crossed and I could see the soft, dark skin of her inner thigh as her skirt slid up slowly.

She left a decent tip, but what I was really hoping for was a note scribbled on a napkin, or a number. There was nothing but an empty booth that haunted me for the rest of the day.

Three days later we were slow and I was just leaned against the bar chatting up Jill the bartender. She has been one of the first people I talked to when I started working here. She wasn't a bad looking girl. She had a decent rack and a nice round ass, but she wasn't as tall as most girls I was attracted to had kind of a plain face and really short hair. We had awesome conversations though and I told her almost everything, but I hadn't told her about Monica. 

The phone rang and Jill went to get it. I was still standing there when a girl came in and took a seat at the bar. She looked vaguely familiar but I couldn't place her.

"I'm Tasha." She said. "I came in the other day with some friends and we sat right over there." She was pointing at the corner booth and when I looked over there all I could see was Monica.

"Oh?" I said. "But you have to forgive me, I see so many people come in and out of here."

"I understand." she said. "But I was wondering...I'm having some friends over tonight for a party and we kind of need a guy to be there. I was hoping maybe you could make it.

Tasha had a cute face, huge tits and a decent body. However, this seemed like a strange request from a girl I had just met, but all I could think about was Monica and her enchanting eyes.

After work I shaved, showered and dressed in a pair of black slacks a lavender button up, and splashed myself with a heavy dose of cologne and after shave.

I read in a magazine once that women love men in lavender. It said that it gives them a sense of your emotional side and even though its subtle, it appeals to there subconscious.

The fact that Monica was wearing red made me believe she was strong, confident and independent woman, but the fact that she was quiet made we think she might like with a soft side.

On the way to Tasha's house all I could think about was what I would say to Monica. There was something intimidating about her silent strength. I wasn't sure how I would get through to her but I was confident I could find a way.

Tasha answered the door and I was stunned. She was wearing a white Yankees hat down over her eyes with her hair pulled back in a pony, a a pink spaghetti top and black Yoga pants. Her tits jumped out even further then I could have imagine they would. I had to swallow a gulp just to keep my composure. She had just gone from maybe a six on a half on the hotness scale to pretty damn close to a nine.

She threw her arms around me smashing her full chest against mine, gave me a big kiss on the mouth and led me into the living room to meet her friends. 

Rosie was sitting in the middle of the large red sofa. She had very fine light brown skin, hazelnut eyes and a bubbly personality. "Nice to meet you Hun!" She said.

Stacy was very quiet and sat in a recliner off to the side. She had a black widow tattoo on her neck. Her blue eyes were live and beautiful, and full of mischief as they remained hidden behind her straight dark hair which was pulled back in a pink butterfly barrette on one side. She looked at me shyly and nodded.

Sheena was a bit more brazen. "Hey sexy! She exclaimed as she got up from her spot next to Rosie to give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She had a beautiful dark complexion and a full head of dark curls.

I stared at the empty spot on Rosie's left as the doorbell rang. I was wondering who it was for, was Monica going to fill it? Tasha pointed for me to sit on the love seat, but my eyes followed her to the door.

She opened the door and in walked Jill the bartender carrying a brown grocery bag. I was disappointed, shocked and relieved all at once. I was in a room full of women I barely new or didn't know at all and the only one I really wanted wasn't even there.

Jill had actually done herself up more tonight then she ever did for tending bar. She wore a fedora, black pants and vest over an orange tee shirt.

"Glad you could make it, Trevor." She said as she set the bag on the coffee table between us and sat down on the love seat next to me. "Hey Stacy. Maybe he can give you the answer to your question." She said.

Stacy blushed and partially covered her face. "I don't know..." she said shyly.

Tasha came into the room with a tray full of drinks. She handed a margarita to Rosie, a mojito to Sheena, Jill got a dirty martini, she gave me Import beer, took a sip of her White Russian and set a Bourbon and coke in front of Stacy.

I noticed there was no tequila sunrise, but my thoughts were interrupted when she said. "Stacy wants to know why guy like to give chicks rim jobs."

I noticed perspiration gather on my hands. Truth be told I hoped I was being invited her to be hooked up with Monica, but since there was no sign of her, I assumed I was Tasha date. Jill being here left me a bit confused, but now I had no idea. "Uh... You mean...why do men...?" I mumbled taking a sip of my beer.

"Yeah!" Sheena jumped in. "Why are men obsessed with licking assholes?"

I giggled nervously. "I guess I didn't know we were."

"Oh come on." Rosie added as she dug into the grocery bag. "You guys all act like you just want to eat pussy but indefinitely your tongues always end up in our crack."

I started to feel interrogated, but I had to admit, even though my head was spinning and my cheeks were flushed, I was thoroughly enjoying it. I was surrounded by women and I was currently the center of their sexual attention.

"For real!" Stacy said finally coming out of her shell. "I dated this one guy last summer and it seemed like his face was always buried into ass. It was so embarrassing."

"Have you ever licked a chicks asshole Trevor." Jill asked as her hand slipped down to my thigh. I froze as all the girls simultaneously stopped sipping their drinks and stared at me.

"Yeah. Once." I said. "I was really drunk and I was just really curious, and... she had a great ass!"

"Really?" Tasha asked as she peeked into the bag. "Would you lick Stacy's ass?

Now my face was burning but my did started to hardened and felt uncomfortable bunched up in my boxers.

"That's not fair Tash." Rosie said as she pulled a handful of dice out of the bag. "He doesn't even know the rules of the game yet, and I highly doubt he has even got a good look at her ass yet." 

"He'll learn the game soon enough." Tasha said. "Show him that beautiful bottom, Stacy!"

Stacy glanced over at me and shrugged her shoulders, but all the girls started chatting her name. She stood up and turned around with her hand on her hips. She was wearing too tight black jeans. Her ass was actually small and flat, but I was getting hard and it looked very appealing. 

Then she slid her jeans over her tiny hips and exposed her cute little buns except the part of her crack hidden by the thin piece of teal cloth from her thong. She pulled it aside and bent over spreading her cheeks so I could see the wrinkles of her puckered butt hole.

"So what's the verdict?" Jill asked.

I was blown away. I came here to meet the girl of my dreams and now have no idea what the hell was going on, and I'm being asked to rate the likelihood that I would suck a particular girl's naked anus. 

Rosie took one of the dice and rolled it. Can anyone beat a 4? All the other girls grabbed a dice a rolled it. 

"I got a six." said Jill. 

All the girls sighed simultaneously.

"You always get to go first!" Sheena said.

"I actually didn't win at all two weeks ago." Jill replied.

I was still hoping that the doorbell would ring again, but now my curiosity was aroused.

The other girls all rolled again. "I got a two." Rosie said did anyone get any worse than that?"

"I got a two." Tasha said. They rolled again and Tasha's got a four, and Rosie got another two.

"Anyone need another drink?" Tasha asked.

Stacy pulled up her pants, handed her an empty glass and she disappeared into the kitchen. 

Jill reached into the bag and pulled out a set of nipples weights. She handed them to me.

"Damn it!" Rosie said. " I hate the nipple weights.

I took them from her and held them in my hand. There were two little black balls dangling from a metal clip. 

Tasha returned with a shot for everyone but Jill and Rosie and handed Stacy her new drink. "It's your job to put them on her." She said to me. 

We all slammed our shots.

Rosie stood up and pushed out her very large chest covered by a red and blue plaid shirt. I could see her nipples poking out and was very eager to see them naked.

"You mean I...uh... take her shirt off?" I asked.

"Yeah, dude." Jill said. "Don't be shy. From what you tell me you have plenty of practice."

"Free those cannons!" Sheena said.

I got up and unbottoned her shirt, helped her out of it, folded it, and set it on the couch.

"Now the fun part." Jill said.

No lie. I've taken off quite a few bras, but I must have looked like a rookie as I reached around behind her almost losing my face in her cleavage as I fumbled with the clasp. Finally, I came loose and the sprung forward into my face. They were big and firm, but still felt soft as they rubbed against my face. She had giant areas and her nipples were just about the length of the first knuckle on my pinky and very hard.

I pinched the back of the clamp as the mouth opened I placed it over nipple letting it close. She winced in pain as they clamped down and I let the balls fall out of my hand. She moaned and reached up to grab them.

Sheena stood up "Slap that bitches hand if she tries to touch them." She said.

"Really?" I asked still a bit confused.

"Yeah." Stacy said with a smile. "That's your job. Well part of it anyway."

She got up dug in the bag and handed me a stopwatch.

Jill walked over and unbuckled Rosie's pants and pulled them down to her ankles. "Start the time as soon as I start licking and stop as soon as she cums."

"How do I know she not faking?" I asked confidently thinking I was figuring out this game.

"The winner is the one who lasts the longest." Rosie said squinting fiercely at the pain as her nipples sagged and were turning white.

Jill knelt down and cupped her hands over Rosie's ass cheeks then pulled her floral panty covered crotch into her face. I clicked the watch and Jill moved the panties to one side she started licking and sucking on her clit.

Rosie shuddered as her back stiffened and she flexed her calves and ass. She reached toward her boobs, but I only had to lift my hand and she stopped.

When she finally came I looked down and the stopwatch read three minutes and fifty three seconds. 

I was so caught up in keeping time and making sure that she didn't touch her boobs that I didn't even notice my heart racing and the throbbing in my balls. Rosie's tits were looking better by the minute.

Everyone except Jill rolled again and this time. Tasha won with a five. She gathered all the shot glasses and disappeared into the kitchen again. 

The rest of the girls besides Rosie rolled again. Sheena got a 1.

Everyone waited for Tasha to return. This time she had a double shot for everyone and a fresh drink. She passed out the drinks and then reached into the bag. She pulled out a large red vibrator.

Everyone slammed their shots, and took sip of their drink. Sheena got up and walked toward me.

"Get her naked from the waist down and get your stopwatch ready." Tasha said as she got down on her knees. I could tell she was eager to get started.

It still hadn't really hit me what was going on. I was in a room full of chicks and participated in some form of twisted orgy game. In any other situation I would want to jump on any of these girls, but I couldn't stop wishing Monica was here.

I walked behind Sheena and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the ground. Then I shucked her of her black lace briefs. She had a big round booty with very smooth skin. I definitely wanted to take a giant bite out of it.

Tasha handed me the vibrator. " now as soon as I start licking, vibrate the shit out of that click and start the clock.

Sheena started moaning and shaking almost immediately. Her lips were almost perfectly shaped and only partially covered by a few well trimmed tightly curled pubes. I just wanted to push Tasha aside and bury my face in Sheena's snatch, but before I knew it she was screaming and trembling.

I looked down at the stopwatch. Sheena had cum in only two minutes and thirteen seconds.

"The vibrator is just not fair. I don't think anybody can last that long with it." Sheena said.

"Just the luck of the draw." Tasha said as she went to get the next round of shots and drinks.

Rosie, Stacy and Sheena rolled. Sheena and Stacy tied with a four. When they rolled again Sheena got a six.

Then when Tasha returned, Stacy and Jill rolled again and Tasha got a one. So this time the rolls were reversed, and Sheena pulled out a string of anal beads.

Everyone slammed a triple shot this time and know beside being extra horny I was starting to feel the alcohol.

I stumbled on the way over to pull down Tasha's yoga pants and pink panties. When I did I was staring into the hottest ass I had ever seen. It was just the right size, not to big or too small and almost perfectly rounded.

Sheena handed me the beads. "Shove them up their!" She said.

I was trembling now. With the other girls it was exciting, but even though I had come here for Monica I was starting to feel something for Tasha. I could barely stand myself as I spread her cheeks and watched the blue balls get sucked up into her ass. She moaned harder with each one.

Sheena got down in front of her. "Make sure you pull them out slowly as soon as I start sucking."

Sheena buried her face in Tasha snatch and I pulled on the string watching her tight hole stretch as th ball tried to rip through. Tasha's knees trembled and I looked closer staring right into her pussy as the ball slipped out. I had had more than I could take and without even thinking I ripped the rest of the balls out and buried my face in Tasha's crack and started licking her slit and hole.

"We have a winner!" Jill yelled. I jumped back startled. Way to go Tash! I told you he wouldn't be able to resist you. This time Stacy took the tray and went to get the next round.

I was completely lost now. My mind spinning inane different ways, as a the girls started undressing completely. I thought I'd kind of figured out the rules, but not completely. Tasha had won. So now was I her prize?

When everyone was naked. Stacy returned with the shots. We all slammed them then she undressed.

Stacy laid down on the couch and Sheena started playing with her tits. Tasha and Rosie started making out in the corner and Jill got down on her knees in front of me.

The first thing that went through my mind was that this was gonna make work really uncomfortable for me tomorrow. The front door swung open and a beautiful voice said. "Honey I'm home." 

Jill had just undone my pants and took my dick in her mouth when Monica appeared. Our eyes met momentarily.

"Looks like you all are having a blast." She said then she was gone.

What a mess I thought. My only intention I had for coming here was to meet Monica and now she showed up and I got drunk and fucked everything up. Plus the girl of my dreams just saw me getting sucked off by a chick I'm not even really attracted to.

I vaguely remember blowing my wad on Jill's face as she fingered Rosie's pussy. Then I remember Stacy leading me over to the couch and mounting me in reverse cowgirl. Then everything went black and I don't remember a thing.

When I woke I was still butt ass naked and spooning with a chick that was fully clothed. I looked up at her face. Holy shit, if I wasn't in bed with Monica.

I was ecstatic. After all that, the night had ended up just as I had hoped. I was in bed with Monica. I turned over and looked at her again. She was completely looking away from me. Besides the fact that my left arm was tucked under her. There was no sign that she had been cuddling with me. It was possible that I had just crawled into bed with her and she didn't even know it. To this point we had never even had a conversation. I didn't even know her. I wanted to wait until she woke up so I could talk to her, but my head was pounding and I could hear someone puking in the bathroom. I really needed to get home.

My left arm had fallen asleep and was very numb. I tried to slide it out from underneath her, but I heard a jingle and my wrist stopped dead. I felt metal tear into my wrist. She fucking handcuffed me to her bed. This pissed me of and turned me on at the same time.