0 comments/ 158762 views/ 4 favorites Rub a Dub-Dub... By: Daren Rub a Dub-Dub, Three Friends in a Tub Gary and I had gotten lucky. We were at my house one evening. To be more precise, we were at the place where I was "house sitting" for the summer. I was occupying half of a brown shingle duplex. It was originally a grand, single family home, but had been illegally subdivided into two apartments. The owners had installed a door between the two apartments which, nonetheless, still allowed easy access between the residential units when it wasn't securely locked. The other unit was occupied by a single woman named Julie, someone I had known as a friend for several years. She referred me to the other renters as a reliable house sitter when I first moved to the area but hadn't yet settled in. Gary was a buddy with whom I shared many interests. He and I were entertaining Julie and another woman, Hannah, in the living room. The stereo was playing dance music and we were all sitting on pillows around a large coffee table, eating snacks, drinking, and sharing some laughs. Hannah had recently ended a relationship with her long-time fiancé. As a consequence, she was going through the sort of separation angst we have all experienced at one time or another. She was full of the energy often produced by conflicted feelings, and wanting to break out of her post-partum doldrums and try something new and exciting. Tonight, she wanted to get laid. Julie was the stereo-typical feminist "man hater" (who nonetheless loved to fuck). She was oh-so "politically correct" - whatever that means - in public, but not nearly so squeamish in private. She was also bi-sexual, a fact I had discovered by accident one evening while the two of us walked together down a crowded sidewalk. As we started to pass a local bar, she suddenly dropped back and whispered, "Don't look back at me. Just keep walking." I was perplexed, but I assumed we were in danger of being seen by someone she didn't want to observe us together... another lover perhaps. I walked on ahead and waited down the block until she approached. When she caught up with me she apologized. "I'm sorry... I should have told you this before. I'm bi-sexual. Once in awhile I hang out with Lesbians. That's the bar we sometimes frequent. If they saw me with you, holding hands or being too familiar, they might tease me about it later." I laughed at the irony. I never imagined myself being the source of such a scandal as that. This woman was fearful of being seen with a man by her dyke girlfriends... and I was the man in question! Sometimes, life is just comical. When we returned to the house we were sharing, she made it up to me... That woman sure loved to fuck. But the truth is she liked women too, and I wondered if she liked eating pussy as much as I did (I really didn't see how that could even be possible, but that's just me). One thing was for sure: Despite her newly admitted attraction to women, she also loved the feel of a long, hard cock slipping in and out of her juicy wet cunt. She moaned, and groaned, and was very loud when she fucked. She wanted it in every position, and repeatedly. My idea had been to invite Hannah over, and bring my friend Gary along for the ride. Maybe we could turn things into a party... maybe even an orgy. I called them all on the telephone and arrangements were made to meet at our place. After we got loosened up, the conversation turned to matters sexual. We talked about our various observations and experiences, and the changing roles of the sexes in society. As the music and the intoxicating conversation worked their magic, we all four ended up dancing together. At first we danced as two couples, switching partners from time to time. Then we danced to some fast music as a group. The women looked very sexy, dancing with some deliberately provocative moves. At one point, Hannah pulled Julie down onto the big pillows on the floor and teased us by saying, "You must have been to strip clubs to watch women dance... Let's see if you have what it takes to be 'sex objects' yourselves. Just how bold are you guys, really!?" Gary and I found ourselves dancing alone together to the fast music, while the women exchanged flirtatious kisses and taunted us from the floor. It was more than just a little embarrassing at first trying to dance provocatively, not to mention with another guy. Neither Gary nor I are gay, but we both were horny as hell and determined to get laid if that was possible. Gary was bolder than I. He embarked on an exaggerated semi-strip tease, slowly unbuttoning his shirt and then ripping it off his chest. I was less daring, choosing instead to place myself in front of the two women and gyrate my hips in what I thought was a seductive manner. They laughed out loud good naturedly at my inexperience, and I felt like a dork, but I started to get into it when a few really sexy songs came on the stereo and the two women both encouraged me to continue. Hannah was obviously in a frisky mood. She was taunting us with ribald comments and generally acting lewd and lascivious. But Julie, much to my surprise, had suddenly become very reticent. I would have been much less surprised if the situation were reversed, and it had been Hannah who was the reluctant one. Julie had already demonstrated a healthy lust, and learning that she was bi-sexual only made me think she would likely have no qualms about a foursome. Julie wouldn't suck cock and swallow cum, but she did everything else without reservation, and she dearly loved to fuck men, even though she was bi-sexual. With the one exception of swallowing cum, she was an enthusiastic lover. I think Julie was beginning to anticipate, and reconsider, where our antics might be leading. For reasons I never fully learned, she suddenly begged off and went to bed upstairs; leaving Gary, Hannah and me to party without her. I think the prospect of a foursome scared her off somehow. Later, she deflected my questions about it, so I let the matter rest. There had been one prior occasion where I detected in her an idiosyncratic sense of propriety. One hot evening, not too long before this episode, I stood at the kitchen sink drawing a glass of water. The lights were out in the kitchen so nobody outside could see within. A middle-aged couple had just bought the home next door, and their bedroom window was directly across the driveway from the kitchen window where I stood. The newcomers hadn't hung their curtains yet and their bedroom was empty, save for a bare set of mattresses on a bed frame and a tall standing lamp adjacent to the bed. The light was turned on, bathing the room through the filter of the lampshade with a soft golden glow. As I finished my drink of water, through the bottom of the glass I spied two human forms on the bed. I couldn't believe my eyes! The woman was on her back, wearing a bra but naked from the waist down. Her knees were raised and draped over her husband's shoulders. He was on his knees, between her thighs, giving her the most luscious and loving licks I had ever seen. She was smiling from ear to ear. Although I couldn't hear what was being said, I could see that she was coaching him and praising his efforts. His head was bobbing up and down, while she ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his face towards her undoubtedly sopping wet slit. My cock grew instantly hard. I stroked it gently and watched as the woman straightened her legs to facilitate an impending orgasm. Just then Julie came into the kitchen. "Julie, c'mere... You aren't gonna believe this. Hurry, before it's too late." She came into the kitchen and groped for the light switch. "NO!!!" I barked under my breath, "Don't turn on the light. They might see us.". "What the hell are you doing!? Are you spying on someone?" she intoned. "Damn straight. This couple is really going to town. It's great!!! Come have a look for yourself." Julie approached the window, incredulously. As she leaned over the sink to get a better view, I reached both arms around from behind and fondled her breasts (my way of augmenting the moment). To my surprise Julie quickly turned away. "This isn't right. Let's leave them alone. I don't want to spy on them." "Wait a minute. Maybe they think it's kinda racy to make love exposed to an open window. Ever think of that?" "Maybe so, but I doubt they believe anyone is actually watching them. We shouldn't invade their privacy." "Hold on. If they really wanted total privacy, wouldn't they throw a sheet up over the window? It opens right into this kitchen!" I couldn't take my eyes off them. Now he was standing up between her legs and giving her a royal pounding with his stiff member. "Look ... You're missing something special. They're happy as two clams. Isn't it wonderful!? C'mon over here and let me give you a squeeze while we scope 'em out." But she was not to be persuaded. She left the room with a grumble, and after a few more desultory comments we never spoke of the matter again. The next morning, however, I chanced upon the woman next door while she was watering her front yard plants. We traded smiles. "It looks like we're going to have another hot one today" she said, absent mindedly commenting about the weather. "Maybe so," I replied. "But it was really hot around here last night, wasn't it?" She kept her thoughts to herself, only nodding towards me with a smirk. But I fancied that she caught my drift, and I half believed that she and her husband had intentionally planned their sexy little show the previous evening. Anyway, aside from being truly inspired by the sublime scene I had witnessed, I also drew the conclusion from Julie's reaction that even horny women who love to fuck both genders can sometimes be encumbered with an overweening sense of propriety. "It looks like it's just us three" Hannah ventured, after it was clear that Julie was serious about going to bed. "What're we gonna do?" she ventured, coyly. Gary had an idea. "It's been raining all day, and it's cold in this drafty house. Why don't we go to the hot tubs downtown and get warm?" I smiled anxiously. Hanna indicated her willingness to continue the party and explore the possibilities by saying, "Three's company. Let's do it." And so we did. We piled into my big Chevrolet, all three of us crowding into the front seat, with Hannah in the middle. During the drive to the hot tubs we groped, fondled and talked naughty to each other. Gary put his hand on Hannah's right tit, and I copied him by reaching across my chest with my left hand to squeeze her left breast. She made no effort to resist being groped by two guys. Instead, she steadied the steering wheel with her left hand and tickled Gary's inner thighs with her right. "What do you two studs have in mind, may I ask?" she cooed. Gary answered with mock bravado, "Never you mind. Suffice to say that the hot tubs will be our treat. We'll front the cash, and you can pay us back in other ways." Hannah replied, tartly, but in good humor, "Who says I'm for rent? What do you take me for, Big Boy!? If I wanna get laid by two guys, I know just how to make it happen. And believe me, what I'm about to give you is worth more than all the money you got? Besides, I may have to pay YOU to fulfill MY wildest fantasies... Ever think of that?" It was clear that, for Hannah at least, all constraints had been left behind at the house. We entered the hot tub establishment, giggling like school kids, and presented our money to the clean faced, well scrubbed clerk behind the counter. He pointed us in the general direction of the room we were assigned and we quickly made our way there. Stepping inside, we stripped off our clothes hurriedly. Instead of entering the Jacuzzi, Gary and Hannah entered the dry sauna which was just heating up, and I followed. We sat there with towels around our loins, Hannah's breasts were fully exposed and soon a dripping rivulet of sweat ran down between them. Her nipples were already standing out and clearly hard. Hannah sat beside Gary on a wooden bench just below where I had gone to perch, stretched on the higher bench behind them. For several long minutes we drew deep breaths and relaxed. The room grew quiet, and I thought I could almost hear all of our hearts beating in anticipation of what was to come. As the ambient air temperature rose, Gary and Hannah used their hands to explore each other's bodies. I swung one leg over her head, so that she could lean back and let me massage her face and scalp. I stroked her hair and massaged her shoulders. I felt her body relax as Gary fondled her and I continued stroking and caressing her shoulders and head. I combed her hair with my fingertips as she leaned back into my lap, softly rubbing the back of her head against my groin. Soon enough we all started to heat up with the sauna. It was Gary who suggested cooling off under the shower nozzle just outside. "Wait just a minute" Hannah said. Without speaking further she pulled Gary's towel away from his waist, leaned over his lap, and started licking his cock and balls. From where I sat I had a bird's eye view. My own hard cock twitched at the sight of her, lapping at the head of his dick and taking it partially into her wet mouth. After a few minutes she turned around to face me, holding Gary's balls in one hand, and started nibbling on my own rod. "I'm so fuckin' horny. Let's go soap each other up and get more comfortable, guys." We followed her outside the sauna and we all stood together under the shower, Gary and I both lathering her with soap. She was reveling in all the exquisite attention we were giving to every part of her. We took our time, and lingered over every erogenous zone we could find on her body. "Mmmmm... You guys are SOOoo good to me. I just love this." We both smiled, and squeezed her closer to us. She enjoyed being spoiled, there was no doubt about it. Hannah held a cock in each hand, stroking us both gently at the same time while we continued to lather her all over. Then we sat her on a low wooden stool under the shower nozzle and shampooed her hair, while she murmured her appreciation and seemed almost to be in a daze. Cupping our balls in her hands, she nudged us together in front of her and bestowed grateful kisses on the tips of our cocks. She looked so sexy seated on that stool, the cool drizzle matting her hair against her face, her head tilted back looking up at us both, her tongue flicking from one cock to the other, smiling impishly while she squeezed our balls. For a brief moment she put the tips of our pricks into her mouth at the same time and we all three laughed at the comic effect produced, with her lips so far extended to encompass both of us. "That is definitely a 'first' for me" she spoke with a garble as she giggled, her mouth fully stuffed. We acknowledged that it had been a first for us as well. She pulled out hard cocks out of her mouth and "crossed swords" with them for a moment, which caused us both to tense up, and then she mocked our homophobia, "Whassa matter, you guys? Afraid I'm gonna turn you queer?" We laughed nervously, but she relented by letting our cocks go, wrapping her arms around us and hugging us tightly. I moved around to her backside while she remained seated, and we each washed one of her breasts, lingering to knead and massage those soft globes of flesh, rubbing our palms across her extended nipples. Both of us then washed her face, neck and shoulders, tracing the lines of her eyebrows, her nose, her cheek bones and her jaw line. She tilted her head back and started to sway as if in a trance. We each raised an arm and washed under her arms before using our soapy hands to massage her biceps and forearms. We held one of her hands in each of our own, working the lather between her fingers and then pulling on her fingertips until most of her knotted fingers released their tension by 'snapping' as we tugged. We stood her up and she turned to face me. I used my hands to wash the entire front of her body while Gary suds'ed up her back, her butt and the crack of her ass. While he was doing this Hannah dipped a finger into her slit and brought it to my lips, inviting me to suck on it. Its tangy taste made my nostrils flare, and she smiled in recognition of the obvious effect she was having on my senses. We turned her around and now it was Gary's turn to taste the juices on Hannah's fingertips. Meanwhile, I rubbed the tip of my soapy, hard cock up and down between her ass cheeks. "I'm in Heaven" she muttered, and I couldn't help but notice how curvy, soft and sexy she looked from the rear while the water ran down her body. We took our time rinsing her off, letting the nozzle rain lukewarm water down on her from every angle as we slowly turned her around and around. She thanked us profusely. "You guys are so great." We grabbed the towels which had been provided and patted her dry, then hugged held her close between us for a long, long minute before retiring to the raised, platform bed situated between the dry sauna and the Jacuzzi. Climbing onto it, Hannah motioned Gary and I to lay side-by-side while she sat on her knees between us. She looked so sensuous as she fondled herself for us, sitting up to play with her pussy, then she cupped our balls in each of her hands. Then she brazenly stroked our cocks for us, leaning forward to let us lick and suck her breasts in turn. Gary and I lay with our heads not far apart, each of us with a nipple in our mouths, and let her feed us her breast. Then she sat back up on her knees and started really jacking us both off for awhile. She tickled and fondled our balls and made lewd comments about our dicks: "Mmmmm... I've never had two cocks so hard before, and these look magnificent." (She knew all the right things to say, the vamp!). She worked our cocks expertly, like pistons, alternating between us at times and then stroking us simultaneously. The sight and sound of her pumping our rods made us swoon. "If you keep doing that I, for one, and going to cum" Gary said. "Me too!" I agreed. "Well then" she replied, "Let's see who's gonna cum first" jacking both of our cocks rapidly. "Lucky for you, I'm ambidextrous" she giggled while she fisted our pistons. My hips began to lift off the bed to meet her downstrokes, then she spoke again: "Actually, I have a better idea. Let's try to make you both cum at once." She pumped us up and down together more slowly and deliberately. The feeling was making my head spin, and the sight of this wanton woman brazzenly jacking off two cocks at once was about to drive me crazy with lust. She knew what she was doing, and it turned out she had a surprising motive for doing it just the way she was: "I'm gonna make you both cum now... and for two reasons," She licked her hands and spread her saliva along the lengths of our shafts, then, leaning back, she gave us both a clear view of her shining pink pussy, and probed inside with her own fingers. She drew her nectar out and moistened our cocks and balls with her own creamy cooz juice before placing our own hands around our own cocks. Then she continued with her sexy monologue while we lay there transfixed... drooling and stupefied with lust. "We're gonna have a circle jerk. First of all, it really turns me on watching you guys masturbate, knowing that I'm the inspiration for your self-abuse. To see you strumming your cocks, and watching them jerk and spasm when you orgasm, is something I've never witnessed. I wanna see you guys jerk off to me and shoot your cum at once. I dig the idea of two hard cocks blasting big loads of cum... and all because of ME!!!" With that final word she licked first one cock, and then the other, all the way up and down each shaft. She continued her lewd display of cocksucking, eyeballing me while she deep throated Gary, and fixing her stare on Gary as she slurped on my tool. "But I also want to make sure you're both up to the task. I've got plans for you both later, and I don't want either of you to cum too soon when we eventually fuck. I'm going to need both of your stiff pricks at the ready, 'cuz I want you guys to give me a real... good... FUCKING! For years that's been one of my favorite fantasies!" Hannah was making her words sound as lewd and wicked as possible, and she was prepping us so that she could take full advantage of the situation. "So tell me, what would really turn you on while I make you both cum for me. I wanna see both of these cocks deliver up two hot loads of creamy cum." Rub-a-dub-dub "ARGH!" Jessica yelled out as she walked into her apartment, her face livid with fury and frustration. "Why is our pastor so stubborn, Rich?....Rich?" Jessica looked around the apartment and smiled - in her frustration she hadn't noticed that there were rose petals strewn on the floor...a "bread-crumb" trail leading to the bathroom. Quickly, Jessica's frustrations with Pastor Dave took a back seat to her curiousity as to what her lover had planned for her. Peeking around the doorway, she found Rich grinning like a Cheshire cat clad in nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist. Freshly shaved, his face and neck still smelled like his brand of shaving cream (he knows I love a smooth face! Jessica commented internally, smiling to herself) and the way the towel folded across his front let Jessica know that he was indeed happy to see her ;-) Rich bowed low and said, "Greetings, Mistress Jessica. Your cabana boy has your bath drawn and am here to help you relax and de-stress from your day." With that, Rich drew aside the bath curtains, revealing a steaming tub filled with bath soaps and suds. Jessica chuckled and said, "Rich...erm I mean, Cabana Boy...you have no idea how much I need this." Jessica started to undress but Rich stopped her. "Mistress Jessica, let not your fingers exert so much as a single effort - I will unclothe you and even lift you into the tub. And let perhaps maybe MY fingers will be doing the exerting." Rich said with a wink. Jessica stifled a giggle as Rich helped her out of her top and her jeans. Then, he knelt so that he was at a level with her panties and slowly dragged them down with his teeth, his cold nose making rather interesting sensations on her exposed (and increasingly wet) labia and clitoris. "You smell divine as always, O Jessica," Rich whispered into her ear as he undid her bra. Reaching around her, he cupped her breasts and lightly rolled his thumb over each nipple. Jessica felt the nudging of Rich's stiff cock as he snuggled her against his chest - breaking out of character for just a moment to hold her close and just be with her. Jessica relaxed against him and both of their minds went blank as (for once!) they let their minds go and were simply "with" each other. The bubbles were starting to dissipate, though, so Rich picked Jessica up and gently placed her in the tub. Blushing a bit at his state of arousal, Rich took off his towel - his member bobbing a mini-"hello" to his lover - and slid into the bathtub behind Jessica. "My lady, you are gorgeous," Rich whispered in her ear. "Inside and out, and here there are no pillows to hide in!" Jessica laughed and responded, "And you, my sexy cabana boy, are an answer to a frustrated Lutheran girl's prayer." After that, however, Jessica couldn't speak as Rich's hands started to massage her shoulders and neck. The steam filled the air and Jessica's thoughts turned to mush as her muscles finally began to relax. Rich took his time, paying attention to each cluster of bunched-up muscles, working his hands in various patterns and alternating between hard presses with his thumb and a soft massaging motion with his fingers. Then, Rich had Jessica lay against his chest and relax in the heated, bubbly tub. He caressed her cheek with a soapy hand and then moved his hands to her head and played with her hair, massaging her scalp and eliciting an appreciative moan from Jessica. Rich gazed at Jessica as she closed her eyes and enjoyed her scalp massage. How had this wonderful woman come into his life? If ever he had doubted an existence in a Higher Power, he knew now that She/He must have smiled down on him to be with a beautiful soul such as Jessica's. They had shared their pains and joys, their darknesses and their lights....and through it all had only grown closer to one another. Rich played with Jessica's hair until the tub began to cool. "Cabana Boy, I'm afraid this tub is getting a wee bit chilly. Can you turn the hot water on?" queried Jessica. "Mistress Jessica, I have a bit of a different plan for heating this tub...what if I turned YOU on instead?" "Oh my!" said Jessica, grinning from ear to ear. "Well I think I can agree with that plan." Rich stood up then in the bath, soap bubbles mischievously clinging to his pubic hair, framing his cock which was once again at attention at the thought of teasing and pleasing Jessica. He helped Jessica up and turned on the shower, lifting the drain so that the tub water would swirl away. Jessica reveled in the feel of the warm water on her skin and then gasped as Rich soaped up his hands and started to wash her body, slowly and deliberately. Starting on her back, Rich massaged the soap into her still-aching muscles and then let his hands creep around to her front. Rich eyed those gorgeous breasts and moved his hands in concentric circles, moving his fingers ever closer to Jessica's stiffening nipples. Rich, holding himself back from licking and nibbling at those delicious areola, let his soapy thumbs roll over each nipple, smiling as Jessica moaned and shut her eyes. Next, Rich caressed Jessica's hands and arms and armpits, washing her in an erotic ritual of their own private church. Kneeling down once again, Rich washed her feet and legs as Jessica bRichced against his shoulders. Rich's hands moved up her ankles...her legs...until his fingers strayed and teased near her inner thighs. He looked up and winked at her as he deliberately did NOT wash the area in between, instead reaching his arms around to playfully soap up her bottom, sliding a soapy finger down her crack causing Jessica to jump! Rich looked up at Jessica and swore that he had never seen such a gorgeous sight - her eyes shining with merriment and mirth, her breasts glistening with beaded water, and her pussy lips so kissable. "My lady, I'm afraid here is an area that I will have to attend to personally. Please excuse my boldness, but there is no other way." Jessica looked down at her "cabana boy" just in time to see his warm, wet tongue slide along the outer edges of her swollen labia. Holding on to his head and caressing his hair, Jessica gasped and moaned as Rich slid his tongue down her slit, teasingly pressing against her to part her pussy lips. His tongue then moved up to circle her clit teasingly, slowly laving and loving her clit with tongue and lips - giving nibbles and teasing it from out of its hood with his tongue. What joy! Jessica tasted so sweet that Rich had to have more. He leaned in close and pressed his lips against her nether lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue flickering inside her as he moaned against her mons. All thoughts of "cabana boy" and "mistress" and "church" and "work" left both of their minds as they drifted into an eternal, erotic plane of being. Now they were simply Jessica and Rich and the world melted away. Chapter 2 What could he say? The taste of Jessica drove Rich crazy! He just wanted to lap at her like there was no tomorrow and savor every drop of her as his tongue rolled and played along her clit and pussy lips. He nibbled and nuzzled her pussy until her lips were so swollen…and then stopped. Jessica let out a groan and gave a "look" at Rich. "You are such a tease!" she exclaimed, half out of play and half out of frustration. Rich gave her a broad grin and began to nibble on her inner thighs, his lips so close to her pussy lips but sooooooo far away. The shower was still raining on them both and, now that Jessica was so turned on, she could feel the hot water sprinkle her unhidden clit and her puffy lips. She reached down and pulled Rich to her, lifting him up for a passionate kiss. How to describe that kiss? The taste of her shared between them, his cock shaft pressing against her pussy lips, their arms around each other as they hold each other tight - the many sensations threatened to overwhelm them….and yet because they were sharing them as one and not two, they were able to handle it. Rich stood with his back to the shower as Jessica wrapped her hands around his neck. Their kiss telling tales that words couldn't express to each other, it was only broken by the feel of a change in temperature in the falling water. "Yikes!" shouted Rich, suddenly breaking the kiss and jumping in the air, his penis bobbing with his leap. "The hot water is gone!" Jessica felt some of the cold spray hit her and quickly stepped out of the shower and began to towel herself off. Meanwhile, Rich had turned around and faced the cold water, reaching for the spigots to turn the water off. "Yee-ow, that's cold!" exclaimed Rich, his skin getting goose pimples from the sudden chilly exposure. "I can tell!" laughed Jessica as she pointedly looked at his crotch. Rich glanced down and saw that his cock had indeed experienced "shrinkage"; he looked back up at Jessica and stuck out his tongue. "Yeah, yeah, yeah - the plight of being a man." "Hmmm…well I think I may be able to help you with that," said Jessica in a sultry voice. "Come out of that shower and let me towel you off." Now it was Jessica's turn to tease and Rich knew that payback was going to be both heaven and hell! (lol) Rich stepped out of the shower and stood on the bath mat with his legs spread. Jessica winked at him and licked her lips, causing Rich to shudder with anticipation and his cock to perk up just a bit. Taking a large, fluffy towel in her hands, Jessica begin to dry her lover off starting with his hair and working down. Rich smiled as she gently caressed and dried his chest and back, laughing a bit as she got his armpits. "I thought you said you weren't ticklish?!" teased Jessica. "I'm not," responded Rich, though not very convincingly. Next, Jessica knelt on the bath mat and began to dry Rich's legs, sliding the towel between his legs and wrapping it around each one. She then told him to turn around and she patted his butt dry, giving it a kiss and a slap as she finished - "Such a cute butt!" Rich wiggled his derriere and eagerly turned around, ready for Jessica to dry his crotch. "Oh! You mean something is still wet?" Jessica stated, in an innocent voice. "I could have sworn that I dried everything off!" This time Rich gave Jessica the "look" and Jessica laughed and begin to softly towel-dry his cock, which had perked up considerably from her ministrations. Caressing his balls with the fluffy fabric, she wrapped a towel-covered hand around his swelling shaft and started to slowly slide the towel up and down his cock. Rich couldn't talk and could barely think. His mind halted as he felt the towel against his cock, and he SO wanted to feel Jessica herself against his cock…skin on skin. But Jessica wasn't done teasing yet! "Hmm, you know this area isn't drying very well," explained Jessica with a giggle. "In fact, I think I may need to blow dry this area." Rich gulped and stammered out, "Wh-wh-whatever you think, love" - thinking to himself, This woman is driving me crazy - in a good way! Jessica knelt in closer to Rich and puckered her lips, her hands holding Rich's hips to keep him still. Rich looked down and saw Jessica just centimeters away from his cock and had to keep from thrusting his hips forward. Jessica kept herself at that distance, her mouth so close and yet so far from his member….and then gently blew warm breath along his cockhead, shaft, and balls. Rich moaned and reached out to play with Jessica's hair. "You are evil!" he pronounced happily, caressing Jessica's scalp. "Why, whatever do you mean, sir?" said Jessica playfully. "I did say you needed to be blow dried. What did YOU think I meant?" Jessica looked up at Rich and batted her eyelashes. "You know darn well what I thought you meant, you vixen," said Rich, winking at Jessica and flexing his cock so that it would bob up and down in front of her lips. "Well, maybe I can guess," purred Jessica as she leaned in close and pressed her lips against his cockhead. Electricity shot through Rich's spine and he stood stock still as he felt his cockhead being enveloped by Jessica's warm, wet mouth. Moaning out, he had to reach behind him, grasping the sink's counter to keep himself standing. Jessica worked her mouth down around Rich's cockhead and then just kept it in her mouth, her tongue sliding and slipping along it as it nestled inside her mouth. After teasing and pleasing Rich's cockhead, Jessica began to slide her mouth down Rich's shaft…and back up. She did this for a few times and then leaned back, watching Rich's cockhead start to dribble clear pre-cum. Jessica flickered her tongue out, capturing the drops and drinking them down. Rich groaned and Jessica got to her feet. "Now that we're dry, lover, meet me in the bedroom and let's see if we can't get wet again." With that, Jessica sauntered out the bathroom door, wiggling her ass invitingly as she made her way to the bedroom. Chapter 3 Rich regained his breath and sped after Jessica who had just reached the bedroom. With a burst of speed, he playfully tackled her to the bed, hands tickling as they plopped onto the springy mattress. They… I'm sorry, Jessica. I can't do this anymore. In reading what I have written before, I have to masturbate. The thought of you and I together just brings a shiver to my spine and a perk to my penis. Can you picture me right now sitting in front of the computer? I just got a haircut so my hair is pretty short and I'm wearing blue jeans and a navy blue long-sleeved T-shirt with the Peanuts gang on it. I type a bit and then rub my cock through my jeans, feeling my knob press against my hand, though knowing that it wishes it were pressing against your ass as I held you close. The jeans are too confining and so I unbutton and unzip them, my hand sliding down the front of my jeans to caress my ever-growing cock head and shaft. Mmm…wishing it were your hand, imagining that it were so. I pull the skin down a bit, revealing even more of that sensitive mushroom head as it pokes out of my boxers. I gasp out loud as my warm hand meets my warm cock and I raise my hips, shimmying my jeans down my legs until they pool at my ankles. My cotton boxers stretching from my cock desperate for attention - I pull them down as well until they are just past my hips. Now I close my eyes and think of you - your laugh, your face, your words, and yes - your breasts. My left hand moves of its own accord, reaching down to fondle my cock shaft and tickle my cock head with my thumb. My eyes still shut I picture what I want to do with you - everything from playful kissing to sweaty, intense fucking. I imagine me poised over you, my hand pointing my cock down toward your waiting, wet pussy lips ready to envelop me. I dream of you poised over me as I'm buried deep inside you, my hand reaching up to caress your clit as you ride me slowly. I envision us laying side by side as we explore each other's bodies, sharing our feelings and thoughts and holding each other close. My cock is now hard and I feel the need to get "serious" about my masturbation. Thus, I use my left hand to steady my cock and pull tight on the skin on the shaft, bringing the nerve endings close to the surface. My right hand meanwhile grasps my hot cock in between thumb and two fingers and I start to stroke slowly. My thumb slides over the veins in my shaft as they form their intricate pattern. I only see them when I am hard and it's always interesting to see how swollen and thick they get and I can imagine them rubbing against your vaginal walls, your labia, your clit. Who needs ribbed condoms when you have a veiny cock? I start to breathe heavily as I increase my pace and a spasm runs through me. I look down and see my cock head glistening with pre-cum - clear and sticky in a perfect circle. My cock shakes a bit with my stroking and I watch as the drop of pre-cum slides down my purplish-red cock head and down my shaft, leaving a glistening trail in its wake. I imagine you there with tongue poised to lap up that drop….and I groan again. Now there is no turning back as I feel my cock in the first stages of cumming. I gasp and try to catch my breath as all my focus now is on the swift strokes that I'm giving my cock. Meanwhile, I briefly reach up and start the video you sent me… OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'm pushed over the edge as I watch you pleasure yourself and cum. Cum is such a short word for such an orgasmic event. My cock head explodes with white, sticky cum shooting out in spasms into my hand. I grunt and gasp as the waves of orgasm cause my body to shake and my cock to jerk. I wish this hand was your pussy and that I was cumming deep inside of you, and give a sigh as I come back to reality. My face flushed with the exertion and my hand holding a shot glass amount of cum, I long for the day when it will be you touching me….and vice versa. I am relieved and yet I still ache - and so the writing continues. Rub-A-Dub-Dub There is no comparison in the way this day began and the way it ended up. In fact, this day changed my entire life as well as the lives of most of the rest of my family. I'm sure most would say all was progressing quite innocently up until the time when I went into the bathroom where my mother was taking her Sunday morning bubble bath. I was after a towel since the other bathroom had run out of its supply. That was a common occurrence when my sister, Sissy, happened to take a bath before me. Admittedly, she has beautiful long blonde hair, but it takes three, sometimes four, towels to get it dry enough to suit her. Barging in on Mom while she was soaking in her bubble bath was not a shocking event in this household. She was usually covered all the way up to her chin in the suds so nothing revealing was there to be seen. Today, however, she was sitting higher in the tub when I entered, and I got a very good view of what she had been hiding all these years. Both knees were protruding from the thick cover of suds as was her left shoulder and the better part of her left breast. The sight was quite arousing for me being a young man of nineteen. I was well into puberty now, and even the right smile on a woman's lips caused me to develop an erection. I had already accepted the fact that I had no control whatsoever over my hormones, so when Junior wanted to flex his muscles I just let him. The major difference this time was that he and I had an onlooker. Mom was just about eye-level with my crotch when I stretched over the tub to retrieve a towel from the rack high above the rear end of the tub. "Tommy," she said very softly, "there is a bulge in your jeans, and it is getting bigger and bigger." "I know," I said apologetically. "I tried to prevent it from doing that, but when I saw your bare breast when I came into the bathroom I lost control." "Don't apologize, Son," Mom continued in her soft voice. "I just hadn't realized that you had grown up so completely. That's quite a bulge, young man." "Please, Mom," I begged as I tried to twist away and hide my imposing manhood. "I didn't want this to happen. I'll go." "Nonsense, Honey," she said unable to keep the broad smile from her lips. "So my bare boob turned you on, did it?" "Mom," I exclaimed. I think she was flirting with me. "Come on now, son," she said in a reassuring tone. "You've gotten yourself all worked up now so don't you think you ought to let that big boy out of the barn before he hurts himself?" "Do what?" I cried. I couldn't believe my ears. My mom wanted to see my cock. This must be a nightmare. I needed to wake up. "Come on now, Hon," she cooed, "it's just you and your old mom here so let the fella out before you hurt yourself." "But you're my mother," I reminded her. "That's right, young man," she said in a good-natured but stern voice, "so we both know that I have seen your little wee-wee on hundreds of occasions in the past." I hadn't noticed, but her hand was at my fly. She tugged gently, and my zipper surrendered without resistance. She worked her forefinger into my pants, and with very little effort managed to flip my dong out into view. "Nice," she said with a big sigh. "You have grown since the last time I played with this lizard." She was smiling broadly. I was standing erect now. Both my body and my pecker were erect. I think I had dropped the towel I was after into her bubble bath blowing away the majority of her sudsy cover. I gazed at both of her bare breasts as they floated on top of the water. My cock must have jerked with a spasm at the sight. "Careful now, Tommy," she teased, "Your thing is liable to explode if you're not careful." There was a sparkle in her eyes, and a broad smile on her face. She was truly enjoying our intimate encounter. "This is embarrassing for me, Mom," I sputtered. "It's just not right." "Nonsense, Tommy," she huffed. "If it feels good then it is good I always say." She calmly tucked her legs beneath her full butt and lifted her body to a kneeling position. I was looking at my completely naked mother for the first time up this close. Her full breasts were gleaming from the soapy water, and the pubic hair at her crotch was still speckled with the bubbles. My balls were aching, and my cock was pulsating. I squirmed in response to the excruciating pleasure I felt. "Take off your pants, Tommy," she said in a voice that sounded husky and sweet at the same time. She had never used this tone with me before, but I liked it. I didn't argue. I slid my jeans down my legs to the floor. My bare butt and my raging, beet red cock were totally free. "Come closer," she said in that same voice as she reached out for my pecker. "I'll make you feel much better." "Are you sure we . . ." I was asking as her mouth closed over the head of my tool. The sensation of her lips around my shaft and her tongue massaging my cock head was excitingly new for me. An extremely warm surge of heat spread throughout my body. I could feel my balls jumping in my sack. "Holy shit, Mom," I gasped, "I'm going to come." She removed her mouth from my cock long enough for two short words. "I know." My orgasm was a show-stopper. My cock bucked in her mouth, but she didn't miss a stroke. Her mouth traveled farther up and down my cock as I belched my wad into her throat. "Oh wow," was all I could manage to say. "Did you like that?" "Fantastic," I muttered and I sank slowly to my knees. "Get in," Mom said as she moved back in the tub to make room for me. "We're going to have some more fun." "But I'm getting limp. You took a lot out of me," I said as I stepped into the sudsy water. "Don't you worry about that, my boy; I can get you hard again when the time comes." We were sitting facing each other in the tub, and her magnificent breasts were there for the taking. Mom must have read my mind. "Go ahead, Baby. Touch them. Kiss them. Suck on my nipples and watch them get hard just like your pecker does." "Really," I muttered in sheer wonderment as I leaned forward to experience this phenomenon for myself. Her breasts were indeed soft and warm to my touch. Mom was breathing heavily now as she took my head in her hands and pressed my mouth firmly against her boobs. "That feels wonderful, Tommy. Now suck a nipple into your mouth and let your tongue play with it. It will get harder when you do." I had always obeyed my parents, but I had never before been so eager to do so. I sucked a nipple into my mouth, I heard Mom gasp, and I felt the little nub getting harder. I massaged her tits gently as I sucked on her nipples. We were both breathing heavily now. Mom reached under the suds and felt my cock. It was slowly reviving because of our titty foreplay, but her hand on the tool definitely accelerated the process. She leaned forward and put her lips next to my ear. "Touch my pussy, Tommy. My pussy wants to feel your hand on it." I was just a little nervous about feeling my mom's pussy, but I wasn't going to miss this opportunity for anything in the world. I eased my hand beneath the water. I felt Mom's hand on mine as she guided me to where she wanted me to go. I recognized the abundance of pubic hair as my hand reached her crotch. Mom pressed on until my fingers were embedded in the slit guarding her vagina. Her lips were still at my ear. "Put a finger in my pussy hole, Tommy. Put two fingers in there and feel around." She gasped softly when I did as I was told. She squeezed my cock gently, and it responded like the horny little tool it was. "Keep doing that, Tommy, and we are going to fuck in just a few minutes. Would you like that?" "Oh yeah," I sputtered. I pushed my fingers deeper into her pussy. Without realizing I had done it, I had three fingers inside her. She was moaning and grinding her pussy against my hand. "Are you ready to fuck Mommy, Tommy?" She was breathing heavily and now she was gasping and panting as she spoke. "The sooner the better," I admitted. "I'm as hard as a rock." "I want you to fuck your Mama like the bitch she is, Tommy. Doggie style." With that she unplugged my mouth from her tit and my hand from her crotch. She released my cock and turned and presented herself to me on all fours. I was staring at her swollen pussy when I heard her say, "Do me, Baby. My pussy is begging for you to come inside." I know it was my imagination, but I could have sworn her puffy pussy winked at me. I rose to my knees and placed the head of my cock at her puffy pussy door. I pressed forward. "Welcome, Sir," she cooed. "There's plenty of room. Come on in." I pressed forward until my body was tight against her buttocks. I ground my pelvis against her making my cock head move about "Ooooh, I like that. Now pump away. I want my son to make me come for his first time. Come on. I'll help." Again, I did as I was told. The faster I would drive my cock into her the harder she would rise to meet my thrust. I didn't know it at the time, but I was nudging her cervix frequently. She was grunting with nearly every stroke. I grunted with every stroke. Then the inevitable arrived. My balls sent their message that Mr. Orgasm was on his way. Sure enough he banged at the door. Bang, wham, boom, pow. Spurt, trickle and ooze. The deed was done. "Don't stop, Tommy," Mom cried. "I'm almost there. Keep pumping. Please." I was still hard so I did as I was told. In fact, I was so turned on from this coupling thing that I literally pounded away at my mother's hole with a sweet vengeance. Moments later Mom's commentary convinced me that her time had arrived. She was wiggling her ass wildly, and singing the praises of total satisfaction. Obviously, I had done well. At the same time I had spent a considerable amount of my energy in satisfying, in her own words, my mother the bitch. I liked that doggie style we use, and I knew I would be using it again in the future. At this moment, however, I was laid back against the back end of the tub regaining my strength. Mom had assumed of position between my legs with her back pressed along my front torso. My flaccid cock was moored comfortably underwater in the upper crack of her ass. "Am I interrupting something?" the sweet young voice asked from the bathroom doorway. "Oh shit," was the only intelligent thing I could think of to say under the circumstances. My little sister was leaning against the door jamb and observing our nakedness in the tub. "Hi, Sissy," Mom said cheerfully like this intrusion was an everyday occurrence. Sissy was in her customary weekend attire. She wore short shorts and probably one of my T-shirts. Her braless boobs were evidenced by the vivid outline of her firm breasts and her perky nipples. "I just showed your brother how to get temporary relief from that perpetual hard on of his." "I know what you mean," Sissy commented. "I've given him a few hand jobs here lately myself." From the tone of the conversation you would think we were discussing last night's TV movie at the breakfast table. "Did you do a good job?" Mom asked seriously. "Tell me about it." "Well," Sissy began, "I noticed on several occasions here lately about bed time that he was roaming around the house with this tent pole in his shorts. We discussed his problem as brother and sister should, and he told me the only way he could get relief was to beat his meat. He showed me how he masturbated, and it looked like fun. I did it for him that first night. We both had a good time. The next night we did the same thing, and had fun again. The third night for some reason he didn't have a hard on when I came to his room. After a short discussion, I stripped off my clothes and watched his rod immediately grow and stiffen. That's our routine now – nearly every night." "And what does he do for you?" Mom asked. Sissy and I looked at each other before answering. "Well, Sissy is usually between my legs so I can't do much for her while she is jacking me off, but when she finishes I usually play with her titties or massage her pussy for a while. We don't want to mess up her flower," I added very quickly. "How thoughtful," Mom mused. "But I think it is time you two learned more about making each other feel good without jeopardizing Sissy's virginity, Want me to show you?" "Yes," we cried in unison. Mom looked over at Sissy still standing in the doorway, and then with a big smile on her face she said, "Show us your monkey, girl." Sissy hesitated for a second, but only a second. She stepped over to the tub in front of me. "You do my pants, Tommy," she purred as she flipped her t-shirt over her head. I honored her request as quickly as I could. The sight of her firm young breasts and her recently shaved pussy were by no means a new sight, but they were definitely an arousing influence for a perpetually horny young man such as me. Sissy's nude body was such a distraction that I forgot until now that Mom was lying against my pecker. "Tommy, you little rascal," Mom squealed. "Sissy, your brother has already shot his wad twice this morning, and he's loading his gun again. Look," she continued as she stood in the tub. My cock head was at the surface of the bath water. Both women giggled. "Watch this carefully, kids," Mom said as she stepped out of the tub. She may have been forty years old, but she still had a terrific body. "Sissy, sit on the toilet seat, and spread your legs." As Sissy did as she was told, Mom kneeled between her legs and begin lightly kissing her inner thighs. There was no doubt about Sissy liking what Mom was doing. She spread her legs wider, and started massaging her breasts. Her eyes were closed. My dick was standing tall and watching. I was amazed at how Sissy's pussy lips swelled as Mom tantalized her crotch. Mom briefly broke away with her pleasure with Sissy and looked at me watching every move the two women were taking. "Stand up, Tommy," Mom gasped breathlessly. I did so, and my flag was waving for all glory. "Watch this, Sissy," she continued with bated breath and she clutched my erection and guided it into her mouth. Her head bobbed a few times oon my cock, and then she said, "Sissy, you take over." Sissy's head was about level with my cock so the connection was effortless. The effect was unbelievable. My sister was a natural cock sucker. Then, as Mom returned to lapping her pussy which in turn inspired Sissy to intensify her attention to my manhood. Now I was playing with my sister's tits, and she had managed to find my balls and play with them between her fingers. I'm no seasoned veteran at this game, and although my sister is also a novice, her tenacity and enthusiasm served her well. In no time at all she had my cannon exploding and belching gobs of goo into her unsuspecting mouth. The incident caught her off guard, but she recovered nicely so the only thing soiled was her – inside and out. Mom noticed the commotion. "I see you two achieved your objective," she said rather simply, "and I know I brought this sweet little pussy to at lease one climax, so I am going to turn it over to the two of you. Tommy, you need to get down here in you sister's valley, and practice eating pussy, She likes it. You need the practice." That was our Mom. She was always in charge, and always looking out for us kids. The remainder of the day was fantastic. If it is scientifically possible, I think Sissy and I overloaded our genitalia. I learned a lot about eating pussy, and Sissy was well on her way to being the best cock sucker in the family. About mid-afternoon I fucked a very willing mother again, and Sissy convinced her that she remembered everything Mom taught her about oral sex. We're a much closer family now. Sissy and I both slept with Mom that night, and once in the wee hours of the morning the only way I knew I was eating Mom's pussy was because of the pubic hair. Ain't life grand? Rub a Dub-Dub... Gary was quick to respond. "I like what you're doing right now... and I'm gonna cum any minute." Hannah slowed her pace on Gary's rod... and licked my cock again. While she slid her slick tongue up and down my meatpole, she fixed her gaze on Gary's face, smirking seductively at him. I was soaring with pleasure. Hannah kept stroking Gary's cock ever-so-slowly for several long minutes, contemplating her next move while she teased my dick with her tits, lips and tongue. I was about to lose it, and blast a jet of my spunky jizz all over both of us. Hannah must have know it. She suddenly sat up and exclaimed, "Oh My God, I am so fucking horny. I'm gonna make myself cum too. C'mon, let's do it together. A circle-jerk threesome!" She leaned back, exposing her pussy to us again. It was wetter than ever, glistening, hot, shiny and pink. Her fingers went to work on her pearly clit. Her head nodded up and down and shook from side-to-side at the same time while she worked on herself almost as if we weren't even there. Her round tits jiggled excitedly between her arms. She was soon entering a delirium of self-induced pleasure. Gary and I stroked ourselves lamely, a little in awe of Hannah and also a little too timid to seriously masturbate in each other's presence. "C'mon you guys," Hannah coaxed. "I know you like what you see," she teased. "Wouldn't it be great to get off together at the same time? I'll tell you what. The guy who times his orgasm with mine, and shoots his cum the furthest, will get to fuck me any way he wants. The other one will have to fuck me the way I want him to, which won't be bad either, by the way, I assure you." The way she was unashamedly twiddling her clit for us probably helped reduce our embarrassment over jerking off in front of each other. I hadn't done anything like that since I was a young teenager. Besides, I was again so turned on I couldn't keep my hands off my cock. She was intermittently touching us both in her expert way and acting very, very sexy. It was fantastic, watching her approach her own first orgasm of the evening. "I'm gonna cum... I love to see you jerking those cocks for me... c'mon... Don't be shy... stroke 'em like I know you do when you're home alone... Only THIS time it's no fantasy... I'm gonna cum any minute for you... and I want you to do the same for me..." She was rubbing her cunt with intensity, really working it. "Ohhhh, jesus... stroke 'em faster now... C'mon... Lemme see you spurt as far as you can... gimme two big loads ... all over yourselves... and I'll lick it off for you... like those horny, fuckin' cum sluts you daydream about... when... " Her hand was a blur on her pussy now, as she worked herself expertly into a frenzy. "Like those cocksucking cum sluts you jerk off to... when you're... < Oh, God I'm close... > when ... when... when you're lookin' at that porno you have stashed somewhere. You like what I'm doing, dont' you? You like my cunt don't you!? ... Then c'mon, stroke those cocks. Give it up for me!" We were mesmerized, and I felt my balls being sucked up towards my body, and my nutsack tight up like it does when I'm about to blow my load. "I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum..." I panted. Gary was getting there too, his cock swelling to twice its previous circumference. When Hannah caught sight of it, her eyes seemed to grow larger. She opened them wide in near-disbelief, but she was too far gone to form a coherent sentence by now. We were all near the brink... Two guys lying flat on their backs and fucking their fists in unison, while a wanton, willing woman faced them both and finger fucked herself with total abandon and for their delight. Hannah spread her legs and raised up onto her knees to climax. "Here I go. I'm gone... I'm gone... watch me... watch me... I'm gone... it's so good... so good... I'm cumming so good." Her legs grew taut, her hand on her pussy was whipping it into a torrent of lust and release. At that moment, the hot juice ran coursing through my shaft and exploded out the top of it... I pumped and pumped and pumped while the milky looking fluid shot a liquid rope all over my stomach. I tried to bend my cock down, aiming it towards Hannah. She was lost in her own reverie, clamping her thighs around her hands as they continued to work her clit. Her entire body was shaking, as her head gyrated from side to side. For a moment, I thought she would lose her balance and fall off the platform bed. Gary aimed his dick at her too. Gobs of spunk blasted from his fat silo, arching across his thighs in her direction, splattering onto her breasts, then dripping down onto Gary's own legs. He continued his hamfisted pounding and another blast of spunky jizz shot out of his cockhead. She leaned forward, and I watched in fascination as Hannah opened her mouth wide, extending her tongue to accept his passionate offering. A few drops splattered onto her pretty face, some hitting her tongue, and some more running down her chin and dropping onto Gary's neck and chest. Hannah bent over, bathing both of our cocks with her lips and tongue until they were clean, then she leaned back, casually but ostentatiously fingering herself some more. She alternately slid two digits from each hand into her wet hole and then withdrew them. She licked her own juices off one finger from each hand, then pried our grateful lips open with the remaining slippery wet ones. We sucked on them like two kids with lollipops. She lowered her head to my stomach, licking up my cum, and raised her face so I could see some of it smeared on her cheeks as she looked me right in the eye and grinned her naughtiest grin. Then she bent over Gary and tickled his thighs with her tongue, making an even more milky mess of her face. When she looked up at him she had cum on her lips... Edging closer to him she said, with a hint of mock menace in her voice, "Can I have a kiss... Can I?" Gary winced and put his hands up in protest, but she pushed forward, undaunted, until she broke through the feeble barrier of his crossed arms and planted one wet kiss after another all over his cheeks. We all burst out laughing. At that point, Hannah's ample ass was positioned right near my own face, providing too tempting a target for me to resist. I nudged my nose between her thighs and she bolted upright when my tongue slid into her hole. "Not yet" she mused. "You're both going to eat lots of pussy tonight, but I'm still tingling all over and too sensitive for anything right now. Why don't you guys lay on both sides of me? Let's rest awhile and think about what we can do next?" We collapsed in a satisfied heap, and would take us some time to recoup, but the sexual energy was far from spent. Our minds were already racing with thoughts of what we might do next. To Be Continued...