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The Seduction of Sara Ch. 01

By: GreyGoose



To the gentle reader: The tale of these characters is told in a series of stories, which you can find in my Literotica profile—(a) We're All Friends Here Right?, (b) April Rain, May Blossoms, (c) The Seduction of Sara, and (d) Bonfire Fairytales. Each installment can stand alone, but dedicated readers should find prior acquaintance with the characters to be rewarding.

* * * PART I (in Sara's voice) * * * 

It was a warm, late-summer night when I settled onto a bar stool at my favorite DC tap house. My roommate, Heather, poured me a Midori sour as soon as she saw me arrive. She had begun waitressing at the bar earlier that summer, and I had quickly become one of her regulars. 

It had been a lonely summer ever since my boyfriend and I split up, and Heather was insistent that I come spend my Saturday nights at the bar rather than sit at home sulking. After a few weeks of bringing my sulking to the bar, I began to brush the chip off my shoulder and finally let Heather try to hook me up with some of her attractive customers.

"Hey Sara, did you check out the blond guy at the end of the bar?" Heather asked me as she set my drink on a coaster.

"Aren't you starting at this a little early!" I shot back, jokingly. "Let me get a little liquor in me before you try to get me laid!"

Heather smiled, tucking her short blond hair behind her ears. She leaned in and insisted, "Come on, just check him out."

I leaned out from the bar to get a good look at him. He was kind of cute, but he was dressed like he had just gotten out of work at 9 PM on a Saturday! 

"Eh, not really my type," I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"Are you sure? He's a Senator's aid. And I already got the dish—he's on the rebound."

"Ugh, then he's definitely not my type!" I replied, laughing.

Heather smiled and shook her head at me. "Guys like that used to have you melting in the palm of their hand. You're just being stubborn."

"I don't know, babe, I think my tastes have changed lately. These workaholic, DC politicos are getting pretty tired. I think I need to check out a new crowd."

Heather rolled her eyes at me. "You're hopeless, sweetie," she teased. 

I was starting think she was right. I hadn't been laid since my breakup because I kept finding petty reasons to drop each guy before things even got started. But I just couldn't get excited about any of them. Nobody had what I wanted.

"I promise I'll give someone a chance tonight. Just not that guy!" I assured her.

Heather shot me a disbelieving smile as she drew away from the bar to tend to her customers. Mr. Senator's Aid blatantly molested her with his eyes as she walked past his stool. Heather made great tips every weekend because she still had the body of twenty-two year old co-ed but five more years of experience in how to work it. And she wasn't shy about working it! 

Tonight she wore a black, pleated mini-skirt that left just enough to the imagination. No man's eyes could resist the magnetic pull of her legs: bare, with the sculpted curves of a former soccer champ, and stretching from the pleats of her skirt to the tips of her black heeled pumps. I'd kill for a set of legs like that! And if that weren't enough, she had the chest to go with it. Snugly contained in a black tank top, Heather flaunted her modest but ample cleavage as she leaned in to take each order. She got a kick out of seeing how 'persuasively' she could move the more expensive beers and martinis, and the bar got rich off of her!

Every Saturday night I watched her work her magic, and we'd sit around the apartment on Sunday afternoons joking at the expense of the guys who couldn't help but empty their wallets just to get her to stop by their table again. No wonder I couldn't make a connection with any guys at the bar: they had already been put under her spell! Heather, of course, would hear none of my self-deprecation. According to her, I was the one who was making blood flow south in that bar. But lately I had no confidence in my feminine powers.

I began to sulk, envying Heather's uninhibited flirtatiousness—the kind of playful exuberance that I myself had possessed not too long ago. I rested an elbow on the bar and sipped my Midori as I sunk deeper into self-pity.

The bar began to get more crowded as I sat, isolated in my own thoughts. I felt the press of the crowd fill in around me as people elbowed their way to the bar. The din of a hundred voices filled me with disdain for a world in which I simply no longer felt at home. But then one voice broke through.

"Sara?"

I lifted my chin from the hand that propped it up and glanced around, struggling to emerge from the cave of my self-loathing. Then, a moment of recognition. Next to me I found a familiar face—familiar, but not well-known, as if I had it had appeared to me in a recurring dream.

"Julie!" I blurted, not sure how long I had taken to respond. For a moment, I couldn't be sure that this wasn't a recurring dream. I had met Julie only once, and it had been here in this very bar. But the events of our meeting had been cycling through my mind ever since. Julie's face lit up when she saw that I recognized her, and she immediately threw her arms around my neck as if we were long lost friends!

Her friendliness snapped me right out of my funk. We had met just once before. Once! And yet I felt like we had been friends for years. I wrapped my arms around her in return, relieved to have some human contact. I was in one of those moods where all you really do need is a hug, and I probably squeezed Julie tighter than she had expected. Still, she held me just as tightly until I released her.

Julie leaned against the bar next to me and beamed with a delighted smile. She was just as I remembered her, but tonight she looked especially stunning. She wore a strapless red dress that hugged her body tightly but flowed loosely around her legs. Its diagonal hemline revealed one leg up to the thigh while the other was veiled to the shin with the flowing red cloth. The dress hugged tightly around her bosom, and I was struck for the first time by how full and round her chest was. 

She looked absolutely gorgeous with her raven hair neatly pinned up behind her head, and her eyes sparkled like the silver earrings dangling from her ears. Julie looked as elegant as a bridesmaid, and yet I envied how she managed to make it look casual. If she were anyone else, her very appearance would have made me feel tawdry by comparison, but there was something about Julie that put her entirely beyond my jealousy and reproach. As I was getting over my awe, she spoke. 

"How on earth have you been? I was wondering if I would ever run into you again!"

Given the circumstances of our last encounter, this could have been an uncomfortable situation. But Julie was so comforting and so genuinely friendly that her attitude was contagious.

"You know, I've been better," I replied honestly. "But running into you has already made tonight so much better!" I added, perhaps too honestly.

Julie smiled kindly, realizing that she had found me in somewhat low spirits. "What's wrong? Is your boyfriend here tonight?"

I glanced down at the floor as the memories of my ex-boyfriend resurfaced. After all, my memories of Julie were intertwined with memories of him. I lifted my eyes again.

"Well, actually, that's why I've had a rough time this summer. We broke up."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," consoled Julie. "What..." she paused, catching herself. "If you don't mind me asking, what happened?"

I was ready to spill my guts to her. But I stopped myself. I didn't want to spoil both of our moods by drudging up old feelings. "Oh, I'll tell you the whole story some other time. But don't be too sorry. We just were on different wavelengths. I wanted things out of a relationship that he didn't want."

"Age old story, isn't it?" Julie replied.

"Well..." I started. There was a lot more to it than perhaps she suspected. The differences that broke us up were not conventional differences.

Julie rested her hand on my thigh. "I understand," she interjected, absolving me of the need to explain further. This was no trite condolence. Somehow, I think she really did understand how unsettling my break-up had been.

"Anyway," I continued, "I'm over him. I mean, the break-up still hurts, but not because I want him back. What I really need is someone completely new and different. The trouble has been finding him!"

Julie laughed. "Well you're not going to find him by staring into the bottom of that drink! Why don't you come join us at our table? I just need to order a couple of drinks first."

My stomach leapt as she said the word 'us.' Were they the same friends who were here with Julie and her boyfriend when we first met? I suddenly became very embarrassed, and my first instinct was to get out of the whole situation.

Julie sensed my panic. "Relax," she said, placing a hand on my bare arm. "It's okay." Julie spoke the word 'okay' with such empathy that my fears began to slip away. 

She continued, "Besides, we're all good friends, right?" 

Her consolation was exactly what I had been needing to hear all summer. I had been beating myself up over whether I had made a fool out of myself at our last encounter—and really, it had been the beginning of the end with my boyfriend. To hear Julie tell me that I had no reason to be embarrassed felt like a judgment had been lifted.

"Okay," I said, finally smiling back at her. "I'd like that. But don't worry about ordering drinks here. My friend is a waitress here. I'll make sure she comes to our table."

* * * PART II (in Drew's voice) * * * 

There must have been a long line at the ladies room because Julie was taking a while to return. I sat with Lily and Steve at our table as we scoped out the scene around the bar. It was crowded tonight, and we had yet to even see a waitress come by our table. This place must have become a more popular spot since the last time we were here. It was strange coming back here with Lily and Steve—this was, after all, where our sexual journey together had begun five months ago.

I glanced over toward the table where the four of us had sat on that April evening, and merely the familiarity of the surroundings was starting to get me aroused. As I gazed off into the surroundings, I noticed the vibrant red of Julie's dress winding its way through the crowd of strangers. As she came closer, I noticed that she seemed to be leading someone else to our table.

Julie stepped up to the table, putting her hand on my shoulder and leaning her body against me. She waited for her guest to squeeze her way through the crowd before introducing her... but to me, she was immediately familiar. It was like a flashback to five months ago when this woman had sat across from our table in this very same bar.

"Everyone, this is my friend, Sara," Julie announced as Sara joined her next to our table. Her light-brown hair was tied back in a ponytail with stray wisps tucked behind her ears. Her pretty face and piercing green-gray eyes were unforgettable, as were the long, slim lines of her figure. Smooth and sculpted, her long legs stretched down from the hem of her knee-length dress, which flowed in sky-blue waves over her hips. I followed the azure hue up the front of her body to find the V of her low-cut neckline revealing just a hint of her clearly ample cleavage, which seemed to be held aloft by the sky blue straps that tied behind her neck. Sara smiled warmly, though with a hint of temerity, as Julie introduced us to her.

"It really nice to meet all of you," Sara said sincerely. She seemed to be searching our faces for some sign of recognition. Although Lily and Steve had been there last April, given the extremely peculiar circumstances of our encounter, I was fairly certain that neither of them would have recognized Sara. I, however, couldn't possibly forget her. I smiled warmly at her, assuring her that I remembered her but that she needn't feel ashamed.

Sara seemed to accept my welcome and smiled to herself as she glanced down toward the floor. "Have a seat," I offered. "We can make room for all five of us."

Steve and Lily were sitting on one side of the cushioned booth, and I on the other. I pushed down toward the wall, letting Julie squeeze in next to me with Sara comfortably on the end. Steve struck up a conversation with Sara. 

"Funny that Julie should bump into you here. Do you come here a lot?"

"Actually, I've sort of made this place my hang-out this summer because my roommate has been working here," Sara replied.

"Oh," Steve perked up, anxious to find out how to get our first round of drinks faster. "As a bartender?"

"Well, a waitress. Actually, I told the bartender to send her over our way."

"Ha!" Lily exclaimed. "I'm liking you already."

Sara chuckled, seeming relieved to find Steve and Lily so friendly. I was dreading the inevitable question of how Julie and I came to know Sara, and I was sure Sara was dreading it, too. She pushed the conversation forward in hopes that it wouldn't come up.

"How about you?" Sara directed the question to all of us, but ended up looking in my direction. "Do you come..." She paused. She seemed to be trying to find another way to word the question, but at a loss for words, she reluctantly repeated her original question. "Do you come here often?"

Her face turned bright red, and Julie and I bit our tongues as Sara struggled to regain her composure. Between the three of us, the question sounded like an inside joke. Lily and Steve seemed perplexed, but I leapt in with an answer. 

"Actually," I replied, "it's been about five months." I smirked subtly at Sara as I answered her.

"Oh," she replied, realizing that our last visit here was precisely the one that had been making her so uncomfortable—precisely the event that marked a pivotal moment in all of our lives.

"Anyway," I continued, "we really like the bar. We just haven't been out this way in a while. Is it always this crowded?"

Sara seemed relieved to be moving the conversation along. "Oh, yeah. In the past few months it seems to have gotten pretty popular. My roommate has been making good money working these busy weekend nights."

Just then, a young blonde woman approached the table dressed in all black—but not much of it! Tracing her figure with my eyes, from the bare skin of her knock-out legs up to the tight curves of her bosom, I suddenly realized that her face, too, was familiar. This was uncanny. This was the very same waitress who had served us that night in April! Her hot, rock-solid body and memorable face was etched into my mind along with every other memory of that amazing night.

"Heather!" Sara exclaimed as the cute blonde stepped up to our table.

"Hey!" Heather responded, seeming happy to find Sara here. "John told me you had gone to sit at this table."

"Yeah," Sara replied. "I ran into my friend Julie." Sara introduced the rest of us. "Everyone, this is my best friend, Heather. We've been roommates for... gosh, four years now."

As Sara introduced her, she placed her hand on the back of Heather's thigh. Just seeing Sara just touch those amazing legs so casually sent tingles through my body. 

"Well, you guys must be thirsty," Heather cut in. "I'm really sorry if you've been waiting a while. Tonight is even crazier than usual. I'll get you some drinks right away. What do you want?"

We ordered some beers and mixed drinks, and then Heather excused herself so that she could get back to work. "I'll be right back with those," she said, smiling at Sara as she walked away.

Julie glanced at me when Heather left. We smirked at each other, having both recognized Heather as the same cute waitress from five months ago. In fact, I think I mentioned to Julie that night how attracted I was to both Heather and Sara (though I didn't really know their names before now). As a couple, we like to flirt with people who turn us on, and in one case—with Lily and Steve—this had gone far beyond flirting.

Lily heard one of her favorite songs come over the bar's sound system, and the conversation turned into a discussion about music and favorite bands. Before we knew it, Heather returned with our drinks. She leaned in to set each drink on the table, and every eye struggled not to gawk at her cleavage. My whole experience of this bar was so infused with sex that I couldn't help but think dirty thoughts about each of the four gorgeous women around me. Catching me, Heather smiled subtly and then hurried off, assuring us that she would be back around to refill our glasses throughout the night.

"Isn't she hot?" Sara asked the rest of us as Heather left the table.

"Smoking!" replied Julie immediately. We all laughed and nodded in agreement.

"It's no wonder this place has become so popular," Lily added. "I bet half the guys keep coming here just to have her take their orders!"

Sara simply smiled and tapped her nose with her finger. I laughed. 

"On the nose, is right!" I replied. "And she seems to know exactly what she's doing!"

Sara giggled. "Let's just say she has an acute sense of the male psyche."

The conversation was really loosening up, and I was so glad to see Sara relaxing. I have to admit that I had been hoping that we would run into her tonight, but I didn't for a second think that it would actually happen! The five of us began to feel like long-time friends, and with the alcohol flowing, our friendship became even more intimate.

* * * PART III (in Sara's voice) * * *

After several drinks, I was starting to feel pretty cozy, and the tension of meeting Julie's friends face-to-face dissipating. These were my kind of people—honest, genuine, unpretentious. We weren't trying to impress each other, and none of us seemed to have anything to hide. In fact, the four of them seemed to be so intimate with each other that I wasn't sure if Lily and Steve didn't already know all the details of our last meeting. In any case, I was no longer terrified of the whole thing coming to light—in a sense, it would be a burden lifted from my shoulders. In fact, once the conversation took an unabashedly casual turn to the topic of sex, I somehow doubted that Lily and Steve would be too shocked to find out about our tryst anyhow.

"Tired already?" Julie teased as Lily fought off a gaping yawn. We had gone through several rounds of drinks, and early crowd was starting to clear out, but it wasn't even 1 AM. Julie and her friends seemed like night-owls, so I shared her surprise to find Lily yawning already.

Lily shook off the yawn and immediately snapped back, "Well if someone hadn't kept us up last night..."

Steve chuckled, and I noticed Julie smirking at her boyfriend. 

"Yeah, you know what I'm talking about," Lily went on, now clearly baiting them. Lily's insistence on bringing up the subject, had the four of them giggling, and as if I needed some explanation, Lily turned to me and protested, "If you're going to starting fucking at three o'clock in the morning, at least make it a quickie, right?"

She shot the question at me point-blank, and I fumbled around to find a tactful way to answer. Julie smirked at me, realizing that I had just been put on the spot. I opened my mouth to try to form an answer, but Lily continued. 

"Well, okay, if the apartment is empty that's one thing. But if you know your roommate is trying to sleep next door, you'd at least try to keep it down, right?"

I sat there thinking that I should be embarrassed, but for whatever reason, I wasn't at all. No one else seemed to care that Lily was airing their dirty laundry. In fact, it almost seemed like they were egging her on. Again, I mouthed an answer only to be interrupted.

"So loud, these two! You'd think they were fucking right next to you in your own bed! I mean, our walls are thin, but it literally sounds like someone is screaming an orgasm directly into your ear! 'Ahhh! Ahhhhh!'," Lily imitated so loudly that several people around our table spun their heads around to see what was going on!


The Seduction of Sara Ch. 01



As soon as the onlookers turned away, the five of us burst out laughing. Lily's rant was intentionally melodramatic, designed to get a rise out of Julie and Drew, but I don't think even she meant to draw the attention of the rest of the bar!

"Oops," Lily smirked. "I got a little carried away there."

"See, we're not the only ones who get carried away!" Julie retorted. Lily started with a comeback, but Julie butted back in. "Oh, you know that you and Steve can be just as wild!"

Lily glanced apprehensively at me as Julie turned the tables on her. I smiled shrewdly, and Lily seemed glad to see that I wasn't passing judgment. On the contrary! My curiosity was piqued, and all this open talk about 'fucking' was actually starting to turn me on! I raised an eyebrow at Lily, encouraging her to answer the charge.

A smug look came over Lily's face, and she cocked her head at Julie. "Well, there's a time to get wild and a time to bury your face in a pillow! And at three in the morning," Lily lowered her voice, "I don't care how hard he's pounding you, that's the time to bury your face in a pillow!"

Wow. As close as Heather and I were, we had never talked this way around our boyfriends, let alone people we barely knew! Yet the four of them seemed entirely comfortable describing the sordid details of their bedrooms. Their only discomfort seemed to be for my sake, darting glances at me each time Lily dropped the word 'fucking' or 'pounding.' I was starting to get the idea that there was a much deeper story to the four of them than I could begin to imagine. With each detail revealed, I was drawn in by a desire to know more, so I played it cool and let them continue their friendly sparring match.

Julie took a long draw off of her cocktail and then coolly replied, "When have I ever cared about fooling around at the 'proper' time?" She glanced subtly at me, but her eyes pierced right through me. She added, "Or place?"

No one except Drew seemed to catch the private joke. The one intimate detail that I knew about Julie was that she didn't give a damn for the proper place: five months ago the place had been this bar! I also knew that Lily was privy to Julie's part of that story, but I could tell by Lily and Steve's reactions, that they were still in the dark about the role that I had played. Even though Julie was seeing fit to tease me about it, I was deeply relieved that I had been able to trust her with our secret.

"Ha!" Lily burst out, unable to contain herself at Julie's response. "That's for damn sure!" she added, laughing at the ridiculous truth. She raised her glass to Julie as if to admit that she had no comeback. Julie clinked glasses with her, and they both swigged down the last of their cocktails.

Lily swallowed hard, wincing from the sting of the liquor. Taking a conciliatory tone, she leaned in again toward me, as if to let me in on a secret. 

"Not that I can complain. There's something so hot about listening in on your neighbors having sex..." She paused, clearing her throat from the burn of the liquor. "...Especially when they're your friends!"

Lily giggled. "In fact..." She hesitated, but went on. "In fact, Steve and I usually get so turned on from imagining the two of them going at it that we end up going at it ourselves!"

Steve placed his hands over his face, astounded that Lily was continuing to spill all of these details to someone she had just met. The five of us started laughing, each of us acutely conscious of how inappropriate the conversation had become, but all of us strangely unfazed by it.

"Oh, come on," Lily said, struggling to keep her giggling under control. "Sara knows what I'm saying, right?" She smiled directly at me, waiting for me to agree. "You and your roommate... Heather, right?" I nodded, and she continued, "The two of you are so hot, you can't tell me you're not bringing home guys all the time!"

Sadly, it had been a while since I had brought anyone home, and Heather had a steady boyfriend. Before I could answer, Lily persisted. "When you hear Heather getting her brains fucked out, you can't tell me that doesn't get you hot!"

Again, everyone burst out laughing, which fortunately saved me from having to answer Lily's interrogation just yet. Hearing Lily describe Heather 'getting her brains fucked out' actually reminded me of quite a few nights I had sat up late in my bed, envying the sounds that reverberated through our apartment walls. But was I ready to share my most intimate thoughts with these people I barely knew? Several months ago, I might have had the confidence to open myself up like that... but now?

But Lily kept pushing for an answer. "Oh come on," she gently prodded. "You're with friends here. God knows, I've already told you more about us than most of our oldest friends know!"

I gulped, remembering the night give months ago. I knew more about the four of them than Lily suspected! But she pressed on. "You can admit it. Haven't you been turned on just listening to Heather have sex?"

The guys leaned in, not willing to miss a word if I suddenly began describing myself lying in bed, naked and aroused, listening to my hot blonde roommate get fucked in the room next door. Part of me actually wanted to indulge them! I was surprising myself—this was a part of my personality that I hadn't felt in a while. But the self-consciousness of the past few months didn't quite let the old me come out. For better or for worse, Julie chimed in before one self or the other prevailed.

"Wait, wait, wait," Julie interjected, yanking Lily's spotlight off of me. "Don't answer yet. I have a great idea!" 

Everyone's interest was piqued. Julie seemed to command a certain authority and respect from all of them—actually, not too different from the effect she tended to have on me. She had a natural charisma. 

She continued, "Let's play 'I never'!"

Everyone seemed to love the idea. Julie turned to me. "Have you ever played?"

"No, what is it?" I asked.

"Well, it's basically a drinking game. One person starts by saying something they've never done. Then we go around the table, and each person has to either say that they've never done it—honestly—or, if they have done it, they have to take a drink instead. And if the person who starts actually has done the thing that they mention, then they have to take a drink, too. Get it?"

Of course, it sounded risky—the truth always is. But something deep inside of me wanted the truth to set it free! 

"Sure, I'm game!" I announced.

* * * PART IV (in Drew's voice) * * *

I couldn't believe that Sara was putting up with all of Lily's questions! I mean, I knew that Sara had a definite wild streak, but sometimes it's easier to be a little wild when you're anonymous, as Sara was to us several months ago. But now that we knew each other face to face, I couldn't help but worry that Sara would become embarrassed by Lily's antics.

Yet Sara seemed exhilarated by it all, her chest heaving with excited breaths. A selfish part of me wanted to hear her answer! Aside from Lily and Steve, Sara was the only other person that Julie and I had invited into our sex life—albeit for a fleeting moment. The images of our last encounter had danced in my imagination throughout the past few months, and the ecstasy of our brief encounter only made me desire to meet her again.

Julie's suggestion was perfect. I didn't want to scare Sara away—we had all already become so fond of her. Playing this game was a perfect opportunity to come to know each other more intimately. Julie's games always worked a certain magic.

Before we could begin, all of us needed a fresh round a drinks. Fortunately, Heather's timing was impeccable, and she brought by another round for us just as Julie finished explaining the rules. Thanks to Lily, now all I could think about as I watched Heather strut away was the image of her getting her brains fucked out while Sara listened intently through the walls! Wow... thank you, Lily.

"Okay, then," Julie's voice broke into my wandering thoughts. "Lily, since you have been so open with us all, why don't you begin?"

Lily smirked and stuck her tongue mockingly at Julie. Julie giggled and raised her glass to Lily, prodding her to begin.

"Okay," Lily said with a grin. "I never..." She glanced over at Sara, as if to challenge her directly. "I never got turned on from listening to my roommate getting fucked!"

Lily took a huge gulp of her drink, admitting what we already knew, that she herself did get turned on from it! This drew laughter from everyone at the table. Lily was relentless. 

"You really want the answer to this question, don't you!" Steve said, tickling Lily's ribs.

"I just want everyone else to admit that I'm not the only one!" Lily laughed back.

"Okay, fair enough," said Julie. "Drew?" she prompted, signaling that it was my turn.

I smiled around at everyone and then held up my drink to Lily, giving her the confirmation she so desperately wanted. Lily clapped gleefully as I took the obligatory swig from my beer.

Lily looked now for Julie to take her turn, confident that she knew the answer already. 

Julie began, "I nev... nah, who am I kidding!" She threw back a big slurp of her drink. Julie giggled and struggled not to spit the liquor from her mouth. Sara started laughing along with her, and the rest of us joined in until Julie finally managed to swallow. 

She wiped a few drips from her grinning lips and confessed, "What can I say? Lily's right—listening to someone else get an orgasm is the best foreplay there is!" She added, "Well, almost."

I was so glad to see Sara having a good laugh at all of this. We certainly had done more than enough to make her uncomfortable, but I should have known that she would share the same silly streak that always led us into these sexual games.

"Okay, Sara... your turn," Lily prompted as the laughter wore down.

Sara composed herself, tucking a few errant wisps of hair behind her ears. Smugly, she wetted her lips, preparing to give Lily her answer. She stared Lily down, not quite ready to give in just yet. Then, as a bright smile came across her face, Sara lifted her drink and coyly pressed her lips around the straw. Smiling all the while, she sucked down this admission of her guilty pleasure as Lily cheered gleefully. Sara held back her laughter until she finished her long sip. 

As she set down her glass, the rest of us cheered her for her honesty, which nearly made her blush. Unable to wipe the smile off her face, Sara threw up her hands and shrugged her shoulders, accepting our praise. Considering what I knew of Sara from the past, I couldn't help but be surprised at how bashful she was about admitting something so relatively mild! But at the same time, there was something endearing about her thinly veiled sensuality.

Steve's turn was next. He imitated Sara, throwing up his hands and finishing the round by taking a gulp from his beer. 

"See!" Lily gloated. "Every single one of you gets off on it!"

Lily was another one who surprised me. Before getting involved with Julie and I, she had been completely bashful about sex! She had been barely able to talk about it with her boyfriends or with her best friend, Julie. Even when the four of us started fucking each other, it was Julie and I who had to initiate. But lately, Lily exuded a newfound confidence—for her, our relationship had been a genuine awakening.

Lily positively glowed as we had acquiesced to her. She was twice vindicated. First by forcing us to admit to our guilty pleasures, but also by drawing us all into her erotic mood. We had all given ourselves over to her, and she beamed with self-satisfaction. I loved it when Lily got like this. There was something so sexy about that playful, devil-may-care attitude—it reminded me of Julie. 

Lily leaned forward, placing her elbows on the table. Her long, black hair dangled over her bare shoulders, and her soft, brown eyes pierced through me. She wore a sleeveless black top with a temptingly low neckline composed of round folds of silken cloth. I deliberately let her notice me as I checked her out, letting her know that her game had drawn me in. 

Lily smugly acknowledged me, and wetting her lips, instructed me, "Your turn to start a new round."

I smiled, already having settled on what I would say when my turn had come. Glancing at the expectant faces around the table, I offered my challenge: "I never kissed a member of the same sex."

Lily grinned immediately, happy to see that I was keeping with the tone that she had set. 

Steve smiled at the idea, but asked, "Wait. You should be clearer... it doesn't count if it was your grandfather or your baby cousin, right?"

"Good call," I responded. "I never kissed a member of the same sex... with tongue."

This brought laughter all around. I turned to Julie, and waited for her to take her turn.

"What, you're not going to drink?" she chided.

"Very funny," I replied. "You've encouraged me to do a lot of things that I never thought I'd do, but you haven't gotten me to do that one!"

Julie nudged me with her elbow, and out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Sara smirking to herself. Julie sat forward, now ready to take her turn. She looked so gorgeous in her sexy red dress, and I couldn't help but conjure up images of what I knew she would now have to admit.

"Hmm," Julie began, pretending to search her memory. "Have I ever kissed another woman... with tongue?" She glanced at Sara, knowing that Sara was the only person here who didn't already know the answer. Then she glanced at Steve and I, tauntingly running her tongue over her flush red lips. And then, holding her eyes on Lily, Julie lifted her glass to her lips and quietly admitted to swapping tongues with her best friend.

Sara's eyes widened, realizing Julie was insinuating that it was Lily she had kissed! Lily's smirk was enough to confirm Sara's suspicions, and she seemed to be slowly piecing together a picture of the relationship the four of us shared.

This must have emboldened Sara, because as soon as Julie set down her drink, Sara leaned forward, anxious to take her turn. Resting her sky-blue bosom on the table along with her elbows, she studied each of our expectant faces with a new glow of confidence. 

"Guess I'd better make sure I have another drink on the way," Sara toasted as she swiftly poured the drink into her mouth.

"That's so hot!" Steve opined. 

As Sara pulled her glass away from her juicy pink lips, I'm sure that Steve, like me, couldn't help but imagine those lips locked in a steamy kiss with her roommate, Heather. We, of course, didn't know whether Heather was the other woman, but a guy can dream.

Sara smiled at Steve, quite willing to let his imagination run wild. But just as he was becoming lost in thought, Sara raised an eyebrow, prompting Steve to take his turn.

Steve chuckled. "Hot women kissing... that's sexy. Two hetero dudes kissing... not so sexy," he prefaced. "I never kissed a member of the same sex with tongue."

Sara feigned a pouty look. "Says you. I don't like these double standards!"

"I agree!" seconded Lily, elbowing Steve in the side.

"Oh, come on," Steve protested. "Would you women really like to watch your boyfriend make out with some other guy?"

"Well, okay," Sara jumped in. "I admit it doesn't do much for me, but guys can be so uptight about being intimate with each other. Would you still be afraid of getting close to another guy if I it meant that I would be fucking both of you?"

Steve was taken aback. This was more open than Sara had been all night! This was the unabashed woman I had expected her to be. Julie and Lily seemed to share my excitement that Sara was finally coming out of her shell. Steve, for his part, was a little flustered from being put on the spot!

Sara seemed to have a brief moment of shyness upon hearing her own words and added, "Hypothetically speaking. Sorry Lily."

Steve chuckled, glad that she now seemed to share his discomfort. 

Lily jumped right in, "No, no... I don't mind if he answers. God knows, if I didn't have him wrapped around my finger, you'd be just his type!"

Steve smiled, his discomfort returning, and answered, "Okay. Hypothetically speaking, if Lily didn't have me wrapped around her little finger," he winked at Lily, "and she does... but if she didn't, and you wanted to get it on with me and another guy... um, yeah, I'd do it!"

Laughter erupted. Sara blushed at Steve's enthusiasm—hypothetical as it may have been—for fucking her.

"Okay, okay," Lily chimed in. "Let's embarrass someone other than Sara for a change," she said, winking at her.

"That's okay," Sara replied. "I can handle it... I... I mean, the embarrassment, not two guys at once... well, not that I couldn't..." 

She was fumbling all over her words, and each twist had us bursting into laughter again and again. If Sara wasn't embarrassed before, she certainly was now! 

"Okay, Lily was right, let's embarrass someone other than me!" she laughed.

"Okay," Lily said, fighting off her laughter. "It's my turn anyway, and I'm afraid I'll have to drink to this one, too!" By this point, we all knew that Lily's tongue was no stranger to Julie's mouth, so it was no surprise when she took a confessional sip from her drink.

"Alright," Julie said, moving the game along. "Guess that makes it my turn." She put her finger to her lips, searching her thoughts. "I'm really going to have to stretch my imagination to think of something I've never done!"

Julie's admission seemed to assuage Sara's embarrassment. If we were just talking about doing two guys at once, and Julie still can't think of something she's never done... I saw Sara piecing it together. Steve and I, of course, understood all too well why Julie had to think.

"Okay, I've got it," Julie finally announced. "Believe it or not, I've never had sex outdoors."

There was a certain irony in Julie's confession, considering that we had a penchant for having sex in all sorts of inappropriate places indoors! Having a roof over our heads was a mere technicality. Sara, of course, could appreciate that irony as well. In fact, I think Julie's "believe it or not" was directed more at Sara than the rest of us.

Julie seemed satisfied, having come up with something exotic that she had never attempted. For my part, I was already scheming on outdoor places where Julie and I could go to have sex! But when Julie passed the turn to Sara, my attention snapped back to the game.

Sara reached for her drink. "Wow, haven't you ever been camping?" she asked Julie, inserting a juicy detail about herself for Steve and I to ponder.

"Well, sure," Julie replied. "But tents count as indoors, don't they?"

"Oh," Sara said, putting her drink back down. "Well, then I have to think again... nope, then I guess I never had sex outdoors."

She appeared somewhat disappointed. Perhaps she had wanted to lay claim to doing something that Julie hadn't done. Julie nudged her, sharing her disappointment, and the two of them giggled over the intriguing idea of having sex under nothing but the open sky.

"Alright, Steve," Julie prompted.

Steve glanced at Lily. "Funny you should mention camping," Steve started.

"No way!" I called out immediately. Lily and Steve had gone camping just last month and came back saying that it was one of the best trips of their lives. Was he saying what I thought he was saying?

Lily read my surprise correctly. "Yep," she confessed. "We're both going to have to drink to this one!" And the two of them swallowed their admission.

"Wow," Julie said, turning to Sara to explain. "They just want camping... what was it? Three weeks ago?" Steve nodded. "You never told me about that!" Julie protested to Lily.




The Seduction of Sara Ch. 01



Lily shrugged. "It never came up!"

"So wait," Sara interrupted. "You mean... no tent, no sleeping bag, no camper... just the two of you out in the middle of the woods?"

Lily smiled widely, eating up Sara's curiosity. "Well, actually," she began to answer, "not in the woods exactly. We were camping on a large lake, and we rented a row boat for the weekend... and well, with no one around in the middle of a big lake, you start to get ideas!"

"Unbelievable!" Julie gasped, giggling over her shock.

"So right there in broad daylight?" Sara persisted. I loved her hunger for the details!

"Oh yeah," answered Steve. "Right in the middle of the afternoon."

Sara was absolutely tickled by the idea, and she seemed to be waiting anxiously for more details. How much did she want them to tell right here in the bar?!

But Lily was willing to indulge her. The bar was slowly emptying, but there were enough people within earshot if they wanted to eavesdrop. Lily leaned in across the table, and Sara immediately pulled in closely to hear anything Lily had to say. The rest of us followed suit.

"Well, okay," Lily began in a low voice. "It was a beautiful sunny day, and once we had rowed out to the middle of the lake, we decided to go swimming. So I stripped down to my bikini and Steve to his shorts, and we dove into the lake. The lake was really warm from the hot sun, and the water felt amazing."

I couldn't believe Lily was getting into the whole story! Sara was completely captivated, along with the rest of us.

Lily continued, "Well, Steve and I started splashing and chasing each other around. I let him chase me, but I started swimming back to the boat once I got tired. Steve caught up with me as I grabbed onto the boat, and once he wrapped his arms around my waist, I really started to get turned on!"

Lily's story had us all turned on! Sara bit her lip and nodded repeatedly, urging Lily to continue. Lily grinned, getting a kick out of our fascination with her story. 

She went on. "Well, we started making out, and Steve had me pressed against the side of the boat as we each held onto it with one hand. Things got pretty hot and heavy, and as Steve started to unclasp my bikini top, I asked if we should head back to camp. Well, Steve was clearly not in the mood to wait because he started glancing around the lake. I could tell what he was thinking! I looked around with him, and there was no one in sight."

Julie placed her hand on my thigh as we both sat in suspense. I was really turned on, and I could tell that Julie was, too. 

Lily didn't hesitate to continue. "The thought of having sex, right there in the middle of the lake had really piqued my excitement. Could we really get away with it? Well, before I knew it, Steve had pulled off my bikini top and thrown it into the boat! Within moments, both of our bottoms were off, too! Well, if you've ever been skinny dipping, then you know how amazing it feels to have that warm, fresh water against your skin."

The rest of us nodded, completely under Lily's spell. 

She went on. "It was so liberating to feel our bodies against each other in the middle of this beautiful lake. And well..." 

Lily paused, not sure how much more of the story she wanted to divulge. But as we all begged her with our wide-eyed looks, she took a deep breath and continued.

"Well, there was a lot touching and groping and making out, but if you've never tried it, you should know... as hot as it looks in the movies, having sex under water is not so easy!" 

We all laughed. Not one had the guts to ask Lily what happened next, but every single one of us pleaded with our eyes to know more.

Lily was adoring the attention. She cast her eyes downward while biting the bottom lip of her prideful smile. Then, as we all hoped, she lifted her eyes to us again and continued. 

"So I turned around and pulled myself up into the boat. Steve followed, almost tipping the thing!" She slapped Steve's arm playfully, cutting the tension that she had created. But she went on.

"So there we were, both completely naked on a row boat in broad daylight! But laying there under the glory of the completely blue sky was such a turn on! So I laid Steve down on the wooden floor of the boat, and we made that boat rock!"  

With that, Lily tapped her hand on the table and sat back into the booth with a satisfied grin. Each of us had been filling in the details in our mind, and Lily was quite conscious of the fact that she was helping each on of us to get off on her story! We all slumped back into our seats, completely mesmerized.

"Wow," I was the first to say. "You sure know how to tell a story!"

Lily couldn't wipe the smile from her face. She giggled, amused by how far she was willing to take the story, with Sara listening.

"Alright," I said, anxious not to let the fun stop there. "Well, after hearing that, I'm really disappointed to answer that... I never had sex outdoors!"

Sara and Julie nodded in agreement, their mouths nearly salivating over the juicy images Lily had just painted. Sara must have been very pleased that she had pressed Lily to tell the story. Her insatiable curiosity intrigued me. Still aroused from Lily's story, I was yearning to know what Sara would offer when her turn came. And it was that time.

"Sara," I cooed. "I believe that makes it your turn."



The Seduction of Sara Ch. 02



* * * PART V (in Sara's voice) * * *

My body had quivered with excitement as I listened to Lily describe every steamy detail of her outdoor tryst. The exhilaration of committing their naked bodies to the open air... the uncertainty of being discovered by prying eyes... it was hot! As Lily brought her tale to a close, I took a long sip from my drink to calm my nerves. My senses were heightened, and the liquor warmed my insides. 

I hadn't felt this way in a long time. I had once been so carefree about sex, giving myself over to my wildest fantasies, unselfconscious about what people would think. Unfortunately, it was precisely that propensity that had made the split with my ex-boyfriend so embarrassing and so shattering to my personality. But it was just this old personality that I now saw reflecting in my four new friends. They were mirrors to my true self. As I came to feel a greater and greater affection for them, I once again began to feel at home in my own body and its deepest desires. The self-deprecations of the past few months were so many judgments lifted by the openness with which I had been accepted into this circle of friends.

The five of us glowed. Our faces, like the rest of our bodies, were flush with the hot blood that was seeping into the capillaries of our searing flesh. And every burnt into me as Drew called upon me to take my turn. What could I say to keep kindling this fire?

Immediately, my curiosity answered for me. From the moment I had met my four new friends, I could sense a mysterious intimacy among them. What was their story? How was it that four people came to have the kind of openness and trust that even the most intimate lovers struggle to achieve? My curiosity burned and issued a challenge.

Not knowing the inferno it would ignite, I spoke. "I never had sex with multiple partners."

And it was true—I never had. However, just mouthing the words twisted an old thorn in my side. Just this summer I had wanted to try a threesome. But my boyfriend had been unwilling to go that road with me. His unwillingness, and his ridicule, had been the sting of embarrassment that hadn't really worn off until this very night. But at this moment I was unconcerned about my own history—it was the history of my four new friends that I longed to bring to light.

As I issued my challenge, I could immediately tell I was on to something. Furtively, the four of them glanced around at each other. Had a pushed the envelope too far? However, as each of their faces slowly lit up with the sly smiles of criminals whose clever plot had been discovered, I began to suspect that I had pushed the envelope exactly far enough.

Were my suspicions confirmed? My pulse raced as I wondered if had stumbled onto a truth even juicier than I had suspected. The silence was too prolonged for my suspicion to be wholly false. And the silence was unbearably tense!

The four of them seem to reach an unspoken consensus, and their sly, smirking faces turned back to me. Each smirk seemed to ask: do you really want to know the answer?

As I glanced around the table, images of a foursome began to flash before my mind —their hot, naked bodies sweat-drenched and tangled together. Could this be the secret that their smirking faces seemed to suggest? 

I could tell that their reluctance was a house of cards. Each hesitating smirk disguised a burning desire to let me into their world. Unafraid, I walked through the door that they offered me, bringing the house of cards down around us. 

"Well?" I challenged, setting my eyes expectantly on Steve. It was his turn to answer my challenge.

All of us slowly leaned into table, just as we had done when Lily told her story. Steve smiled, not sure how he wanted to respond. And then, taking courage from his friends, he lifted his glass into the air. Before he could bring it to his lips, however, Julie, Drew, and Lily all reached for their glasses and lifted them to a toast with Steve.

I was right! The realization hit like a surge of electricity through my brain! Each of them smiled brightly at me, pressing the truth into me with their eyes. Their intimacy was no mere friendship—the four of them had fucked each other!

I was now completely at a loss for how to respond. The four of them drank deeply from their glasses. As each glass returned to the table, the confession was complete. My mind raced, and I immediately found myself unable to contain my thoughts.

"Oh my god!" I blurted. "Are you serious?!" I couldn't help but laugh, absolutely tickled by the idea.

All four heads nodded earnestly as they joined my laughter. 

"That is so hot!" I couldn't help but admit. Each of them was blushing with the immodesty of having bared their souls to me, but none of them hide their excited smiles. "So hot!" I repeated. 

A good bout of laughter seemed to clear the air. Their secret had been but a thin veil surrounding the four of them. But they had now invited me behind the veil, and I now shared the intimacy of their private world.

"So, okay," I finally said, not too sure what I wanted to ask. My palpable unease brought forth another round of giggles. But I continued, "So you mean... all four of you... together?"

Still beaming with excitement, Julie nodded wholeheartedly. 

"Wow," I remarked with profundity. I looked, wide-eyed, around the circle. Julie, Drew, Lily and Steve—each of their smirking faces was relishing my curiosity.

"So..." I continued, not quite sure how to ask all the questions I was dying to ask.

Julie interjected, "You're dying to know more, aren't you?"

"Well... yeah!" I confessed, thankful that Julie sympathized with the curiosity that burned inside me. But I qualified myself, still unsure how much I could expect my new friends to reveal. "I mean, yeah, you've definitely piqued by curiosity. But..."

"Do you want to hear the story?" Julie interrupted, raising her eyebrows at me. "I think we'd all be okay if you knew." Julie glanced around as everyone eagerly agreed.

Not quite believing what I was about to do, I answered, "Okay... that's a story I'd love to hear."

Julie's smile became even brighter. Glancing around again at the faces of her intimate friends, she leaned in over the table, and we all drew in closely to hear what she would say.

After a dramatic pause, Julie spoke. "It all began in April. Drew was living in Boston, and he had come to visit for the weekend. Steve had just moved to the city, and we decided to introduce him to Lily..."

The incandescent votive candles reflected onto our faces as we were drawn into Julie's tale. Drew, Lily and Steve were just as enraptured as I was, probably anxious to discover just how much of the story Julie was willing to tell. I felt a deep kinship with each of them. There was an inner beauty to them that mirrored their outer appearances. As we leaned closely together, clinging to Julie's voice, I fell deeply into each of their eyes, transporting myself into their world.

"...It was that weekend, in fact, that we last came to this very bar." I snapped my eyes onto Julie, realizing that I had played a part in the story she was about to tell! Julie's soft eyes were reassuring, and I found myself trusting her to reveal anything she wished to tell.

"Well, that night, Steve and Lily really hit it off. Drew and I were thrilled to see our two best friends falling for each other. So the next night, we invited Steve over to the apartment to watch a movie with the rest of us."

I couldn't believe it. She skipped over the entire night at the bar! Everyone else glanced around when they realized that she had left out a crucial part of the story. Even Steve seemed disturbed. Had he found out what happened that night? Did he know that I was a part of it?

Still, everyone seemed to let Julie pass over the details of that evening, perhaps assuming that it was too private for her to reveal. Hanging on her every word, we let her continue.

"So we were all sitting around watching the movie, and after it was over, we started talking about this one scene that took place at a lingerie fashion show. Well, I don't know what came over me, but before I knew it I was suggesting that Lily and I put on a fashion show for the guys!"

Steve and Drew nodded, remembering the night fondly. I cast Julie and Lily a surprised look, but smiled, encouraging Julie to continue.

"You see, that day Lily and I had just done some lingerie shopping ourselves. And we were both really excited about the sexy little outfits we had bought. Well, as soon as I mentioned the idea of showing the outfits to Steve and Drew, the idea took on a life of its own! Ever since I helped Lily pick out her lingerie, I was dying to see the look on Steve's face when Lily finally showed it to him. And even though I had picked out my own lingerie with Drew in mind, there was something so hot about letting Steve get a peek at what Drew would get to enjoy!"

Everyone nodded, agreeing completely with Julie's description of the mood that night. I could just imagine the looks Steve and Drew must have had on their faces when Julie made her devilish suggestion! Glancing down at Julie and Lily's bodies, I understood at once how they could have had the confidence of lingerie models. I wondered whether I would have been so bold in the same situation and eagerly listened to Julie continue.

"When Lily and I went into her room to change, we had an even better idea. We would put our regular clothes back on over the lingerie. Just when the guys began to think we had chickened out, we'd give them the show of a lifetime!

"Just as we suspected, the poor guys looked utterly disappointed when we emerged in our regular clothes. But boy did their faces light up when we put on some music and started to dance for them!"

My heart was palpitating with excitement as I watched Steve and Drew react. They were completely enamored with Julie and Lily, reliving the euphoria of that night as Julie described it for us.

"Lily and I teased the two of them mercilessly, eventually stripping down to our skimpy lingerie. Drew and Steve—their reactions were so priceless. For Lily and I, it became a game to see just how much of a rise we could get out of them.... no pun intended," Julie smirked.

"But it's true. The guys were looking quite uncomfortable in their pants, especially when Lily and I started to grind on them! I was getting a kick out of watching Lily work her magic on Steve. Believe it or not, she was once not nearly as outgoing as she has been tonight!"

Julie and Lily exchanged smiles, and Julie went on. "Well, the more I felt their eyes on me, the more turned on I became! Lily and I were having the time of our lives toying Drew and Steve's lust, but it was becoming clear that all of us were starting to want more than a tease!"

Julie took a deep breath, preparing the next part of the story. More than a tease? I was dying to find out what she meant!

"As I watched Lily grind her scantily-clad body into Steve's crotch, and as I rubbed myself against Drew, I couldn't help but want the guys to give us something in return! But Lily beat me to the punch. She demanded that the guys strip for us, too!"

I glanced around at Drew and Steve, who were grinning with delight to hear this story from Julie's perspective. Both of them seemed to be shifting uncomfortably, and as I realized that both of them must have been as aroused as I was, I began to wish I could have seen them strip off those clothes! They both had gorgeous, muscular bodies—and to keep two women like Julie and Lily satisfied, they must have been swinging some incredible pipe!

Julie's voice interrupted that thought. "Lily and I pulled them off the couch and took the spectator's seats for ourselves. And the guys put on an excellent show! By the time Drew got down to his boxers, I was dying to jump his bones! And when the guys—both only in their boxers—started swinging their hips in our faces, I started getting even more devilish ideas! Poor Lily and Steve. Even though they were really into each other, they barely knew one another at this point—and here I was, about to put them in the most awkward situation of their lives!"

Lily and Steve laughed in agreement, seeming to remember how uncomfortable they had felt. What had Julie done? What was so devilish that it made Lily and Steve, even now, start squirming in their seats?! I was locked in suspense as I waited for Julie to continue.

"Well, I couldn't help myself!" Julie insisted. "The mood was set. With the four of us down to our underwear, was it really going to stop there? I glanced over at Lily and Steve. The most playful, most mischievous part of me didn't just want them to hook up—I wanted to make it happen!"

Julie leaned in even closer, preparing to make her revelation. We pulled in so closely that our foreheads nearly touched. And then she spoke.

"Completely aware of the line I was about to cross, I grabbed Drew's boxers and dropped them to the floor!"

My pulse quickened as the impact of Julie's words exploded into my mind. The image was so vivid: I pictured Drew staring down at Julie, half-naked as she sprung loose his anxious erection! What was going through Steve and Lily's minds as they watched Julie disrobe her boyfriend in front of them?!

Julie voice raced with exhilaration. She couldn't seem to restrain herself from revealing each and every detail of what happened next!

"Lily and Steve were astonished. But neither of them could help but wonder what I was up to! So I indulged them! To Drew's utter shock, I grabbed him and began to rub his cock right there in front of our friends!"

My jaw dropped. I couldn't believe Julie was telling me all of this! She didn't seem to believe it herself. Even as she spoke the words, she seemed surprised at herself, and yet she seemed to get a certain giddy pleasure out of speaking so openly!

"Steve was so shocked, he almost tried to drag Lily out of the room! Damn fool!" she winked at Steve. "Well, Lily wasn't about to let him go..." Julie paused, keeping us in suspense. "...so she start started rubbing his cock, too! And you'd better believe that made him stay put!"

Steve and Drew were getting a kick out of hearing Julie give such graphic detail. There's no better way to pad a man's ego than to talk adoringly about his cock! And Steve and Drew couldn't hide their excitement at seeing my reactions!

"Well, the next thing I knew, I was watching Lily suck Steve off! And they were watching me go down on Drew! It was one of the most erotic moments of my life!"

My throat went dry. Just hearing Julie speak these words was one of the most erotic moments of my life! I could just barely begin to imagine how hot it would be to watch my best friend give a blow job! I had always had a sort of twisted curiosity to see what my friends did behind closed doors—but to actually sit there and watch, to let my friends show me their most intimate moments—the idea blew my mind!

"I thought that I would be self-conscious about letting someone other than Drew watch me give a blow job," Julie confessed. "But realizing how hot Lily looked as she took Steve into her mouth, I brimmed with confidence. I had an insatiable desire to give Lily and Steve the same kind of show, and let them see just how sexy it was to watch me make Drew come with my mouth!"

The more Julie told, the juicier her descriptions became. Her words had me so turned on that I almost feared I would start to get off right there in the booth!

"Of course, the guys were even more turned on than we were. Drew was as hard as I had ever felt him! And Steve's cock was visibly throbbing as Lily put her lips on it. Sara," she said, reminding me that this whole story was for my benefit, "it was fucking amazing!"

I smiled with fascination, trying to hide the tremors that were rumbling through my body. I nodded, trying to speak but unable to make a sound with my blanched throat. I cleared my throat and answered, "That's the most amazing thing I've ever even heard!"

Julie's face lit up immediately, and she seemed delighted to see that she hadn't scared me off. On the contrary! She had drawn me in! With the four of them pressed in tightly all around me, I almost felt as if I had been there in the moments Julie had described. I could almost feel the heat of their bodies against mine, the silky touch of lingerie that the guys had felt grinding against their skin, the feeling of their ravenous eyes upon me as I let a hard cock press between my lips.

The four of them giggled, giddy to have the details of their erotic night out in the open. I felt as if the five of us were entangled in an orgy of words. Inevitably, our bodies had become sexualized in the heat of the story, and I couldn't help but feel an attraction to each one of them. Julie wetted her lips, anxious to say more. Irresistibly, I imagined her beautiful lips planting wet kisses on the tip of Drew's erection. The only thing that could have shaken me out of this moment was what she said next.

"Of course," she paused, "that was only the beginning."

I blinked several times, trying to register Julie's words. Julie giggled at my bewilderment. "But I won't overwhelm you with all that just yet," she teased.

Just yet? Oh how I longed to be overwhelmed! Julie had set free a horde of desires within me that had long been repressed. Oh how I wanted that horde to consume me! I wanted to give myself over to my new friends. I wanted to have each of them with the intimacy with which they had each other. But was I merely a guest in their world for this one night? Was I destined to feel the warmth of their hospitality only to become a nuisance if I overstayed my welcome? Perhaps I could only enter their world by opening my world to them in return.

"Oh, you've already overwhelmed me!" I answered Julie, laughing. "In the best possible way!"

The four of them laughed along with me, relieved to hear my enthusiasm. I felt their eyes burn against my body. Could it be that they felt the same lust for me that I did for them? That hope smoldered inside me.

There was a long silence as we all waited to see if Julie would continue. Julie simply stared into my eyes, smiling. What was she thinking right now as her eyes pierced through me?

Julie blinked, snapping out of her pensive stare. "I'm sorry, Steve," she said. "I interrupted the game before you got to take your turn!"

Laughing, Steve replied, "You can interrupt me any time you want if you're going to tell a story like that!"

Julie smiled, coyly taking a sip from her drink. "Well, the game must go on," Julie said, putting her drink back on the table.

She commanded her usual authority, and Steve went to work thinking about his turn. We all slouched back into our seats, disappointed that story time was over.

* * * PART VI (in Drew's voice) * * *

I was hard as a rock after hearing Julie recount our first night with Lily and Steve. As Julie's lips dripped each sumptuous detail, I had watched Sara's every reaction, her astonishment and fascination. Julie's words seemed to rub Sara just the right way, teasing her and pleasuring her with every syllable. Watching the two of them go at it, watching Sara's imagination churn with images of Julie and Lily giving us blow jobs—it was enough to nearly bring me over the edge.

What was Julie up to? She and Sara were so much alike. It was no wonder they had become instant friends. But Julie was clearly up to more than that. The teasing, the sexual playfulness—this was a part of Julie's personality that came out only with me, and more recently, with Lily and Steve. Whatever Julie's intentions were, I could tell that Sara was hooked. And as we all waited eagerly for Steve to continue our little game, I wondered how far Sara's curiosity would take her.




The Seduction of Sara Ch. 02



"Okay," Steve resolved. We all perked up. "Lily and I had sex outdoors, but there was no one around. What I've never done is... I never had sex in public."

Lily was the first I saw to grin. "Good one!" she exclaimed.

Glancing at Sara, I could actually see the shiver go down her spine! If Sara's turn had set a trap for the four of us, then it was Steve's turn that had set the trap for her! Would it be her turn to confess what happened in this very bar five months ago?

"Wait," Lily said. "So what exactly counts as 'sex'? There's a lot of stuff you can do in public that's not... well, you know, penetration."

Lily made a thrusting movement with her fist as she spoke the word 'penetration,' which drew laughter all around.

"Well, you know what I mean!" Lily insisted.

I knew exactly what she meant. Lily had been witness to what Julie and I had done publicly on the very night we first met Sara. And Lily clearly wanted Julie and I to confess this to Sara as well. Only Lily didn't realize that Sara already knew! Lily had seen only the part that Julie and I had played, and we never told her about Sara. If Steve took Lily's bait, then this was really the trap Sara had been surely dreading!

Of course, Steve was caught by Lily's hook. After our first weekend together, Lily had told him all the details of that night—all the ones she knew, at least. Steve wanted to expose us now as much as Lily did!

"Oh, of course," answered Steve. "Yeah, not just...penetration," he smirked, imitating Lily's thrusting motion. "Let's say, third base and beyond."

The trap had been set. Lily grinned, sitting up against the table as she eagerly took her turn. "Well, I can't say I've had the pleasure," she smirked. "I never had sex in public. Drew?" she prompted immediately.

Lily rocked eagerly in her seat, taunting me with her eyes. Julie and I smiled at each other. 

"Here's to sex in public," I laughed, lifting my glass. I glanced at Sara out of the corner of my eye as I threw back several gulps of beer. She was, of course, unsurprised, and she smiled knowingly at me as she watched me drink.

"To sex in public," Julie added immediately, raising her own glass. Steve and Lily were giddy, laughing hysterically as they congratulated themselves on catching us in their trap.

But as Julie set down her drink, Sara's voice cut through the laughter. 

"To sex in public!" she exclaimed, raising her glass to Julie and I. She wore a proud smile on her face, and her sudden admission brought Steve and Lily's laughter to a halt. Their jaws dropped open. 

How wrong they had been to assume that the four of us were the only ones with dirty secrets! Sara had turned the tables on them, and as they realized what had just happened, they burst into laughter again!

Sara cast them a huge smile as she continued to hold her glass in the air. Not to leave her hanging, Julie grabbed up her own glass again and joined Sara's toast. I followed suit, and the three of us toasted, "To sex in public!" In no time, the five of us were in hysterics.

Tears streamed down our faces as we struggled to shake off the contagious laughter. Steve and Lily were the last to finally compose themselves. As they fought through the last of their giggles, Sara cut them off. 

"Well, should I tell the story?" she asked the two of them, eagerly.

My heart leapt. Sara was hooked! She wanted to play the same games with us that we had been playing with her. Oh, how I would love to hear her tell this story!

"Yes!" Julie cut in before Lily or Steve could answer. Sara's eyes slowly turned to meet Julie's, and the corners of her mouth turned up into a grin. Julie had just given her permission to tell the whole story. 

Sara's body was alive with excitement. She took a deep breath, pressing out her gorgeous chest. My eyes wandered down toward the peeking cleavage of her breasts as she leaned in to begin her tale.

Once again, we all huddled together around the glow of the votive candles. Lily and Steve were surging with curiosity. Our excited faces begged Sara to speak. And then, the first words of the story dripped from Sara's soft, pink lips.

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting to do anything sexual when I went out that night. But it wasn't too long ago, that right here in this very bar, my ex-boyfriend and I ended up doing just that!"

Lily and Steve's jaws dropped open again. Sara was intentionally trying to shock them, and it worked. Still, Lily and Steve could not have put the pieces together just yet. At what point would they figure out that Sara's story was one and the same with our own?

Sara smiled at their astonishment and went on. "Right over there," she pointed, "at that table, in fact. Heather had just started working here, and my boyfriend and I had come out to the bar to give her a little support. Matt and I had been sitting and talking for hours, watching Heather make her rounds. Just watching Heather was entertainment enough. She totally knew how to work the male customers for tips. Matt and I had even decided to make a game of it—drinking every time she flirted or flashed a little skin."

Lily and Steve smiled at the idea and listened intently to Sara's every word. Julie and I patiently waited for the bomb to drop.

"Well," Sara paused, trying to suppress a smile, "there was one point in the night when Heather was bringing the check to the table across the bar from us. And, just as we had watched her do several times that night, Heather 'accidentally' dropped her pen on the floor by their table. Of course, she was wearing a tiny little skirt like the one she's wearing tonight. Matt and I clinked our glasses as we watched Heather give the guys a little peek up her skirt as she bent over to get the pen!"

Sara wetted her lips as we all chuckled. "Well, just as we glanced down to the floor to watch her get the pen, Matt nudged my side and drew my attention to the table that Heather had been serving. As Heather gave the guys a peek at her cute little ass, one of the guys at the table had his dick out!"

Lily and Steve's eyes bugged out. Was that enough to tip them off, I wondered? Sara cleverly avoided eye-contact with Julie and I as she told this part of the story, and we played it cool. I studied Lily and Steve's reactions for any sign of realization. So far, there was only surprise at Sara's story.

"But that's not even the start of it!" Sara pressed on. "As Matt and I looked closer, I was astonished. Not only was his dick out, but his girlfriend was sitting right next to him, jacking him off! It was so subtle that I don't even think we would have even noticed had Heather not drawn out attention under the table. But there it was, clear as day. While she let her boyfriend get a nice view up Heather's skirt, this chick was giving him a hand job right there under the table!"

It was surreal to hear Sara describe all of this from her own perspective. She must have been shocked out of her wits!

"I was completely..."

Lily shot up in her seat, interrupting Sara. "No way!!" she yelled excitedly. 

She shot glances back and forth between Sara, Julie and I, not sure who to address. Julie and I began to smirk, realizing that Lily had figured us out. 

"No way!!" Lily repeated. "Wait," she turned to Sara, "just tell me this. Were this guy and his girlfriend alone?"

Sara slowly let the suppressed smile appear upon her lips. "No, actually," she replied. "There was a particularly cute Hawaiian girl with them, and sexy, athletic-type guy that had been flirting with her all night."

"Oh...my...god," Lily responded. Steve's eyes, too, bugged out with the sudden realization. "What?!" Lily excitedly barked at Julie and I.

I shrugged, pleading guilty as charged. Julie grabbed Sara by the arm and pulled Sara's shoulder against herself. 

"That's the night that Sara and I met," she confessed, grinning at Lily and Steve.

"Unbelievable!" Lily blurted, voicing the shock that both she and Steve showed on their faces. "How come you never told me?!" Lily demanded, reaching across the table to slap Julie's arm. Lily wasn't angry, but she was completely shocked.

"It wasn't my place to tell!" Julie insisted, laughing at Lily's utter surprise. "Drew and I were the only people who knew that Sara was there. And once I met Sara afterwards, I couldn't just go around telling her secret."

"Whoa, whoa, wait," Lily interrupted. "Afterwards? And wait, why is this Sara's story? Ugh! I'm so confused!"

Julie, Sara, and I laughed at Lily's exasperation. Lily shook her head in disbelief. 

"Unbelievable! I can't believe Sara saw us that night! Wait, what exactly did you see?" Lily demanded of Sara. "Oh, man, I really have to hear the rest of this story!" she finally relinquished, laughing along with us now.

"Okay," Sara said, smiling with the devilish pride of having brought this all to light. "I'll tell you the rest. But if you think you're surprised now... just wait."

Lily again looked aghast. Neither she nor Steve were quite able to comprehend what had gone on that night. Anxiously, we all huddled back together and waited for Sara to continue.

"Well, I might as well officially introduce my characters now... So, Matt and I sat there watching Julie give Drew a hand job in the middle of a public bar! Heather didn't notice, but when she walked away, Julie kept going! And you and Steve were so involved in flirting with each other, that you didn't even notice!"

Lily laughed to herself, shaking her head in disbelief that Sara knew about all of this before she did! Sara continued. "Well, my heart was racing. I couldn't believe what I was seeing! And yet Matt and I couldn't stop watching! Julie was working him with such a slow, gentle rhythm... it was almost mesmerizing!"

I didn't think it was possible, but Sara had actually made Julie blush! Sara's effect on me was somewhat different. My cock swelled as she recounted her memories of watching Julie jack me off!

"Well, I was so impressed that Julie was brazen enough to be doing this in public—and subtly enough to go unnoticed by the people sitting at her own table! How Drew kept his cool without tipping off you and Steve, I have no idea!"

To this day, neither did I! Except that I knew that if we were busted, Julie would have to stop! Or so I thought.

"Well, Matt and I were reluctant to keep watching, afraid that we'd be caught looking. But we just couldn't restrain ourselves! The longer Julie stroked him, the more Drew seemed to lose control. His cock was so thick and hard in her hand, and I was in complete suspense to see what would happen!"

Sara nearly moaned out the words 'thick and hard,' and my dick immediately obeyed! Sara, like Julie, was even hotter than usual when she talked dirty like this!

"As we sat there, shamelessly watching Julie giving a hand job under the table, I started to wonder if Matt and I would have the same courage to try something like that. Matt was much more reserved than I was, and I wasn't sure how he would react if I ever suggested something a little dangerous. But watching Julie and Drew made my heart race with excitement! It was dangerous, and I loved the idea!

"Well," Sara gulped, "I had my danger soon enough! Because as I was staring what was going on under the table, I hadn't realized that we had been caught! Julie and Drew were looking right back over at us!"

Lily and Steve were aghast. "No way!" Lily blurted.

"Oh, yeah," Sara assured her. "It was completely obvious that Matt and I had been watching Julie jerk him off. There was no pretending that we hadn't seen it. It was such an awkward moment! But, of course, Julie and Drew must have felt even more exposed... literally!"

Julie and I laughed and nodded, remembering the horrifying yet thrilling feeling of being caught in the act.

"Well, I had been so turned on by watching the two of them that... well, it's hard to explain. For some reason, I felt the need to assure them that they shouldn't be embarrassed... that what they were doing was just fine by me! I caught Julie's eye and found myself beginning to smile at her. Julie smiled right back! The knowledge that we had each caught each other passed between us, and... and in that moment I had this indescribable urge to..."

Sara was searching for the words as we all waited eagerly for her to finish the thought. She stared into the light of the candles as their glow flickered warmly upon her face and on the soft, bare skin of her shoulders, neck and bosom. She smiled as she thought back to those uncanny moments, and lifting her eyes again to us, she found her words.

"Well, encouraged by Julie's smile, I found myself dropping my eyes back below their table. Watching me the whole time, Julie wrapped her hand more tightly around Drew's cock and began to jerk it in my direction! She wanted me to keep watching!

"Well, I can't really explain it... but before I knew it, I was fumbling for the zipper of Matt's fly! I don't even think he realized what was going on until I had managed to pull out his cock under the table!"

Lily and Steve were speechless as Julie and I thought back to that thrilling moment. "I know!" Sara answered to Lily and Steve's stunned looks. "I don't know what came over me either... but when I realized that Julie was essentially letting us watch as she gave Drew a hand job, it strangely felt natural to let her watch me, too!

"Stunned as he was, Matt was so turned on already from watching Julie that his erection was throbbing. Julie and Drew could hardly hide their surprise as I started jacking off Matt right in front of them!

"And by this point in the night, there was no one else in this section of the bar. It was just me and Matt on one side and the four of you on the other. As I started working my hand up and down Matt's shaft, I realized that no one but Julie and Drew could possibly see us. Being back in the corner, we would have seen anyone else come into this section of the bar before they got a glimpse at us. Well, that was enough to make me even bolder!"

Lily and Steve pulled in closely to hear what came next. They were completely entranced by Sara's voice.

"I started jerking on Matt's cock even faster. Drew looked so jealous! Julie could only keep up a slow pace without the two of you noticing, so Drew had been patiently enjoying her gentle strokes. But Matt and I had already become so turned on from watching Julie. Matt was so hard, and I wanted to get him off so badly!

"I could tell that Julie—and, of course, Drew—was really getting off on watching me give Matt this frantic hand job. And Matt and I continued to watch with awe as Julie methodically did a job on Drew's cock, too. I jerked and jerked, and I could tell Matt was starting to lose it. It was amusing to see him so helpless! He knew he was about to shoot his load, and here we were in the middle of a bar! But I wasn't about to stop!

"I smiled at Julie and Drew as I kept up my rapid pace, and they knew exactly what was about to happen. I was about to show Drew what he was dying to feel for himself! I could hear Matt quietly wincing, trying to suppress his voice. I loosened my grip, but continued to shuttle it up and down now just around his tip. Well, that finally put him over the edge, and I let him shoot his load into one hand as I rubbed him off with the other!"

Sara was not holding anything back! Perhaps it was the fact that we had already confessed so much to each other. Perhaps it was because we all seemed to eager to hear every dripping detail. Perhaps she was just really turned on! Whatever it was, we had become her adoring fans, and had urged her to let every graphic memory be known!

Sara's breath raced as she let these words slip off of her tongue. I remembered the night vividly, and I could almost feel Julie's hand upon me as I listened to Sara recount it.

Sara took a deep breath, collecting herself. "Feeling Matt come into my hand as Julie and Drew watched was, to this day, the most erotic moment of my life! If Matt could have fucked me right then and there, it would have been the most amazing sex I'd ever had!

"Well, Drew must have been just as turned on by watching it because I could tell that he was starting to lose it himself. As she watched me finish stroking Matt, Julie smiled, and I knew that she was about to make Drew come, too!

"What I didn't expect," Sara smiled at Lily, "was what she was about to do first!" Lily smirked and shook her head, knowing full well what Sara was about to report.

"Drew was clearly teetering on the brink when Julie's napkin fell to the floor. I was in suspense, praying that no one would look under the table for Julie's fallen napkin. But to my utter shock... to think I could actually be shocked at this point..." Sara digressed, but continued. "To my utter shock, Julie seemed to be actually asking Lily to get the napkin for her!"

Lily nodded, still in disbelief that Julie had done this to her. The rest of us laughed, knowing this part of the story from our own perspective. Still, we were dying to know what Sara had seen!

"So Lily... poor innocent Lily! She willingly crawled under the table to get the napkin, only to get a whole lot more!"

Lily covered her face, laughing uncontrollably.

"Well, I couldn't begin to imagine what Julie was up to, but clearly she had wanted Lily to see what happened next. Because it was just at that moment that Julie was bringing Drew to the point of no return! And she wasn't relenting for a second. She rubbed her hand mercilessly up and down his shaft. And knowing full well that Lily would be watching, she made Drew blow his load right there into her hand!

"The whole situation would have been completely comical if it wasn't so amazingly erotic! Drew was spouting so much come into Julie's hand, that I could see it overflowing down her fingers. Drew covered his face to hide the strain, and somehow Steve managed not to notice! With Lily bending over under the table, I guess it's no surprise that Steve's eyes were elsewhere," Sara chided.

"But Lily certainly noticed! Her jaw dropped open as she watched Julie milk Drew's cock right in front of her face. Just like the rest of us, I could tell she was intrigued! It wasn't until Drew had finished coming that Lily finally came up from under the table. Her face was pale with shock!"

All of us were getting a good laugh at Lily's expense. Of course, Lily laughed the whole thing off, more overwhelmed by the fact that Sara had seen the whole thing!

"Don't feel too embarrassed," Sara assured Lily. "I completely fell in love with the four of you that night! And now that I know what happened between all of you later that weekend... well, you're just the hottest people I've ever met!"

After this night, we were all completely in love with Sara, too. Her joyful personality was as dazzling as her beauty. We had all opened ourselves up to each other, and the five of us just clicked. Julie put her arm around Sara, and the two of them giggled over the details that Sara had just revealed.

"Wow," Lily began, just beginning to comprehend the enormity of Sara's story. "So, wait, how exactly did you and Julie end up meeting that night? Did you ever actually talk?"

"Well," Sara replied, "it wasn't until after all of this had taken place. Remember, the two of us each had a load of come stuck to our hands! We ended up meeting in the bathroom when we were washing up. I never thought I'd actually run into Julie or any of you again... but I'm really glad I did!"

"Me too," I added, and everyone else nodded in enthusiastic agreement.

Just then, Heather came up to the table and tapped Sara on the shoulder.

"Oh, hi!" Sara said after she spun around in surprise. We had been so wrapped up in our little circle that we had almost forgotten about the world around us.




The Seduction of Sara Ch. 02



"What were you all talking about? You were all listening so intently, all huddled together like that!" Heather inquired.

Sara fumbled around, not sure what to answer. Julie cut in, "Sara will tell you all about it later, I'm sure," she answered, smiling coyly at Heather.

Sara smirked at Julie, seeming glad to have her permission to spill everything that she had learned about us to her best friend. Heather looked very curious after seeing Julie's suspicious smile. Oh, how I would love to be there when Sara tickled Heather's ears with all of these sexy details! Looking once again up and down Heather's hot little body, I thought to myself that I'd love to be there for anything that involved Sara, Heather and tickling.

"Well, I'll look forward to it," Heather replied, winking at us. Then she turned to Sara, "My shift ends in a few minutes. Do you want to stay here, or come back with me?"

"Wow," Sara replied. "Is it really that late already?"

I looked at my watch. "Yeah, wow," I answered. "It's almost 3 AM!"

"Well," Heather said. "This section shuts down at 3, but the bartender will keep serving from the bar until 4. You guys are welcome to stick around. But I have to get going. What do you think, Sara?"

"The two of us should really go home together at this time of night," Sara reluctantly answered. She turned to us, "I'd love to stay, but I should really be on my way, too."

"That's okay," I replied. "I think it's probably about time for us to call it a night, too, right?" I asked everyone, and they agreed. "How close do the two of you live? Could we walk you home?"

Sara smirked, and I immediately realized what I seemed to be suggesting. I was honestly just trying to be courteous, though Sara seemed to like the idea that I might be suggesting more! The idea gave me goosebumps!

"That's okay," Heather answered before Sara had a chance. "I have a car out back. I don't drink when I'm working, so I usually drive with Sara back to our place. Thank you, though," she smiled.

"Probably just as well," Sara said, winking at the rest of us. We all seemed to like the insinuation! Had Sara really almost extended that kind of invitation?! 

"Well, I'll just go close out your tab then," Heather said, walking off to the bar.

Sara sipped down the remainder of her drink. "You know," she said, "I'd really like to hang out with all of you again. What are you up to next weekend?"

"Not much," Lily answered for us. "What did you have in mind?"

Sara smiled. "Well, next weekend some friends of mine are out of town, and I have to do some house-sitting for them. They're married and they have a beautiful house in the suburbs. It has a big pool and everything... nicer than anything I'm used to! But they told me they would be perfectly fine with me having some friends over to keep me company." She grinned around at each of us. "What do you say? Would you come keep me company?"

We all exchanged glances. Our answer was obvious. "You bet," Julie said. "Just tell us the place, and we'll be there."

Sara was very pleased. She hugged one arm around Julie excitedly and then wrote down the address for us. "Be sure to bring some bathing suits," she added. "It's supposed to be a beautiful weekend."

Heather came by with our check, and we insisted on picking up Sara's part of the tab—leaving, of course, a large tip for Heather. Heather went to pick up her keys at the bar, and the five of us reluctantly stood up from our seats.

"It was so good to run into you," Sara said to all of us. We enthusiastically agreed, and Sara hugged each of us goodbye. Even Julie and Lily seemed to be warmed by the feeling of Sara's arms wrapped around them, but Steve and I especially enjoyed ourselves as she squeezed her tender body against us.

Then Heather came back again to take Sara away from us. "Well, it was nice to meet all of you," Heather added. "I hope we'll have a chance to meet again when I'm not so busy!"

We agreed. Sara smiled at us as she drifted away with Heather. Our eyes followed the two of them out of the bar, still under Sara's spell. I reeled with anticipation for the next weekend!

But the four of us were now left to ourselves, and Sara had left us all really turned on! Julie shook off a shiver that was running down her spine as Sara went out of sight. We watched Julie's body tremble beneath her tight, red dress. As we all glanced around at each other, we could see the lust in all of our eyes. 

That night, Lily and Steve came to bed with Julie and I. We ravaged each other's bodies, just as Sara had ravaged us with her words. And Sara's spirit was in the air as we pleasured each other, one by one, into each unrelenting climax. As we lay there afterwards, our naked bodies entwined on the disheveled sheets of Julie's bed, I couldn't wait for the day when we would get to tell Sara the story of what had ended up happening that night.