3 comments/ 33593 views/ 1 favorites Getting Rid Of Sally By: Bazzza A quick note from the author This story isn't to be taken seriously. It's just another example of a stupid male doing something stupid, and then wondering how he got himself into an even more stupid situation. Good reading. Bazzza ______________________ Those reading this story probably think I'm an utter bastard. But in truth, I'm not really; I'm just an ordinary guy trying to get myself out of a difficult situation. What follows seemed a good idea at the time, my best mate Pete and I patted ourselves on the back for a brilliant idea to solve my problem. But alas, our success wasn't to be forthcoming, as you're about to find out. Three years back when I was twenty one years old, I landed the job of my dreams. I'd always been interested in computers and later software animation. The job I picked up was for a young animation company, and right from the first day I had a good feeling about the people and the place. The last three years proved I was right as the company quadrupled in size mainly due to the enterprising development team, of which I'm proud to say I'm a part of. The company was founded by a guy named Tony Pritchard, and the best boss in the world. He worked a hundred times harder and longer than anyone of us, he led by example and wore a perpetual smile on his big oval face. Even when someone fucked up badly, he'd shrug his shoulders, tell the culprit to fix it and don't do it again. The story isn't so much about Tony, but his only daughter Sally whom I've been dating since last autumn. Now some people might suggest that dating the boss's daughter ain't exactly a good idea, unless you were planning to marry her and inherit the family wealth, which I wasn't. Sally helped out at the company mainly helping her old man out with the day to day things. She just started hanging my desk more and more, then she'd sometimes join me when I went out to the local deli to get lunch. One thing led to another and pretty soon we were dating. Without bragging too much, I've always been pretty much a player with the girls. I'm not a bad looking guy; I'm tallish and wiry in build and a bit of a charmer to boot. So when Tony found out that his daughter and I were an item, I got the well deserved lecture about treating his little baby with respect, otherwise I'd be looking for another job pronto minus a few teeth and my arse a little closer to my ears. While it was all said in good humour, I was clever enough to realise that his jest was not without a little danger if you get my drift. To be fair, dating Sally wasn't exactly a chore, well not at first anyway. At the ripe old age of twenty, Sally was a tall slender whip of a girl. Her thick curly brunette hair fell loosely to her shoulders, but half way down her back when wet. She was more cute than pretty, with fine facial features and high cheek bones. Her teeth were perfect from many hours of orthodontic work which gave her the almost picture perfect smile. I kinda liked the small splattering of dark freckles around her cute nose, even though she always tried to hide them with makeup. Her breasts were small and pointed, just a mere handful really. She hated them for being too small and always wore padded bras to enhance her figure. I didn't really mind as I'm more of a leg man than a boob man, but I'll get to that soon. When nude, which was quite often, her waist was tiny enough for my hands to encircle. Below, her buttocks were just a nice round two handfuls. Her legs were long and almost too skinny for my liking, as I tend to go for the fuller figure. While she filled out a pair of jeans well enough, her trademark included very short skirts and heeled leather boots. She liked nothing better than to walk down a busy street in a short skirt, and let the lustful male eyes soak up her long legs and imagine what delights were above. Even in winter, she'd wear bright coloured tights under a short skirt to emphasise her long legs. Sally was reasonably good in the sack, not the best I've ever had and certainly no where near the worst. She wasn't bad at producing a decent blow job, but avoided getting my cum on her face or in her mouth at all costs. She could fuck for hours on a good night and sometimes managed more than one orgasm when in the mood. Her pussy was usually trimmed in a neat triangle, her slim lips nice to kiss and lick. I really liked her clitoris which would grow and harden substantially when aroused, and I enjoyed playing with it as much as she did. Her opening below was tight and required reasonable lubrication before a comfortable penetration could be achieved. But once penetrated, the ride was usually physical demanding as well as rewarding. Pete and I rent an old house near the city centre; we're just waiting for the developers to arrive with plans of some new monstrosity and we'll be forced out to find something else. Great thing about renting an old place is that you don't have to look out for it, so the parties are numerous and well attended. The next day clean up can sometimes last a week or even two. At first, Sally was too scared to stay over for fear of her father and my boss, but as time drifted on she gradually got braver and now she stayed most weekends. As most people would agree, there's nothing like waking up on a winter's morning next to a nice warm body. Especially one that likes a good seeing to, like Sally often did. I suppose the trouble really started in early spring. I love the warm weather when tennis, cycling, swimming, and surfing are on the agenda. As I began to venture more outdoors as the days grew longer and warmer, I couldn't help but notice that Sally wasn't too interested in joining me. It was kinda surprising really because I thought she would be interested in the same things too. It took me a while to realise that she was quite a home body, she just liked to watch DVD's and movies which is fine for me during a cold winter, but not on a warm sunny spring day. I think that Sally was a little disappointed that I was willing to leave her at the house while Pete and I did the things we wanted to do. But we'd keep in contact by texting, and then she'd be around when I returned home so we could at least spend the evening together. The spring storms were much welcomed by us surfers, as they brought in some good rolling surf for us to conquer. There'd often be a large group of us standing near our cars contemplating and discussing whether the waves were too high or too flat. Some people we knew, others we didn't, but the contagious interest in the surf made us all friends of varying degrees. And it was there that I met Becky for the first time, it would be she that provided just a little incentive for me to try end my relationship with Sally. I suppose I spoke to Becky a number of times before I realised that she was kinda interested in me. I found it easy to drift into her space for she was a good looking girl, dark haired, curvy with big breasts and looked just lovely in tight jeans. She was cheeky and sassy as they come and would humorously insult anyone within earshot, which to me was of course, was red rag to a bull. Each time we met, we took delight in teasing each other, continually testing and probing for a weakness which could be exploited. One warm Sunday afternoon, there were a number of us in the water. The high breaking surf made the use of our boards too dangerous, so we were content to let the waves dump us unceremoniously into the sand. I later found Becky sunbathing face up on the beach in a rather small bikini, and it was the first time that I'd got a good look at her without much clothing. Her skin was still pale like the most of us; her substantial breasts were only just held in check by a clearly inadequate bikini top, and a pair of toned and shapely legs adorned her lower half. She grinned knowingly when my eyes were drawn towards her bikini bottoms. "And what may you be looking at?" she asked. "Not much really, just thinking that you'll look okay once you loose that anaemic look." I replied quickly while lowering myself beside her. She rolled onto her side towards me and laughed, my eyes were drawn this time to her well exposed breasts. "How about I tell your girlfriend that you've got wandering eyes?" "Feel free, there's no law against looking." I replied making myself comfortable under the suns rays. "Anyway, how do you know I've got a girlfriend?" "Sally Pritchard, tall, pretty with dark hair." she answered turning on her back and closing her eyes. "Never heard of her." "Funny, I heard you two were going all the way, you know, engagement rings and wedding bells and all that shit." "You've got that all wrong." I replied with a little more seriousness than I intended. "It'd be a pity if it was true." "And why would that be?" I asked with innocence. "Cause I kinda like to fuck your brains out, if you pardon the expression." That stunned me into silence. Under my shorts, my shrunken wet cock gave a twinge of encouragement as my surprised eyes flicked across to Becky. She lay eyes closed facing the sun without even the faintest flicker of a smile. "And what makes you think I'd actually be interested?" I lied hopelessly. "Cause I know you want to fuck me as much as I want to fuck you. But I'm not going to get involved while you're with Sally. So, let me know if you're interested." "I am." I replied without hesitation. "Good, cause I think you and I'd have a good thing going." she said rolling towards me onto her side. "You a tit or a leg man?" "Leg man." "Come closer." she ordered. I turned and rolled towards her so that we were close, she looked around to make sure no one was watching; then looked into my eyes. She raised her top leg a little and pushed the elastic of her bikini bottom downwards so that I could see between her thighs. A dark one inch wide strip of pubic hair and the V of her lips greeted my eyes for a few seconds before she released the elastic. "So if you want to play with that, you know what to do. I love to fuck and you can do anything you want with me, and I mean anything." she said rolling over to face the sun again. "By the way, I swallow, just in case you're interested. But the downside is that I don't share my man. I require full commitment from you and you'll get mine in return. It's a no bullshit, plenty of fun and fucking kind of relationship. Any part of that you don't understand?" I lay still in stunned silence, for it was the best proposition I'd ever heard. A few seconds later, her hand crawled over the warm sand and took mine. It was the first time we touched; hopefully it wouldn't be the last. "Sorry if I was a little brazen, but why mince words." she commented a few seconds later. "Truth is that I want you. I'm not normally like this." "Hey, don't worry; its okay." I replied. Not much else happened between us that afternoon, mainly because there were always people around. Becky's proposition tormented me for a few days after that, for I had a difficult choice to make. Thing was, I was more than a little enchanted by Becky, I liked her looks and her sassy attitude, we had a lot in common in that we were both outdoorsy type people. I also found her tremendously erotic and sexual, and I knew that she'd be a great lay. While I liked Sally also, I knew in my heart that I was loosing interest in her. She was never going to be the love of my life, and if it wasn't going to last forever, why not end it here and now? My problem was that if I just dropped her suddenly, I knew that it would have a detrimental bearing on my employment. It's not that Sally's father would fire or anything, but the overtones would be hard to accept in a normally happy workplace. When I spoke to my best mate Pete, he just shrugged his shoulders and suggested that I should get her to drop me. Just do something that would make her hate me enough so that she didn't want to date me anymore. What a great idea I thought to myself, the answer to my prayers. Thing is, that I'm not a horrible or vindictive person; I could never hit Sally or hurt her in any way. But I knew that I wanted to end the relationship, especially after fantasising about Becky while making love to Sally over the next week or so. I just couldn't come up with an idea on how to tell her that I wanted out. I think it was Pete who suggested the threesome idea, but thinking back I'm not sure. Anyway, the idea was for me and Pete to try and seduce Sally into a threesome. The idea being that Sally would be so disgusted that she'd slap my face a hundred times for wanting to share her, and then she'd run home to daddy not wanting to see me anymore. The great thing about the idea is that Sally, no matter how angry she was, would never tell her old man about the threesome idea. She was too much of a goody, goody when it came to her old man. So over the next few days, Pete and I hatched a cunning little plan. On the following Friday night, Sally came over just as she'd done a hundred times before, Pete made sure he was there too. We watched a couple shoot it up type DVDs while we downed a few beers, then an adult DVD which Sally frowned at, but watched anyway. Then we all headed for bed. Sally has this bed time ritual which involves undressing to her panties and bra, she then hangs or folds her clothes neatly before heading to the bathroom to remove her makeup, clean her teeth and do all the other things that women do. After a few minutes, she would then return to the bedroom, flick the light off and crawl into my bed. Sometimes it would be to fuck, other times just to cuddle up together and drift off to sleep. She felt comfortable enough around Pete and had no qualms about wandering around the house in her underwear. Only this Friday night was to be just a little different. When Sally returned, she found Pete in the bedroom telling me a cock and bull story about a car he was thinking of buying. Sally frowned when she found him there, I just smiled. "Mmmmm mmm, she looks pretty damned good eh Pete? What do you reckon?" I commented. "Wow, she does too." Pete agreed. Sally couldn't help herself but grin as she walked towards the bed; I took her in my arms and pulled her in tight kissing her on the lips. She melted in my arms and kissed me innocently, for she wasn't yet aware of what was about to befall her. My hands slipped to panty covered buttocks and squeezed them gently while at the same time pushing seductively against her. After a few seconds I broke the kiss and turned Sally round so that she was facing Pete, I nibbled her neck just how she liked it as my hands roamed over her breasts. "Do you think her tits are too small?" I asked Pete who was standing just out of arms reach. He smiled, "Nah, I reckon she's got nice tits." "I'd like bigger ones." Sally laughed. "Waste of time." Pete replied. "They look good to me." "Can I take your bra off and show Pete how nice they are?" I asked. She hesitated before answering, "No, I don't think so." "Aw c'mon Sal; let Pete have a little peak." "No." she replied again, but a little less convincingly. "Just for a second." I suggested while unclipping her bra from behind. She stood still as I pushed her bra over her shoulders and arms, and then let it drop to the floor. I cupped her breasts and fingered her hardening nipples for a second or two before releasing them for Pete to get a good look. Sally sighed, "Go on, a quick look then." "Jeez Sal, they're real nice." he mumbled. My hands traced her curves downwards over her waist and down to her panties; then to her thighs, but for the time being staying away from her pussy. "I like how big and hard her nipples get." I commented. "I just love to suck on them." Sally chuckled, "I kinda like that too." Pete smiled deviously, "I'd sure like to try it." "And why should I let you do that to me?" Sally argued. "You've plenty of your own girlfriends." "None have got nipples like that, c'mon let me have a little nibble on them." "What's in it for me?" "How about if I let you look at this?" he suggested pushing his shorts down. Now, I've seen Pete in the buff plenty of times before, but never in an aroused state, he's burly, wide shouldered and powerfully strong from all his physical activities. Between his legs hung a large thick cock, it was the girth and the large pink head more than the length that made both Sally and me gawk. Even in a semi-erect status, it hung heavily downwards at a forty five degree angle. By now I thought that Sally would have brought the whole proceedings to a stop, my face would have slapped and she'd have walked out in a huff. But she stood wide eyed looking down at Pete's cock. Sally laughed, "What the fucks that thing for? A baseball bat or something?" A grinning Pete took himself in hand and stroked himself, "I'll let you play with this if I can lick your nipples." "Oh no, there's no way I'm having anything to do with that thing." But Pete wasn't taking no for an answer, he simply leaned forward and flicked his tongue over Sally's left nipple, then lowered his mouth over it. He suckled it for a few seconds before moving to the other. Standing behind Sally, I could feel her breathing deepen as Pete suckled on her breasts just how she liked it. My hands slipped around her thighs to caress the front of her panties and then between her thighs. She trembled as my hand rubbed her pussy through the material and I could already feel her dampness. Kneeling behind her, I placed my fingers under the top of her panties and eased them slowly downwards. "Hey, hey hey, you guys, stop this. I don't wanna go any further." she pleaded as I removed her panties over her feet and discarded them. From my kneeling position, I saw Pete guide Sally's hand to his cock; she gingerly took hold of the shaft and gave it a squeeze. I kissed my way up her thighs and buttocks; then stood behind her kissing her neck and ears. Sally was now pinned between us, our four hands and two tongues were now busy tormenting her. She squirmed and moaned as my hand slipped between her thighs to her wet pussy. "No, please no." she whispered. "Hey guys, this isn't right, please stop, please stop now." "Just relax, let's have some fun." I replied. For the next minute or so, Pete and I worked all resistance from Sally; her body was trembling under our endeavours and responding to our touches. I then eased her sideways towards the bed, and she almost seemed thankful to take the weight off her feet. Pete immediately positioned himself near her pussy and began kissing and licking her thighs, which opened as he got closer to her pussy. Taking advantage of her seeming willingness, he rolled between her thighs and lowered his face to her pussy. It looked strange to another mans face between Sally's thighs, the familiar trimmed triangle of curls parted with another pink tongue sliding up and down. At first Sally lay still and compliant, but soon began to rock gently under Pete's face. I felt extreme arousal at the sight before me and watched unashamedly as Sally writhed before my eyes. I leaned forward and lowered my lips to hers, and her arm pulled me in tight to secure the embrace while her tongue plunged eagerly into my mouth. We kissed passionately as her free hand travelled up my leg and fondled my cock; I quickly pushed my shorts down and freed it for her attention. Her hand took hold and stroked it gently as we kissed. We broke the kiss only when we felt Pete move on the bed, our eyes moving to where he was now kneeling between her open thighs. He was gazing down at her pussy while he stroked his thick cock, and his intentions were obvious to both Sally and I. She twisted slightly towards me, the angle of her thighs now denying Pete's ability to penetrate her. Getting Rid Of Sally Sally's cute face with her big eyes looked nervously up at me, "Do you want this to happen?" "If you want to." I replied. "Do you want to?" She hesitated before answering, "I think so, but I'll probably regret it later. Will you?" I didn't know how to answer her, but Pete recommenced proceedings by easing Sally's thighs back towards him. Sally's eyes turned to take in Pete's large frame as he moved over her, his cock disappearing between her thighs. Taking his weight on one arm, Pete guided his cock to her opening and gently pushed into her. Sally hissed quietly as Pete's cock slipped inside her. "Slowly, slowly, slowly." she asked. "Tell me if I'm hurting you." Pete commented." "It's okay, it's bigger than I'm used to." she whispered. Pete looked over at me and grinned knowingly. Sally caught the grin and looked up at me, "Sorry, that didn't come out right. I didn't mean to insult you; you've got a very nice cock thank you." I just grinned. Pete began to move in and out of my Sally with long slow strokes, she began writhe underneath him in encouragement, and then wrapped her long legs securely around his waist which lifted her buttocks from the bed. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's nice." Sally moaned as she held onto Pete tightly. I moved down the bed to watch the action and got a good view of Sally's pussy stretched wide around Pete's cock each time he pulled outwards. I watched with great interest as her pretty lips moved in and outwards with each stroke, the slapping of slippery body parts clearly audible. "Come here." Sally asked reaching down for me. I moved up the bed, Sally quickly taking my cock in hand and guiding it to her open mouth. I gasped as her warm lips encircled it and took me deeply. She suckled on it eagerly while her tongue explored the shaft, then she withdrew her mouth a little to concentrate on the head. Her technique was a little erratic which could be forgiven under the circumstances. For a few minutes we continued our little game, and then Sally pulled away from both of us. Without a word, she rolled over onto her hands and knees and presented herself for Pete. He quickly got the message and positioned himself behind Sally. I watched her face grimace as he tried to enter her. "Do you want some lube?" I asked knowing how tight her opening was. Yeah, that might help." I got off the bed and walked to a set of drawers from which I removed a tube, I tossed it to Pete who caught it first time and busied himself by squeezing a little clear liquid onto his shaft. After rubbing it over the head and shaft, he took hold of Sally's buttocks and eased them back towards his cock. Sally lowered her head to the bed as Pete cock slipped inside her with resounding wet pop; then squirmed as she received him fully. After Pete had settled into his rhythm, Sally lifted her head and smiled at me. "Lie down here." she ordered patting the bed beneath her head. I assumed the required position and soon had Sally's mouth sucking my cock. With her eyes looking up into mine, I wondered what she was thinking. While all this was very exciting, a little guilt was now flowing through me. My cock was soon slick with her saliva as her lips and tongue worked their magic, her fingers holding the base to ensure that it stayed in her mouth as Pete rocked her from behind. After a while she removed it from her mouth and gazed down at me. "You okay?" I asked. "Oh, I'm fine." she replied. "Aren't you jealous watching me fuck someone else?" I hesitated before answering, "No, it's exciting." "Same for me too." she replied. "What about you Pete, are you enjoying yourself?" He laughed, "Oh fuck yes. You've got the tightest little pussy; my cock feels like it's in a vice." "If you ever tell anyone about this, I'll cut it off for you." she replied with some conviction. "Understood." Pete replied giving me a wink. "Wanna swap positions?" "Shall we?" I asked Sally. "If you like." I moved back as Pete disengaged, moved around in front of Sally and then lay down before her. I looked on as her tongue darted swiftly over the head of his cock, and then as her lips stretched wide to take him into her mouth. I could see the shape of his large head bulging through her cheeks as she bobbed up and down. She removed her mouth briefly and looked over at me. "Fuck me." she whispered before returning to her chore. I obediently moved behind her and positioned my cock at her opening, it slipped with ease and I sighed with pleasure at the warm wet sensation that engulfed me. I rocked gently backwards and forwards inside her watching her head bobbing up and down on Pete's cock. I soon got bored with this position as I couldn't see what was going on. Being my first experience of group sex; I wanted to be where the action was, so I reluctantly eased myself from her lovely tight pussy. Crawling alongside Sally, I lay face up and smiled up at her, "How about sitting on it?" She lifted a leg over my torso and shifted her body so it was directly over my cock; I took hold of the shaft and directed it between her pussy lips before she eased herself downwards. My cock disappeared into her with ease and her curls were soon intermingling with mine as she rotated her buttocks. "Mmmmmm, sooo nice." she whispered before looking over at Pete. "Stand beside me so I can suck you." Seconds later, Sally had a good mouthful of Pete's cock, holding the shaft in one hand; she expertly suckled on the knob and the glands behind. From my position below, I got a good view of Sally's mouth stretched around Pete's rock hard cock accompanied by loud slurping noises. Every so often she would remove the thick head from mouth and rub it lovingly over her pretty face before placing it back in her mouth. She continued to rock up and down on my cock with slow movements, I could feel every contour of her tight and wet pussy. I reached up and tweaked her nipples and got a smile for my troubles the next time she emptied her mouth. Mmmmmm. it's a nice big cock," she commented. "What now?" "Dunno, what would you like to do?" Sally grinned mischievously, "How about we get into the sixty-nine position and you can watch Pete fuck me from behind?" Without waiting for an answer, Sally turned around and straddled me leaving her pussy hovering over my face. I could see Pete approaching from behind, his cock hanging low as he assumed the position. His big circumcised knob was now hanging dangerously close to my face, something that I neither anticipated nor appreciated. "No sucking on my cock down there either." came Pete's voice. "I know what you're like." "Fuck off, fat chance of that." I replied. We all laughed. Sally's hand reached under and guided Pete's cock to her pussy. From my position a few inches away, I watched as her pussy lips bulged as the big head slipped between them. With a slow push, his cock slipped halfway in before pulling out a little ready for the second push. Sally moaned as it was then pushed home. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," she whimpered as Pete's big cock slammed noisily into her again. I watched with some fascination as her pussy lips followed every little contour of Pete's cock as it moved in and out in a steady but slow rhythm. I felt Sally's warm lips slip over my cock and her tongue soon began doing its thing. I let my hands wander over the smoothness of Sally's inner thighs and then slipped a finger over her enlarged clitoris causing her to squirm a little. "Having fun under there?" Pete asked after a while. "Yeah, not bad." I replied. "From this angle, this is the best I've ever seen you look. Must be your photogenic side, just a big dig and your brains dangling in two bags." He didn't reply to that, but Sally chuckled. It was soon obvious that being fucked from behind and having her clitoris worked on was a little too distracting for Sally, her cock sucking slowed to a standstill and not long after, her legs began to collapse. Her navel was soon on my chest and her pussy ever closer to my face, it also meant that Pete's balls were nearly dangling in my eyes. I can now tell you that a pair of hairy testicles ain't the prettiest things in the world, especially close up. I slipped out from under Sally and she fell flat on the bed with a determined Pete still going at her. She stretched her long body up the bed and lifted her face towards mine. "Mmmmmmmm, having fun?" she drawled dreamily. I laughed, "Not as much as you by the looks of things." Sally rolled away from Pete and lay on back with her legs high in the air giving us both a good look at a wet pinkish and well worn pussy. "Okay, who's gonna make me cum? I wanna nice licking." she asked in a comical voice. "You choose." Pete replied. She grinned up at Pete with a calculating gaze, "Well, let's see what you can do. He can make me cum any old time." Sally made herself comfortable and spread her legs wide, "Okay, get down here and start licking." Pete placed himself between Sally's thighs and lowered his face to her pussy, her eyes closed with pleasure the instant his tongue touched her clitoris. She smiled and raised her legs a little as Pete got into it. I found it extremely erotic watching Sally move underneath Pete's efforts, his face just above her curl covered pubic mound. Her smooth legs and torso were now glowing slightly with perspiration from all our antics. I stroked my hard cock slowly as Sally raised her legs high to her chest. Moving slightly down the bed, I could now see her pink pussy lips parted around Pete's moving tongue. Suddenly realising that I was close to orgasm myself, I released my cock and turned away from the exciting sight before me. Changing tack, I crawled the short distance to Sally's head and kissed her gently; her arm encircled my shoulders and held me tightly as our tongues toyed with each other for a few seconds. Then moving downwards, I kissed her neck and shoulders before finding her small breasts. Lying on her back, they'd nearly disappeared leaving me only her proud nipples on which to feast. She moaned as my teeth and tongue teased and tweaked them, and I soon felt her hand searching for and finding my cock. For a few minutes, we all contently carried on with our chores, sucking, licking and fondling each other. "Sorry Pete, you ain't doing it for me." Sally commented looking down at his face between her open thighs. "What am I doing wrong?" he asked. "Dunno; its just not happening." She then turned to me, "Okay, your turn. Show Pete how it's done." Seconds later, I was between Sally's thighs, I could feel the warmth of her arousal long before my face even settled on her wet pussy lips. I rested my nose on her clitoris while my tongue busily explored her opening. My face was soon wet from her sopping pussy which was pushing eagerly back at me. Raising my tongue to her clitoris, I sucked it into my mouth and gripped it gently with my teeth. Sally shuddered and moaned as I flicked my tongue over the large mound several times. Over the next minute or so, her juicy lips were sucked and nibbled on along with her clitoris. I looked up and found Pete playing with her nipples while she fondled his cock. While concentrating on her clitoris, I slipped a finger deep inside her and then a second. I worked my fingers in and out for a short time before twisting them upwards inside her and pinning her clitoris against my tongue just how she always likes it. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, shiiiiiiiiit." she exclaimed lifting her buttocks slightly from the bed. "Watch him Pete; watch how he makes me cum so quick." It was but a short time before Sally began her familiar pre-orgasm behaviour, the rotating hips and the moans of pleasure along with her thighs squeezing my ears. I always like to watch her face as she cums, and this time was no different than anytime before. Sally's head was thrown back against the pillow, her eyes closed and her lips pouting in pleasure as that magic moment crept up on her. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh; here I cum." she announced as her body writhed on the bed. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, fuuuuuuuuck, that's soooooooo nice." she added a few seconds later. I waited diligently until her orgasm escaped her before removing my fingers and face from her pussy, then ran my tongue lovingly up each thigh. I knew from experience that Sally didn't like her pussy played with just after she orgasmed, it was just too sensitive. Pete and I watched as Sally relaxed and slipped into a dreamlike coma, only a little grin gave her happiness away. "Fuuck, that was good." she whispered. Eventually her eyes opened and looked over at our hard cocks; she reached out to each of us to move closer. With Pete on one side of her face and me on the other, she took turns in taking each cock into her mouth and sucking noisily on it before moving back to the other. "Can I cum on you face?" Pete asked after a while. "Sure, if that's what you want." she replied after a few soul searching seconds. Her answer surprised me as Sally wasn't usually too keen on me cuming on her face, but I suppose this was a special occasion. She looked over at me, "You can too if you want." Sally pushed her hair behind her ears while Pete and I began to stroke our cocks while pointing them at her face. She intermittently suckled on each of us as we worked ourselves towards the big finale. "Who's first?" she asked. Initially, Pete had a reverse grip with his thumb nearest his body, but as he approached orgasm, he flicked his grip back to the more traditional action. It was strange being so close to another male as he masturbated, an unfamiliar hand pumping a just as unfamiliar cock. It was soon apparent that Pete was going to cum before me, and Sally leaned her face towards his cock. Suddenly, his hand stopped pumping and began titillating the head and glands as thick globules of cum fired across onto Sally's cute face. She bravely took the barrage closed eyed and without flinching, most of it hitting her cheeks, nose and tightly secured mouth. After gingerly opening one eye and then the other, Sally gazed over at Pete's cock briefly before turning to mine. The sight of Sally with a face full of cum only raised my arousal further, and it seemed only seconds before I too began to cum. Again Sally held her face still as I stroked my cock fiercely until it erupted, my cum only adding to the mess that she'd already received from Pete. By the time I'd finished, there was cum all over her lower face and running down her cheek. She wiped her mouth with her hand and then looked over at me with a frowning and cum covered face. "Yuk, why did I let you guys do that? Get me a towel please." I readily obliged and watched as Sally wiped her face clean before heading to the bathroom to make a better job of it with a bit of soap and water. "Well, she really hated that." Pete commented when she was out of earshot. I nodded in agreement, for it was suddenly coming back to me why exactly we had got ourselves into this situation. There wasn't much to say before Sally returned and climbed into bed. "Goodnight Pete." she said pulling the covers over herself. "Turn the light off on the way out." After Pete had left, I climbed into bed beside Sally and tucked myself in close. We lay in silence for awhile, each deep in our own thoughts. I could tell she was agitated by her restless fidgeting, and the guilt again began to flow through me. "You okay?" I asked. "I'm angry with myself if you must know." "Why are you angry at yourself? It's me you should be angry at." Because I should've stopped it. Guys will always want to do those things; us girls should know better." "We're all consenting adults, nobody got hurt." I argued. "Go to sleep, I don't want to talk about it." she said after a few seconds, and then moved away from me. The next day, Sally acted if nothing had happened; she was just her normal cheerful self. On the Sunday, the spring weather turned back to winter, and a cold rainy storm blew keeping us all inside. We still had enough wood to raise a good fire in the lounge to keep warm. A few friends joined us in the early afternoon but left a few hours later leaving Sally, Pete and I alone in the house. We soon tired of watching DVD's and became somewhat bored. To be fair, we were all in a varied state of alcohol induced happiness after several beers and a little red wine. Sally was sitting on a cushion on the floor leaning back on dilapidated couch when she lifted her skirt so her panties could be seen. "I'm feeling horny, you guys wanna fuck me again?" she asked. I think Pete was every much as surprised as me. "Well, do you?" she asked again. "I do if he does." Pete replied. Sally turned to me, "Well?" "Do you really want to?" Sally lifted her buttocks from the cushion and eased her panties down her long legs and off over her ankles, she then slipped a finger between her parted thighs and grinned at both of us. "Come get me." I won't bore you with the morbid details, only to say that it was pretty much a repeat of what happened before, only this time it was on the couch instead of my bed. It was more relaxed the second time around, and Sally demonstrated a more controlled performance. As much as Pete tried, he couldn't get her to cum; he just didn't have my pussy eating technique according to Sally. Something for me to be proud of I suppose. After a few days of serious contemplating what to do, I suggested to Pete that he try and fuck Sally when I wasn't around. Looking back, it wasn't a nice thing to do, but I was getting desperate for a solution. Anyway, Sally stopped him in his tracks, she told him that she liked doing the threesome thing, but she had no interest in doing it when I wasn't there. Things got a little more complicated a week or two later when Pete arrived home with a potential girlfriend named Karen. I suppose it was a little dangerous really, but Pete thought that Sally would keep our little secret quiet as I did. But after a few drinks, Sally suggested a foursome and went on to Karen in some detail about what we'd been up to. Karen just got up, and after calling us a bunch of sick puppies, walked out of the house. Pete was really angry and we didn't see him for a few days after that. When he did return, Sally suggested another threesome to make amends and things sort of returned to normal, it you can call it normal. A few weeks after that, there was a big party at Linda's house, a casual friend of all of us. Her parents had gone away for the weekend and a party was quickly arranged. It was a bloody huge house over three levels and a heated swimming pool. Sally and I arrived early on and partied hard, the music good, the booze plentiful and the company great. It was nearly midnight that Becky turned up in a stunning little skirt and sexy little ankle boots. Our eyes caught several times, but with Sally never too far away, any real contact between us was limited. Eventually I left Sally's side to make a nature stop; taking the stairs I made my way to a bathroom at the end of the hall. "Enough room for both of us?" asked a familiar voice behind me. Becky pushed me into the bathroom, closed the door behind her and locked it. She turned on the light and stepped close to me, her perfume was strong and enticing. "So, you're still with Sally? Are you not interested in me anymore?" she asked sulkily. "Yes, I am but it's complicated." "How complicated?" I told her about Sally's father being my boss, and how I wanted to let her down gently so to speak. For obvious reasons, I didn't mention the threesome thing. Becky listened with interest and then grinned, "Maybe you just need a little encouragement." Next thing I know, Becky's on her knees in front of me and my jeans are around my ankles. She took my surprised cock in her mouth and began to suckle on it, her warm mouth and tongue soon tantalising my cock to an extremely aroused state. She looked up at me before deep throating me several times, her mouth hard against my navel and my cock halfway down her throat. She then removed it from her mouth and flicked her tongue expertly over my eager knob before suckling it lovingly for a good ten seconds. Becky then raised herself to her feet and kissed me on the mouth, her tongue searching playfully for mine. Oh, how I wanted this girl I thought to myself. But Becky hadn't quite finished tormenting me as I was about to find out. Pushing slightly away from me; she lifted her short skirt above her dark panties to show me a fine pair of shapely thighs. Her hand slipped under her panties and between her thighs for a few seconds before it was removed and a wet finger placed in my mouth so that I could taste her. Getting Rid Of Sally "See how wet I am?" she whispered. "I want you to be mine, and then you can do anything you want with me." My hand slipped hopefully under her skirt, but Becky removed it before I reached her panties. She laughed, "Oh no you don't; I'm not that type of girl. Well, not yet anyway. But I'm not going to wait much longer for you." She then gave my cock a gentle squeeze and slipped out the door before I could stop her. So there I stood, my jeans around my ankles, my cock rock hard in disappointed expectation, the lingering taste of Becky's pussy in my mouth, and a head full of unwanted emotions. Life was certainly complicated as I summarised my situation. I had a girlfriend I no longer wanted, but her father would make my working life a complete misery if I hurt her in any way. I loved my job too much to just walk away. I'd turned his daughter into a slut who now freely initiated threesomes with my best friend. My best friend had no qualms about fucking my girlfriend seeing as she'd been instrumental in sending his new girl packing after suggesting a foursome. I had Becky on the wings whom I wanted dearly and wanted me just as much, but wasn't prepared to do it until I'd ditched Sally. And being a sensitive sort of guy, I wanted to please everyone and hurt no one. So, as you can see, my little plan was a complete fuck up. It was now time to put plan B into action. Trouble is; I don't actually have a plan B. So, if anyone can help with a suggestion or two, I'd really appreciate it. Cause right now, I don't quite know what to do next. Signed A new age man.