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Me and "JD"

By: Lillygirl



My husband and I had been in the swinging lifestyle about four years when we met JD and his wife. Now, to understand my thinking on this story, you need to know that I am a very competitive person. Anything one of my friends can do, I always want to be able to do it better.

In my single days, if a friend liked a guy, I felt the need to make him want me, too. I didn't always want to take the guy. Don't get me wrong. I just wanted to know I could have him if I wanted. It was a kind of power play, I guess, you don't really think about it when you're young.

Anyway, I'm sure, looking back now, that some of that competitiveness found its way into my personality when my husband and I, many years later, decided to try out "swinging" with other couples. I doubt any man that I was ever with would complain about this part of my personality, as the result was to give every guy I met, the best sex they had or ever would have. I'm not sure how many times I met that goal but I can say I gave it a hell of a try.

The first time that I met JD I liked him. He was cute and very funny. He had this "bad boy" persona going on. He wasn't a very large guy in stature, but he lifted weights on a regular basis and I loved to caress his pecs as well as many other places. He had short brownish hair and those dark, sad looking puppy-dog eyes. And yes, that usually showed everything he was thinking or feeling. Of course, to tell the truth that only ranged from happy to horny to hungry (he was a man after all!).

I knew how to handle him though, as my first husband was an original "redneck". I had married him at sixteen, so managing this one at my now advanced age would be a piece of cake. He talked about every subject that was brought up as if it didn't matter. His opinion on just about everything was "fuck that".

It was amazing that some things went straight over JD's head and in others, he was very knowledgeable. For instance, I can relate any problem I'm having with my computer to him and he can tell me the possibilities of what the problem may be and how to fix it. He's always been right. He can take parts from old computers he's bought at flea markets and make them into a working computer. He has a ninth grade education. Everything he knows, he's taught himself.

I have learned to change my personality to match those around me. This way, everybody feels comfortable. And to be truthful, I have had enough life experience to relate to just about anybody. I would never think anyone was "beneath" me. As for the people that are in a higher social/economic class, they can take me as I am, for who I am, or walk away. I refuse to pretend to be "better" than I am.

So, when spending time with JD I adopt his "fuck that" attitude, and to tell you the truth, it's not that hard to do. We laugh, act up, and turn everything into a joke. Sometimes we have a few drinks and actually have a wrestling match on the floor. I can never win though , he's as strong as an ox.

My husband and JD's wife just laugh at us, and shake their heads. They are the butts of many of our jokes. They call us "the children," and so we just tell them that they are just too old to understand. These little excursions are a great form of stress relief. I never have to pretend with JD. He always makes me feel good about myself, I never have to "try" to be with him.

And despite all his tough guy acts, he's very sweet and caring. He likes to put his arms around me and play with my hair. He'll catch me off guard and kiss me on the tip of my nose. He tells me that I am so "cool". The sex isn't bad either, so that's a plus. In fact, he is never in any hurry to finish. We have stayed up all night having sex before. Our spouses had long before retired to another room to screw and sleep, not being able to keep up with "the children."

After a few hours of vigorous sex, JD will put his head on my shoulder and wrap himself around me. He says his wife doesn't like to cuddle. So, I hold him and rub his head and back. He will look so innocent then, like a young boy and sometimes I can't resist leaning down and kissing him on top of the head.

For a long time we only met with JD and his wife, but like everything else in life, I guess it got to be less exciting . We met a few other couples together. We went for dinner and drinks and checked them out. We asked questions. We talked. Sometimes it was comical, I thought about asking them if they had a resume.

Finally, we met with two of the couples for a New Years Eve party. Sometime after midnight, JD and I for some reason started wrestling around. He poured beer all over me, turned me upside down and spanked me. Everyone thought it was funny, somebody took pictures. That night I ended up with the husband-half of one of our new couples. He had been the real "quiet" type, so I wanted to find out what he was like in bed. JD ended up with quiet guy's wife.

The next morning, JD came over and sat next to me. I teased him a little about what he had done to me the night before and he argued back with me that I had started it. 

One of the girls looked at JD's wife and said, "If you didn't know better, you'd think those two were married!"

We didn't meet with JD and his wife again until two weeks later. I flirted with him mercilessly. I used every excuse to touch him. I matched wits with him. I finished his sentences. It didn't take long for our spouses to head into another room. He looked over at me and said, "What would you like to do?" 

"Fuck," I said.

We made out like teenagers for a long time. He loves to French kiss me. He also says his wife won't French kiss, so you can bet my tongue is right there as much as he wants it. He loves to hold my hair and hold my face in his hands and look me in the eyes. I always give him the best "fuck me" look I can muster. This night I was going to make sure he remembered who the "best " woman in his life was and remember it for a very long time.

I pulled out his big, hard cock and gave the oral performance of my life. He was moaning and saying, "Oh god, Oh man, Oh shit," on a regular basis, so I figured I was doing OK.

 Having watched a lot of porn back in the days when my husband and I were talking more about wild sex than doing it, I had taught myself my own "blow job" technique.

I start with slow teasing, just the tip of my tongue, licking a little everywhere, top to bottom and back up. Then, I go down on it, taking in as much as I can, with my tongue sliding against the back of the shaft, all the way up and down. Once I do this a few times, I pay some close attention to the head, licking and sucking.

At this point, I'm ready to get down to it, so I spit on it and use my hand to massage saliva all over, getting it good and messy. I use one hand to rub around the base and stroke a little and the other to massage the balls, which by now are wet with dripping spit. All the while going down on the shaft and using a lot of tongue. Then I start the process over and repeat.

Now a lot of guys can't take this much head, they would come and be done for the night, but I knew he could take it . His wife also wouldn't swallow and she had trained him to never come in a woman's mouth. I had sucked him for hours before, trying to get him to break her rule and come in my mouth, with no results, so an hour of giving him a sloppy, wet sucking was a walk in the park.

After awhile, I climb up on top of his dick . I got on my feet and squatted on it. Sucking dick is a big turn on for me, so my pussy was already wet and inviting. His big dick slides right in and more than fills my pussy up. I move up and down, very slowly, teasing and teasing some more. He grabs me by the waist and plunges himself deep inside. 

"Cheater," I tell him. 

I lean forward and put my tongue in his mouth. He says he never had a woman ride him this way. He loves it. I fuck him this way for awhile. Letting him chew on my neck and shoulders a little, which I love.

After awhile, I ease off and go back down and suck his dick some more. He says, "Damn, I just thought I had a blow job for the first time, Damn." 

I know he wants to do it doggy style, it's his favorite position. A lot of women can't handle him that way, cause he's about 8 1/2 hard inches. I roll over and assume THE position. He fucks VERY hard and deep.

Tonight I'm on a mission, so not only do I take it all as deep as it will go, I rock back and forth to meet his thrusts. I know I'll regret it tomorrow after I start to feel the head of his cock pounding on the door to my cervix, but tonight, I want to make him cum like "old faithful."

It still takes him a good while to come. I started to wonder if I had the stamina that I thought I did, but I continue to meet his thrusts and I reach down between my legs and rub his dick as its going in and out of my now soaking wet pussy. It's huge and engorged, soaking wet and dripping from both our juices . I pump back against him and I can hear as well as feel his balls as they are spanking my ass cheeks.

He grabs my hair and pulls my head back and with a very loud moan he cums deep in me and very hard, I can tell by how loud he is and many "Oh, damns," he says.

 I feel the thick, hot cum running out of me and down my legs as he pulls out and falls down on the floor, trying to catch his breath.

I am satisfied. I want to own him, I want to possess his very soul. I never want him to be able to think of sex or pussy again unless my face flashes before his eyes. I think I'm about half way there. Just a little more practice.

We lay down to rest and he kisses me, and gives me that innocent, little boy look. On impulse I ask, "Who's baby are You, JD?" 

"You know I can't lie to you." he says.

 "Who's baby?" I coaxingly ask again.

"Yours," he says........."Yours." 

I kiss him on top of the head and we go to sleep.

Me & Jen-Jen



I have always been a huge Jennifer Capriati fan. She and I are almost exactly the same age, and I was playing some club tennis about the time she burst onto the tennis scene at age 14. I was never very good, but I enjoy the running and the feeling of hitting a good shot. Plus, I always thought she was very cute, and she has grown into a sexy young woman.

I love watching her play, her nipples are almost always very hard, and I could only imagine those powerful thighs locked around my head as we ate each other in a hot 69. More than once, I have used that image to bring myself to a very fulfilling orgasm...

Somewhere, I got her email address, and we started corresponding, sometimes by email, sometimes by Instant Messenger. I have always been very careful to not make things too sexual, because I didn't want to scare her off. I enjoy talking with her, she is very funny and usually has a lot of interesting things to say. It's especially fun to hear her insights on the Tour, which girls are gay, which ones have boyfriends, that kind of stuff...

When I heard that the Tour was coming close by where I lived, I asked Jen if she would be interested in meeting. She sounded hesitant so I didn't press it, but I did give her my phone number so she could call if she wanted. A couple of days before the tournament started, I was shocked to answer the phone and hear, "Jessi? It's Jen Capriati. You still want to meet?"

It took me a second before I could blurt out, "Sure! Where? When?"

I could hear her throaty laugh and she said, "Do you know someplace we could go that's public yet private? I don't really want to go somewhere that I would be recognized."

I asked where she was staying, and selected a quiet neighborhood bar close to it. I had been there a couple of times with friends, and it was definitely not a sports bar, so we could talk in peace and quiet. I wore a little tank top and mini skirt, cute and sexy without looking slutty.

I got there a little early, and picked a booth in the back, but where I could see the front door. I had sent her my picture in email, so she knew what I look like. When the front door opened and I saw her face, I couldn't help but break into a big smile. She waved to someone outside, then came over and slid into the booth next to me. We both ordered club soda, and laughed that we had picked the same thing.

Watching on TV, you forget how tall and strong professional tennis players are. I am 5'5", but I felt positively tiny next to her solid 5'9" body. She was wearing sweats and had her hair pulled back into a pony tail. She gave me a big hug and said, "It's nice to finally meet you face to face, Jessi. I have loved talking with you. Makes those lonely nights on tour go a little easier."

"Me, too. I have really enjoyed talking with you too, and love hearing about life on the Tour. I am so glad you decided to meet me. I have been a fan for a long time, and I admire you so much for conquering your demons and getting back on top of tennis. So many girls would have given up a long time ago."

Jen patted my hand and said, "Thanks, I appreciate that. And you should understand, I don't agree to meet just anybody. There are so many crazies out there, I have to be careful. One girl on Tour was corresponding with a girl like we were, but when she agreed to meet 'her' it turned out to be a guy. She ended up having to call the cops to get rid of him."

"God, that's awful... Well, as you can see, I am NOT a guy!"

"Oh, definitely not. I have to tell you that I had a bodyguard with me but let him go when I saw you. And I have to tell you that you are even cuter in person than in those pictures you sent me. Who took those, by the way?"

My mind started going a million miles an hour. I have this girl friend who I see occasionally. She is married, but she still needs the touch of a woman once in a while. Her husband regularly travels for business, and she will call me to get together when he is gone. He knows that she has a girlfriend, just not who it is. Anyway, she took those pictures of me one night, nothing nude but I think they are very sexy.

Picking my words carefully, I said, "A friend of mine did, we had been out drinking and dancing and she dared me to do them. Do you like them? We tried to make them sexy without being too trashy."

Jen smiled broadly and said, "You certainly did exactly that. Those pics are VERY sexy. But now you make me wonder what happened after you were done shooting..."

Now my mind was totally racing. Did she really say that? Was the object of my fantasies really asking me what I thought she was? "Do you? What would you like to know?"

Now Jen seemed to be choosing her words carefully. "Ummmm... So did you and her do anything? Kiss or anything?"

Nothing ventured, nothing gained! It seemed like Jen truly wanted to hear it all, so I said, "Oh, yeah! We kissed (pausing for effect) and a lot more actually. She and I get together sometimes when her husband is out of town."

"So are you bi or lesbian, then?" Jen asked.

"If I had to pick a category, I would say bi but leaning wayyyyy toward women only," was my reply.

"Good answer!" Jen said with a smile. "I pretty much stick to women but once in a while it feels SOOOO good to get fucked hard and fast by a guy. And it's easy to find a willing guy, always lots of guys hanging around."

"I agree. Guys are easy, just smile at them and they get hard. But for the best loving, I think it's with a woman. There is nothing like kissing a girl to get my juices flowing."

"Mmmmmmmm... God, yes. I love how soft everything is..."

Now I was even more in shock. My goddess, Jennifer Capriati, was sitting next to me, telling me how cute I was and how much she loved kissing women. Well, here goes nothing...

"Jen, would you like to come over to my place? I could make us dinner or something."

She looked into my eyes and said, "Sure. But the 'or something' sounds even better to me. Let me call in and let them know. I already gave them your phone number so if something comes up they can reach us." She pulled out her cell, punched in a number, and told whoever answered that she was going out for the evening and would be back late, but not to worry.

She stuffed her phone in her pocket and said, "Okay, now we're free. I sent my driver off, so I hope you have a car!"

As we left the bar, I said, "I do, but I hope you don't mind riding in a beat up old Honda. I don't quite make as much money as a tennis pro."

Jen smiled and said, "I still have my first car at home, it's an old Honda, too. My folks wouldn't let me get that Ferrari I really wanted and besides, when I started on Tour I was too young to drive. I was 18 before I got my license."

We got to my car, and I opened the door for her. Luckily, I had just washed it and vacuumed it, so it looked as good as it could. It's in good shape, it's just old. It is really reliable though, so I keep it. New cars are so expensive. Jen slid inside after putting the passenger seat back.

As we rode to my apartment, we made small talk. We had been chatting for months, so she already knew about my bad luck with men. That my last boyfriend had cheated on me after almost three years, so I had dumped him. 

When we got there, I asked if she wanted something to drink. No alcohol, of course, since she has been through rehab. But she said that ice water would be great, so I poured us both large glasses. We sat on my couch, at either end but kind of facing each other. She asked if she could get more comfortable, and take her sweats off. "Sure, make yourself as comfortable as you want!"

She stood, then unzipped her sweat jacket to reveal a little tank top. Her nipples were clearly erect through the top and her sports bra. She slid her sweat pants off and was wearing nylon shorts underneath. Her long, strong legs were smooth and bare as she sat back down. "That's better!"

Jen stretched her arm out along the top of the sofa, and I took that as an invitation to slide closer to her. Her arm closed around my shoulders as I pressed my body into hers. I slid my arm around her waist, then looked up into her eyes. "Where were we?" I asked.

"You were telling me how much you like kissing girls..." Jen said, then turned my face to hers. She stroked my cheek tenderly then lowered her face to mine. As our lips met, I couldn't help but give a soft moan. I felt Jen's tongue press forward against my lips, so I slid mine out to meet hers. Our mouths opened and soon our tongues were dancing together in a passionate kiss. 

My hand slid upward and cupped Jen's breast through her top. I could feel her erect nipple, and when I pinched it between my fingers she moaned into my mouth. Her hand moved down my body onto my thigh. I loved how strong she was, yet how soft her hands felt. My legs opened almost by themselves, and soon Jen's hand was stroking my mound through my thong. I know she could feel how wet I was.

I pushed Jen's top up and reached underneath it. I cupped her little breast through her bra, then pushed the bra up to feel her nipple with my fingers. I rolled the nipple, pulling and twisting it. I know she liked it because she was moaning the whole time. 

Jen's hand was busy too, running her finger along my slit, pressing my thong into it. I was soooo turned on, arching my hips upward into her hand. She slid my panties to the side and rubbed my mound. She broke the kiss for a seond and said, "Shaved? Mmmmmm...." then gently slid a fingertip into me. I was sopping wet, and her finger slid in easily. She then pulled her wet finger out and stroked my hard clit. With that I spread my legs wide for her, I was totally under her spell.

I broke the kiss and said, "Let's go in there..." pointing to the bedroom. Jen smiled and stood, then picked me up and carried me in her arms. She laid me on the bed then kneeled between my legs. She put my arms over my head and removed my top and bra. She lowered her head and started sucking on my nipple, teasing the other one with her fingers. Then she switched. I was moaning and moving my hips all over the bed as she made love to my breasts. My hands were on her back, stroking her, pushing her top up.

She straightened up, then pulled her tank top and bra off. Finally, I could see those sexy little breasts and hard nipples that I had fantasized about. She slid her shorts and panties off to reveal that she also was completely shaved. I reached between her legs but she pushed my hand away and said, "Wait, baby, first it's your turn."

She reached for my skirt and I raised my hips to help her take it off. She slid off my skirt and thong in a single motion, threw them on the floor, and we were naked together. She lowered her body into mine and whispered, "Kiss me again, Jessi. I love how you kiss me..."

Our lips met, and our mouths opened and we were soon kissing passionately again. Tongues dancing together wildly. Her body pressed into mine. Our erect nipples rubbing together. My hands on her waist, pulling her hips tight against mine. My legs wrapped around her waist, I could feel our shaved pussies kissing too. 

She raised up, and put her breast to my mouth. I eagerly sucked her hard nipple into my mouth, biting and chewing on it. "Oh God, Jen, I have wanted you for SOOOOO long..." She moaned and began a rhythmic grinding of her pussy against mine. I could feel her clit rubbing against mine. I could feel her wetness mixing with mine.

I cupped her sweet strong ass in my hand, and slid a finger along her crack. When my fingertip grazed her asshole, she moaned. I slid my fingertip into her pussy to get it wet, then back to her pucker. I pressed my fingertip forward, and she moaned loud, "YES!!!" 

My finger worked its way into her tight ass, and she was grinding faster and faster. As my finger slid in and out, she screamed, "Oh God, Oh God, Oh God" and I felt her body tremble as she erupted into orgasm. I could feel wetness seeping between us as her pussy spasmed. As she slowly came back down, I held her close and stroked her muscular back. It felt so good, she was so soft yet obviously so powerful. I stroked her cheek and whispered, "It's okay, baby, it's okay.."

Jen raised her head to look at me. "Okay? God, Jessi, it's amazing is what it is! I have NEVER had an orgasm like that before... I hope I can make you feel half that good!"

And with that she lowered her head and started sucking my nipple again. My hand went to her hair, stroking it. Her hand slid between my open thighs and began stroking my pussy. Her finger slid inside me, God was I wet!!! Then she moved her finger up and started teasing my clit. She was licking her way down my stomach at the same time. My legs were spread as wide as I could, I wanted this girl to take me, to own my pussy. Jen darted her tongue in and out of my navel, as she slid her finger in and out of my pussy. I moaned and arched my hips upwards to her.

She spread my lips with her fingers then ran her tongue up my slit and across my clit. I moaned loudly and my hands grabbed her hair more tightly, plling her face into my pussy. She spread my lips wide and stabbed her tongue deep inside me, still teasing my clit with her fingers. My thighs went up onto her shoulders as she ate my pussy.

I looked down at her and smiled, and she smiled back and ran her tongue around her lips. It was SOOOO hot, seeing the world's #1 ranked tennis player between my legs, licking and sucking my pussy. She lowered her head and took my clit between her teeth, and slid two fingers into my pussy. I couldn't believe how good it felt when she made a V out of them and began twisting them back and forth while her tongue fluttered across my clit. It wasn't too long before I exploded on her face and fingers, but she kept at it.

She ate me through at least five orgasms, before I collapsed back against the bed and said, "No more, baby, please stop for now..." Jen crawled up along my body and kissed me tenderly. I could taste my juices on her lips and tongue, and the taste rejuvenated me. I rolled over on top of her, and said, "Lay back, baby, now it's MY turn!"

She lay back and spread her legs wide. Her shaved pussy was obviously sopping wet, and I couldn't wait to taste her. So I didn't... I dove between her powerful thighs and bgan to lick and suck her pussy. I slid two fingers into her, and she was SOOOOO tight and SOOOOOO hot. Jen arched her back, lifting her hips off the bed as I fucked her with my fingers. I slid my tongue into her, between my fingers, then up across her clit. She was sopping wet, the sheets were drenched between both of our juices.

She took my head in her hands and turned my face so we were looking at each other. "You love this, don't you Jessi? You love eating my pussy and being my slut, don't you? Eat my pussy, Jessi, make me cum on your pretty face..."

"Oh God, Jen, yes I love it all. I love your body, I love sucking your pussy, tasting your sweet juices..."

"Then do it, baby... Eat me, eat my pussy"

So I dove back in and bgan licking and sucking Jennifer Capriati's pussy like a wild woman. Fingers and tongue dancing all over her pussy, tasting her, sucking her clit, fingers deep inside her. She clutched my hair in her hands and pulled my face tight to her pussy, and was moaning "Fuck me Jessi, fuck me Jessi, fuck me Jessi..." and grinding her hips against my face. Her body stiffened and she screamed "FUCK!" and I could feel juices pouring out of her as she came, and her pussy spasming around my fingers. She kept cumming and cumming for a long time, then finally she went limp.

I gently pulled my fingers out of her pussy, and slid up along her body so we were lying next to each other. I kissed her gently, and she smiled and pulled me close. We spent a long time just holding each other, stroking each other, and kissing tenderly. 

I rolled up so I was straddling her thigh, and she pressed her leg upward against me. I was rubbing my pussy against her, and I know she could feel me getting wet against her leg.

"God, baby, you are insatiable..." she whispered.

"I've just wanted you for so long, I don't want it to end..."

"Mmmmmmm.... Me either, baby, you are fantastic!" Jen purred. Her hands were busy, she had one hand on my ass, cupping it as I ground myself against her thigh. Her other hand was cupping my breast, pinching the nipple between two fingers. I had my hand on her breast, pulling and twisting her erect nipple as well.

"Mmmmm... Can I ask a favor, Jen?"

"Sure, baby, anything you want..."

"One thing I REALLY fantasized about, that really got me turned on, was us in a 69, with you on top with those beautiful strong legs wrapped around my face. Can we do that? Please?"

"Mmmmmmm... I would love that, I love the feeling of a hot 69." And with that, Jen rolled over on top of me and lowered her pussy to my face. I stretched my tongue out and slid it as deep into her as I could. Her moan told me she liked it.

Jen lowered her face to my pussy and we started eating each other for real. I grabbed her ass cheeks above my face and spread them, and ran my tongue up across her asshole. She responded by pressing her hips down into my face and moaning. She spread my legs wide and started flicking her tongue all over my clit, as my tongue darted in and out of her pussy. I slid a fingertip into her wet pussy, to get it lubed to slide into that tight ass.

When my fingertip pressed against her pucker, she moaned and pushed back against it. I pressed it forward gently, and sucked on her clit at the same time. Her hips were moving, fucking herself against my tongue and finger. Her tongue was dancing on my clit as she slid her finger in and out of me.

My finger was moving in and out of her tight ass, and I was sucking her clit as hard as I could. Jen was sucking my clit, too, and I could feel her body tensing for another orgasm. I was thrusting my hips up, into her face as she ate me. I was close too, and when she moaned, "Yes, Jessi, Yes!" I could feel her spasm and it drove me over the edge. I exploded, screaming, "Oh God, yes, Jen, yes, baby, that's it baby..."

We brought each other off several more times that way, and I have to say that it was every bit as hot as I had fantasized. Hotter, actually, since it really WAS Jennifer Capriati between my thighs instead of my own fingers.

After that first time, we stay in touch almost every day, and she has come to visit me a few times when the Tour is off for an extended stretch. And every time has been just as hot as the first time, if not hotter. I think we are developing an emotional bond and would probably be girl friends for sure if she wasn't travelling all the time. But a girl can dream, can't she... 



Me and Jenny



It was a sunny monday afternoon at college and I was sat in the library trying to get some coursework finished in time. "Is anyone sitting here?" I hear a voice ask. I look up and there is a beautiful girl of about 18 stood next to the table holding her folder. She has long blonde hair and big brown eyes. I shake my head and she sits down. We start talking as I help her with her maths work, and I find out her name is Jenny and she is in my year. Before I even notice, the library is closing, and we have to leave.

"I know this probably sounds a bit strange, but would you like to come to my house to watch a movie? I have wine" Jenny says.

"I suppose I could" I hear myself saying. We walk back to her house, which is actually only around the corner from my house, and when we get there we go straight up to her room. We decide to watch notting hill and quickly get through three bottles of good white wine. I get up to go to the toilet, and notice that I am actually quite drunk, and I can see that Jenny is looking pretty worse for the wear herself. When I sit back down we decide to put on another film, and settle on the exorcist of Emily-Rose. Before the film has even started, Jenny is hiding behind me, snuggling into my side. 

"You aren't afraid of scary movies are you?" I giggle. Jenny says nothing, just shakes her head. I wrap my arms around her and give her a big hug. She lifts her head and gazes at me with her huge brown eyes. I don't know what I was thinking, but I find myself leaning down and giving her a quick kiss on the cheeks. Blushing I look away, muttering how sorry I am, but Jenny takes my face and kisses me deeply. I lean in so we are passionately kissing, and my hand finds it's way to her right breast. I started to fondle her large-ish breast, and moan as Jenny leaves my lips, and trails her lips down my neck, kissing and nibbling it as she went down. She lifted my t-shirt up over my head and began kissing my breast and flicking my nipple with her tongue. I could feel myself getting wet, and decide to take her summer dress off. I undo the zip at the side, and Jennys dress just falls down.

"Naughty, naughty, going to college without any underwear" I grin. I can't believe that someone would go out with no underwear under their dress!

I trail my fingers down her spine as she continues to kiss my breasts, then bring them around, and begin to play with her clit. I think she may be even wetter than me, if that's even possible. Jenny brings her lips back up to kiss mine, and starts to moan slightly into my mouth as I play with her some more. I lay her on her back, and lean my face in towards her warm area. I start to manipulate her clit with my tongue and slide my fingers inside her. I thrust them in and out, getting quicker and quicker, as she grinds on my face, and I lick harder and harder. Before long she has a strong orgasm, and I lick up all of her cum. I quickly move back up and kiss her so she can taste her own juices. She leans over the bed to her drawers, and pulls out a black silk scarf and rolls me over and sits on my stomach so that I am pinned down. She pulls my arms up to the head of the bed and ties them together to the bed. She then goes down and starts licking me. I feel myself getting warm as I get more excited, and it feels so strange as she is literally only touching my clit with her tongue. No other part of her body is touching me. She leans over to her drawers again, and pulls something out that I can't see. She straddles me again, but facing away from me, and starts licking me out again. She pushes herself towards my face so I start to ferociously lick her clit again, then jump as something huge enters me. 'So that must be what she got out of the drawer... a big dildo' I think to myself, then let out a huge moan as she thrusts it inside me. I keep licking her out as she licks away at me, and feel myself getting hotter and hotter until... ohhh!

I let her come on my face as I have the biggest orgasm I have ever experienced. Jenny licks my juices up, then licks her own off my face and kisses me deeply, then wrapping herself around me we fall asleep.



Me & Kali



Kali and I have been best friends and roommates since we joined our sorority a few years ago. We are such good friends that we practically share everything, clothes, shoes, make-up and recently, occasionally, a boyfriend or two. Our boyfriends go crazy when they find out we love to have threesomes with each other. I don't consider myself a lesbian or anything, although, I had kissed a few girls in high school, and I'm sure that Kali had too but I had never completely gone all the way with a girl or had even wanted to until I met her. She is a totally amazing lover.

It had all started one night a few months ago when Kali had a date with her then boyfriend, Paul. She and Paul had gone to a party and the rest of the girls in the house were out doing their own thing. I was stuck at the house working on a paper for my English Lit class. I had fallen asleep lying across my bed, I'm usually a really light sleeper so I instantly heard Kali and Paul coming up the stairs and I was immediately awake but I kept my eyes shut and pretended to still be asleep. I could tell from what I heard that Kali had been drinking and was just a bit tipsy. It's not to difficult to get her drunk, me either, seeing how we are built the same, a very petite 5'4" frame; we are so similar that we can totally exchange any part of our wardrobe even down to our bras and panties. 

I could hear them breathing hard, kissing each other deeply and when Kali began to beg him to fuck her I almost opened my eyes to let them know that I was awake but the tingle of excitement that had awoken my clit kept me still and quiet. 

She didn't have to do much convincing. I carefully lifted one eyelid just enough to see Kali unzipping Paul's jeans and pulling out his hard cock. Paul pulled his T-shirt off and discarded it then quickly helped Kali with her clothes. Just as she was about to take him into her mouth I saw her wink at me and a devilish grin came across her face. She knew I wasn't sleeping and she was going to play with her boyfriend for me. 

Kali's tongue gradually ran around the head of Paul's cock coating it with a thin glossy finish. My pussy immediately quivered and my nipples hardened. Hearing him moan as her mouth wrapped around him was intoxicating. I watched her lips pull tight against his stiff shaft gliding up and down him mercilessly. She forced his thighs open exceptionally wide to make sure I got a good view as her hot tongue flicked and sucked his balls and then ran the entire length of his solid cock to the dripping head where she had began. 

Paul arched his back and pleaded with her to take all of him in her mouth. He laced his hands in her auburn hair and wrenched her mouth back down his cock, driving it deep into her throat. There she was with her perky nose buried against the coarse dark hair at the base of his cock. He held her head against him with such vigor that I could hear Kali begin to gag. Long dripping strings of drool fell from her gapping mouth over his bulging sack. Just when I thought she wasn't going to be able to keep it all together he yanked her up allowing a massive rush of air to fill her lungs. 

For a few seconds she was overwhelmed and continued to inhale through a sputtering of coughs. Paul without delay got up on his knees behind her pushing her down to her hands and knees. A few quick passes of the fat head of his swollen cock the length of her wet pussy lips and he plunged deep inside of her. The sight of Kali's wet pink hole and the sound of Paul's cock pumping inside while his balls slapped against her made my clit ache. I needed to masturbate desperately. 

Kali's titties bounced and swayed as he rammed his cock inside of her, deep and relentlessly. His grip remained firm on her hips, she moaned and whimpered with each stroke. I could tell by the look on his face he was getting close to shoot his load. Kali drove her pussy back onto his cock meeting his strokes pleading with him to fuck her harder. I held my thighs together firmly; my panties were soaking wet. I wanted to rub my pussy fiercely. 

I love the sound of guys when they are fucking; they all have a primordial, primitive growl, which is so hot. Paul soon began to bellow he was going to cum and Kali begged Paul to shoot his cum in her mouth. He quickly leapt to the floor next to her bed and seized Kali's head, jerking her onto his cock. His fingers were entangled tightly in her hair; he thrust his hips and pulled her mouth onto his cock. His body stiffened while he held her tightly on his pulsating cock. The sounds of my best friend gulping down his hot load were just as electrifying as Paul's roar of ecstasy. I so wanted to be right there with her, having his cum shoot all over both of us. As his rigid body shook I could see cum dripping from Kali's mouth. I couldn't hold out much longer my pussy was aching for attention. 

I slowly but surely stirred in my bed pretending to be waking up. "Hey...what's all the noise?" I pushed the blankets back from my face and faked a wide-mouthed yawn.

"Oh my gosh!" With a heavy whisper Kali acted surprised to see me awake. "Hurry Paul! You have to go!!"

He scrambled for his clothes as Kali thrust him out of our room. She quickly slammed the door behind him, through the door we heard Paul's heavy footsteps running down the house stairs and finally the front door slamming. Kali flopped on my bed next to me the both of us rolling with laughter. "Wonder if he stopped to put his pants on?" We laughed until we practically were crying. 

I glanced up at Kali's face; she still had some of Paul's cum clinging to her chin. Without hesitating I held her face in my hands and licked his cum from her. It was warm and creamy against her face and my tongue scooped every bit as I pulled her closer to me. Gently, affectionately I kissed her. Kali's lips were delicate and plump they felt so satisfying pressed to mine. Her lips parted welcoming my cum-covered tongue to mingle with her own. We kissed even deeper sharing Paul's cum between our hungry mouths.

Kali's fingers without delay found their way to my moist panties. My clit was throbbing, aching to be touched. My thighs opened wider imploring her to touch me. Kali slid her fingers over my taunt belly, working them over then under my panties. Her soft fingertips pressed against my swollen pussy. A euphoric sigh escaped my lips as I arched my back and began to grind my pussy against her hand.

"Mmmm ... a nice plump pussy ... just the way I like it." Kali rubbed my pussy as she kissed my neck, "show me those beautiful titties Kelly." Her breath was so warm against my flesh she sent chills over my entire body. I pulled my nightie over my head and our robust breasts pressed against each other, her pink nipples encircling mine. When I experienced her rigid nipples against mine my body shuddered, I could feel my orgasms building within me. 

Kali's tongue and fingers began working my body. Her fiery tongue surrounded my nipple while her fingers caressed my tender clit. Her lips felt indescribable on my breasts as she kissed and tugged at my nipples, every move she made was pleasure-filled. Her fingers plunged deep within my sopping wet hole vigorously yet delicately. My hips and my pussy drew her fingers deeper; I held them tight surrounding them with my snug muscles. Kissing her harder I heard myself moaning around her tongue.

"I need to taste you." Kali knelt next to me and pulled away my soaked panties. Her soft hands pet my inner thighs, gently pushing them apart. She hovered above me, kissing my mouth, my neck, over and between my breasts. Her lips and tongue overwhelmed me. 

"Oh God!" I heaved a sigh, her lips felt so warm and tender as she pressed them against my belly. 

Her tongue made tight circles over my mound her eyes fixed on mine. Tenderly she guided my legs back, exposing every ripe morsel of my fiery pink pussy. Kali pressed her mouth to my swollen pussy lips, sucking them into her mouth and licking every plump crimson fold. There wasn't one spot on my pussy that Kali's tongue didn't explore, with the exception of my pulsating clit. I was in agony; I needed her to suck my clit, to bite it. She was enjoying teasing me, flicking the tip of her tongue at the base of my clit. 

"Ohhhh Kali please! please!" I begged her, "Suck it! I need you."

Gradually, soothingly she positioned her lips over my hard agonizing clit. Her fingers thrusting within me deeper, her lips enveloped my clit, drawing my hard button into her mouth. "OHHHHH GODDDD YESSSSS!!!!" Enthusiastically, uncontrollably my body writhed under her experience. A massive orgasm began to rise within me. 

Kali instantly lapped up all the sweet juices, which flowed from my pussy. The burning deep in my belly was close to erupting. "Kali ... please ... kiss me." 

Kali covered my body with hers. She hurled her toned thigh between mine, pressing hard against my quivering pussy. Our bodies locked in sync, grinding, gyrating, and her firm breasts hard-pressed against mine. Our tongues danced and encircled each other, as we shared the tangy oils of my own pussy. "Cum with me baby." Kali pleaded with me, her body seizing against mine. 

Sudden ferocious explosions swept me as our body spasms propelled me to the most intense explosive orgasm I've ever felt. Kali and I were intertwined as one, shuddering hysterically against each other. Our lips pressed firmly at one fell swoop kissing each other passionately. 

We lay together, exhausted, drenched, and captivated until sleep overtook us. Our bodies remained interweaved together that night. It was the first night we made love together, but it defiantly hasn't been the last. Kali is my best friend and like I said we share everything.