0 comments/ 33399 views/ 3 favorites The Benefits of Staying in Touch By: Barnaby "Oh my God!! How ARE you?" "I'm great! How are YOU?" "Oh my God, it's so good to SEE you! What's it been? Four years?" "More like five! You're cute as a bug but you never could keep track of time." "Shut up, you...Oh my God, it is SO fucking good to SEE you!" "I GET that, silly! You too, baby! You too!!" By that point in what passed for the conversation, I had locked up the car and gotten out myself. The two cars had arrived at the restaurant parking lot at almost exactly the same moment and an impatient Cindy had just jumped out before I had even gotten all the way into the parking space. It HAD been five years, in fact, since we had seen our old friend Donna. I walked over to her car and said, "Surprise! Thought I'd bring Cindy along with me. Hi, sweetie," I greeted her a bit more calmly than my companion even as I opened my arms for a big hug. "Well, hiya stranger!" The short, stacked and smiling blonde wrapped her own arms tightly around me and I squeezed, only to hear an unexpected, "OWW!" right in my ear. "What th..?" yelped Cindy in surprise. "Sorry. You're hurting my piercings," Donna explained. "Your WHAT?" we both blurted. "My piercings. I just got my boobs pierced last week!" she explained with a proud smile. With that she lifted and lowered her white school t-shirt very quickly, flashing us just enough so that we glimpsed the shiny little metal rings sticking right through the dark brown nipples on her huge breasts. "Oh! My! God!" yelped Cindy again. "I cannot believe you just fucking flashed us right here in this parking lot. Have you gone crazy or...or..." "Hahahahaa! Oh, come on, since when were YOU such a prude, girl?" I couldn't help add, "Reminds me of the night we first met when you came into my store and took off your shirt in the back aisle to show me your tattoo." "Don't be ridiculous. That was on her back. This was her...her..." Cindy's eyes were still bugged out and she cupped her hands in front of her own chest. "My TITTIES?" "Ex-ACTLY!" We all laughed. "Okay, enough of this foolishness, " I said. "Speaking of titties, who's hungry? After all, we ARE at a restaurant." "Meeeee!" Cindy squealed like a little kindergartner. "I am fucking famished," drawled Donna. "Spent all morning packing to make the trip back to Alabama and then the last couple hours driving so I could stop here and see you on the way. And then you gotta go and spring HER on me!" My two young friends put their arms around each other and started catching up while I led the way inside. I felt more than a little odd to be a middle-aged man in a long-sleeved shirt and dress pants while my 25-year-old dinner dates were wearing tight shorts and t-shirts and both rather obviously with no bras. Let's face it, I looked like I was their pimp. I had known bubbly, brunette Cindy for five years, ever since the day I had hired her at the drugstore I used to manage. Donna had been one of our favorite customers just before I quit. Both girls moved away soon afterwards but I had stayed in touch by email. Then, late last year, Cindy moved back into the area. When Donna and I had arranged this long-postponed dinner reunion earlier in the week, I immediately decided to invite our mutual friend along as a surprise. To be honest, it had been so long, I thought things between Donna and I might feel awkward. They didn't. It was like we had never been apart. "Was she always shorter than me?" whispered Cindy as we waited to be seated. "Of course not, " I whispered back, "The water in Alabama causes a person to slowly start shrinking." "Seriously?" We all cracked up at that as we entered the restaurant where we had hung out after work five years before. Over the next two hours, we laughed and joked and caught each other up on what had been going on with our jobs, our families, our love lives and anything else that came to mind. Oh, and we ate...but not much. I kept apologizing to Jazmyn, our waitress, when the girls would get a bit loud...and sometimes more than a bit explicit. "It's okay, sugar," she reassured me several times, adding once that, "You guys seem like my kinda people." I knew I had to leave her a good tip. Toward the end, I had tried to snap a couple pics of all three of us with my cellphone. They turned out okay but then Jazmyn offered to play cameraman and the girls both piled in on either side of me in the booth. "Okay, now, smile," she ordered. CLICK. "Oh, come on, now, Mister. You can do better than that!" "Okay, okay. Hold on." Cindy leaned her head on my shoulders so closely that I could smell her hair. It smelled fresh and flowery. As our waitress-photographer counted to three for the next picture, I suddenly grabbed the thighs of both girls and squeezed tightly. It was a silly gesture but it got great, giggly smiles out of all three of us for the picture and even a bit of a stirring inside my pants. "Oh, honey, that was priceless! You ARE my kinda people!" With that I handed her a seventeen dollar tip for putting up with us above and beyond the call of duty. "Wow!" she said quietly, "Now you're my new favorite customers, too." We all laughed and she went on to discreetly add, "Hey I'm outta here in a half hour if you guys'd like to hang out for awhile..or somethin'." The girls looked at each other. I started to say that Donna needed to get going when all of a sudden the two of them reached over and hugged Jazmyn. "We'll meet you outside," said Donna. "Ummm..well, okay, then," I added with a slightly confused smile. She gave me a quick hug, also and if I didn't know better (and I don't), I'd swear she purposely grabbed my ass. When I looked up, my two friends were walking away so I scurried up to their sides. "Hey, what's the hurry?" "We're going to the bathroom, dumbass. You wanna come?" "Oh. Sorry. I'll pay and be ready by the time you come out." "Haha," laughed Donna. "You'd BETTER be ready." They both giggled like the teenagers they almost were and nearly skipped on around the corner to the restroom. I paid us up and waited by the door for what seemed forever before they finally came out still giggling like idiots. "Geez, what'd you guys do in there anyway and do you have any more of those drugs?" "If you must know," Donna said, "we peed." "...and while we were peeing, we discussed a little idea," added Cindy as she kind of stuck her long tongue out at me. "You know you guys scare me? I mean seriously. Always have. Like the time when you two..." "Oh, stop that, you moron!" said Donna slapping at my arm, "It's not like you have to be anywhere anytime soon and you might just LIKE what we have in mind." The three of us started out the door into the parking lot. It was just past dusk and there was an eerie glow offset by all the garish sign lights from the nearby highway. "No, I don't have to be anywhere until tomorrow morning but I thought you said YOU wanted to be back on the road by dark, y'know?" "Hey, something came up," she said with a squint and a naughty grin. At the same time, she clearly gestured her head toward my crotch. It was rather obviously tenting my pants a little. My own eyes drifted back to her tits. I hadn't been a breast man since I was sixteen but Donna's huge ones could easily change that. "So anyway," said Cindy, apparently continuing a conversation from the restroom, "like I was saying before, it's not like I haven't done it with a woman...sorta. I mean...it's been a few years but..." "Did you come?" Donna asked casually as we stood in the windy lot. The pair of them dissolved into nervous laughter at the very boldness of the question. "Hey, answer me, bitch! I said, 'Did you come?,' she asked again, knocking her shoulder hard against Cindy's. "Hahahahahahaha!! YES! I came! I CAME! Damn you, Donna! Hahahahaha! I shook and shivered and screamed and collapsed the fucking bed we were on, okay?? Hahaha! The cops, the fire department and even the freakin' CIA had to come and see what the hell was going on! Does that work for you??" "Really? I'm impressed." "NO! Not really. Ohmigod...gotta catch my breath now. UGGHH!!! Yeah...yeah, I came but it was a little one, y'know? It was just okay. My timing sucked. She was on her period and wouldn't let me try much of anything on her so I never got the full experience. I really wanted to but..." I tried to join in on the conversation casually without letting the girls know I was really getting turned on with all of this sex talk. I mean, all of us had always been open...but usually on the phone or on the computer...and always seperately! This was a little too...well...REAL to be comfortable. " So you, like, had a rumble instead of an earthquake?" "You just stay out of this! What do you know about it? You can be such a MAN sometimes!" "Ummm....could that be because I AM one? I mean...I CAN prove it, y'know." In spite of my stiffie, I went for the obvious visual gag and faked unzipping my zipper. "No!" they yelled simultaneously with their hands held up in the air. Under her breath, Donna added, "Not just yet, anyway." "What'd you just say?" I asked in all seriousness. Before I could get an answer, however, Cindy interrupted with "Ohmigod! I have GOT to tell you! You are, like, one of the very, very few people I can tell this to!" "Cool! What? Tell me, tell me!" "And a little lower, please, " I added, "or else you'll also be telling all of Foster County, loudmouth." "Rude! Anyway, it's like, the most bizarre thing that's ever happened to me! You are NOT gonna believe this!" "What? Tell me!" "You are just NOT gonna believe what happened!" "Okay but if you don't actually tell me soon, I'm gonna stomp your foot, you crazy girl." "Fine! Fine! It's just that this thing..." Cindy started before being interrupted by Donna doing just what she had so calmly threatened, stamping down hard in the general area of Cindy's left foot. "Hey! You asshole! I was gonna tell it that time!" "Oh, my bad. Good thing I missed then. Please continue." "Okay, so last month I spent a week in Detroit visiting my dad, y'know, and while I was there he bought me not one but FOUR full outfits! SO cute! Oh, I wish you had time to see 'em. Anyway, when it came time to leave, I didn't have enough room to pack 'em." "Uh-huh." "So dad says, 'Hey, guess what? I've got one of your old suitcases in the back of my closet.' Guess he accidentally brought it with him when he moved up there. So I'm thinking how cool and he finds it and I start to pack it and you'll never guess what I find in there!" I couldn't resist. I slapped myself in the forehead and said, "So THAT's what happened to your pet hamster, Harvey!" "UGH! You're closer. Hit him. " Donna did just that with a great big smile on her face. "Owww! Not so hard, alright?" "ANYway...I found my very first...vibrator!" "Nuh-uh!" "YES! Seriously! And I checked and the batteries still worked and everything. But then I'm, like, did Dad see this?" "Oh, you can bet he'd have said something if he'd ever found it," I offered. "No, that's just it. He's the type who most likely would've put it back and just pretended he'd never seen it, y'know?" "Ewww!" was Donna's response. "I could never play with it again if I thought there was even a chance that my stepdad had touched it! I mean...Ewwww!!" "And I get that, I really do but this was a really, REALLY good one, okay? I mean, I've got other sex toys. This one here gave most of 'em to me, in fact," she said, gesturing to me. "Ewww, again!" "What's with the 'Eww?' I sent you one that Christmas, too, remember? That thick tiger-striped one?" Another smile rolled across Donna's lips. "Oh, yeah!" "Anyhow, this one was all flesh-colored and soft and squishy just like real skin and it was all veiny and looked just like a real wang." "A wang?" "She means a real dick," I explained. "Well, yeah, and it feels like the real thing, too. And you know, like, I've got a kind of 'oral fixation' and with this, if there's no guys around, I can just..." With that, she opened her mouth in an O shape and began wiggling her tempting tongue lasciviously as if she were plunging an invisible penis into her mouth. Again, the pair of them dissolved into laughter. "So you decided to keep it, then?" "Fuck, yeah! Used it just before we headed out here tonight, in fact!" "Eww! TMI!" Donna yelled very loudly while scrunching up her face. Standing there leaking pre-cum into the stretched crotch of my underwear, I was starting to feel like I was intruding. We had always all three been sexually open. It just seemed natural to us. Our friendships had been filled with double entendres and sharing fantasies and secrets. Cindy, for instance, had called me to brag when she had performed her very first blowjob to completion and later to tell me when she had sex with two different guys on the same day. Likewise, Donna had emailed me after discovering the unexpected joys of anal sex with a married man. That said, I was sure that none of us had ever looked at ourselves as potential sex partners. As the very public conversation continued to stay explicit, though, I was at long last wondering if maybe... "Y'know, " said Donna, "I came thiiiis close to having my first threesome just a couple nights ago." "You naughty girl! Details! I want details, dammit!" demanded Cindy. " Yeah, and the weirdest part was that the one guy was gay!" "What th'?" "Yeah, okay. Y'see I had been hot for this guy I'd been working with at my summer job and it was my last night so it was now or never. So I asked him out and, of course, we had sex at his place." "Naturally." "And it was AWEsome! I don't think I was ever so wet! But anyway, the next night, Wednesday, he asked me out to this club and there were these two gay guys there and they were SO funny--I mean, really out there with their dancing and all , y'know? Just fun to watch." "Uh-huh." "And me, well I'd had a little--okay maybe kind of a lot--to drink and somehow I ended up giving the cute redheaded one a lap dance." "Oh my God!" "Yeah, and he was really gettin' into it and started feelin' up my boobs and then he said, 'Mama, you got the biggest tits I ever saw. Please let me suck 'em.' And remember, I was blitzed so I just said, 'sure' and pulled up my top right there! Next thing I know, this guy's got his lips clamped on my right tit and his tongue's playing with my nipple ring. It was ginormously weird but it was AWEsome!" "Okay, stop. We've got a problem, here," said Cindy. "What's the matter, hon?" "I'm horny now, dammit!" she announced with a laugh that doubled as frustrated crying. "Oh my fucking God, why is that a problem? Remember what we discussed in the restroom?" "I didn't think you were serious! I mean...I can't do it with HIM!" she was pointing at me, of course. "Oh, thank you SO much," I said with only a bit of sarcasm. "I cannot believe that in all the time you guys have known each other you've never done anything. Not even a handjob!" Cindy had a sensuous pout on her lips but shook her head rapidly from side to side. "Well, I DID sniff her panties a few times," I said. "You what!?" Cindy asked in surprise. "And surely you noticed that I would get hard whenever I gave you backrubs or footrubs?" "Ooooo!" said Donna, "Now we're getting somewhere!" "Shut up! My feet hurt alot, okay? How was I supposed to know he had a fucking foot fetish? And by the way, mister, when did you sniff my...?" "Look, I don't have a foot fetish but you do have absolutely the cutest, smoothest little feet I have ever seen." Donna interjected with, "You wanna suck 'em? 'Cause I'd kinda like to watch." Cindy and I were looking at each other like we'd never looked at each other before. "My car's got a bigger back seat. Come on." "I'm horny, " Cindy deadpanned. "I'm only doing this 'cause I'm really horny." "Oh, thanks, again. You are makin' me feel so special." "Guys, guys," said Donna trying to calm the situation a bit. "We're all friends. We all trust each other and we're all horny. Girl, I don't know about you but I've been looking forward to sucking his dick tonight. Have you ever even seen it?" "No...." " Cindy, you have got great cocksucker lips. By your own admission, you have an oral fixation. You LIKE to suck cock! Do you swallow?" "Yeeees..." she answered a tad sheepishly. "Then why the hell are we denying our friend here the pleasure that we can give him by sucking him off when we both love sucking guys off? I mean, seriously, who deserves it more--some guy you pick up at a club or at the grocery or the guy who's always there for us no matter what?" I wasn't sure why she was doing this but I loved the fact that Donna was championing me. My cock loved it, too as it was now harder than ever and straining painfully at my tight pants as we climbed in to the back seat of her car. She was right. It was bigger than mine. Cleaner, too. "But some people are friends and some people are lovers and sometimes if you make your friends your lovers, you screw up the friendship. Happens all the time." "Honey," I said, " do you really think I would stop being your friend if you gave me a blowjob? I mean, where's the logic in that? No, it would make me feel even more special to you. Even if it never happened again, it would always be a very special memory. In your heart, you've gotta know that." "Oh, I don't knooow..." "Alrighty, then. Guess I'll have to..." said Donna as as she leaned in toward me. "NO!" Cindy barked. "Mine first!" "Girls, girls. Now don't fight over little old me." "Jerk!" said Cindy. "Just kiss her, dude." I did. I grabbed the back of Cindy's head unexpectedly and pushed my lips to hers. She seemed startled at first and I almost had second thoughts but my dick was now straining to be free. She smelled so good! In a second, she was kissing back, her tongue tentatively probing into my willing mouth and her hand rubbing up and down the front of my pants. "Oh, you guys that is SO fucking hot! Go on and suck him, baby! I wanna see." As Donna said this I glanced across at her and saw her hand was down inside her jeans. If possible, that made me even harder. My hands were shaking but I helped Cindy loosen my belt and unzip me. My pole stood up impatiently through the hole in my dark blue boxers. As if in slow motion I watched my lovely young friend grasp my rigid tool. She squeezed it just enough to elicit a few drops of moisture out of the tip, then she got her hands sticky with it and spread it around as she began slowly pumping it. Her eyes looked into mine. As if to prove that she was still my crazy friend, she stuck her tongue out at me and wrinkled up her nose. It made me laugh but it didn't ruin the moment. Cindy made a big show of opening her mouth and lowering her head to my manhood. "Oh, yeah," said Donna, her hand now gliding quickly over her covered treasure, "Suck him, bitch. Grab his big ol' balls and just..." "Hey, shut up, ya perv! I HAVE done this before you know!" " Sorry," Donna laughed. "It's just that I've always wanted to direct." "Well, guess what, asshole! I Don't! Need! Direction! Just...just play with yourself and leave me alone, here!" "Ummm...yeah, " I added. "She's doin' just fine, y'know?" " See!" Cindy added. " Fine. Whatever. Ya little cocksucker." They both stared at each other fighting big smiles. "So? Wanna make something of it?" As she said that, Cindy finally lowered her luscious pink lips to my lap and slid my dick into the soft, warm tunnel to her throat. Every nerve ending in my body trembled for a second. I moaned loudly and my eyes caught Donna's. She winked and gave me an incredibly naughty look. The Benefits of Staying in Touch Just at that moment, I sensed another presence. Suddenly an only vaguely familiar voice said, "Well, hi there. I saw the car rockin' but thought I'd come a'knockin' anyhow." Jazmyn had stuck her face in through the open window of the front seat. "UHHMUHGDD!" mumbled Cindy, her mouth still full with me. She gagged and coughed and I reluctantly pulled out. "Aw, honey, don't let me interrupt. I said earlier that y'all looked like my kinda people. Looks like I was right." Cindy was still coughing. "Awww, sweetie, I am SOOO sorry. Mmmm...looks like a nice one, too." "Ack! It's okay...seriously. I just..." " Here. Scootch over a bit and let me take over for awhile. Never let a hard-on go to waste. That's what I always say." Donna obligingly climbed over into the front seat allowing the tall, thin blonde we had just met earlier this evening to slide right up to me in the back. Skipping the prelims, she went right down on me, squeezing me tightly with her lips and using her talented tongue to quickly coax out some more seepage. This was all beginning to feel more than a little surreal to me. Balancing herself on the back of the car seat with one hand, Jazmyn rubbed my tightening testes with the other. One thing was certain. SHE had definitely done this before. As she bobbed her head up and down over and over, I could feel what little blood I still had elsewhere rushing to get to my dickhead. "Wow!" offered Donna. "Hey, slow down waitress lady! I haven't gotten any yet!" Cindy was staring, seemingly impressed. "I have never seen anybody actually go down on somebody I know right in front of me. This feels...WEIRD!" Jazmyn pulled off with a big, juicy plop sound and a laugh. She took in a very deep breath and with its release she pointed between my legs and said, "Look how fuckin' red he is! That is soooo cute!" "'Cute,' she says. I thought you were gonna suck it off there for a second...and I mean literally off! I have NEVER felt anything like that so you should get right back to it now, okay?" "Guess I got a little carried away, hon," she said as she started to unfasten her uniform top. Nice fleshy boobs appeared, squeezed in by a tight beige bra that she soon pulled down to her waist. I don't know...C? D? All I know is they were bigger than Cindy's full firm handfuls but nowhere near as big as Donna's heavenly hooters. As Cindy said, the whole thing felt amazingly weird but if these three hot ladies insisted on having their way with me, who was I to discourage them, y'know? Donna took a cue from our new friend and pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, once again revealing her amazing breasts, this time for more than just a second. "Ow!," yelped Cindy. "You 'fwapped' me with your arm!" "Hey, sorry. Whattaya want? It's kinda close in here. If a couple more people show up, we might need to rent a room." Jazmyn's eyes lit up. "Honey, I GOT a room about half a mile down that road right there. Why don't y'all follow me and we can go there. I got a king size bed." She started to button herself back up. "I'm up for that," I said, adding in an old man voice, "I am old and my joints are starting to lock up in this back seat with all of you lovely young things." Donna readily agreed and slipped her shirt back over her chest, much to my disappointment. "You're right. We really can't do much of anything here. You. Boytoy. You drive me and Cindy and follow waitress girl. You can drive me back to my car later." "Yes, Miss Daisy." Cindy still seemed a little befuddled by the events of the evening as she crawled in beside me and Donna took the back seat. "You okay with all this?" I asked with genuine concern. "Oh, I'm fine," she said through a slightly glazed look. "It's just I...I never expected to...I mean...when you invited me, I never...I SUCKED YOUR COCK...and I liked it. I liked it a lot!" Donna leaned over the seat and put her hand on our conflicted friend's shoulder. "And the good news is, you can suck it again when we get there." For my part, I had trouble concentrating on driving. I was so worked up I thought I was going to come in my pants any second. I tried thinking about politics, sports, movies and airport security nazis but all that did was distract me to the point where I ran a red light following Jazmyn. My erection never went down in the least and the thought of at long last actually seeing Cindy naked kept popping into my brain. I glanced over at her and she glanced back and rubbed my thigh. "Um, no. That's NOT helping, baby." "Sorry," she said but she didn't stop. Somehow I held out, though, and we arrived soon enough at our hostess's apartment complex. I parked and we all followed her inside to what was essentially one room with a huge bed right in the middle of it. Everyone was making small talk as Jazmyn walked around turning on lights and asking if anyone needed anything to drink or to use the bathroom. When we all assured her we were fine, she suddenly growled ferally and leapt right at me, pushing me down hard onto the big fluffy bed and tearing at my clothes as we fell. The other girls glanced at each other and gave their own growls as they joined us and also worked on stripping me. I was beginning to feel like dinner! Soon enough, I was lying there stretched out with my torn shirt beneath me and my pants and underwear down to my ankles. Jazmyn's tongue was searching for my tonsils and while I couldn't see past her, I could feel two more tongues trading licks on my smooth cock and my supertight balls. Kissing, licking and sucking sounds were all that could be heard in the room for what seemed like long, endless minutes. Even though all three girls were still dressed, I began to smell their passion. Jazmyn pulled off of me and looked down at the other girls. "Ummmm! Hot! Oh, honey! Anybody ever tell you you look so pretty with a dick between your lips?" Curious as to which girl she was talking to, I glanced in the direction of my crotch and met Donna's eyes as she slid her sensuous mouth up and down on my veiny pole. Cindy was also impressed by our former customer's performance, absent-mindedly rubbing my hairy thighs and all around my nuts. Donna pulled off me with another loud plop. She spit on my dick and jerked it slowly and snugly a couple of times before offering it like a present to Cindy. "Here baby," she said breathlessly. "All yours now. Make him cum. I wanna see you with jizz all over your face you dirty little whore!" "Hey now," said Jazmyn. "We don't need no name calling." Up until then I hadn't noticed that the waitress uniform was now gone and a tall, thin naked woman was running her fingers through what was left of my hair. She kissed me again, hard and wet. It was nice but it made me miss seeing Cindy slip her pouty lips over my dick for the second time that night. I couldn't see it but I sure could feel it. Out of the corner of my eye, I soon noted that Donna was now naked, also, her wonderful, full-bodied thighs and incredible ass facing me as she continued to hover over Cindy. "Oh shit!" I yelled in legitimate surprise as a very sudden orgasm unexpectedly coated the insides of Cindy's mouth with my pent-up semen. Both Jazmyn and Donna moved down to watch her but all I could do was writhe uncontrollably as several thick ropes of my sperm shot from my dick directly into my friend's throat. Cindy coughed a little as she moved her head away from my lap leaving my member still throbbing with aftershocks. "WATER!" she gasped as a little of my sticky white cream dribbled down both sides of her face. She coughed again and Jazmyn--ever the waitress--delivered the requested water. "Honey," she said, "I DID ask a few minutes ago if anyone needed anything to drink. You should always be prepared." "Fuck you," Cindy laughed with a gurgle. She then took a great big swig of water and made a big show of swallowing my cum right in front of me. "Oh my..." I started to say. I was interrupted by Donna. "Oh my GOD, that was so fucking hot, sweetie! C'mere!" With her generous jugs bouncing, Donna plopped on the bed next to Cindy and licked at the come that had escaped her lips, eventually turning the licks into kisses. For her part, Cindy eagerly squeezed the young blonde's boobs. Donna ran her hands through Cindy's thick, beautiful hair and finally their tongues entertwined. Cindy started unbuttoning her pants and lifted her butt so she could slide them down her pale, shapely legs. She had on a pair of full, white cotton panties with a very obvious wet spot where her pussy had been leaking. Donna ran her hands over the panties and wiggled her finger into that wet spot causing Cindy to moan a long, low moan. The kissing continued. Jazmyn and I were now the ones riveted. All guys love to watch two girls make out in porn but I had never actually seen it in real life. Cindy pulled away just long enough to jerk her shirt up over her head, then pressed her perfect tits to Donna's giant ones and went on offense. This time, it was Cindy's hand that felt its way down to her old friend's pulsing center. The scent of women in heat permeated the room. In a moment, they were both completely naked on the bed. While they kissed, Jazmyn continued to rub herself as well as my drippy dick. " I want your tongue," Donna said matter-of-factly to Cindy in between kisses. "Oh, really? And where exactly do you want it, bitch?" "You know where I want it, baby. Don't tease me. Come on. Touch me again." Cindy seemed to make a point of NOT touching her. "How can I give you something if I don't know where you want it?" Donna reached for her hand but Cindy batted it away. "Don't do this! I need it now!" "Where?" "Please!" "Say it!" "Okay, okay! I...need...you...to stick your...tongue...up my PUSSY...you fucking bitch!! Eat my cunt! Lick my vag! Got it now?" "Oh! I see. I see. That wasn't so hard now, was it?" Enjoying the tease, she laughed heartily. "Asshole!" " Oh? You want my tongue there, too?" "Promises, promises. Now get down here and get to work!" "Damn, woman. You're pretty impatient for somebody who's supposedly never done this before!" Cindy rolled directly on top of Donna and kept kissing her. Finally she pulled back, looked at her face and smiled. "My pussy's down there," Donna said calmly as she pointed toward her shapely, spreadeagled legs. "I'm getting there. Don't rush me! This is all new to me, okay?" Her hands were grabbing and squeezing those heavenly breasts with their straining nipples. The brunette's head moved down to them and began to tickle, lick and then suck her. Donna started a steady moan and rubbed Cindy's head. "Ummmmmmmmmmmm! Pussy. It's that wonderfully smelling hole with all that wet hair around it. You really can't miss it." "Shut the fuck up!," Cindy said, tearing herself from one nipple to move to the other, "I'm busy." I could hear the squishy sounds of one or more of Donna's own fingers sawing in and out of her own dampness. The sound made me spurt a little more and it dribbled onto my leg. Jazmyn snickered. Finally, Cindy moved on downward, pausing only briefly to lick her friend's delicate belly button on the way. "Nope. Wrong hole. Gettin' close, though. Feels nice. Ahhhhh! That's it. I started without you, you know?" "I can tell. You smell incredible. I didn't think I'd like it this much but I do!" She sniffed the air deeply. Her fingers traced the fleshy flower and its surrounding bush while we all savored the splendid fragrance and the amazing view. Legs widened a bit more and Cindy slipped her arms under the other girl's thighs to knead the tight cheeks of her behind as she began her feast. A tentative lap. A light circle around the thick outer lips. A momentary suck on the thick, throbbing clit. It was like watching something from a distance in a trance. I came to my senses just long enough to note that my erection was back with a vengeance. "Eat me out, you fucker!" With that, Cindy went wild, slathering her tongue around and around inside the hot, tasty box, taking in the unfamiliar sweet and sour flavor. Donna brought her fingers to her clit and Cindy batted them away again and again. It was Cindy's finger that found her new lover's tight tiny anus and slipped in effortlessly in the overall moistness down there. I could see her wiggling it and hear both women moaning almost in unison. In just a few minutes, Donna's body went from relaxed to tense. I couldn't tell exactly what was going on down there but Cindy was relentless. "Oh, yeah!!!!! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Donna began to recite with every increasingly shallow breath. I watched my friend plunge her finger to the hilt up that round ass as I stepped forward and held my stiff cock to her mouth. My heart was beating ten times faster than it should but the wicked Jazmyn encouraged my unstated plan. "Do it! Stick it in her mouth while she comes. Oh, shit! This is so fuckin' HOT! DAMMIT!" Half afraid she'd bite down when she came, I nevertheless figured I'd never be in this exact position again so I pushed it to her cheek as she lay on the bed. Her eyes opened and she grabbed my pole quickly with her thick, red lips and sucked hard, still moaning non-stop. Her hands at this point were holding Cindy's head tightly in her lap, forcing her to breathe only the perfume coming from her hot, creamy pussy. My own hands grasped the head at my crotch, too. Almost immediately, though, Donna's mouth fell open and her eyes winced as she trembled. I could tell she'd already forgotten about me. I watched the sweat bead up on her forehead as she groaned deep, guttaral groans. Cindy fell off to the side and collapsed, her mouth all red and wet with Donna's stickiness. Jazmyn wasted no time in climbing up and kissing Donna. "I'll get to you in a minute, stud." "Now hold on, ladies. You guys have been doing an excellent job making me feel really wanted tonight but, hey, I'm still just a guy and I know that, okay? I mean...I can only go one more round here tonight and...well...I've wanted to fuck Cindy for years now." "What th...?" she exclaimed. "Seriously?" She scrunched up her face again as she said it. "Yes." I sat on my knees next to her still face down on the bed and began rubbing my hands up and down her smooth right thigh. "Oh, that feels good. I don't smell too bad down there, do I?" "Silly girl! You smell sweet! I love that smell...especially when it's coming from you!" I slipped my left hand into the crack of her inviting ass and found an incredibly wet shaved pussy that two fingers slipped into effortlessly. This brought forth another moan. I noted that the other two girls had pulled back onto the large bed cuddling each other but otherwise watching us. It was my turn to be in the show, I guess. I swung my legs over hers and began massaging her naked back from her neck all the way down to her spankable cheeks. Cindy's skin was so incredibly smooth but with just enough of a sweaty sheen to make sliding my hands a breeze. After years of fantasizing, I couldn't resist spreading her ass open enough to see her little starfish sphincter. "Lick it!" whispered one of the other girls. I couldn't tell which one. I glanced in their direction, though and lowered my face down until the tip of my tongue touched the tip of Cindy's butthole. "Awkward!" she said in a sing-song voice. "Do you want me to stop?" I asked. "No...I guess not. It's just there's an awful lot of new things happening tonight. I'm kinda getting overwhelmed here." I adjusted myself to the point where I could lick her without any problems and I proceeded to give her the rimming of a lifetime. I'm sure Cindy's fingers brought her to at least one orgasm while I was licking her tasty ass because her butt cheeks squeezed very tight at one point. I sat up again finally and got a light round of applause from Donna and Jazmyn. "You ain't seen nothin' yet," I said. I had fantasized about fucking Cindy for years and now here she was naked and horny with her shapely butt almost literally staring me in the face. There really was nothing I could do other than what I did. I pulled her up on her knees and slipped effortlessly up her juicy slit doggie-style.She was making noises of some kind but I couldn't hear very well because of all the loud encouragement I was getting from the other two. Along with their hoots of, "Go for it, dude!" and "Harder! Fuck her harder!" my other senses were nearly overwhelmed as well. I could SEE my meat sliding out of her body wet with her pussy juices. I could FEEL it sheathed snugly in her warm, wet snatch. The SMELLS from our actions seemed to permeate everything and I could still TASTE her on my tongue. My hips gripped Cindy's pelvis and I kept ramming myself home. My eyes kept darting back to the way her seriously cute asshole seemed to wink as I stroked in and out. All of my life, I had dreamed of screwing a woman in the ass and suddenly I saw my chance. I slowed my movements and slid out, leaving Cindy whining and still wiggling on her knees. Almost immediately I pushed the dark crown of my cock to her tiny, dark hole. "What? NO!" "Calm down. I'll take it slow but I'm gonna fuck you until I shoot my come as deep as I can right up your tiny little butthole," I said in a stern whisper. In a million years I wouldn't have done anything to hurt Cindy and I knew that but my lower brain had taken control. Cindy looked to Donna and Donna tried to calm her. "Girl, I am SO jealous. You will love this! I didn't used to think I would and now buttfucking's one of my favorite things." "But the only thing I've ever had up there is some anal beads and I wasn't thrilled with them but I had lube then!" "Oh, is that the problem?" asked Jazmyn. She reached into an open bedside drawer and tossed me a tiny bottle. "There ya go, hon!" "Here. Let me do the honors," offered Donna. She crawled over beside me and began greasing up my meat. "Do I get ANY say in this at all?" "Ummm...No," was Donna's reply. "Ohmigod!" Cindy laughed a nervous laugh but kept her ass up in the air for Donna to slip a greasy finger up it. "Baby, I'm serious! Ass fucking is great! You will LOVE it! I wouldn't do anything to hurt you, sweetie." "I know...I know..." "Here," she said. She literally pulled me by my lubed up rod until the head was right at Cindy's anus. "Push back, baby." At first, the slipperiness caused me to slide away from the goal. Donna tried again and this time my head slipped right into the tiny crinkle of Cindy's bottom. "HOLY CRAP!" was the squeal she let out through clinched teeth. "Push in slow," Donna instructed me. By this point, I could see that Cindy's fingers were going to town on her snatch. My dick twinged and I leaned in just enough to watch it slide slowly all the way in. Cindy grimaced and Donna grinned. She patted me on the back and said, "There ya go. Have fun and uh...,we'll be over here." As she retreated to her cuddle with our waitress friend, I could see the two start to fingerfuck each other. Cindy gripped the sheets with her hands and continued to make awkward grunts and groans while making faces. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Goddammit, has anyone ever told you you worry too fucking much?! Fuck my ass, you motherfucker! I expect you to come in my bowels! If you've wanted this all this time, you've got it, okay? SO JUST SHUT UP AND FUCK ME!!" I did as I was told. For the next ten minutes or so, I slid my hard cock in and out of her amazingly tight asshole to the point where muscles I hadn't used in years were killing me but I didn't care. I just kept looking down at where our flesh joined and I was thrilled and happy. I was sweating profusely like the out of shape man I was but I held onto Cindy's hips as I pounded them. For her part, she wiggled her ass in all the right ways to the point where I felt like if I came it would just be white light! The colorful tattoo on her lower back began to look more and more like a target. My cock literally felt numb. As the lube had worn off, I had dribbled spit down a few times to keep things wet and she had spread some of her own natural lube on my fast moving dick. None of it helped much but neither of us was in a position to stop for more lube. I had no doubt that we'd both walk funny for a week. The Benefits of Staying in Touch Several times, Cindy's fingers had gotten her off and from the sound of it, Jasmyn and Donna were enjoying the show, also. "Fuck me, you bastard! You son of a bitch! Fuck my hot little ass! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Every once in awhile, she would glance around and catch my eye. The lust in her eyes was new to me but it was, like Cindy herself, a thing of utter beauty. It was during one of the moments when our eyes were locked that my world turned upside down. "Awww, SHIT!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as I could feel my liquid protein squirting deep into her now well-fucked rear. "Oh, baby, that was great!" I told her. "You were like...amazing! I am SO dead!" Without saying a word, Cindy collapsed yet again onto the bed and I collapsed right on top of her still attached. After a minute of just savoring the hot sensations, I pulled out carefully and rolled over on my back next to her. Her abused sphincter dribbled out a blob of my thick sauce and she laughed a tired laugh. I wiped it up with my finger and singlemindedly spread it all over her tattoo remembering how it had looked like a target. "Creep!" she joked. "What kind of girl do you think I am?" "Umm...the kind who just let me sodomize her for the very first time in a strange apartment with two other girls watching?" "Well, yeah but I mean other than that, you 'tard!" Jazmyn stood up and stretched. "People, you sure know how to put on a good show! Who gets the shower first or do we go for a full-fledged orgy now?" "Oh, hell no!" said Donna. " It's well past time for me to head out on the road back to Alabama. I wouldn't have missed this for the world, guys! I LOVE ALL OF YOU! Oh, and I'll send you copies of the pictures." Both Cindy and I looked up in surprise. "Oh, yeah. I grabbed my cell about halfway through and got some great shots of your sweaty selves ass-fucking!" "I want copies, too!" said Jazmyn. "Let me right down my email address. You are one wicked, dirty girl, Donna. I like that in a person." Cindy just lay there laughing. "I'd get up but I doubt I can walk...FOR THE NEXT MONTH!" "Hey, seriously, are you okay with...," I started. "STOP! STOP IT!. Do not apologize or ask if I'm okay or have second thoughts or anything like that! You know I could've stopped you if I'd wanted to. I got at least three orgasms and I discovered the whole new sensation of having a big Polish sausage up my backside...and I think I liked it! I think." She rubbed her sore ass. "Hey that reminds me! When did you sniff my panties, you kinky pervert?" After the events of the last few hours, my only response to that question was to lay down next to Cindy and put my arms around her. We heard the shower running in the next room as we cuddled up and dozed a bit. Life was good.