9 comments/ 43246 views/ 17 favorites The Firm By: Many Feathers Author's note: WARNING At the request of several of my readers, I've been asked to "venture out there" and do a realistic story and portrayal of another group of characters. This story includes a lot of "group" sex, much of which will include bi-sexual relations and situations. In other words, both FF as well as MM sexual activity. As such, I have stated here in this note that if Bi-sexuality isn't your cup of tea, then neither is this story. Thus I would invite you to by-pass this one and go on to something else as opposed to starting to read, only to discover it has bi-sexual situations throughout this entire story line. Respectfully... MF Jack and Doris had recently moved into their new home. At thirty-three and thirty-one respectively, Jack was a typical up and coming executive. His recent promotion at the firm had nearly doubled his wages, but in addition to that, he and Doris had been put on an exclusive waiting list into a secure gated community where many others of his firm lived. To their surprise, not long after his promotion, the offer for them to move had come through. Just being in such an exclusive and safe neighborhood might have been reason enough, but the house itself was twice the size of the one they'd been living in. It was essentially a dream come true for the both of them, though it...like anything else, had come with a price along the way. Early on Jack had been "informed" that there were certain aspects and requirements about the job that sometimes crossed the proverbial line. But that was business, and it wasn't something that everyone else wasn't doing either. When at last the specifics of what that actually meant finally came out, Jack was forced into a decision. He would either find himself on the fast track of promotion, or whither away on the vine of up and coming sales personnel that didn't have such qualms. What made things slightly easier for him, was the fact that he and Doris had the kind of relationship that was always close, and always informative in their communications. He'd never once hidden anything from her, nor she him. No matter what. And as they both soon learned, this was one of those times. Even then, Jack was still nervous about discussing it with his wife on his arrival home. But discuss it they must. An answer and a decision needed to be made the following Monday morning. One of the other things Jack most loved about his wife was her open-minded attitude about most anything. They could certainly talk about anything, and had. There were even a few things, a few parties they'd gone to, together that had turned out to be a lot more than what was initially expected. Even those, they'd taken the time to discuss a lone before doing anything. The results of which ended up being one hell of an erotic memory for the both of them. The fact that Doris was damn fucking attractive didn't hurt either. He was almost more than half-sure it was his wife's beauty that had helped in making him one of the three finalists for the position of Direct Sale's Manager for the particular team he was on. The only person he'd be reporting to would be Bob Edwards. And Bob Edwards only reported to the CEO, Mike Donnelly. Though Doris was thirty-one, she certainly didn't look like it. She looked far younger, more like twenty-four, perhaps twenty-five. And as Bob Edwards himself was married to a woman almost twenty years younger, it wasn't at all surprising that he had a thing for younger, more attractive looking women. Doris wore her dark brown hair reasonably long, down to her shoulders. Next to her eyes and lips, she liked the way it framed her near oval face, once more giving her that much younger sort of look. Though Jack was also sure, it didn't hurt that his wife also had a nice rack that she wasn't too shy about showing off on occasion. Her breasts might not have been gigantic, or even close to that, but they were certainly more than a handful, and he'd caught both Bob as well as Mike staring at them on more than one occasion. "So, how'd it go? What did they say?" Doris asked when Jack had come home that evening, a week before accepting the offer. Jack explained everything to her, short of the rather unsubtle innuendos that he'd also been given. One of the few, yet very important mandates that had been stressed, was that anything, short of something illegal, was expected. Whatever it took to land a potential client, especially when profits were in the millions, meant just that. Whatever it took to do it. Period. And then Bob had given him a primary example. "Anyway, after he told me that, I knew right then and there we needed to discuss this tonight so that I could give them my decision come Monday morning. I didn't want you hearing it from anyone else for one thing, and I didn't want to try hiding anything from you either. Like I said, even Bob said those kinds of situations are rare, and not generally the rule of things. But they do happen, and that I...or rather we, needed to be prepared for that." Doris sat back thinking about it. They had come so far, and so fast. She wasn't a prude by any means, and she certainly trusted her husband implicitly. In addition to that, she also wasn't naive enough to think that, this was indeed how BIG business, and how many corporations were run. It was all part of the game. If they turned the offer down, it wouldn't be long before Jack would be looking for another job somewhere else, and by then...chances were, the word would be out about him, about them. That neither one of them were team players. Even the competition seemed to share those facts about previous employees. If they were to have any chance of starting over again, they'd probably have to move out of state. And even then, the odds were they could end up right where they were now at some point. "What do you think? You tell me honey. If it was required, and if it meant closing the deal so to speak, would you be willing to fuck, or even suck some client just to ensure that?" "As long as you were ok with it, and knew about it, yes. That's the one thing we've always promised one another from the very beginning, that we'd never cheat on one another, or run around behind one another's backs. As long as we're both fully aware of any given situation, and in agreement with it, then yes...I could do that." Jack then paused looking at his wife. He knew there might indeed be situations involving her as well, and how would she then feel if that were to happen. "And what about you?" "Same, same." Doris agreed. "As long as we both knew before hand the possibilities I think. I mean obviously, if you are trying to close a deal over dinner, and then it's suddenly suggested that you go up to a clients room for drinks afterwards, and that things are meant to go elsewhere from there. I wouldn't expect you to suddenly pick up the phone and call me, and ask if it's ok if you fuck someone. But I would expect you to tell me about it as soon as possible afterwards. Does that sound fair?" "More than. And same for you too," Jack told his wife. Though hopefully there wouldn't be too many situations that would have Doris being faced with a situation like that without his being around. "Oh, and one more thing," Doris told him. "I don't care if it's even a deal breaker. Unless she's got a certificate of health in her purse, you use a condom. No exceptions. And same thing here." Jack laughed. "Guess I'd better stock up on supplies then hadn't I?" "Does that mean you're going to accept the promotion?" "I guess it does, yes." "Well in that case, come over here and fuck me. At least you don't need a condom for that." ** Jack was leader of the Orange team, essentially working on those projects that had anything to do with commercial buildings and properties. There was also a Blue team, made up much like his own team, who primarily dealt with vacation or resort properties. The Green team focused on environmental issues, that and securing future properties for possible development. Jack's boss, Bob...along with each one of the other team directors composed what was called the Red team. Though they only got together and became involved as a unit when the situation called for extraordinary measures. Any one of the teams could be called in for support in those instances, just depending upon the circumstances. Such was a particular situation when Alan Gant, a high profile commercial business mogul, had entertained hiring the firm. There was only one other firm likewise involved in the various bids for a rather large shopping complex, and Bob had been called in to head up the Red team, along with Jack and his group because of it. They had just come out of a very long, four-hour presentation with Alan and his people. For the most part, Jack felt confident they had a slight edge, but that of course wasn't quite good enough. Bob wanted this thing sewed up, and put to bed...soon. Jack had walked out of the meeting room heading back to his office when Bob caught up with him. "I hope you don't have any plans for this evening," he was informed, which luckily, he didn't. "Why? What's up?" He'd asked. "Alan's going to be staying here for one more night. He's currently booked in a suite at the Marriot, and is looking for some companionship during dinner tonight." "Who all's going to be there?" Jack asked. Bob smiled. It was one of his patented almost devious looks that he gave anyone whenever he wanted or needed something done that was highly important. For the past thirty days, Jack hadn't found himself in one of those "whatever it takes" situations, until now. "Just you and your wife," Bob stated, once more staring into his eyes with that "do you read what I'm saying?" expression on his face. "Why me? And Doris?" He questioned carefully. Bob laughed. "Because early on in the meeting he leaned over and asked me about you, asked if you were married...all that. It's well know he has a thing for threesomes, and upon learning that you were part of the commitment to this project, he asked me to set something up. So I suggest you call that sexy little wife of yours, and fill her in on the evening. It's time for you to get your feet wet." Bob finished. Jack quickly headed back to his office, calling his wife. He wasn't sure how she was going to respond to any of this, but he'd best find out now one way or the other. Especially as that would leave her less than four hours to get ready and meet him at the Hotel restaurant later. "So, he's into threesomes now is he?" Doris asked, with a bit of a curious lilt in her tone of voice. Jack hadn't really known what to expect when he'd told her, but he was slightly relieved when she didn't immediately balk at being a part of this. "Just tell me he's not fat and balding," she half laughed. "A threesome with someone like that would make it very difficult for me." Jack actually laughed too. "No, he's not that. He's in fact reasonably attractive I guess, though that's coming from me. He seems to be in pretty good shape, and has a full head of almost bright white hair, though it doesn't make him look old by any means." Jack paused before continuing, thinking. "So...you're ok with this?" He asked. "I mean, like we discussed...if you're not ok with this, then it doesn't happen...regardless of the job." "Don't be silly honey. It's an evening, that's all. It's not a long term commitment, or relationship with anyone. It's just a night. And who knows, it could actually be fun. It's not like we haven't played around before you know." "I know...but this is a little different from even those times. Bob told me just before heading back into his office that Alan likes it both ways." "Well, that's certainly going to make things a bit more interesting now isn't it?" Doris giggled. That had been one of his wife's long-held fantasies, seeing Jack fooling around with another man. Something he'd once told her he'd think about. After all, she'd certainly full filled one of his fantasies in seeing Doris with another woman. "You might could say that," Jack responded a little nervously. Job or no job, he was about to cross into unchartered waters here most likely. "I'm sure we'll meet you in the bar then, about seven? Wear something provocative." Jack almost hoped that if she did, Alan would be focused more on his wife during the evening. But the fact that Alan had singled him out during the meeting, without even seeing his wife, told him otherwise. ** Even Jack's eyes almost popped out of his head when his wife entered through the door into the bar. He was a little surprised that she'd gone with the look that she had, but it worked. Doris had obviously had to shake off the cobwebs from the elegant dress she had on. Which was almost too elegant for the evening. He'd only seen her wear it once in fact, and that was nearly two years ago. She looked just as spectacular in it then, as she did now. Bright red, with a very deep low cunt "V" in front, that even exposed her naval and highlighted the tiny diamond belly button piercing she wore. Her breasts, obviously braless, were barely concealed, let alone confined within the fabric of the material attempting to cover them. Jack smile inwardly, noticing as he turned that Alan's expression had mirrored his own. Floor length, as she walked, one gorgeously toned and defined leg seemed to split the seam from floor to hip as she approached. And it was again evident as tight fitting has her dress was, that Doris didn't have any of those telltale panty lines showing either. Jack knew without any doubt, his wife didn't have a stitch on beneath the dress. "Alan? I'd like to introduce you to my wife, Doris." Even as Jack went on with the introductions and such, Alan had reached out, taking one of her hands, leading her over to sit down at the bar. "As much as I've been anxious to meet the two of you over dinner, I'm now even more excited to see how things might develop afterwards. He waited, seeking some sort of a response of course, getting one in the slight knowing smile that Doris gave him, swiveling about in her seat to now face him as he stood there almost in front of her. Sipping on the drink she had ordered. She carefully crossed her legs, giving him another brief tantalizing look at her fleshy thigh, but also aware as she did, and as she sat...that she was giving him more than an ample view of her breasts as well. "Ever since Jack called me and told me about this, I've been looking forward to it," she smiled again leaning forward just a bit more. Jack was almost certain he'd caught one of his wife's hard taut nipples actually peek out and around the material of her dress. And if he had... "Well then, how about a toast to a fun and delightful evening then?" Though they had taken the time to not rush, and enjoy their dinner, they had all begged off on desert. That would no doubt be served upstairs. Getting onto the elevator, Alan produced a key, inserting it into one of the Suite floors, and then they headed up. Even before they'd arrived, he had stood there looking at the two of them, as though devouring them. Even his hand had dropped briefly down to the front of his slacks where he'd massaged the obvious bulge that had formed there. Upon seeing that, Doris took the opportunity to reach over, likewise caressing her husband's prick, somewhat surprised to find that he too was already starting to sport an erection. Just then, they arrived at their floor, and Alan led the way down another short corridor towards a set of extravagant looking double doors. "Home sweet home," he announced, turning, already shedding his suit jacket, throwing it over one of the chairs. "Make yourselves comfortable, while I fix us something to drink." Alan walked over behind the bar, loosening his tie as he stood there. He produced a single glass, and began pouring himself a shot of whisky. As he did, he smiled looking at them. "As in...undressing one another while I watch," he informed them both. Jack began by stepping behind his wife, undoing the small upper clasp on her gown, and then slowly drawing the well-hidden zipper on her dress. As he did that, Doris looked over, noticing that Alan seemed to be fumbling with something, though the bar counter continued to conceal whatever it was he was doing. Now with her dress easy to climb out of, she began doing so as Jack helped, holding on to her, and then taking it from her as it came away. "Very nice. Beautiful." Alan commented. It was evident, even behind the bar, what he was doing. The subtle movement of his hand obvious. "Ok Jack, now it's your turn." It took a bit more effort to help Jack out of his clothing, but soon he too was as naked as his wife, standing there next to her. Alan had poured himself yet another drink, still behind the bar, watching, looking at the two of them. "Stroke his cock," Alan instructed Doris. "And play with her tits while she does that," giving Jack something to do as well. It was obvious that this was the way he wanted things to be, and the two of them couldn't help wondering if they'd be performing for him like this all night. He had taken his tie off earlier, and at some point had managed to drop his trousers and underwear, likewise slipping out of his loafer. Alan now came around the bar, prick in hand, as he continued playing with it. He wore only a light blue dress shirt, and a pair of dark socks. Doris might have found the image of what she was looking at almost funny, had it not been for the very sizable, and very noticeable knob on the man's prick. He wasn't overly large in length, no more so than her own husband was, but his cock-helmet reminded her a bit of a flowering mushroom as big and round as it was. He walked over, stepping closer and then standing in front of the two of them. Only then did he begin unbuttoning his shirt. "Rub your husband's cock against my prick," he asked, his voice taking on a bit of an excited quiver to it as he spoke. Doris began doing just that, though taking a moment to look towards her husband, wondering of his thoughts at the moment. They had spoken of this, the possibilities, but neither one of them had been a hundred percent sure at the outcome. To her surprise, the expression on her husband's face seemed more of surprise at the interesting sensation perhaps. Especially as she continued to fondle her husband's penis, using it to caress, fondle, and play with Alan's stiff hard erection. She now felt one of Alan's hands gently squeezing her left breast as she continued. "Ok, now...take my prick, and rub it against your husbands." Jack had certainly been in a room where he could see other men's cocks, while being sucked, fucking or merely fondled. However, he'd never actually touched another man's cock himself. And though technically Doris was doing all the direct touching, he did find it curiously interesting. It wasn't long however before Alan directed them both back towards the bedroom, though not crawling into it as they'd expected. "Suck us, lick us with our pricks together," he again instructed. Now tip to tip, Doris knelt on the floor before the two men. Placing her hands on each, it was again evident that they were comparable in length, perhaps even in girth. The only real difference, and again a major one for her, was the fat bulbous head of Alan's cock, in comparison to the much slimmer, nicely shaped head of her husband's dick. Doris found that she was actually enjoying herself, holding the two cocks in hand, still pressing, and at times rubbing them against one another, though she made much effort in actually trying to suck them simultaneously as well. A feat not too easily accomplished. "Get on the bed," Alan suddenly announced, once more the excitement and tone of voice escalating, demanding. He directed Doris to lie on her back, legs spread and bent at the knee. He then told Jack to get up close to his wife's pussy, as though he was going to fuck her, but not to do so. After Jack had indeed so positioned himself, he waited as Alan finally crawled up onto the bed, now kneeling off to one side between them. It was then that he reached over, clasping Jack's cock in his hand, exploring it for a moment as he gave it several slow strokes, likewise palming and then thumbing the head. "Nice hard cock," he announced, once more sounding breathless, certainly aroused. The Firm: First Day Today I started my first day as a Security Guard at The Firm. The rules were simple, don't talk to the employees, never leave your post and always report on everything out of the ordinary no matter how small it may seem. Personally I couldn't see why their need for security but who am I to ask? My shift was 3d shift of course, 12 am to 8 am. So I brought along a good book to read being that I'll be all by my lonesome. But.. I was wrong, apparently tonight a few employees had worked late playing a bit of catch up. My role in this was simple, make my rounds every hour or so and check on the employees, no problem. My station was the north wing where I sat and watched the CCTV ( security cameras ). Might I add there was quite a number of beautiful women from what I was able to see on the monitors. For the first hour or so all seemed well and I decided to begin my rounds. I started on the first floor, checking all the office doors making sure they were locked and that the employees were alright this went on till I reached the third floor and came across two employees who were quite friendly. The first was a lovely young lady in her mid alright, who wore a dark tight short skirt that barely covered her long slender legs and a white tank top that showed off her perky small breasts. Her hair was a dark blond that hung just below her shoulders, her eyes an emerald green. The other was an older gentleman in his late thirties who despite his gray hair he was quite a good looking man and seemed very fit for his age. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt that showed off his bulky build. She had told me that her name was Sue and his was Dan we spent sometime talking about last nights game but I had kept it short and returned to my rounds. The day went on like this for the better part of the day, it must have been around three or four AM when most of the employees were leaving for home, When I thought I had seen something on one of the monitors but before having a chance to check out what I had seen an older lady entered the lobby and asked for my help to get her car out of the snow. I of course said yes and left the building with her and spent twenty minutes digging out her car from the snow. She thanked me and I returned to my desk to check the monitor where I thought I had seen something strange. It appeared to be on the third floor where I had met Sue and Dan earlier and from what I saw on the monitor it seemed they were having a meeting of their own. I sat there glued to the monitor watching these events unfold. Dan started off slowly kissing the nip of her neck and working his way up to her lips, exchanging in a deep kiss. I knew she must had been moaned when Dan reached under her tank top and fondled her small tits. Before things heated up anymore I decided that I had to get a closer look. I headed to the stairs and made my way up toward the third floor. As I reached the top of the stairs I could already smell the sweet sent of sex in the air and headed down the hall. I slipped into the office where I had met Sue & Dan earlier using the second entrance, and hid behind a desk close to where they lay tangled in passion Sue's top had already been removed when I peeked around the corner to watch the action unfold. She was leaning on a desk as Dan kissed a trail down her body to her belly button and began to remove her skirt revealing her lovely long legs and black silk thong. Sue in hand reached down and brought his head to hers and shared a deep passion filled kiss that would have knocked the socks off of any man. It was starting to get awfully hot in here so I removed my heavy cotton jacket and placed it beside me as well as loosened my neck tie, but I couldn't have been as nearly as hot as these two. Still locked in a very sexy kiss Dan reached behind Sue and unhooked her bra, and broke the kiss in order for him to remove her bra letting the dim light reflect off of her perky breasts and that tight body. Then he stood up and and took a step back looking her over and enjoying the view. He pulled off his t-shirt and threw it into one of the corners and dropped his pants. Sue purred with delight and crawled toward him then wrapping her arms around him and kissing his inner thighs. Dan placed his hands in her hair playing with her dark blond curls while she pulled on his jockies and helped him step out of them. My eyes must have jolted out of my skull when I set my eyes on his monster cock, I thought I was big but this man was inhuman it had to have been at least 10 inches! I could only imaged what had crossed her mind when she saw that huge member hung just inches from her face. She licked her lips and slowly brought the head to her mouth and kissed it while toying with his balls in her hand. Then she opened her mouth and took at least half of it into it before starting to bob her head slowly. He shut his eyes and moaned while she went to work on him quickening her speed. I could feel my own member grow in my pants forcing me to adjust it. Just the sight of her sucking down that monster cock would drive anyone mad. Dan reached down and pulled Sue up and kissed her again swapping tongues his huge cock poking her in the stomach and her hands still fondling his balls. Then he lead her to the closest desk and lifted her onto it and dropped to his knees then reached up and pulled her silky thong off revealing her smooth shaved mound. She spread her legs letting him in to inspect her more closely. With his thumb he begin to rub small circles around her clit and let his tongue explore her sweet pussy lips. She squealed with pleasure and dug her nails deep into his back as he lapped away at her. I could see a clear liquid drip down the side of her leg as he pleasured her. By this time I had taken out my bishop and begun stroking it, but the climax was yet to come. Sue grabbed Dan's ears and pulled his head up from her wet pussy and grunted that she wanted him to fuck her now and took hold of his cock and guided it into her waiting moist pussy. He thrust forward slamming into her balls deep causing the desk to rock and her to scream. She grabbed her tits and played with them as he pounded into her. Then with out much effort he lifted her up and pushed her up against the wall and slammed into her some more his balls slapping her ass and her howling like a wild beast, it was quite a sight. Then like all good things it came to an end and he shot his white load all over her back. I decided that was my cue and left the office heading back down to my post a full 2 hours later. Not much later they both entered the lobby and signed out, would have never even known what they had just done by the looks of them. Dan gave Sue a hug and left the building and Sue walked over to me and smiled and asked for the time. i told her it was getting late around six AM. She laughed and said she better head home and told me that she was staying late tomorrow night again. I smiled and said goodbye as she left the building. I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen tomorrow. Plus I had a real bad case of blue balls. The rest of the day went slowly and I went on patrol once or twice more before leaving. In my report of the day I made sure to log everything. 0000 Started post. 0130 Patrolled North Wing. Conditions Normal. 0330 Escorted Employee out of building. 0415 Patrolled North Wing. Conditions Normal. 0600 Escorted last of the Employees out of the building. 0725 Patrolled North Wing. Conditions Normal. 0800 Post ended. The Firm Hand of the Law (F/F) "Your honor, the uprising was contained with barely a broken finger nail," an impeccably dressed and coiffed blonde woman spoke, her voice clear, slightly husky and strong. Beside her, her client, another woman with a devil may care grin sat, slightly slumped in her chair, keen eyes darting between the judge, her counsel and the prosecutor, a rotund fellow with a round bespectacled face and a habit of sputtering when he became incensed, as he was now. "Your honor, need I remind you that this is not the first time Miss Licht has been arraigned on such charges. She is a menace to public peace!" Tabby Licht, the subject of his accusation rolled her eyes and shook her head. The proceedings seemed to bore her, almost as much as they bored the judge. "Mr Whipplesbottom, there is no evidence to place Miss Licht at the scene of the riot, nor is there any evidence to suggest that she had any part in inciting it." The judge noted the time on his watch and felt his stomach growl. "I hereby dismiss all charges against Miss Licht, and encourage your department to gather more evidence in future before bringing a case before the court. The old whiskered man turned his pale gaze towards Tabby. "You are free to go, Miss Licht." "Thank you, your honor," Tabby murmured. The attendant called the by now familiar "All Rise!" and Tabby stood dutifully along with the rest of the court as the Judge made his way towards a well deserved lunch of meat pie and beer. "Nice work, Gwen," Tabby turned to her council with a smile, seeming surprised that the smile was not returned. Gwen appraised her cooly for a moment, her grey eyes seeming to pass right through her client. Tabby's grin wavered for a moment as Gwen leaned in close, her ruby red lips ever so close Tabby's ear and said softly. "I will see you in my offices in two hours regarding your payment." Tabby chuckled nervously. "Sure thing." She stood there a moment too long, frozen in place by Gwen's sheer proximity before a clipped "Well, what are you waiting for?" sent her darting out of the court room. Two hours was just long enough to rush home and change out of the incredibly uncomfortable clothing that a court appearance always seemed to require and into something more suitable for her every day life. In an instant, gone was the long pleated skirt and the white blouse, in their place a pair of blue jeans and a tight t-shirt that clung to her every curve. Back in her student days Tabby had been no stranger to the law, often appearing in the dock for silly things such as marching on Parliament, or defacing the odd piece of public property. She had been bounced from public defender to public defender until one day, when up on a charge of assaulting a public official with a musky halibut, she had been assigned to a lawyer doing a stint in public court from one of the city's major law firms. A smile spread over Tabby's face as she remembered that day. * * * Five years ago.... Gwen Blakeny could barely restrain a smile as she read her client's charge and rap sheet, though to her credit, contain it she did. "Why would you do something so ridiculously silly?" Gwen said sternly, her well manicured brows drawing together in a frown which seemed to fill the shabby little interview room. In front of her, Tabby grinned and swung on her rusty metal chair. "Seemed like a good idea at the time," she shrugged. "Tabby, you're an A student..." Gwen referred to the papers again "Okay, a B student who should be an A student if your SATs were anything to go by." "Yeah. So are half a million other people, what's your point?" Tabby asked, smiling sweetly up at her lawyer. "You're going to ruin your life." Tabby snorted. "Life? Is that what it is? What you have? Scurrying around making the cheese, carrying it back to a pretty hidey hole and congratulating yourself? That's not life, that's survival." Gwen frowned. "You could be headed for jail. What kind of a hidey hole do you think that is?" she asked. Tabby's face fell a little. "Hm. You might have a point there." Gwen walked around the table towards her client. "You're damn right I do." She placed her hand firmly on Tabby's shoulder, leaning over the younger woman in a subtle yet powerful display of dominance. "I can get you off today. But what about next time? Next time you decide to impulsively throw your tenuous right to freedom away. Then what?" "I'll deal with that when it happens. Thanks for your concern." Tabby replied stiffly, her entire body tensing as Gwen loomed over her. There was a queer frisson between them, something Tabby hadn't felt before. Gwen's perfume, light yet alluring threatened to overwhelm her senses. "Stand up." The words were spoken softly, but they were an order. Tabby obeyed almost mindlessly, the chair scraping across the floor as she stood. A moment later, she yowled as Gwen brought her manicured hand down hard across her cheeks. "Is this what you need to teach you? Hmm?" Gwen asked, holding Tabby firm, slipping her grip to the nape of the younger woman's neck. "No! What are you doing?" Tabby yowled as she was pressed forward firmly, bent over the desk, her bottom a free target now under her skirt, the skirt that was being raised. She set up a struggle, but it was to no avail, all it did was bring several more hard slaps to her bottom. Her cheeks burned at both ends, her face flushed with embarrassment, her bottom stinging as Gwen spanked her, raising her suited arm up high in the air and bringing it down swiftly, giving her young client no quarter. "I'm punishing you in one way I think you might understand," Gwen said. Tabby felt fingernails teasing at the waistband of her panties and set up most convincing begging as they were lowered and she was bared before this woman with the ice grey eyes, this stranger who seemed determined to bring her to tears. "You're not the first client I've met this way Tabby, and do you know what happens to them? They end up in jail." Gwen lectured sternly, giving her words additional weight with hard stinging slaps that echoed off the concrete walls. Tabby's pink bottom squirmed in futile struggle, her nether lips quite visible to Gwen as she spanked the wriggling cheeks very soundly indeed, layering hand print over hand print, white then pink they blazed across the deserving bottom. Though she tried to fight them, a combination of shock, pain and embarassment had tears welling irrepressibly. Thoroughly chastened, the once irrepressible Tabby did something she hadn't done in years, she began to cry tears of contrition, her hips leaping with every spank. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," she sobbed. "I am sure you are," Gwen murmured, rubbing Tabby's rosy cheeks for a moment before slapping them firmly once more. "Sorry you were punished, I'll warrant." she said, a note of warmth in her voice as she lightly tapped Tabby's bottom. "No Ma'am, I am sorry for what I did. I am so sorry... I..." the words came tumbling out of Tabby's mouth, uncontrollable confessions brought on by the punishment, tales of misdemeanors she had never been held to task for. All the while, Gwen continued to spank her lightly, urging a full confession out of her with each slap of her palm. When she finally stopped, cried and confessed out, Gwen raised her panties once more, fitted them snugly over her very warm bottom and guided her up from the table with a chaste kiss to her forehead. "Now we have somewhere to start from," she said, handing Tabby an embossed business card with her details upon it. "You will call me next time you are in trouble. Now, let us see about this time." They had gone forth unto the court room, and Tabby had been let off with a light slap on the wrist, 50 hours of community service. * * * A deep sigh escaped Tabby as she finished reminiscing and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Damn!" she swore, rushing out the door. She was running late. Gwen never liked it when she was late.... * If you like this story, please take a moment of your time to vote and leave some feedback, private or otherwise :) - Loki The Firm Again, Jack found the sensation of another man's hand on his prick weirdly stimulating, especially when he guided it forward, now using it to run over and around Doris's well-exposed pussy. He teased her clit with the tip of Jack's cock, even slapping it at times, and then once more dipping it inside, though not far enough to go much beyond the head. "You like that? Like the way that feels?" Alan questioned. And Doris did. The wonderfully teasing sensation as Alan entertained himself, using her husbands prick to stimulate her with, was doing just that. That and the thought, the simple thought, that it was another man's hand on her husband's cock that was bringing her such pleasure. It intensified the sensations perhaps, though only skirting the edges of her personal little fantasies. "Oh yes, yes. I like that. It feels good. So fucking good!" After a few more minutes of this, it became evident that Alan was ready for more. "Ok Jack, you can fuck her now. But slowly. A nice in and out while I scoot over here to watch, and to lick some," he grinned. He indeed positioned himself in such a way that he could easily do that. Now flicking his tongue out against Doris's swollen hard clit, occasionally sucking it in addition to that. All the while keeping his eyes open, focused on the slow in and out motions of Jack's prick as he fucked his wife. At one point Alan reached up, placing his hand around Jack's cock, drawing it upwards and away from his wife's pussy. He then watched as Alan's tongue ran around his cock-head lightly, lapping at it like an ice-cream cone. "Sweet, very, very sweet. I love the way she tastes on you," he offered, and then allowed Jack to return once more to his fucking. This too continued on for a while, the periodic moments where he would either simply play with Jack's cock, though still stimulating Doris's cunt with it, or spend moments licking and sucking it instead. And to Jack's surprise, he actually found himself very aroused, very stimulated by all this, and had begun to thoroughly enjoy it. "Have you ever fucked her pretty ass?" Alan now asked, looking towards Jack for answer as opposed to Doris. They had, on some few occasions, especially when the mood for the two of them called for it. He wondered now however at Alan's intent. He had no misgivings about the fact that Doris would balk at any attempt on Alan's part to do that, especially with that enormous bloated looking head on the end of his cock. As though reading their minds, sensing the hesitation, he continued. "Not me, I know that's not very feasible with most women. But I do enjoy a nice hot DP every once in a while. Would you two be up for that?" Doris was actually relieved to some extent. Glad that he wasn't suggesting that he actually fuck her ass himself, though she was already wondering if she'd still be able to easily accommodate the man's prick...such as it was. "You can fuck me, but only with a condom," She announced. Jack waited, almost fearing Alan's response. Even the look in his eyes showed that her request had surprised him to some degree, though he smiled nodding his head. "Wise woman," he grinned, though frowning almost immediately. "Except for the fact, that I don't have any." "But I do," Doris responded, slipping out of bed briefly, heading back into the main room in order to access her small purse. She returned moments later, finding the two of them laying there on the bed, each one holding onto and gently stroking the cock of the other. "Wow...that looks hot," she exclaimed openly, continuing to stand there, almost content to merely watch as the two men continued. That however was not where Alan wanted to take things. "Just keeping him nice and hard," Alan quipped. "And he me." Doris fished out a condom, and then sat on the side of the bed, opening the package before rolling the thin sleeve over and then down his prick. Once again, no real easy task, though she finally managed it. "Put one on him too," Alan suddenly suggested. Though whenever they had had anal sex previously, she had always ensured that she was perfectly clean and prepared for him. She felt pretty confident that she was now as well, but it was perhaps the thought that Jack would soon have his prick fucking her ass, and then handling it later, that had caused Alan to voice his concern. Jack likewise waited as Doris moved over towards her husband, likewise repeating the process, though having a much easier time of it when she did. Alan rolled onto his back, scooting up further into the bed. "Probably the easiest way don't you think?" "I don't know, I've...well we've...actually never done this before," Doris confessed, seeing a look of surprised joy in Alan's face. "So this then will be...a first for you. And hopefully a nice one as well." It took some doing, though she was certainly wet, and aroused enough. But eventually she had managed to accommodate Alan's cock into her pussy. She took several moments after that to further get used to it, sliding up and down, feeling the girth of him as he spread her slightly, the enormous head of his cock, actually pulling at her outer lips with each stroke. Once more, a new and interesting sensation. "Ok honey. I think I'm ready for you." Jack knelt behind his wife, somewhat hunching up on his legs for a better positioning, finding the tight puckered sweet spot of his wife's ass. Gingerly, tenderly...he pressed against her. Having already lubed up the two of them more than adequately. Not at all surprising, after a brief moment, he easily slid in. Now buried to the hilt deep in his wife's ass, and Alan no doubt, likewise embedded just as deeply into her cunt. "How's that feel?" Alan questioned, his hands having already reached up to caress and fondle each one of her free-swinging breasts. "I feel full," she laughed a little nervously. "Just go slow and easy for a bit until I can fully adjust to the two of you." Gradually the tempo increased. And as such, Doris could feel one cock driving in, the other coming out simultaneously. The stimulation of which, was far more than she had expected, or anticipated. In a way, she could even sense the two of them rubbing their cocks together in passing, only the thinnest of membranes actually separating the two. And she was soon overwhelmed in the pleasure of it all, her orgasm so unexpected, especially in it's intensity as she came. Doris cried out, even laughing a little, almost deliriously, shaking her head to and fro as she climaxed. And as she did, she felt that all too familiar stutter-fuck pause as she called it. The moment when her husbands prick likewise reached its peak. He would always stop, albeit briefly, feeling that first glorious jettison of his spunk, before continuing to fuck her again, which he was doing now. And then she heard Alan's deep-throated grunt, and knew that he too was now joining them, especially as his hands almost painfully squeezed her breasts, though it was certainly tolerable, and again adding to her own continued pleasure. At last, Jack pulled out of his wife, collapsing down beside her on the bed, already reaching for the well-filled condom. "No! Save it!" Alan almost spat, shocking and surprising them both. Doris soon extricated herself from Alan's prick, his own pocket of semen causing the condom to droop almost precariously. "Pour them both over my cock, and then I want the two of you to simultaneously jack me off while using it." It was indeed an odd request, but Doris soon found herself emptying the contents of both condoms, mingling the semen of each until Alan's prick was thoroughly coated with the wet, almost slimy mixture. Jack had never had any qualms about using his own semen to play with, and had quite often delighted in massaging it into his wife's breasts on occasion after having thoroughly dowsed them. But this too would be a first. He hesitated only briefly, as Doris finished applying the contents of both condoms to Alan's cock, now stroking it, and yet leaving room for her husband to saddle up next to her...joining. Jack had quite often managed more than one climax an evening himself. Though not quite as quickly as Alan soon managed. His prick had softened only slightly after pulling out of Doris's pussy, once again fully hard, and fully erect. The bulbous head of the man's cock actually purple, and angry looking as he and his wife knelt there stroking it together, continuing to use the more than adequate supply of semen as lube, which had actually started to look as well as feel, more like hand lotion. And though Alan indeed came again, it was more feeling than show. Finally satiated enough, that he suggested one final drink together before turning in for the night. ** Bob walked into Jack's office the following morning. He was grinning from ear to ear as he placed a sealed envelope on Jack's desk. "Your bonus," he said simply, still smiling. "Alan dropped by this morning on his way to the airport, with the signed contracts. Well done Jack, and thank your pretty wife for me too." He then turned, heading back towards his own office. Jack carefully opened the sealed envelope. His eyes widening as he did. Even one percent of twelve million dollars was a lot of money. Maybe this job wasn't going to be so bad after all. ** For well over a month, not much had happened. Jack's team had been working on a few possibilities, but nothing much had looked all that promising. It made him nervous. It was the kind of business where one moment you looked like the bright and shining star. And the next...a falling one. Home life however had been great. Ever since that night with Alan, both Jack and Doris had noticed a bit of a lift in their own private sex-life. They very often discussed what had happened that night, relieving the experience, and more often than not, getting aroused again because of it. Twice already, Doris had met Jack at the door, though almost not even that...entirely naked, hot and horny. She had once come rushing out to him in the all-together right there in the driveway! He had literally scooped her up in his arms, carrying her hurriedly back inside the house again. They never even made it to the bedroom on that one. Jack had just arrived at work, stopping at the front desk for messages when Mike Donnelly's administrative assistant happened to be walking by. "Oh, Jack! I was just on my way over to your office." "What's up Julie?" Julie was a very tall, very attractive looking brunette with enormous tits. He had wondered from the very beginning if Mike wasn't actually taping into that. Something most everyone wondered, but never asked of course. And Julie wasn't the dumb-blonde/brunette either. She was damn smart, and as rumor had it, destined to head up her own team one day. Jack hoped it just wouldn't be his. "Mike's called a special Director's meeting for nine o'clock in the conference room." Jack glanced at his watch, it was already eight-thirty now, barely enough time to sort through his emails and messages. He worried, wondering if he had missed some important communication. It was very unusual for Mike to call a spur of the moment Director's meeting. "Thanks Julie," he acknowledged, receiving a more than friendly look from her in response. It was almost salacious. Even as he turned heading towards his office, he realized that Julie no doubt, was already privy to whatever was going on. And that made him nervous even more, especially after that look. And things didn't get any better shortly after that. He, along with his own boss, and the other Directors had all made there way down to the conference room, only to find Julie standing outside the door, momentarily barring anyone from entering. "Mike's still laying out things for you," she announced. "So if you'll simply wait here until I come out to bring you in," she finished simply...and then slipped through the door. Even when Jack looked towards Bob, lifting an eyebrow as question, he received a simple shake of the head. Bob had no idea what was going on either. Obviously, whatever it was...was entirely Mike's show. A good five minutes passed, and then the door began to open. When it did, Julie stepped out, inviting everyone inside. Her appearance however stopped everyone dead in their tracks. In the crook of her arm, she held several Hawaiian leis, which she immediately began putting on everyone. The fact was however, Julie was standing there dressed in one of the skimpiest Hawaiian print bikini's he had ever seen. Her large breasts threatening to spill out of the almost too small top any moment now. And though her bikini bottoms were perhaps modest enough, not exactly a string bikini, Jack had never imagined him seeing quite so much of her delicious looking butt cheeks either. The entire room had been decorated as though they were attending a Luau. Fresh fruit of nearly every kind, tropical beverages, along with several wall hangings depicting the typical, tropical scenery of the islands. Mike stood at the head of the large conference table wearing a floral print Hawaiian shirt and white slacks. Once again, not exactly typical of the CEO about to head up a meeting. Everyone took a seat, all anxious to hear what was up as Julie made her way up front to stand off to one side, and just behind her boss. It was hard focusing on him, and not on her, until he finally spoke. "I am sure you're all curious about this," he actually grinned. "But I thought it was a great way to let you all know, we're sending a special team over to the Islands. And not just one Island either, all of them. We'll be spending a minimum of two weeks over there. Let me just say, that this could very well be one of the biggest projects and opportunities we've ever had to work on. We'll be spending the first week looking at potential development sites, and then putting together the visuals for client review. All that in the first week, so it will be a damn busy one. And that is why of course, I am bringing all of you along. That first week will be concept and design, location, etc. The rest of your respective teams will be brought in during the second week, which is when we'll get down to the real nitty-gritty. I will expect numbers by the end of that week. Real numbers, honest one's, that we can present to our client. We've got one shot at this people, so I expect the best out of each and every one of you." Mike paused, taking a step back behind Julie as she came forward with an arm full of packets for itinerary...hotel and flight accommodations. She took her time going around the table, placing one in front of everyone there. Jack couldn't help noticing as Mike's eyes looked almost longingly at his assistant's sweet ass, though Jack also took the opportunity when it came, to stare down the front of her rather revealing top too. "Inside those packets you will find airfare for two. So yes, you are bringing your wives, or lovers...whichever you prefer," he grinned trying to make a joke out of it, "along with you." Once again, he paused however. "But there is a reason for that as well. Your wives, or significant others, will have a role in this as well. Our clients shall we say, enjoys certain, interesting nighttime festivities. So not only is it important that we put together a working proposal, but that we also show them that we are a group of people that will be exciting to work with, especially if we're awarded the development contract. So go home, pack, tell your wives or lovers that we're all heading to the Islands day after tomorrow." He finished, and then invited everyone to partake of the refreshments browse through the binders, and ask questions if they had any. He sat down then, kitty corner to Julie at the end of the table, talking quietly, though Jack was fairly confident that Mike's hand was busily caressing one of Julie's legs as they sat there. Doris was of course ecstatic when she heard the news. "Two weeks in Hawaii!" She exclaimed once again. "I need to shop!" She likewise added to that, though Jack reminded her that the women had actually been given a "suggested" list of things they'd be wearing. Most of which could actually be purchased over there. And funny enough, most of them being wraps, or bikini's according to the specifically laid out itineraries. "I'm getting a sense that some of those evenings, those parties, are apt to get a little crazy?" She questioned. Jack nodded his head in agreement. "Mike did mention at the close of the meeting that everyone who was going needed to keep an open-mind, and come without any reservations, or inhibitions. If they couldn't then team leaders would need to leave them behind rather than jeopardize the final proposal." It was the first time ever that Doris was able to pack everything of hers into one suitcase, though she was also taking, an empty, second one. ** The very first night there, they were scheduled to attend a very private and intimate luau on a section of beach that was one of the prospective properties they were looking into. As Jack and everyone else had learned, their clients were mostly Japanese business investors. The three principles would of course be at the luau as well, but Doris found it odd to discover that their wives wouldn't be. Everything was set up and waiting for them upon their arrival, including the Hawaiian dancers they'd been told about. What neither Jack nor Doris expected to find however, was just how traditional the entertainment was to be. Though the women wore grass skirts, the only other thing they had on was flowered lei's, which barely even concealed their breasts, if at all. Even the male fire dancers were skimpily clad, which promised even more amusement for the ladies. The traditional roasted pig was excellent of course, along with so many other of the Islands traditional fish and delicacies. And then it was time for the dancers to perform. Even Doris had to admit it was erotic in a way, seeing them, the slow at times waving movements, and then other times, almost wildly gyrating in comparison. When the other women were suddenly invited to stand up and dance, there was a brief hesitation on their parts, including Doris's. It was perhaps with the consumption of several Mai'tai's, as well as a pressed look from Mike himself, that each one of the women present eventually stood. To Jack's surprise, Julie was the first to remove her bikini top, though he wouldn't have bet her doing so without Mike's intentions for that to happen in the first place. And then quite naturally, one by one, the rest of the women followed, including Doris. The first couple of dances were interesting to say the least, and not entirely traditional. Though again, Jack as well as many of the others present had already surmised that. At first, the Hula dancers had stood behind the other women, though placing hands on their hips as though to guide them through the moves. As the tempo increased however, the gyrations of so many breasts swinging to and fro, seemed to be an expected, and thrilling demonstration for the Japanese men. A following dance, had the Hawaiian dancers producing coconuts, which they held in their hands, though each holding them against the breasts of the other women, as though they were wearing them. Of course, they removed, and replaced them as a further tease, eventually discarding them entirely, and then using their own hands to accomplish the same feat. In essence, each one of the women there were having their breasts more or less fondled, though by the expressions on their faces at this point, none of them seemed to mind. Even Doris was getting into this herself, the first one to actually step behind one of the Hawaiian dancers and perform the same routine. This brought about a great deal of applause from their Japanese, and Hawaiian hosts. Julie as well quickly catching on, and now joining Doris, as then did many if not all of the other women present. The Firm Jack was certainly aroused by all this. And he knew that if he was, so would most likely be the rest of the men. He had even noticed that one of the servers, though not dancers, had knelt down beside one of them. She had poured him a drink, but then interestingly had remained there as though enjoying the show herself. It became all to evident however as her hand suddenly reached over, disappearing into the man's lap, that she was indeed doing something else. The finale, which indeed it was, had the women all dawning real grass skirts, though it was also obvious at this point that there had been some indication, or perhaps suggestion that they remove their bikini bottoms before actually putting them on. This time, many of the fire dancers, all men, who'd performed earlier now took up position behind the women, just as the female dancers had done. They were more or less entirely naked however, only the briefest of some sort of leafed covering over their groin. Once more, the dance started out slow with more swaying than anything else, gradually escalating in tempo. As this occurred, Jack along with most everyone else caught glimpses, of what he knew to be very hard, very exposed erections. With the combined closeness of the two groups, it was evident, especially by the looks on the girls' faces, they could sense, if not directly feel those hard-pressed pricks parting the grass skirts they wore. And though there was of course no actual intercourse taking place, even in exaggerated simulation, it appeared as though several of them might be. It had been an extremely arousing evening, and though the actual entertainment seemed to be coming to and end, Jack had no doubt in his mind, that this evening was far from being over with yet. By now the girls had returned to their places, still topless, and still only wearing the short little grass skirts they'd put on. At this point, the servers, along with the entertainers began taking up positions behind each one of the quests. Jack found a very, very attractive Hawaiian girl standing right behind him, just as Doris found one of the men now standing behind her. It was interesting to note however, the man's prick was clearly sticking through his foliage, quite stiff and erect, without any expression of shyness or concern upon his face whatsoever. If anything, he appeared hopeful. Jack couldn't help wonder what would happen next. Even Doris has the same curious expression that he did. Doris leaned over, not quite whispering, having taken a good look around. "I think this parties far from over with yet. Every single one of these guys is sporting a hard on. Not to mention quite a few of the other guys either," she said nodding in both Mike and Bob's direction. Julie, perhaps being more obvious as to her intent as she suddenly leaned over, her head disappearing down into Mike's lap. Bob too seemed to be in pleasurable bliss, his wife Helen obviously stroking his cock, though she now looked up, reaching over and now placing her hand about the Hawaiian dancer's member that had been standing just slightly behind her. He took a single step closer in order to better accommodate her obvious desire, which is about all it had taken. One by one, things seemed to suddenly escalate quickly after that. Don Peterson, the Director of the Blue team, who'd been sitting next to Doris, now swung around facing the female dancer behind him. Both Jack and Doris watched as she stepped forward, lifting her grass skirt, and in one fell swoop, placing it over Don's head. There was no doubt his head, was now between the woman's legs. Don's wife, had basically done the same, though it was her mouth suddenly enveloping the young man's cock that had been standing behind her. It was obvious, they'd both been involved in these kinds of parties before. Far earlier while still in their room getting situated, Jack and Doris had once again discussed things prior to all this. They remained in accord, that as the night flowed, and as things progressed, if in fact they did, that they'd continue to go along. As both of them remained comfortable with it. So it was no real surprise, when Jack now took the hands of the young woman behind him, though brining her around, and then over to sit in his lap. She smiled as he did, having already freed his turgid member for it, as she sat down, claiming it inside her. Doris, not to be outdone, had stood, though she now indicated for her male partner to sit, whereupon she straddled him, taking his prick. All about them, much the same was happening everywhere. Even most of the servers had now joined in, and as Jack looked about at what had become an orgy, he found even more surprising decadence taking place. Jack was certainly enjoying the feel of the woman's cunt who was riding him, which was intensified with all the wildly erotic scenes taking place around him. He had again looked over towards the Japanese clients, seeing their Chief officer currently getting blown by two of the female servers. Each of which was taking turns, or simultaneously licking and sucking him together. To his right, and more to Jack's surprise, one of the male dancers was sitting in the man's lap. It was quite evident what was taking place there as one man fucked the other. But in addition to this, another one of the women had crouched down over the dancer lap, and was thus fucking him. So it created a rather interesting threesome busy as they were. Even as Doris sat upon the prick she was riding, she managed to look over towards her husband, and then nodding back over to where Mike was. "Check that out," she indicated. Jack did, following, and then staring in abject disbelief, though why he should have been surprised by what he now saw, shouldn't have done so. By now, Mike was fucking one of the other women doggy style, Bob...of all people, standing over the woman's back. Enough so, that it made it quite easy for Mike to simultaneously suck on his boss's cock, though Julie was currently making that easier, as she was holding it for him. "Holy fucking shit!" Jack exclaimed, unable to contain his surprise by what he saw, though continuing to fuck and enjoy the woman's very wet pussy still sitting on him. She even came as she did, riding him through her orgasm before finally standing up again. It was then that he noticed both Mike and Bob waving him over towards them. Doris too had uncunted herself from her partner, leaving his now limp and spent prick to twitch against his chest. She stood, just as her husband had done, now seeing him as he began making his way over to the almost macabre little group of executives and their partners, now fully joined. Bob grinned, almost devilishly as Jack approached, only then stepping away from his boss, as Mike reluctantly gave way of his prick. "He's quite the mad cock-sucker," Bob laughed. "As you're about to find out." There was no avoiding it either as Mike now turned, though still on his knees, facing his new director. "Get over here," he stated. "While Julie feeds me your cock!" Obviously he must have enjoyed her doing that, as she likewise smiled expectantly, already wrapping her own hand around his member, and then pulling Jack forward with it towards Mike, as opposed to he moving towards them. And then she literally did, feeding it almost teasingly to him, and not all at once, as though toying with him as she did that. Much to Jack's delight, he saw Doris now kneeling down behind Julie. Doris almost immediately reached up, one hand finding a breast as she cupped it, alerting Julie to the unexpected presence. With her other hand, Doris quickly found the opening of the woman's wet split, beginning to finger her as Julie groaned pleasurably. She continued to feed Jack's prick to Mike's mouth however, even as she began gently rocking back against Doris's fingers. All about them, was an orgy of flesh, erotic sounds, moans and groans of every level and intensity. It had literally become a sea of writhing, wanton flesh. There were small groups, and large groups of people fucking, sucking, or simply touching one another simultaneously. Both Jack and Doris had lost all track of most everyone else, including their Japanese clients who seemed to be buried beneath a flesh wave of their own. Jack was actually surprised. Having shut his eyes, he would have found it difficult to ascertain that it was actually Mike sucking his cock. It felt just as good, if not better than even the way Doris sucked him off. Once more there was movement, and this time it was Bob's wife who came over, now kneeling beside Mike. Bob too had moved, now coming over to kneel behind Doris, looking only briefly at her, seeking a reaction. Feeling the tip of his prick pressing against her perhaps, she looked over and behind her back, seeing who it was...and then nodding her head. Jack watched as his boss easily slid home, deep inside his wife's cunt. "Care to share?" Doreen questioned as Mike smiled, only then removing his mouth from around Jack's prick. "Have at it," he grinned wickedly at her, more or less sitting back in the sand in order to watch, though immediately grasping his own hard firm erection. "Just let me know when you're ready to blow it Jack," he now said looking at him, and likewise letting Doreen know that she wasn't to be greedy with it when the time came. "Why don't you fuck me then until he's ready to do that," Doreen told him. Mike laughed, already moving over. "You must have been reading my mind." ** Jack wasn't too worried about the fact that his boss was about to pour a load of cream into his wife's pussy. In lieu of carrying condoms around with them, Doris has prepared for such a situation in the event the use of one wasn't possible. As it was now. As much as she wasn't real fond of them, she'd inserted a diaphragm just before leaving their hotel room. Jack heard rather than saw Bob's sudden throaty grunt, alerting everyone there to the fact he was in the midst of an orgasm. But that seemingly triggered his own as well, as he only then spoke, alerting Doreen that her own sweet sucking mouth had accomplished it's task. "Fuck! I'm gonna shoot!" He announced. Faster than he would have guessed, Mike actually uncunted himself, now coming up to kneel next to Doreen, the two of them now running their mouths and lips together, effectively sandwiching Jack's prick. In seconds, he was spurting wildly, copiously, and enjoying every fucking minute of it. ** The following day, everyone was sent off to differing locations to work on their own specialties. Jack and his boss, Bob would be working closely together today as they scouted out two undeveloped areas, and one already developed area that still offered possibilities for improvement. One of the reasons Jack had been brought on board in the first place was his uncanny ability to visualize a concept, and then sketch it out while he stood there. Once he had a reference to work with, he could see in his minds eye a finished product, or how something might look. It was truly a gift, and something that had proven invaluable to many of his firm's achievements. Both Doris, along with Doreen would be traveling with them of course. Not only was it about business, but it would also provide the opportunity for a sightseeing tour for the women too. Something they were both looking forward to. Bob had even mentioned there was one area, a fairly secluded one, where they would stop and have lunch, where it would have already been prepared and waiting for them. Jack laughed when Doris pulled him aside at one point shortly after he'd announced that. "Make's you wonder what else he has planned for today doesn't it?" "I guess we'll find out," Jack responded. The fact that Doreen had chosen to wear a thin, though colorful print dress didn't go unnoticed either. She had for a moment stood in the morning sun in such a way, that it had highlighted the silhouette of her body beneath. It was clearly evident that she was entirely naked beneath the dress. Even the accent of one of her nipples, was clearly shown and defined through the material as she stood there. "I almost feel overdressed," Doris had whispered, likewise catching the brief look-see herself. "Maybe I should take off my bra at least," she quipped. "That might at least keep Bob from looking over my shoulder all the time," Jack laughed back, then adding, "But I really don't think that's necessary either. As short as those shorts are you're wearing, I have a feeling that Bob will be staring at your ass all day anyway." It was true, Doris had chosen to wear a very tight fitting pair of white shorts that hinted at a nice well-rounded portion of her ass cheeks. And though she wore a floral printed, red Hawaiian shirt, she had chosen to tie the tails of it into a neat little knot just beneath her breasts, thus creating a bit of a comfortable, sexy-looking halter-top. "Maybe later, you can lose the bra," he said winking at her, already imagining what his wife's breasts might look like, not as confined as they were now. They were to be Chauffeured in an open aired vehicle that allowed Bob and Jack to sit side-by-side, discussing business, while the girls sat behind them soaking in the scenery. It was a beautiful day, and short of the afternoon trade winds bringing in a little rain perhaps, no inclement weather was expected. They had already visited two sites. Jack had drawn up some preliminary sketches for review later on that week as Bob walked about, likewise getting a feel for the construction concerns they might face. This was Bob's gift, and his level of expertise. He could almost calculate in his head the amount of manpower required, and the logistics of supporting any sort of construction. Their Chauffer then drove them up to a pad where to their surprise, they found a helicopter waiting for them. Mike had spared no expense. It was his intention to ensure that everyone not only had a great time while they were here, but as he'd learned over the course of the years, such frills tended to make his executive staff far more productive because of it. "Where the hell are we going?" Doris wondered, though not even Bob knew as they boarded the helicopter for what they'd been told would be a relatively short flight to their "lunch-stop" location. Minutes later, they were indeed setting down, having followed the topography of a deep ravine that initially even from the air, didn't seem to exist. In the next moment, they were setting down, a short distance away from a small, yet breathtakingly beautiful waterfall, and a luxurious looking beach that surrounded the small pond like area it fell into. Off to one side was a portable pavilion that had been set up, along with an exotic and traditional Hawaiian lunch, waiting and prepared for them. With the knowledge that the pilot was to return to them in two hours time, they stood there watching the helicopter lift off again, leaving just the four of them to stand there with bemused expressions on their faces. "Swim first? Or eat?" Bob questioned, already shedding his clothes regardless of the answer. Doreen soon followed, giving confirmation to the fact that she wore absolutely nothing beneath her loose fitting dress as she pulled it up and over her head, setting it aside to wear later. "When in Rome," Jack grinned smiling at his wife, as he now began doing the same, though Doris quickly followed suit. "I guess its swim...and then?" She laughed, "first...and then we eat." "I guess that all depends on what we'll be eating," Jack laughed again, taking his wife's hand in his as they followed Bob and Doreen down towards the water. ** They all four swam for a bit in the cool, clear, refreshingly clean water. Eventually however, they began making their way back to the sheltered pavilion again where several neatly folded, large white fluffy towels sat waiting for them. In addition to the table that was spread out with all sorts of fruits as well as other delicacies, there were four comfortable looking, nicely padded lounge chairs. Offering them a chance to lay back and relax after a nice meal perhaps. Doreen of course, had other ideas, which both Jack as well as Doris had already surmised. Taking Doris by the hand after helping to dry her off, Doreen soon led her over to one of the lounge chairs. "I want to have a small bite to eat...of you," she almost purred, picking through a small plate of various fruits, which she then carried over to where Doris was now laying. Both Jack as well as Bob stood, picking through various things to eat while watching, it was clearly evident what was soon going to occur here. "She's been dying to do this all day," Bob announced knowingly. Jack noticed as his boss spoke, that he was already sporting an erection too. Obviously, he had been anticipating this upon their arrival. It wasn't long before Doreen sat there, at first teasing Doris's nipples with small, sweet succulent pieces of fruit until she had both nipples standing hard. She then suckled, licked and partook of the tropical delicacy she'd created, as Doris lay back, eyes closed, obviously enjoying this. Eventually, Doreen began to explore the rest of Doris's nude form with a ripe strawberry, running it once again over and around her breasts, down towards her naval before finally placing it at the opening of her sex. Here too, Doreen, teased Jack's wife, sliding the luscious piece of fruit up and down between her lips before finally situating herself, leaning over, and then licking away all trace of the juice's path. "Oh fuck!" Bob groaned softly, his hand already wrapped about his hard cock as he stood there slowly stroking it. "I love watching her eat pussy," he moaned again. "And I've really been looking forward to seeing her eat out your wife." "Obviously," Jack snickered looking at the man, though he took quick noticed of himself as well. His own prick already beginning to lengthen as Doreen only then began licking up the remaining residue of the strawberries juices between his wife's pussy lips. She had even pressed it inside a bit, before digging it out again with her tongue. Now however, all fruit set aside, she began devouring Doris's cunt with abandon, re-situating herself between the woman's legs so she could simultaneously reach up and play with those extremely hard, extended nipples as she sucked her clit. Bob walked over in order to stand closer, as well as see better, indicating that Jack should join him at his side in doing so. The minute he stepped up along side his boss, he felt Bob's hand immediately seeking him out, beginning to fondle and explore his prick. Jack knew what was expected of him, and without any further hesitation, reached out, likewise wrapping his own hand around his Bosses' stiff hard cock. They stood there, slow stroking one another, all the while looking on as Doreen continued to lick and lap away at Doris's wide-open cunt. By now, Doreen had grabbed another piece of fruit, once more using it to tickle and caress Doris's hard little clit with. "I think I'm in the mood for some strawberries and cream," she announced, looking up at her husband. "Bring him closer Jack," she grinned quite wickedly. "Make that hard fucking cock of his squirt all over your wife's pussy for me so I can lick it up." Jack did as he'd been asked. Now jacking, and aiming Bob's thick massive prick towards his wife's cunt. It was interesting feeling the man's girth, a bit thicker than his own. Gradually increasing the tempo as Bob's hips began moving, as though actually fucking someone. He was getting close, and soon announced the fact. "Almost there baby," he told his wife as only then did she rise up so that Jack could actually direct it even better. In seconds, he was pumping ribbon after ribbon of Bob's semen against his wife's cunt, drenching it. Once he had, only then stepping back though continuing to watch, Doreen went back to work, once more licking, sucking and cleaning up the white sticky mess that she found there. Not too surprisingly, Doris came in a rush, crying out her ecstasy, loud enough, that more than one tropical bird took flight. The Firm "Ok, now it's my turn," Doreen announced, as the women quickly switched places. And as they did, Bob returned to fondling Jack's prick, the obvious intention of doing exactly what he had just done moments before. Jack found he was actually looking forward to this, seeing his own wife licking his cum from another woman's pussy. And the fact it was his own boss currently jacking off his cock at the moment, seemed to heighten it all when he finally did. Jack of course felt, as well as watched as his cock virtually exploded. He showered Doreen's pussy with a copious amount of semen, as Bob stood there continuing to jack it, laughing hysterically. Like a firefighter directing a hose, he moved Jack's prick back and forth, continuing to milk it until each and every last drop had been squeezed out of his dick. Somewhere along the way, Doreen had climaxed, not even requiring Doris's lips upon her pussy, though she came sweetly again only minutes later when she finally did. They had barely gotten dressed and cleaned up again when the sound of the helicopters return alerted them to the fact, it was time to get back to work again. ** Although it had already been a long day, it was far from over with. According to the itinerary, Doris and Jack would be having an intimate, traditional dinner that evening with one of the Japanese principles and his wife. Mr. and Mrs. Hayate Isamu. As had been required of him, Jack had thoroughly familiarized himself with Mr. Isamu's dossier, learning as he did that the man spoke very little English himself, but that his wife, Aiko, was quite fluent in it, and would act as interpreter. He also knew, and had been made aware that certain customs and formalities were to be followed and observed, no matter what. And likewise made aware, that certain situations could in fact develop that might seem rather one sided when it came right down to things. Specifically in this situation, as Jack knew that under no circumstances was he to come in intimate contact with the man's wife. What that meant specifically as to anything else, remained somewhat confusing. They had met at a rather private Japanese restaurant, and were soon ushered into their own private little dining area. A traditional server took their orders and then later delivered them on bent knee as the four of them sat on not at all comfortable mats around a very low sitting table. Conversation was awkward in the beginning, if not actually absent except for the few occasions that Mr. Isamu spoke, with Aiko translating for him. Each question asked had been brief and straight to the point. Jack and Doris both answering in kind, keeping things almost too polite and brief when they did. Jack, as well as Doris had noted upon the couples arrival at the obvious difference in dress. Though Jack had indeed worn a sports coat, he'd not bothered with a tie. Something he now wondered at. Mr. Isamu was almost too formally dressed for a sit down dinner of this sort, though his wife, Aiko had worn a more modern, even Western styled, light summer dress. It reminded him a little of the same one that Doreen had worn, and likewise wondered if she too happened to be naked beneath it. A thought he quickly set aside. They finished their dinner, and then sat back to enjoy and sip on a few glasses of hot Saki together. A drink that neither he nor his wife were very familiar with. And one that seemed to take some getting used to. The one benefit being, that Mr. Isamu's demeanor seemed to suddenly change as he for whatever reason became more animated, actually smiling at the two of them afterwards. Their hostess had once more come and gone, leaving a second bottle of the potent drink with them as Aiko spoke to her, and then translated after she'd left. "We will be left alone now without further interruption until we decide to leave." Both Jack as well as Doris wasn't exactly sure what that might have meant, until Mr. Isamu still smiling, and then nodded his head towards his wife. She stood up the moment that he had, her dress suddenly lifted up and over her head until she stood there revealing herself, though it was again something that Jack and Doris both had already guessed. "What now?" Jack made attempt at whispering to his wife, though she had no real clue here either. It surprised them when Aiko actually giggled, nodding towards her husband again, and then at the two of them. "He has given his permission for the two of you to look at, and even touch me if you wish. And is now wondering if you would likewise care to make the same offer?" Almost as Aiko had done, Doris now did as well. Receiving the same gentle nod of the head, as she then stood, likewise disrobing, though it took her a few moments longer to do so as she struggled out of her simple dress, along with her bra. She was about to remove her panties as well when once again a request through Aiko halted her. "He asks if your wife would allow me to remove them for her," she spoke with both a twinkle in her eye and a smile in her face. Aiko, was obviously aroused, as well as expectant that something like this might happen. She was very petite, slim with short dark, almost coal black hair though it was styled in a more Western way. Though she had small breasts, her areola were fairly large, dark brown. Her nipples, even perhaps more pronounced, elongated as they currently were, stood firm and erect off her chest. Twin little points that looked rock hard. As Jack, even Doris might have expected, she did have a thick black patch of hair between her legs, though it too was neatly trimmed, and even cut short. A vast difference in comparison with his own wife's pussy. "I'd like that," Doris answered, now smiling at Mr. Isamu, nodding her head. He of course nodded back, smiling...and then surprised everyone by suddenly standing, unzipping his trousers, allowing them to fall so that he could more easily fish his now rather turgid tool from within his underwear. He sat down again, but it was evident as to what he was doing now as Aiko walked over, kneeling now as though Geisha in a way, and slowly began peeling Doris's brief bikini panties down her legs. Once removed, Aiko lay on her back, looking up expectantly. "I think she wants you to sit on her face," Jack stated the obvious. "Yeah, I don't need an interpreter for that," Doris scolded back...slowly lowering herself onto the woman's face, though not before turning towards her husband briefly. "You might want to consider taking your cock out honey. Might be considered rude if you don't." "Might be considered rude if I do," he answered back, though actually pointing at the bulge in his slacks while facing Mr. Isamu. To Jack's surprised, he smiled even broader now, shaking his head far more vigorously than he had done up until now. Jack nodded once, smiling back and began to unbuckle his slacks in order to remove them. "I think that means yes," he said to his wife, though it was Aiko who spoke first. "Oh yes, my husband very much likes to see big white American cock. And may very well ask to have a very much closer look at it later." Jack actually laughed. "That's fine Aiko, however...I'm not so sure you could say I have a big American cock. More like an average one." Now that he was standing close enough, Doris actually stood now allowing her to see it. "Maybe average. But average bigger than smaller," she mused. Both Jack and Doris happy that Mr. Isamu had no idea what they were saying. It was at that moment he spoke however to his wife. She again translating. "He has asked, and offered, that we might exchange and fuck...watching," she actually blushed having expressed the vulgarity. Doris once more glad she had taken a moment earlier to re-insert another diaphragm, though it was evident Aiko had no such concerns. Jack did however, and then said as much, though telling her they had brought along several condoms, just in case. She smiled at that, and then politely asked if she could put it on. Even Mr. Isamu seemed to become intrigued with that, now indicating that he should have his prick covered as well. Doris happily agreed, taking a second one out of her purse as the two women now rolled the two rubbers over the heads of the two men's pricks. The man had a short, stubby cock. But even Jack had to admit, it looked steely hard. Purple looking, with the tip shinny and glistening, Hayate Isamu was obviously anxious to soon have it buried inside Doris's cunt. "He says he would also like to see your cock moving in and out of me, and so suggests that perhaps we fuck side-by-side in order to do so." And so it was that Jack was soon kneeling behind Aiko, and Hayate now kneeling behind Doris. Still grinning the two men began moving in and out at an equal pace, Mr. Isamu's eyes never leaving the prick to cunt connection Jack had made. For himself, Jack admittedly was enjoying it to. Looking over at his wife, watching her far larger breasts as they hung below her, swinging back and forth as the man's speed gradually increased. "My tit's don't move much," Aiko actually complained, looking down at her self, and then back towards Doris again. "I quite like seeing your very big, very beautiful breasts moving like that." "Thank you Aiko, however...I like your cute little tits too, even if they aren't moving. Your nipples are incredibly long, and I wish I was sucking on them," Doris told her. Hayate then asked what she'd said, as she translated back. He again smiled, nodding his head, speaking. "He says, he is very much forward to looking at the two of you maybe sucking on my breasts soon after," she stated. "As am I," she then added to that. They continued fucking side by side for quite some time, eventually however it became obvious that Mr. Isamu was getting far to close to continue like this. He suddenly pulled out, and obvious sign, ripping the condom off almost fiercely, and then waddling over towards his own wife. Not sure of what was going on, Jack likewise unsheathed himself from Aiko's pussy. "Hurry, he wants you to take off the condom," Aiko explained. Jack too, tore the sheath off his own prick, though somewhat confused by this. Hayate was again smiling, now placing his own prick against Jack's, jerking himself off. He came quickly after doing that, covering Jack's prick in a copious display, rubbing his prick against that of Jack's until he was fully well spent. "Now if you would please, fuck me some more...without the condom." It was evident that this too was something that Hayate had wanted to see, especially as he stood by, once again fisting his prick, which surprisingly hadn't diminished all that much in size. "If you're going to do that, let her turn over onto her back so that I can suck on those amazing nipples of hers." Jack took his wife's advice, though seizing on an idea. It took only a moment to clear off the few things remaining from the table, before placing Aiko onto it. Indeed, the height was perfect as he remained on his knees, scooting her forward just off the edge. He soon slid his hard prick deep inside her once more, again noticing the tightness of her slightly smaller pussy. Doris quickly joined, leaning over the woman now in order to suckle upon her breasts. Aiko moaned as she did, relishing in the sensation of it, that...and the slow, yet steady thrust of Jack's far larger, thicker prick as he fucked her. Hayate found all this quite stimulating of course, and came over to sit next to Doris, his hands quickly finding her much larger American breasts. He played with them, exploring them as though he'd never touched anything quite so soft, and yet...quite so large before. He too was much like a kid in a candy store as he went back and forth, paying equal homage to each. "Don't cum in me," Aiko warned moments later. "Don't worry, I won't," Jack assured her. "It's not really that," she said, once again, though she paused, the tone of her voice sounding unsure. "Go ahead, what is it?" Jack asked. She even lowered her head just a bit when asking. "He would like it, very much, if he were allowed to taste your seed." "Really?" Jack questioned, actually looking towards the man, though he sat now with a stoic, almost hopeful look in his eyes. "Tell him...if he'd really like to suck my cock, to have at it." Aiko giggled as quietly as possible. "I'll tell him, though not quite in those same words," she said trying not to giggle again, and then spoke to him hurriedly. He again smiled, bowed even, and then moved forward expectantly. "Whenever you're ready," She said. In the meantime, Doris moved back over towards Aiko. "And while he's doing that, my turn to pleasure you," she stated. Once more Aiko lay back on the table, though her eyes were fixed on her husband as he presented himself, and then drew almost the entire length of Jack's cock into his mouth. Although it felt a little odd, this man kneeling there before him, slowly drawing his prick into his mouth, back and forth, and then at times merely licking it up and down, it felt damn good. The sounds of Aiko's little cries of ecstasy added to that however as Jack's wife hungrily devoured the woman. Aiko came hard, quickly and often. It was almost funny when she did, making a strange, almost quiet little "E" sound over and over, "eee...eee...eee," bouncing and thrashing about at the same time. Hearing this, seeing this, Jack wondered if he should give warning to his pending release, thrusting now himself, face-fucking this man as his impending orgasm neared. If anything, Mr. Isamu coaxed him as well, one hand now grasping Jack's shaft, jacking it, his mouth suctioned over his sensitive head. With a cry of release, Jack's prick began to spurt, filling the man's mouth with what he knew was a torrent of cream. Jack stumbled back, pulling away and sitting down on the small table near the women. Almost immediately, Mr. Isamu came over, placing his lips and mouth over his wife. It was soon obvious what the two of them were doing. Jack took a little delight in knowing that, surprised that he was in fact still aroused even though he'd just climaxed. Mr. Isamu too must have been, his cock only inches away, once more stiff and erect. Without thinking, Jack reached out, grasping the man's cock in his hand. Almost immediately Hayate Isamu looked at him with a somewhat surprised look in his eyes, though curious as well. Jack leaned over further now drawing the man's prick into his own mouth. He had barely even started sucking it when he felt the few small spurts of the man's semen. There wasn't much, but as he soon after pulled away, Doris was waiting for him. His lips met hers, and he too fed the little bit of what remained into his own wife's mouth. ** It had been another long night, but Jack and Doris had another flight out to a new Island where they would again repeat the process of the previous day. They'd gone down to the hotel restaurant for a quick breakfast, and where sitting there when Jack looked up just in time to see his boss approaching them. He had a big fucking smile on his face. "I don't know what you did last night, but whatever it was, it must have been something. I spoke with Mr. Isamu this morning before they headed off to the airport. His wife told me, that regardless of any of the other bids that come in on these projects, that our firm will have his full support, and his vote...no matter what." "Wow," Jack said sitting up even more in his chair. "That's interesting." "No shit Jack," Bob said slapping Jack's shoulder. "What'd you do? Suck his cock?" ** They were scheduled to rendezvous with Don and his wife Amber. He was the director of the Blue team. Normally, Jack wouldn't really be involved in the particular property they'd be looking and scouting out today, however because of Jack's conceptual talents, he'd been asked to put a few things together as far as a luxury resort would go. There wouldn't be any hotel or high-rises here however, strictly tropical, which was why Don was primary on this one. Upon arriving, their luggage was ferried off to their new hotel. They however met Don and Amber on the helicopter pad where they were waiting for them. "Ready to spend another day in paradise?" Don asked shaking Jack's hand as the two women briefly embraced one another. After the Luau, and everything that had happened there, there was little cause or reason to be shy around one another at this point, and so they weren't. Both Doris as well as Amber were similarly attired, though it had been recommended that they dress this way in the first place. It would be a bit humid for one thing, but they'd also been made aware that they'd be able to spend some considerable time on the beach later that after noon. As such, they both wore bikini tops, and Hawaiian wraps, which could easily be removed from around their swimwear. Even the guys had worn swim trunks and casual shirts as well as they were again taken by helicopter into a hard to reach area of the Island landing down near the beach. And though they could have come in by boat, it would have taken far longer to have done so. After setting down, they quickly disembarked, and discovered they'd be packing most of their own gear in by themselves. "We're heading in about a mile or so up the trail here," Don informed everyone. "At the moment, it's the only real access to this place." "Why so far away from the actual beach?" Doris questioned. though Jack had been thinking along the same lines. "Especially if they're thinking more along the lines of resort style bungalows, or something like that." "Well for one thing, you'll see when we get there. For another, we'd only get at best, two or maybe three units in here comfortably. And though it might be nice for the seclusion and all, we'd be hard pressed for making any real money off them in the long run." Gathering up what items they needed, the four soon began making their way up an only slightly steep trail. It was easy going enough, even with their somewhat bulky packs strapped to their backs. "I'm assuming there would be some major improvements from the beach to where ever it is that we're going," Jack questioned as they continued walking along, very often pushing lush growth and foliage out of the way. "I am sure at some point there would be. A paved path, mostly likely battery operated golf carts, something like that." "Wish we had one of those now," Amber complained bringing up the rear. "It's only a little further now," Don assured them checking out his GPS. "Just up ahead." Their slow gradual incline began to level off. Ahead a small rise, and then as they reached it, everyone could see the potential for something special to eventually exist here. The place below them was thick with some of the tallest, thickest palm tree's Jack had ever seen. But it was their spacing that was interesting, almost by design, so symmetrical without really looking like it. It was as though the gods themselves had previously designed this place to look this way. Just off to one side, there was yet again another cascading waterfall. This one just slightly smaller than the one they'd seen yesterday, as was the pond it fell into. But the water here was incredibly clear, even more so...and the actual depth of the pool from this vantage point obvious. It was deeper than anything Jack had ever seen before. The water changing into even darker blue colors the deeper it went. "Oh my, this place is amazing!" Doris spoke breath-taken. To which Jack agreed. "So what's the idea here? The concept?" Jack asked. "What is it they're actually looking for?" "We'll they're thinking about a dozen or so little bungalows in here, very exotic, all the amenities, along with a main cabin, or hunt down over there, well away from the pond and falls, but easy to get to." The Firm Jack stood looking, trying to see it. "If they want it as nice as I think they do, I can only see maybe...four units in here, if that. No better than down by the beach." "But what if they sort of stacked them. You know, suspended a few of them...staggered, up amongst the palm trees." It was obvious Don had already been given a suggestion of what their clients had been thinking here. It was now up to Jack to see if it was actually conceptual to accomplish all that. He began to sketch, and before long, he'd managed to create a real fantasy of sorts, twelve units now, easily capable of being built, though it would indeed take a hell of a lot of work in order to accomplish all that. All four, stood looking at Jack's rough drawings. "Sort of like a, Swiss family Robinson sort of thing," he stated, though now, it was very easy to see how something like that could indeed exist here. They spent an hour more wandering about, visualizing, and discussing the various shapes and sizes of the units. The potential for developing this place was amazing. But until the rest of their teams arrived to start putting numbers to ideas, they'd gone about as far with it as they could...for now. "Well, now that the works done, I guess it's time for us to enjoy ourselves for a while," Don stated. And then with their help, they quickly set up a nice little picnic area next to the pond and prepared to do a little swimming before eating later. Quite naturally, everyone stripped off their clothing and then waded on into the pool together. It had been rumored, and now confirmed, that some hot underground spring fed into this deep pool as well. It was comfortably warm, far more so than the waters Jack and Doris had swum in before. It wasn't long before as a group, that they stood there treading water together, touching and feeling one another up as they did. With Don and Amber on either side of him, Jack felt their hands reaching beneath, fondling and awakening his rapidly hardening cock. They took turns in this way, each of them so fondled and aroused until they decided to move back up to their little picnic area, where they had laid out several large towels to lay down on later. "Ever had two cocks inside your pussy before?" Amber questioned. "I've had two cocks, one in my ass, and the other in my pussy, but no...never have tried fitting two in my cunt. Obviously, you have." "Would you like to see me do it?" Amber teased hopefully, though by the expression on everyone else's faces, they were all for it. Amber quickly positioned the boys where she wanted them so that their respective cocks were actually resting against one another. She then squatted over the two of them. "Hold them together for me," Amber instructed Doris. "While I slide down over the two of them. Jack had already covered his prick with a condom as this was something they had discussed while floating around in the pond together. Something that was certainly understood. Doris did as requested however, enjoying the brief feel of the two men's pricks as she held them together like that, and then watched, likewise helping to guide as Amber's slick, swollen pussy slowly engulfed them. "Wow, you look full!" Doris teased. "I'm not even sure I could manage that!" She watched as Amber slowly and fully engulfed the two men, now impaled on two cocks as she slowly rose up once again. "It does take a moment to get used to, but after that...holy shit!" "I'll bet," Doris responded. "How's that feel honey? You like it?" "Like a virgin cunt, only nice and wet," Jack groaned, enjoying the sensation, easily able to feel Don's prick pressing against his. Amber's breasts were only a little smaller than her own, as well as slightly saggy, but she liked that. Enjoying the way they felt in her hands as she reached up to play with them both, as Amber continued to simultaneously fuck the two men. They were really soft, and pliable, and she enjoyed the sensation of that, lifting them, almost being able to twist them a bit, which she quickly found Amber enjoyed her doing. "Oh fuck yes, that feels good honey...keep doing that to my tits, you can even slap them a little if you'd like, that feels good too." Though her nipples were also small, they seemed very sensitive. Doris pinched, pulled as best as she could, as per Amber's direction. Once more lifting her breasts, even slapping them together as pliable as they were. It wasn't long while doing this, that Amber began to climax, loud and vocally, though only the birds in the trees were able to hear. "Stay right where you are boys," Doris told them. "I want to try sucking your dicks together while they're still like that." She quickly ripped the condom off Jack's prick, and then grasped the two of them within her hands, keeping the two of them together like that as she bent over, now running her tongue over and around the tips of their respective cocks. It was also nice, that they were comparatively similar, both in size and shape, which made doing this for her, far easier than it had been when she'd done this before. As she began, Amber moved over and around her. Doris felt the probing tickle of the woman's fingers seeking her cunt. "Oh yes, I like that too," she said. "I really like having my pussy and tits toyed with while I'm sucking cock. Or in this case...cocks," she laughed. Amber was indeed worming one, and then two fingers inside her pussy, ensuring that she teased as well as stimulated her clit as well. With her other hand, she enjoyed the feel of capturing one of Doris's hanging breasts, feeling the fullness of it, and the tautness of her hard extended nipple. "Think I can make you both cum? At the same time?" Doris questioned, wondering if they did, if she could manage to take it all at once like that. "Just keep sucking like that, and we'll soon find out," Jack posed. "I'm damn fucking close now, how about you Don?" "Getting there," he responded. "I'll let you know when I'm closer." Doris began paying a bit more attention to Don's prick in order to even things out a little, though she was also having trouble concentrating as Amber's fingers continued to work their finger-fucking magic deep inside her cunt. "Fuck, you're gonna make me cum!" Doris mewled as Amber's fingers now specifically captured her clit, rubbing it furiously. "Fuck...me too," Jack exclaimed, watching all this, as his wife's mouth came down again, capturing their pricks. Jack felt the first glorious spurt of his cock as he began to erupt, his deep-throated grunt doing it perhaps, as Don likewise released a cry of his own. He then knew, that both he as well as Don were simultaneously filling his wife's mouth full of spunk, and even heard her gag a bit, trying to handle it, before finally giving up. She allowed the massive amount of cum to spill from her mouth then, once more drenching them both as it fell much like the waterfall behind them, only this one creamer and thicker. "Oh fuck that's hot!" Amber squealed in delight. "Now I want to do that!" Jack laughed upon hearing that, his cock finally spent. "Well sweetie...if you do, it's going to be a while." "I think we'll have plenty of time. How about we eat? And then maybe go for another swim later. See how we all feel after that?" They had enjoyed their lunch and relaxed for a bit, until Doris actually stood up and made her way over to where Amber was laying on one of the large fluffy towels. "Sorry, I can't help myself, I need to fuck you for a bit," she told her. Amber lowered her sunglasses, peaking over the rim, looking upwards. "I was just thinking the same thing myself," she answered, looking over towards the men, though Jack, as well as Don had taken immediate interest upon hearing what Doris had said. Already Don was flipping his somewhat flaccid prick back and forth within his hands, as Jack now joined him, doing the same. Doris slid beneath Amber, one leg over, and one leg under each of hers. In seconds, they were pussy to pussy, easily able to grind against, and hump one another, which they slowly began doing. Once more, both Jack and Don were stiff again, coming to stand over on each side of the women looking down as they lay there, the squish of their soaked pussy's actually beginning to make noise as they humped, fucked one another in that way. "I like watching two women trib one another too," Jack groaned, working his cock. "What's that?" Don asked. "That's when two women actually rub one another clit to clit, they call it tribbing." "Interesting expression," moaned now as well, a long thin streamer of pre-cum fuck juice only then oozing out of the tip of his prick to hang there dangling for a moment, before finally separating from his prick tip to actually splash down on the junction of where the women's cunts met. "Nice shot," Jack quipped having watched it, though so had the women. "Speaking of which," Amber began breathlessly. "Might be nice to see the two of you jacking one another off trying to aim your cum on us while we're doing this." Doris agreed, still grinding, and now pulling on her own breasts, teasing herself as she looked up, coaxing the men on. Jack nodded in agreement, as did Don, and the two of them now reached over, grasping one another's pricks and began jacking them in this way, each one aiming the others downwards towards the two women. "Let's see who does the best job of actually hitting the target," Don challenged. "You're on," Jack responded in kind, as the two men continued yanking on one another, while the girls below, continued their own style of hump-fucking one another. It took all of five or six minutes more before Don's warning came. "Oh yeah, almost there buddy. You're gonna make me cum!" Don had briefly left off jerking Jack's prick, in order to enjoy his orgasm. Jack now aware, concentrating, even better directing the aim of Don's cock as the first white bubble of sperm appeared at the tip. Another bubble, and then the explosion as suddenly a long thick streamer of spunk suddenly leapt from the head of his dick, followed by another and another. Jack did his level best to ensure that most of it, if not all...hit the target. In seconds, there was a nice white sticky blanket of cum covering the women's respective cunts. "You ready?" Don asked moments after that. "More than," Jack moaned as Don's hand soon after took him over the edge as well. Both men stood back, drained...satisfied, as the girls continued grinding their cunts together until their almost simultaneous orgasms came. Now using the additional lubrication of the men's spunk in doing so, they both began shaking, crying out, and even holding one another's hands as they did so. Almost reluctantly they took another quick swim, and then began to gather up their things for the hike out. "Hey, if you two aren't doing anything later on this evening, we met another nice couple at the hotel last night. We thought they were...interesting," Don stated looking at his wife who was giving him an almost secretive smile. "Anyway, we invited them up for drinks after dinner if you'd be interested in joining us." Both Jack and Doris nodded their heads in agreement. "Sounds like a plan," Jack acknowledged as they headed out, and already looking forward to it. ** They arrived back at the hotel and found their bags still waiting for them in their room. They unpacked, showered, and then merely lounged around for a bit as there was still a couple of hours yet before they were to meet Don and Amber for dinner. They had a nice little balcony overlooking the sea as Jack stepped out onto it for a smoke, not even bothering to dress as they were still fairly secluded. Anyone else stepping out into their balcony might have seen him perhaps, but at the moment no one else had appeared. Doris came out to join him having poured two glasses of wine, handing Jack one of them. She too had remained naked after their shower and now leaned against the railing, likewise looking out towards the sea. It was a calm day, barely a whitecap even showing as they stood there looking out. "Sort of makes you wonder about this couple that will be joining us tonight don't you think?" Jack asked. "How's that?" "Well for one, that they didn't really tell us anything about them. They left things very vague on that issue. And secondly, the way Amber looked at Don when he mentioned it. Almost as if they knew something, and were holding it back on purpose." "Yeah, I noticed that too, and it did make me wonder. But the way I see it, if they've decided to include this other couple in having dinner tonight, and then perhaps a drink or two up in their suite later, then they must be all right. I can't imagine those guys asking them up if there was anything really strange about them." "Still, they were holding something back." "Well, whatever it is, I guess we'll find out soon enough. In the meantime, I think I'm going to lay down for a bit and take a nap. I have a feeling it's going to be another long night." Jack agreed with his wife and then followed her back into their bedroom. He had a feeling he was going to need that extra rest as well. ** The night was still calm and beautiful when they met Don and Amber out at the bar for a pre-dinner drink. "Are your friends still joining us?" Jack asked. Once again Don and Amber glanced at each other, that same look being passed between them. "Yeah they'll be joining us for dinner shortly," Don offered still acting elusive. They were now shown to their table, opting for one outside furthest away from everyone else. And though the night was cool, the sound of waves crashing on the rocks somewhere below and off in the distance, it was still comfortable. Now it was Doris's turn to question. "There's something you're not telling us," she said pointedly, trying to keep things light, though her tone of voice indicated she was bothered by all this secrecy. "Yeah, there is. And I'm sorry for that," Amber explained. "Trust me, there's nothing to be concerned about. We just thought it would be more interesting for the two of you to meet them the way we did. I think you'll be in for a nice surprise when you do." "Speaking of which, here they come now," Don said standing. Jack and Doris turned in the direction Don had indicated, likewise standing as well. And he was right, and certainly not anything they'd been expecting that was for damn sure. "Lesbians?" Jack whispered to his wife, though Doris had no time to respond as the two, quite naturally attractive women reached their table. And it wasn't that Jack really minded if in fact they were. He'd always enjoyed seeing his wife with other women, but their appearance had momentarily thrown them both off. "Jack? Doris? This is the couple I was telling you about, Randy, and Candy." Jack tried desperately not to laugh. Certainly these really weren't their real names, further mystifying the circumstances surrounding the two women. Maybe they were here together without their husband's knowledge, or perhaps they were actually famous in some way, and wanted to keep their true identities a secret. Like he'd already noticed as they'd approached, they were both damn fine looking women. After introductions and handshakes all round, they again settled down at their table. Their waiter coming over to take another drink order, and then leaving them all some time to glance through the menu. Randy, as she'd been introduced was a very tall woman, taller than both Amber, Doris, and Candy, her "partner", as Jack mused. She had long dark hair that fell well past her shoulders, an olive complexion to her skin tone that suggested some sort of Spanish, or perhaps Italian descent, though he'd not picked up on any accent when they were introduced. He had noticed too of course, that she seemed to have fairly large breasts, already wondering if they were even real as big and full as they were against her chest. Candy on the other hand, reminded him of the young woman in the movie of the same name. She was blonde, and though certainly full-figured as well, she was considerably shorter than her partner. Likewise pale skinned, though she showed some attempt at tanning, it was obvious that she had to work at that in order to accomplish it without burning. Still, she was very attractive looking too with strikingly blue eyes to go along with her shoulder length hair. There was a brief moment of awkward silence as they all sat sipping their drinks. "I take it you didn't tell them very much about us," Randy noted, though she was actually smiling as she said that. "Purposely," Amber winked. "Like with us, thought it would be more fun coming from you." Both Jack and Doris were indeed perplexed, waiting to hear, whatever it was, that made these two women so unusual. And then it hit him, as Jack leaned over once more whispering into his wife's ear. "They're shemales!" And though Jack hadn't spoken loud enough for anyone else to have heard, he figured it was the sudden look on his own wife's face as the prospect of that statement actually being true hit her. Both Randy as well as Candy laughed, seeing Doris's expression. "That's exactly what Don and Amber thought when they met us," Randy began. But the truth of it is, we're actually... Hermaphrodite's!" "Hermaphro... what?" Doris asked, actually not at all familiar with the term. Now it was Candy's turn to respond. "It means, we have both men as well as women's plumbing so to speak," she giggled. "So we're not as you were probably thinking...shemales. We actually both have a dick and a pussy." "How's that even possible?" Doris went on, to which both women once again laughed. "It's a long story, which if you're really interested, we can share over dinner. And then later perhaps, if you're still interested, we'll even show you." Jack was quite looking forward to that. Though he was well aware of the term, he too had actually never seen a true Hermaphrodite before. He'd seen a few "fake" ones as he believed them to be in magazines, but never, ever, before had he actually seen one up close and personal, as he was hoping to do now. They soon after ordered dinner, and spent the next little while chatting and getting to know one another a bit better. Randy eventually began to share in greater detail as to what a true Hermaphrodite really was, and why. Her explanation certainly made sense, though it was obviously a really rare occurrence of this actually happening. Randy and Candy had in fact met through an online support group, and had been intimate partners ever since. And even more interesting, though Randy and Candy were indeed nicknames of a sort, Randy's real name was Randeen, and Candy's had been Candice. "I'm sorry...but I have to ask, so your breasts are real then?" "Jack!" Doris scolded, though both Randy and Candy were laughing at that. "Don't worry honey, we get asked that a lot in fact. And yes, they really are. Though we know a few others in our group that have either had implants, or reductions. But to answer your question again, we are what we are." And with that, Randy actually reached up, pulling the front of her dress down. She was wearing a peasant blouse with a wide, somewhat low cut neck anyway. The fact she hadn't been wearing a bra made it much easier for her to do so. In seconds, she was sitting there with her tits clearly revealed, both breasts actually resting now on the table. Like the rest of her skin tone, her breasts were olive in complexion, her nipples a dark tan color that was just a little darker than the surrounding skin. They were also thick and fat as well, and appeared to be growing even stiffer right before their very eyes. "Go ahead, touch them if you'd like to." Jack was tempted, as was Doris, but neither one of them made a move to do so, though Amber however, did. The Firm "Well if neither one of you are, I sure as hell am," she giggled, and then took a moment to run her thumb back and forth over Randy's right nipple. Randy moaned delightedly. "Candy can tell you. She and I both have very, very sensitive nipples. She's even been known to climax just by having hers sucked," she shared suddenly. "Hell baby, I've been known to climax just having them looked at," she laughed, now reaching over to likewise fondle Randy's left nipple as Amber continued teasing and fondling the right one. Even the approach of their waiter with the check didn't cause them to desist in their public frolicking, a look that didn't go ungratefully noticed by him either as he stood there, and as Don signed off on the bill for their room. "Ah, ah thanks," he stated, only then tearing his eyes away as he reluctantly forced himself to do so. "Maybe we should go up to the room now before we get any more curious onlookers," Candy suggested, to which everyone agreed. The six of them soon headed up to Don and Amber's suite. Shortly after arriving, Don headed over to the well stocked bar, and prepared to make everyone a drink. "Make yourselves at home," he stated, as Randy and Candy quickly took the couch. Everyone else finding single chairs to sit, forming a half circle about the two women in a way. Almost as quickly as they had sat down, they had stood again however. "I know you're all dying to see," Candy spoke as she faced everyone. "So we might just as well show you now, and get all that out of the way." No one was about to object to that either as the women began removing their clothing, minutes later standing there entirely naked before them. Randy's breasts, so unencumbered, where approximately the same size and shape as Doris's. And though Candy's were somewhat smaller, hers too were obviously quite natural, each capped with light pink nipples, having small areola, and small tiny little nipples though they were indeed stiff and hard as they stood off her breasts. But the real story of course, was both women had cocks, and though currently flaccid, these two looked every bit as natural and normal as any man's might have been. Randy's hung longer, again still flaccid, but not too far above average in size perhaps. At the moment at least, Candy's prick was actually quite small, and it was also noticeable that she wasn't circumcised, her foreskin currently covering the head of her prick entirely. It was then that they sat down on the couch again, actually spreading themselves and inviting a much closer look. As though hypnotically drawn, Jack actually slid off his chair onto the floor and found himself looking at them only a foot or so away. "As you can see, in addition to having a cock, we also have cunts," Randy half purred, actually sounding as though she was becoming aroused by all this. She had simultaneously spread herself, revealing that she, as well as Candy, also had clits, and what appeared to be a quite normal looking pussy, with a prick (which was now growing to some extent) sitting just above all that. But it was also then that everyone realized, neither woman had any balls!" "I know. To some, they find it a bit freaky or weird, especially not knowing or understanding the facts. But yes, both organs are fully functional, and we can both have a male climax, as well as a female one. So in a sense I guess, we enjoy the best of both worlds." "No shit!" Jack exclaimed, actually becoming aroused himself now. Randy's prick now quite firm if not fully erect, and sitting a good seven inches at least as she sat there holding onto it with one hand, and the other still slowly toying with her mostly exposed clit. "It does make masturbating twice as much fun," she giggled. "Amongst other things." Don had passed everyone a drink, though not many were actually doing so, mesmerized, and still taking their respective turns, and time to have a closer look at the two women's sex organs. "I think one of the more amazing things we can do, is that we can actually fuck one another simultaneously. It takes a little doing to manage it, but we can." "Fucking A! What I wouldn't give to see that!" Don suddenly exclaimed, once more garnering a little laughter from the two women. "We hear that one a lot too. But if you'd like, we'd be more than happy to show you how we actually do that." Once again, no one said anything about them not doing it, though Candy did stipulate one condition prior to them doing so. "Before we even attempt to do that, I think it's only fair that the four of you now get naked as well." No one had to be asked twice. ** With Candy and Randy both still the center of attention at the moment, everyone else merely stood around now looking on. "Actually, the easiest way for us to accomplish this, is for Candy to be on her back, and if someone could put a pillow under her head, as well as her ass, we'll show you how we can do this." As Candy positioned herself, she invited Doris to fondle her prick, to help make it harder before the attempt. Doris was only too happy to comply, scooting over to now kneel beside the woman, taking delight in working the woman's foreskin back, more fully revealing that slim, tapered cock-head. In moment's Candy was fully erect, and roughly the same length and size as Jack's dick, which he now stood uninhibitedly fondling all the while looking on. And though he couldn't explain it in any way shape or form, there was something wildly erotic about watching his wife, playing with this prick, though attached to what he could only see and accept as a very beautiful looking woman. It was an eerie thought in a way, but an extremely arousing one. Randy had likewise invited Amber to prepare her, which she was now doing, though preferring to suck the woman's much lengthier prick into her mouth. In addition to that, she enjoyed the feel and sensation of actually worming two fingers inside the woman's cunt, thus fingering her in this way, still sucking, and enjoying the incredibly wild feeling of being able to accomplish all this so easily. "Ok, I know I'm ready," Randy moaned, literally forcing Amber away from her. "As am I," Candy quipped, adding that she'd already had two pussy climaxes with Doris likewise sucking her cock, and fingering her cunt as well. "Lets show them how we fuck one another," Randy indicated, sliding into position above Candy, sliding down over the woman's cunt, though facing towards her feet as she did this. Once she was fully impaled, she then moved forward a bit, the angle just right with the pillow now under Candy's ass. With a slightly longer prick, and somehow still manageable in bending, she somehow accomplished it. With the flat of her hand, she pressed herself into Candy's wide open split, the head of Randy's prick suddenly dipping inside. She bent a little further, careful not to uncunt herself from Candy's cock, and slid a little deeper inside as well. "Jesus H!" Don exclaimed, coming around to kneel by the two women, looking on, though Jack quickly joined him, the two girls already there in the first place. But all four now looking on with wild-eyed expressions on their faces. "They're actually doing it! Fucking each other! This is...unfucking believable!" He exclaimed once more, glancing back and forth, watching Candy's prick easing it and out of Randy's pussy, and then watch Randy's cock, as it continued working itself in and out of Candy's cunt. The girls continued for a minute or two longer, but then Randy finally spoke, actually rolling off and away from her partner. "As fun and as interesting as that is to do, and feel...it can also be a little taxing," she said somewhat breathlessly. "Which is why we don't do that very often. It's actually more fun, to simply take turns fucking one another, as well as playing. So...having said that, who'd like to fuck me first?" Once again Jack smiled, indicating that he would, though Don was more than happy to start off with Candy anyway. Now it was Randy's turn to lay on her back, placing a pillow beneath her ass as she did. Jack quickly came up to kneel between her legs, placing and aiming his prick towards the woman's pussy. As he did that, he realized he hadn't put on a condom, looking over towards his wife. To his surprise, Doris nodded her head smiling at him. Without further thought, he slid inside her pussy, relishing in the all too familiar feel of a normal, wet, horny woman's cunt. "See? No real difference is there?" She asked as Jack too a few moments to realize this. "And the really nice thing is, you also have something else you can hold onto and play with while you're busy fucking me." Jack actually laughed, reaching over, clasping his hand around her hard stiff cock. "Yeah, it's sort of like sitting in a saddle, and being able to hold on to the saddle horn while you ride." Now Randy had to laugh. "Ok, that's a new one. I've never quite thought of it like that before. But either way, it's one fucking fun sensation, getting your cunt fucked, and your cock jacked all at the same time." Randy soon looked over at Doris however. "Now, if you really want to make things interesting, come over here and sit on my face so I can lick you. And while I'm doing that, you can lean over and suck on me. Provided of course, Jack's willing to let you do that, though he can easily hold it for you." Both Don and Amber had taken their cue from all of this as well, situating themselves with Candy in exactly the same way. Each group, now laying side-by-side, fucking, licking, sucking one another into oblivion. It was indeed an amazing sensation, and a stimulating visualization to be fucking this woman's pussy, and still holding her dick, holding it for his wife to lick and suck on, all the while having her own pussy licked. But he knew too, that much more of this, he'd be shooting off soon. And not that he couldn't get it up again later, he was in no frame of mind to be getting off quite this soon yet. "I need to fucking stop before I can't," he announced, finally pulling out, though Don laughingly had agreed with him. "Was just about to say the same thing myself," he stated. "This has been too fucking hot, and still...unfucking believable!" "Well. While you two are gathering your wits and stamina, there's a nice naughty little variation of this that is fun too. So...why don't we all switch places, and partners now. And we'll show you what we mean," Candy said taking charge. "I'm actually dying to fuck some nice sweet pussy myself," she added, reaching out towards Doris, and motioning for her to lay down where she'd been. Doris was indeed more than ready, and extremely excited and aroused. She watched as Candy positioned herself between her legs. "Almost makes me wish I had a cock!" She joked, not knowing that Jack for a moment had been thinking the exact same thing. Amber too now lay on her back, as Randy likewise began to slip her hard cock into her. The four women now, lying together again side by side as the two beautiful Hermaphrodites began fucking them in unison. Not too surprisingly, both Jack and Don were feeling a little left out. "Get over here behind me," Randy spoke, and Jack behind Candy. You can finger us, and play with our clits while we're doing this. I think you'll find that damn fucking fun too, as do we." It didn't take long however to figure out that a hell of a lot more could also be accomplished with a little creative imagination. Working out the logistics, Jack soon found a way to scoot comfortably beneath his wife to some extent, and in doing so, more easily positioning himself that he soon had his prick inside Candy's pussy, as she continued on fucking his wife. And though Don hadn't quite accomplished the same feat with Randy and Amber, he had managed to work his way so that he was now licking Randy's cunt, sucking her clit, as she continued slow-fucking his wife. This time Jack had no intention of staving off his climax. When it came this time, he'd enjoy it, fully and completely. He had little doubt that he'd easily be able to get it up again a bit later. He pulled out a few seconds later, his orgasm well on the way. He saw as well as felt that first glorious spurt, so powerful and so hard, that it shot up and over Candy' back and head, falling somewhere no doubt onto his own wife, who confirmed that mere fact with a sudden, surprised little giggle. "Hey, warn me on the next one!" She laughed jokingly. "Too fucking late," Jack groaned, once again fisting his cock, watching the second, as well as the third jettison of spunk leaping high up into the air, though most of the rest of his spending managed to fall easily onto Candy's back as he only then rolled away. "Come suck me, lick me...make me cum," Candy demanded, her fingers waving towards Jack, coaxing him back. He quickly joined his wife, the two of them now mouthing Candy's prick together, licking and sucking it, effectively sandwiching her cock between them. Jack reached up, taking delight in finding one of her very sensitive nipples, holding onto it and rolling it with his fingers. Doris, likewise using her fingers, but in a much different way now, sliding them up inside, feeling the inner reachings, and even very possibly, what actually felt like small little balls tucked up way inside the woman. She continued to finger, as well as lick, just as her husband was. "Oh yeah, that's it...that's fucking it. Just like that, oh holy fucking shit...just like that, I'm gonna..." And then Candy, literally exploded without needing to even say the word. Not only did she shoot sperm, just like any man's prick would, her pussy simultaneously released a wet sticky mixture of its own. Doris felt the woman's release as it poured out over her hand, likewise watching, looking as white frothy streamers of semen spurted out into the air, landing on the floor just beyond them. She continued to kneel there, shaking and trembling wildly until she gradually, and slowly came down from her orgasm. So involved had they been, that they'd not even noticed the other three and so similarly finished as well. Randy's prick still dripping juice, as Don lay on the floor beneath her, his face covered in her spunk, which Amber was only now beginning to lick off. ** They took a small break for some liquid refreshments, lounging about, recovering, though even the mere sight of looking at one another turned out to be stimulating. Randy's thin, long once again flaccid cock flipping back and forth slightly as she walked about the room, though she actually seemed to be enjoying that. Candy's had as well grown soft, looking to be no more than two or three inches now, nestled away, and tucked inside itself, just as Jack's did on a very cold day. "I need to trib your wife here soon," Randy eventually announced, something else I really enjoy doing, is clitty-fucking another woman." Jack grinned, his prick already throbbing a bit at the mere mention of that. "I'd enjoy seeing that," he told her. "And I'd enjoy feeling it," Doris confirmed, already heading back towards the comfort of the bedroom, as the rest of them soon after followed. Once more, Doris positioned herself on her back, legs spread, open and revealing. Randy climbed up onto her, but instead of slipping her prick inside her exposed pussy, she settled herself instead slightly upwards, so that her own clit, was indeed pressing against that of Doris's. But even as Jack knelt there looking on, he saw immediate opportunity. And as long as he didn't get too much in the way, he knew he'd be easily able to accomplish what he planned to do. With her cock easily accessible, Jack took it within his hand, pressing and bending it slightly sideways. In doing this, he was easily able to suck it and lick it, while the girls continued slowly moving against one another, grinding their respective clits. "Oh fuck, that's nice," Randy mewled appreciatively. "I wouldn't mind cumming like this," she announced after a bit, having twice now made Doris climax with her own clit-to-clit tickling. Candy, Don and Amber had once again taken on a different way to please and pleasure one another. Candy at the moment sucking on Don's cock, as Amber lay between Candy's legs, sucking hers. They all switched back from time to time however, even switching positions, so that at one point Don was now sucking Candy's prick, as Amber sucked on his. "Oh, come fuck me now Jack," Randy exclaimed. "Let me sit on you. And then honey, you come sit on me," she said looking towards Doris. That particular little feat not going unnoticed by the other three either, as they soon began positioning to do exactly the same. "Ok if I fill your pussy full of sweet cream?" Randy asked. "Be my guest," Doris announced, already looking forward to it. It was yet again another mind blowing round of some of the most intense and satisfying climaxes, they had ever had. ** "Got everything packed? Jack asked. "Yep, all set. Ready to go," Doris responded almost sadly. They had all met briefly over breakfast, saying their goodbyes, exchanging numbers with the two women. And then much to their surprise, had been asked if they might be interested in meeting here again next year, and not necessarily on business this time. Jack and Doris had immediately jumped at the chance, agreeing to do so, and already planning for it even though they hadn't left yet. And the rest of the news was good too, though the final numbers wouldn't be in for a few more days yet. According to Mike, who had passed the information onto Bob, and then from there to the rest of the teams, "The firm", at the very least, would be awarded two of the three projects, if not all three. Either way, it meant another nice bonus for Jack. Even bigger than the last one he'd gotten. Even as they made there way home, relaxing in first class, and enjoying their flight, Jack had no reservations about anything he'd done, or anything that had happened. It was simply the way things worked, and well short of anything illegal, he knew damn well, he'd be more than willing to do it again. It was at that moment that a very good looking flight attendant leaned over, placing their drink orders on their trays. Jack took a moment to peer down the woman's blouse at her tits, enjoying the hint of flesh that he saw there. He even heard a slight chuckle come from his wife after she moved away. "What?" "You know what. I bet you were thinking about how much you'd have liked to see those big ole titties of hers." "Yeah so? Like you wouldn't?" He challenged back. "Oh, I would yes. But that wasn't exactly what I was thinking." "Oh? And what were you thinking then anyway?" "I was trying to imagine what she might look like with a cock." And then Jack sat back in his seat, thinking the same damn thing. -End- The First Me, Kate and Nic. All 21. All single. All on holiday together on a small Greek island. It was so liberating to be away from all the prying eyes and gossipers in our small village. We hit the ground running, nightclubbing every night, taking tours and activities provided by our hotel. The three of us shared a room to keep costs down. We had become friends with some others who were also staying at the hotel- Steve and Lisa, both 26 – Suzy, 22, alone, and Andy, 25 also alone. 4 nights in, we were at the club again after a day of cruising around the island. Kate and Nic had hit it off with the skipper of the boat and his brother, and drifted away somewhere fairly early. Suzy and Andy were dancing with each other all night. Not hard to guess how that was going to end up. Too much sun, too much drink and not enough sleep caught up with me, and I called it a night at 2a.m. "You're not walking back on your own are you?" Lisa asked "I'll be fine!" I replied. She turned to Steve "what do you think? She shouldn't walk back alone should she?" he shrugged "it's up to her, she's a big girl." With that, I said good night again and turned to leave. As I reached the door of the club, Lisa appeared. She linked arms with me "I'll walk you back Hon, you could get into trouble alone!" "Ok, thanks, "I was used to this protective attitude - I had 3 big brothers at home who never let me walk anywhere alone at night. It was easier to just say yes. I don't really remember what we talked about but I know that we laughed a lot, and when a couple of guys approached us, Lisa said assertively "we're together Boys!" Needless to say they found this an exciting notion and suggested that we spend some time together." No, seriously, we're together" they sulked away, we giggled –"works every time" she laughed. We soon arrived at the hotel room that I shared with Kate and Nic. I put the key in to the lock. As I turned to say goodnight, Lisa put both her hands on the door, either side of me. "Can I have a kiss for walking you home?" she smiled. I looked at her, startled, yet intrigued. I had never kissed a woman before, yet alone been invited to! 'Um – Ok" I replied, a little un-nerved. She kissed me. I liked it. I kissed her back. It was the best kiss, the softest kiss, my first girl kiss. We kissed again. I couldn't believe that I was kissing a girl and it was really turning me on!! Lisa pushed me against the door with her body; I automatically pushed back in to hers. She reached behind me and turned the key, opening the door. She peered around it "No one's here" she said as she grabbed my hand, pulling me inside, locking the door behind us. "Just in case" she winked at me. "Where do you sleep?" she asked. I pointed. By the time we got to the bed, we were both stripped. Lisa took both my hands and pulled me around to stand in front of her. "Don't worry, I'll look after you" she said gently; she could obviously tell it was my first time. Guiding me to sit on the bed, "Don't move!" she ordered, and went into the bathroom, returning with a wet face washer and a towel. She sat on the floor in front of me, and as she took my foot in her hands, she murmured "poor feet, in those come fuck me shoes all night!" She used the face washer to clean my feet and then dried them afterwards with the towel. She then took my foot in her hands and started to massage. It felt so good, they had been in cfm shoes all night and the relief I felt at her touch was immediate. It was so intimate. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of release but opened them again with surprise as she put my big toe in her mouth. It took my breath away, and when she started to tongue in between my toes, I squirmed and giggled, but she held on tight. She moved to the other foot, massaging, sucking and licking. By now my whole body was fizzing with energy, when just half an hour earlier I was ready for sleep. She moved her hands up to my shins, using her thumbs to press in to pressure points, again relieving soreness from the shoes, but also arousing every part of me. I felt relief, apprehension, and anticipation with every move of her hands. I was both exhausted and stimulated at the same time. She lifted my legs up and onto the bed, and positioned herself between them, pushing my knees up at the same time. I watched her as she massaged my kneecaps, working around them, under them, sending shivers up my spine; so good! Her hands moved along my thighs, again finding pressure points, releasing tension, creating energy. "Turn over "she murmured as she helped ease me onto my stomach. She started working on my calf muscles. "So tense!" she whispered. When she got to my knees, she suckled the soft flesh at the back – another erogenous zone I hadn't been aware of before now, and massaged her way up the back of my thighs. Up to this point she hadn't touched me sexually at all, but the way she touched me was so sensual anyway; I was turned on. She traced the line between my buttocks, touching me like a feather, sending my nerve endings crazy, goose bumps instantly appearing on my skin. I had never even had a full body massage before! "You have beautiful skin!" she said as she moved up to my back. She moved, carefully sitting on my butt, as she massaged my back, she moved, rubbing herself on my ass, the movement causing my pubic bone to push into the mattress, stimulating my body and mind beyond any experience I had ever had. She turned me over and swept her hand really lightly over my pubic hair – just enough to make me shudder. Using her thumbs, Lisa found the top of my hips and gently pressed into the soft flesh between the body and the bone, moving her hands up and around then over my stomach and then up under my rib cage. It was like she almost wanted to get inside of me, her fingers exploring, moving expertly around my body, as if she already knew it well. As her hands closed over my breasts, I pulled her up to me. Our lips met fiercely, passionately, she sucked my tongue when I put it in her mouth, bit my lips and moved to my throat, licking, sucking, tasting, and kissing. I could touch her now; the softness of her skin was bliss. Underneath her beautiful skin though, she was toned, and the combination of her softness and her strength was exhilarating. Using my hip bone to rub herself on, her hand went straight down to my pussy. Her fingers moved expertly, first a little way in, and then out, up and over my clit. She set the pace and as she could feel my tension building, she moved down the bed, put her soft, hot lips on my pussy, helping me to climax; I felt like I was flying. She suckled and nuzzled until I couldn't stand anymore and involuntarily pushed her head away. I felt joy, and I felt relief. Lisa moved back up the bed to me, and kissed me "see how good you taste?" she murmured. We rolled over, me on top of her now, using her thigh to continue my stimulation. I touched her breasts, passing my thumb over her nipple, feeling it harden as I did so. I was in awe of her body, and ran my hands over and over, up and down, trying not to rush, as she had taken her time with me. Feeling her softness and her response to my touch gave me confidence; I knew what to do. I took her breast into my mouth, losing myself in the taste and smell of her. She was sweet and salty, musky and sweaty, totally intoxicating me. I moved down her body, using my hair, sweeping it over her skin hearing and feeling her enjoyment of the sensation, her arousal growing. I pulled her up to a kneeling position, our bodies joined, slippery with sweat. I parted her legs, moving my hand between them. The feel of her enveloped my whole being, her moans encouraging me on. I manoeuvred myself between her legs as she knelt so that I was under her pussy, pulled her down to me and began to lick gently, a little unsure of how much or how far to go. She responded straight away, moving her hips. We fitted together perfectly, we were in rhythm with each other; nothing else mattered. Hearing her breathing change, my instincts lead me to put my fingers inside her and as I did, I felt her pussy tightening on them as she began her own climax. She quickly turned around and went straight down on me, our tongues on each other now; we held each other fast, moving together until her body, straining as she came, released all her tension. I came again soon after, feeling totally spent. We lay there, cooling down, our breath slowly returning to normal. Suddenly I felt very sober; "Lisa! What about Steve?" she looked at me, questioning "what about him?" "Well, won't he be wondering where you are? I mean aren't you together? Oh my God what have we done?" I felt ill now. She moved to lie next to me, head propped up on her hand "He's my brother Hon, didn't you get that??" "Oh fuck! I felt sick for a minute!" "Wait til I tell him that, he'll love it!" she laughed, That made me think – what would happen now. How would I tell Kate and Nic – should I tell them? Would Lisa and I do this again? Would we be a couple on this holiday? Could we be open on the island? Was this a one off for me, was I straight? Experimenting? Did this mean I was a lesbian? Lisa was hot, but I knew I liked men too; I was baffled by the whole thing. "You ok?" she lit two cigarettes and handed one to me. I figured that she could be the only one that I could talk to about these feelings so I told her. She didn't offer up a judgment, but she did say, "You could be bisexual Hon, there are heaps of people who are attracted to both sexes, and it's normal, it's OK. It just means you're attracted to people rather than their gender." "Are you bisexual?" I asked. "Well, I prefer women mostly, but if I meet a guy that I want to be with, then that's ok too" she explained. "I struggled with it when I was younger, but now, I just go with what feels right at the time. It's never let me down, my gut instinct." "So what happens now?" I asked. She smiled at me, looking me in the eye. "Well, my gut instinct is telling me that this is going to be a really enjoyable holiday if we spend more time together. What's yours telling you?" I felt no pressure to answer immediately, and I took a moment to consider. I felt absolutely equal to her, even though she was older than me, even though she had pursued me and even though she was obviously keen to see me beyond this evening. I had never felt that my needs were valued in this way; it was up to me and my gut instinct. "It's telling me that this feels good and it feels right. It's telling me to enjoy my holiday too!" "I like your gut instinct!" she laughed as she pulled me in to her.