5 comments/ 59855 views/ 2 favorites Sex In The City By: JACKMOLI I am a 32 young single guy and this was going to be a promise I was happy to keep. My 18 year-old niece, Jana, phoned to remind me of one I had made to her over 6 years ago and it was one which she wasn't about to allow me to renege on. Years earlier I was talking with her about some great restaurants I had frequented in New York City and the wonderful theater shows I had seen there. She got excited and asked if she would ever be able to go. Jana had been adopted as a very young girl and was living with her mother (my sister) up in central Pennsylvania. There was little likelihood of them ever making a trip to the City so I told her that for her 18th. Birthday I would not only take her to whatever shows she wanted to see but also a couple of New York's best restaurants. I had completely forgotten about the promise until that phone call. Her trip was scheduled for a month or so out and her visit was going to be over a weekend. The trip was originally scheduled for Thursday through Sunday but she had to cancel Thursday so it was going to be shortened a bit. She was going to take a Greyhound bus into the City leaving home on Friday morning and arriving in NYC around noon where I would meet her. This would get her into the City in plenty of time to check into the hotel and still allow us time to do some sightseeing and then just knock-about before grabbing a casual dinner. The theater tickets and after theater supper reservations were for Saturday night. I would drive her back home on late Sunday afternoon. Did I mention this 18-year-old has the body and face of a calendar beauty? Lovely tits; the size of a martini glass, small waist, tiny hips, about 110 pounds, long blonde hair, tan and 5'4". My fingers were crossed with the hope of things to come. I made the reservation at the Marriott Hotel on Times Square. It is right in the center of things and at $235 a night, a little more reasonably priced than some of the others in town. Our reservation was for a large bedroom with 2 queen- sized beds. I was going to tell her I tried for separate rooms but the place was booked solid and there weren't any more available. Who knows what might come of the weekend. Right? What's the old Boy Scout motto -- 'A good scout is always prepared'? Her bus trip went off perfectly and she was stepping off the Greyhound bus at 11:30 AM with an ear-to-ear smile, her blue eyes flashing, her hair was swinging from side to side and her face as bubbly as a glass of the finest champagne. She was set for what she obviously hoped was going to be a fantastic weekend. A short cab ride over to the hotel and we were checked in by noon. She bought, without a fuss, the excuse about not having separate rooms. We unpacked our luggage and were back downstairs by one. She had never visited the City before so it was easy showing her things she had only heard or read about. She had seen the sidewalk hot dog vendors on some TV travel show and wanted to act like a 'real New Yorker' and enjoy one of those with a can of Coke. No sweat...a cheap luncheon date! She then wanted to see Wall Street and one of the stock exchanges so a cab ride to Lower Manhattan brought us to the NYSE for a quick tour. Another cab brought us to Chinatown to enjoy the sights, sounds and aromas wafting out of almost every shop. We walked down Canal Street to enjoy a spumoni in an Italian ice cream shop in the heart of Little Italy. By then it was close to four so I suggested a quick cab ride back to the hotel to get ready to go out for a casual bite. Instead of going directly to our room we stopped off at the lobby café in the Marriott to enjoy a couple of glasses of wine and chat about all of the things we were going to be doing over the next several days. The wine was opening her up even more and it was great to hear how excited she was about the trip. She was sitting on the edge of the chair and bubbling about all the excitement she was soon to enjoy. Her lovely breasts were bouncing up and down with each of her movements and my imagination was running wild. Oh, how I would love to have my face between those sweet tits right then. When we got to the room I said I was going to take a nap, wake at 7:30, shower and be ready for a casual night on the town. While I was napping Jana was going to read through the travel magazine the hotel provides in each room. Everything went fine right up until the time we were headed for a shower. We had our backs to each other and standing on opposite sides of the bedroom while we were stripping for our showers and as we turned. Uhhhh O. I had partially undressed and was in my skivvies and she had dropped her jeans and top and was in her bra and panties when we stopped in front of the bathroom door looking at each other. How were we going to work this out? "Jana, how about you jumping into the shower while I am shaving at the sink? The shower curtain will be drawn so you will have all the privacy you need and when you are through showering I will be through shaving I'll wrap a towel around myself and hand one into the shower for you to do the same and we can then swap positions." My mind was going a little crazy just thinking about the exquisite nude body that was going to be just on the other side of that shower curtain and under that towel. Sounds good. Right? Not so fast. She went into the bathroom and tossed her dirty underwear into the laundry bag in the clothes closet behind the bathroom door and took that sensual body of hers into the shower. I heard the shower running so I went in to shave. Shaving only takes a relatively short time and we were chatting over the noise of the shower while we were each doing our thing. I used a hand towel to wipe off my face, then realized the hotel staff had only provided us with a couple of hand towels. I told Jana of the problem and said I would have housekeeping rush up some more towels. While I was raising hell with housekeeping I heard the shower stop, then some rustling around in the bathroom. When I looked up Jana was standing in the center of the room drying her self with the one very small hand towel. God, I didn't realize just how drop-dead gorgeous this girl was! There was a knock on the door and I was handed a pile of assorted towels. I reluctantly tossed Jana one of the large bath towels hoping she wouldn't be able to catch it and force her to bend over to pick it up and expose her lovely pussy lips to me. She barely moved other than to catch the towel before continuing to dry herself but she had made no attempt to cover her beautiful naked body. I mumbled something about it being my turn in the shower and joked that if she wanted to wash my back... I certainly wouldn't turn her down. She gave me a devilish laugh and teasingly said "maybe another time." I could see she had lovely protruding tits and was almost completely shaved in her crotch. The area surrounding her tits and her stomach around her pussy was completely tanned. She must have a thong bathing suit, which would drive me up the wall to see her on the beach wearing one of those things. She looked at me and started to cry. What the hell was wrong? "Jana, C'mere please." Sitting on the edge of the bed I held each of her hands and asked what was bothering her. She said, "Uncle Bill, I am such a phony." I stopped her right there---"Drop the 'Uncle' and just call me Bill. What the hell are you talking about, 'phony'? "I act like I am a 'know all about sex" woman and I don't know diddle squat about it. I am a virgin." "Honey, don't give it another thought. We can act like you do and no one will ever know the difference." "But I will," she sobbed. "What are you suggesting Jana?" "Will you teach me Bill?" I knew this was the booze talking and it would be a disaster if I took advantage of her while she was in this state. "Jana, lie down beside me and we will both take a nap and then talk about this later. OK?" She was sleeping as soon as she hit the pillow. The trip and wine had taken their toll. No problem, I was spooning to her and gently holding her breast in my hand. It was firm and I was getting excited beyond anything I could imagine. I reached down and gently touched her mound and the meaty lips of her pussy. It was almost completely shaved and just touching it was giving me shivers up and down the backs of my legs wondering just how far this would go. Right about then she rolled over and faced me but was still asleep, or so I thought. As we were lying there I started to feel something rubbing against my cock through my skivvies. It was her hand. She opened her eyes and purred seductively. "Are you going to teach me all about it now?" Her hard nipples were pushing against my chest and she was pressing her quivering mound firmly against me. She was lying flat on her back and I leaned over to gently kiss her and then nervously took a nipple between my lips and let my tongue flick it back and forth as gently as I could. It didn't take much of that before a moan was coming from deep within her. The sounds of her moaning were exciting me almost as much as touching her. I let my hand wander down to just touch her mound. My fingers were lightly moving around that whole area and I could feel her body heat rising through my hand. I could hear her take a huge breath and felt the shivers going through her whole body in spasms. I didn't know if her shivering was because my hand was getting her excited or it was in anticipation of her getting aroused or she was just frightened about what lay ahead. Either way, I was now on a mission and it appeared she was ready to go on it with me. I could feel her whole body quivering and her thighs gripping my hand with the expectation of what was going to happen. I wet a few fingers in my mouth before returning them to her crotch then used them to spread her lips and let my index and middle finger straddle her clit. I moved them up and down ever so gently to let them actually ride it a little. The hood covering the clit was now held back so my fingers could do their magic and her clit was now protruding almost an inch so my index finger could softly caress it. Her moans were not only audible but could actually be felt in the vibrations all through her lovely body. Her tender little ass was squirming in unison with my fingers and her sweet juices had really started to flow. Her clit was getting very slippery and she wasn't far from an orgasm. Her head was shaking from side to side with the long, blonde hair flailing on the pillow and her tongue wetting her lips more with every moan "Oh, Bill...this is too much. My whole body is alive with what you are doing." she moaned. "God, don't stop, please don't stop." Our hands were all over each other with mine centering on her warm wet pussy. It was dripping with the juices flowing with what she knew was ahead. She went straight for the head of my cock. She started to trace the veins in my rock hard shaft with her fingers and then ran a finger in the juice and then around my knob. "SHIT, stop for a bit or I won't last at all!" I yelled. I pulled her sweet, tight, virgin body on top of me with the lips of her warm, waiting pussy now positioned over the head of my cock. "Jana, let yourself slide down on my cock until you are all the way down. Then you can start an up and down motion with the walls of your pussy holding tightly to the shaft of my cock." She started to lower herself onto my cock when she hit a hard spot. "Jana, that is your hymen you are hitting. It is what is known as your cherry and if you go any further you can no longer consider yourself a virgin. It's not too late, you can lift up now and your virginity is intact." "Intact my ass. I wanted to get fucked and I am going to do it NOW." With that she put all her weight on driving herself deep onto my cock and she went right to the bottom. My cock had opened up her sweet, cherry lips and was now in her a full eight, throbbing inches. Her moans were louder than before and she was tossing her head from side to side and biting her lower lip very sensually. She was soon riding my shaft as if it was a horse. I knew she would love that position and told her she would get a stronger feeling if she would rub her clit against my bush at the bottom of her downward thrusts. Her eyes were now closed and her mouth was slightly open while tossing her hair back out of her face and moaning as if she was ready to explode. She looked down at me and asked. "Bill, am I doing everything right?" I assured her she was and it wasn't going to take much more of it before I was going to unload. As soon as we started again I could feel her take my suggestion about rubbing her clit against me. Rubbing, hell, she was grinding it into me. Sure enough, before I knew it she was rolling back and forth and giving sort of a low howl when she was almost ready to let her love juices flow. She started to pump wildly up and down and was grinding her teeth and throwing her head back and forth as she finally let go! WOW, what a climax! She fell forward against my chest with her heart beating a mile-a-minute. "Bill" she said breathlessly. "In street talk, that was 'unfucking believable'." She sat up where she was for a little while before falling face forward. We just kissed and held each other for what seemed like forever. I stripped off my condom and rolled back to face her. We both nodded off but awoke a short time later. We hadn't had any dinner and decided we would just order up from room service rather than get dressed again. The room service dinner was so-so but sure better than getting dressed and leaving the warmth of the bed and her sex. We rolled around exploring every part of each others body before mutually agreeing it was time for nighty nite. I kissed her again and she rolled off to get in some serious sleep. The next morning we awoke, or should I say she awoke and started to run her fingers up and down the length of my shaft. It didn't take long before she also had it in her mouth and I was in for the blowjob of a lifetime. I was determined not to cum too fast for I wanted to savor her tender mouth as long as I could. She put each hand at the base of my cock so it was then standing straight out rather than it's normal belly hugging position when it is hard. Her tongue then started to gently work its way around the ridge of the head of my cock occasionally dipping down to ride the shaft. It was then that she concentrated solely on the shaft by licking it up and down its entire length and around its total circumference. By now I was starting my own squirming motion. She then raised her mouth over the head of it and slowly, ever so slowly, lowered her mouth about half way down. It wasn't long before she had a gentle up and down motion going. At one point she stopped with the top portion of her tongue positioned along the lower side of my shaft and she started to HUM. God, I could feel the vibrations up to my teeth. She then pulled back off and wrapped her lovely lips around my balls. She sucked and played with my balls for what seemed like an eternity before I got the idea to give her a little 69. I told her to swing around and get her hot, little cunt up near my mouth so I could do to her what she was doing to me. Damn, she was around in a flash and my face was buried deep between her tight pussy lips. Sucking me off must have aroused her for she was as wet as I felt the night before just before she came. We stayed like that for a long time and I kept resisting the urge to have an orgasm. I swallowed every drop she had and just squished my face all around her pussy as I was discovering this really drives her over the top. There were a couple of times she sort of yelped with pain and I realized I hadn't shaved that morning and my stubble was obviously hurting her but that didn't make her have me stop what I was doing. I wet my middle finger with her love juices and gently played with her ass before inserting it in up to my middle knuckle. God, that turned her into a mass of wriggling, pulsing flesh as she was pumping my face as hard as she did earlier. I couldn't hold back any longer and let go with a huge load. I was shooting stream after stream of my white, hot cum juices into her sweet, virgin mouth. She could only handle the first few before the rest was running all over both of us. She is certainly better than any alarm clock! I asked her later where she had leaned the bit of humming when giving a blowjob and she responded that she had read it somewhere. They ought to give that book to every 18-year-old gal! "OK, honey, it's time to rise and face the new day. We have a lot more things to see and do before I give you lesson # 3." I laughed. I poked her ribs and she jumped up and out of the bed. God, I watched that sweet, little ass of hers as she made her way to the bathroom with my cock getting hard again with excitement. I wasn't sure if she was twitching her ass for my benefit but whatever the reason; it was a sight to behold. After our joint shower and getting dressed we went down and had breakfast in the lobby restaurant. We were ready. I had postponed our trip to the Statue of Liberty the day before so that was going to be first on the agenda. A cab ride down to the Battery and we were soon on the boat out to the Island. Jana got a humongous kick out of wandering around the place and then going up as far as we could. She wanted to climb the steps to the crown of Lady Liberty but I quickly talked her out of that shit. I was going to treat her to lunch and one of the best scenic views in the City so we had the cab drop us at 666 5th Avenue. The world famous Top of the Sixes restaurant. (World famous, but hardly the best restaurant.) Lunch was fine but it was time for another treat for her. One of the guys I worked with had some contacts at ABC-TV and arranged for us to go over there in the afternoon and meet some of the on-air personalities. Jana almost died when we were introduced to Peter Jennings and then George Stephanopolis. They were both very gracious but I am sure they are so tired of greeting people they don't know and will never see again that we were just a blur in their minds as soon as they turned away. Although Jana made them both smile from ear to ear when she said that she had watched ABC on election night and they were both terrific. Nevertheless, it was sort of a kick for both of us. I had a supper reservation made after the show and the show started at eight so we needed to get our butts back to the hotel if I was going to give her lesson #3 and still have time to get ready for the show and supper. A quick cab ride and we were in the room by four and left a trail of our clothes from the door of the room to the bed. We were simply standing there with her breasts pressed firmly against me and one of her hands behind my neck as we kissed with wild abandon. It was the first time our tongues had really explored the others mouth and it turned us both on. I gently lowered her to the bed and continued our kiss without any let up. I had one hand behind her neck with the other gently massaging her mound. As I let a few fingers wander in to her clit she started her low moaning again and I was getting harder by the second. I then felt her hand gently holding my cock ever so lightly but rubbing my slit with a finger to get as much of the precum on it as she could. She then broke off our record-breaking kiss and started to suck her pre-cum-wet finger. WOW. I slipped down her body kissing every erotic spot until my tongue was working her clit as gently as it could. By then, Jana had her two hands grabbing my head and pulling me into her pussy. I finally broke free to rise up to kiss her and position my cock head directly over her waiting meaty pussy lips. With a little pressure her lips opened to receive me and I kept up the pressure until my cock was completely buried. She gasped and wrapped her arms around my neck and her legs came up to my back and pulled me in. Sex In the City It is my opinion that every woman (and most men) should watch every episode of HBO's "Sex in the City". Now, most men probably just ran panicked from this essay (if they even clicked on it in the first place) just from that first sentence. Well, it's ok, for those of you with a penis who stayed, BREATHE. I don't think you should watch it all at once (unless you want to... and I do highly recommend.) That seems like a rather strong opinion though, so I'm going to tell you why. First of all, if you're on this site you probably like sex. And although this isn't a "Oh, I'm so hot, I'm going to masturbate while I'm watching" kind of thing (although, my brother might disagree cuz he thinks that a couple of those women are damn sexy with their clothes off), it has many situations that you may recognize from your own life. That and you will probably be able to identify with at least one of the characters. My friends and I think that we make up the entire quartet - and our lives follow shockingly similar storylines to the ones on screen (For those of you who are wondering, I'm Miranda with a little dash of Samantha thrown in - except with weddings when I become Charlotte at her worst. Thank God, I am almost never Carrie.). The show is sexy and funny, and it's so easy to get wrapped up in the lives of the characters. They go through almost every sexual experience imaginable, and arrive with shock at each new thing, giving the most interesting observations and conversations about the topic. There's just good old fashion sex, and lots of it, all through the show. There's lesbians, and two attempts at a threesome. Some have relationships, some just have sex. One of my favorite parts about Samantha is when she IS in a relationship because it's so different from her usual sexual relationships. There's entire episodes focusing on the lack of sex in their lives (something I'm sure we're all VERY familiar with), and they have some of the funniest observations about it ever. There's constantly new boyfriends and girlfriends and new ways to embarrass yourself. Running into ex's causes immediate trauma (and often hysterical get-away scenes.). There's also some of the kinkier stuff - a bossy man who's created a dungeon in his closet, a politician who wants to take a golden shower, a shoe fetish and a foot fetish meeting, and trying out the lingus of the anus. It's fun, and so many of the situations are so real that you can constantly be like, "Oh my god! That's so me and _________." (Fill in the blank). One of the best parts about watching it now is that all the episodes are out, it's over and it's all on DVD already, so you don't even have to wait. So many breakups and bad sex and good sex and cheating and fun... it's just ridiculous girl time fun. Although most of the guys that have been "forced" to watch end up staying for a couple of episodes and laughing their asses off. Afterwards they'll complain the next time it's put on, but you notice that they aren't leaving the room... and they shut up as soon as the show starts. Now, some of this might have to do with the fact that there's a naked lady in almost every episode, but that doesn't explain everything. In fact, in a particular episode that's filled with naked women in a sauna the guys were not too happy about some of the women in there... but they didn't stop watching. Brief synopsis of the characters (hoping to get you interested): Carrie is a fairly dysfunctional female who writes a newspaper column called "Sex in the City" which tends to have most of her sexual exploits in them in one way or another. She's a little crazy, fairly dumb when it comes to relationships, and hopefully there aren't too many people too like her out in the world. Charlotte is the romantic prude, has rules for every part of dating, and never wants to do anything experimental - until she finally gets married anyway. She's desperate for a husband and children. Samantha doesn't do relationships (except a few times)... kinky, open, she'll try anything once, she's not a slut - she's a female playboy. And she does some stuff to her ex's that most girls only WISH they had the balls to do. Miranda is cynical, pushy and not sure she believes in romance and happy endings. But she likes the mens. One of the coolest things about the show is that you'll see some places in New York that you never knew were there... and when you go to visit you'll be able to stop by. Sex in the City only shows restaurants and clubs that actually exist... my friends and I can't wait to visit a restaurant called "The Exquisite Pain" which is a BDSM restaurant. It gives you a great look at some of the more hidden away places that you might want to try out the next time you're in the city. My only warning is that it can become extremely addictive... my friends and I are right now trying to figure out a day when we can have a Sex in the City marathon and watch all the episodes all in a row while eating Chinese food. Final note: the first season is a pilot season so the rest of it isn't the same... I like the first season but I also recognize that it gets better after it. Still, you should watch it so that you're not totally confused for the rest of the series... lots of important stuff happens. And it's fun and cute even though it's different from the rest of the series. Sex in the City Saturday, Jan. 1st, 2000 8:51am What with the horrible break-up that happened right before New Year's Eve, Rachel Warren decided to stay in last night and spend some quality time with herself. She was accompanied by her two most dependable male companions, Ben and Jerry (and yes, it is the ice cream). She had a ton of Sex & the City to catch up on anyway. So as she sat alone watching the adventures of Carrie and her friends, whatever their names are, something came to her. How many classy, well-paid but low-profile girls, are actually journalists writing about their sexual... MANY sexual encounters? She knows of none... Until she decided to make herself one. And why not? She is graduating senior hoping to become a journalist. Rachel must have left the TV on cable because when she awoke from her accidental nap at 3 in the morning, the screen was filled with teenage girls taking off their shirts. How she hated these commercials. What's worse is that she had called for a copy of one of the movies in the past and it was rather disappointing. There was too much teasing involved for her taste. Thinking about those topless girls, though, made her a bit more bothered than she planned. Grabbing her cell phone, she quickly sent a mass text to all the people on her list. "Sorry about the lateness! Happy New Year's everyone!" She didn't expect many, if any, of her contacts to answer it. After all, they were either going to be completely passed out from the partying or still too busy partying to care about a random message. Luckily, she had planned for a night like this and had a stash of other fun things to help her... blow off some steam. What was even better was the quiet vibrating of her phone, indicating that someone was, indeed, thinking of her. Then completely wide awake, Rachel flipped her phone open to read a message from Michael Hoag, her next door neighbor. "Enjoying your party?" she replied, getting up from her place on the sofa and heading into her bedroom. She knew that she was pushing her luck texting him back but if Luck decided to be a lady, Rachel was going to be ready. Pulling off her robe, Rachel thought of what she was going to wear when she walked down the hall to Michael's door. After taking off her shorts, she decided to change her panties also (in case it mattered). To replace her oversized T-shirt, Rachel pulled on a tight silk dress and stepped into a matching black thong. She gave herself a once over in the full-length mirror before reaching for the phone again. For a 21-year-old who constantly partied and stayed out late, Rachel sure didn't look it. She admired her will power to refuse liquor with high calories, which was the majority beverage offered, that kept her in shape from her high school days. Her breasts were a nice 34C and her ass rivaled Jennifer Lopez's. Furthermore, her navel was pierced, which accentuated her flat, not-yet defined abs. After pulling up her medium brown hair into pig tails, Rachel strapped on her favorite stilettos. When she checked her phone again, she saw Michael's reply. "It's just about dead. Where are you? Why aren't you here?" Seeing that, Rachel quickly grabbed her keys and headed for the door. She was ready, and it seems that she was going to start her millennium right. With his door slightly ajar, Rachel slipped inside his apartment. As she walked down the hall, Rachel tossed her keys onto the floor of his coat closet. The living room was dimly lit, which caused her to become even more aware of her need. Michael had been in a few of her classes since freshman year, but it wasn't until she moved down the hall from him last fall did she realize how great of a fuck he was. It seemed he was more blessed in that area she needed and every time felt like the first time. Just thinking about him made her wet and she was glad he kept himself unattached so that it was more convenient for them to fool around on her schedule. She thought of how incredibly cute he gets whenever he plays innocent, which he can do so well it nearly fooled her when they were just classmates. Now that she knows how dirty he can play, it only turns her on more when he acts that way. Who doesn't fantasize about teaching an innocent boy a thing or two about sex? Rachel stepped into his living room and paused to let her eyes adjust to the dark. Past the wall with the flat-screen TV, the kitchen was alive with voices. Opposite that corner, Michael waved her over from the other end. "Just about dead, hmm?" she asked in a low voice as she slowly made her way towards him. He shrugged, sitting in an oversized bean bag chair. "I was thinking of you and didn't want you to hesitate if you were coming over to see me," he whispered as Rachel perched herself across his lap. "Missed me that much, huh?" Before he could answer, Rachel had her arms already thrown over his shoulder and her tongue exploring his mouth. A quiet moan escaped Michael's lips, and after a time, they pulled away. "Let's go to your room," she breathed, fighting the urge to kiss him again. He hesitated, his mouth slightly ajar from trying to come up with a quick explanation to why they couldn't. "Oh, you may be in big trouble, mister. Do you really expect me to just fuck you right here, right now, while all those people are in the next room playing beer pong?" Rachel asked, faking exasperation. "Well--..." he stuttered. She grinned. "Well, you thought right." Something was already poking at her, and she was too wet to deny it access for much longer. He made a quick gesture for her to stay quiet, putting a finger to his lips before grabbing one of her tits roughly. That initial contact surprised her and she let out a low whimper as she pulled his lips to her. Rachel grinded herself on his lap while her tongue again explored his mouth. Mike let out another moan when she started nibbling on his bottom lip. His hand was already creeping up the outside of her thigh, under the short dress she wore. Rachel had his shirt completely unbuttoned and was working on his pants when he reached her G-string. "Mmmm... You're such a naughty girl... You've been wanting it, haven't you?" he mumbled in her ear, right before biting it. Michael then worked his lips and tongue down the side of her neck. When Rachel freed his cock from his pants, he pushed her off his lap into a standing position. Flipping her skirt up to reveal the little black thong, Michael felt ready to cum that instant. He ran a finger along the space between her legs slowly, feeling how incredibly wet she was. She stood bent over with her ass in his face, gasping as he ran his tongue along her pussy against the thin fabric of her thong. Rachel wasn't sure if she could stay quiet for too long, but she didn't care. She was ready for him to fuck her and wasn't going to let anything get in the way of it. When she felt her thong being moved aside, Rachel parted her legs a little more before letting Michael pull her down onto him. He entered her slow, but it didn't matter. She was going to be loud about it like she was every time. So he kept a hand over her mouth until her breathing steadied again. When he felt that Rachel had adjusted to his size in her pussy, he started fondling with her tits while she grinded eagerly on him. God did he love those tits of hers. They were the perfect size (in his opinion), and she was constantly covering them up with something thin just to tease him. With her twins in each hand, Michael pulled her back towards him, lifting himself up to deepen the penetration in her. By the way her breath got heavier he could tell she was near the brink. Having too much fun groping her, Michael wasn't ready for her to get louder. Rachel was slightly hesitant about switching positions. She didn't want that short pause of being without Michael in her, but she knew turning around would be good for her. For them both really. Now facing him, she spread her legs and slowly lowered herself down on his lap. Teasing him, Rachel only let the head of his cock inside her before she pulled away giggling as she saw the frustration on Michael's face. She could feel his grip on her waist tighten as he grew more impatient. Knowing that he was going to have his way within minutes of her playful teasing, Rachel buried her face in his neck. They were both getting close. Michael could barely contain himself as he helped her grind against him. The pace had picked up and he could hear the sound of her wet pussy slapping against him roughly. "Oh, Mike, give it to me..." she repeatedly begged between gasps of breath. "Oh, she's going to get it soon alright," he thought to himself as he lifted her up off his lap and then let her pound into him again. With her nails digging into his shoulders, Rachel threw her head back as she came, her mouth covered by his hand. Coming down from her climax, she slowed herself down to catch her breath, but before she could fully recover he had taken over again and was fucking her fast. "Oh, God give it to me! Give it to me now, Mike," she commanded. Michael obliged soon after, burying his face within her tits, he pulled her down one last time on top of his cock. Rachel nearly screamed as she felt his warm tongue over her nipple. He bit down hard as he thrusted himself deep inside her to cum. Sex in the City I was definitely less than thrilled about spending the night on Kate's lumpy couch, but I also understood that there really wasn't any other option. I certainly would have preferred sharing Kate's full-size bed with her, but I couldn't see that actually happening. It wasn't like there was a whole lot of room in her small Manhattan apartment and since April was staying with her for the summer, she had dibs on the small guest bed. The idea of Kate and April sharing Kate's bed while I got the guest bed did nothing more than send my mind to a very wrong, but entirely appealing, direction. It was the summer between our junior and senior years at Columbia. April had scored an internship in Manhattan so Kate had invited her to share her apartment for the summer. I hadn't scored an internship, so I was home in New Jersey building houses and working on my tan. I can't even remember what Kate was doing that summer. I hadn't seen them since school had let out so we finally decided on a weekend for me to come back into the city to hang out and catch up. We were all studying civil engineering at Columbia and, as we were all just squeaking by and worked together to keep our grades up, we jokingly called ourselves "The A Team," which had been short for "The Academic Team" when I was back in high school. I had taken the train from NJ after work earlier that night and met the two of them at Kate's apartment, where they had prepared a nice dinner and had stocked up on wine. We ate and drank and caught up and made plans for the next day. We'd stayed up pretty late but eventually had decided to call it a night and I was exiled to the lumpy couch. As it was a small apartment, I could hear April and Kate getting themselves ready and into bed. The setup was kind of weird, though not unusual for a small Manhattan apartment. The kitchen and bathroom were in the back and the living room, where I was, was in the front. In between was less a room than an extra-wide hallway that had been partitioned into two "bedrooms." So, to get from the kitchen to the living room, you had to pass through both "bedrooms." Kate had put up curtains that were now drawn between the rooms to give the bedrooms a bit of privacy. As I was trying to get comfortable, I couldn't help but think what was going on behind the curtains. April was a year younger than me, though we were in the same year at school. She'd been born in the Philippines and raised in San Francisco. She was exotic looking with small, pert breasts, a great ass and an otherwise tight body. Kate was about ten years older than me and, though born and raised a New Yorker, she'd had some interesting and worldly adventures before returning to school. She was a dark blonde with a few freckles and an athletic body with seriously large, and all natural, tits. Nothing had ever happened between me and either of them but I had fantasized about each of them plenty and the two of them together more than a few times since April had moved in with Kate for the summer. As I listened to them getting ready for bed, I was imagining both of them slipping out of their clothes and into nightshirts just a few feet away from me. I had to be careful because there wouldn't be an opportunity until I got home on Sunday to relieve any tension that might build up. Things quieted down as much as they ever did in the city that never sleeps and I even thought I could hear some soft snoring, though I couldn't tell if it was April or Kate. There was a very dim light still on where Kate's bed was, which I assumed was a nightlight. I was beginning to wonder whether I'd ever get comfortable enough to fall asleep when I heard somebody stirring. I looked over toward the curtain just as Kate came through into the living room. In the dim light, I could see that she was wearing a robe. She came over to where I was laying, knowing full well that I wasn't asleep. "Not very comfortable, is it?" she whispered. "That might just be the understatement of the year," I replied softly. "Well, you don't have to stay out here," she said, "You can share my bed if you want to." "Kate, that is very generous of you," I responded, "but I know that there is no way I'd be able to keep my hands to myself." "Well," she said playfully, "who said that you had to?" She took my hand and started pulling me up to follow her and, in a state of shock, I got up off the couch and did follow. On the other side of the curtain, where there was nightlight of sorts, she placed her finger over her pursed lips to indicate that I should be quiet, then climbed onto her bed and gestured for me to follow. Kneeling close together in the middle of the bed, she untied her robe and pulled it open, revealing that she was naked underneath. My eyes went wide as I followed the freckles down her chest to her sizeable boobs which were topped by large areolas and hard nipples. Further down, I got a glimpse of her dark blonde bush between her thighs. I was wearing only a pair of loose shorts, which were immediately tenting out. She leaned toward me and I followed suit and we started making out. My hands, obviously, were immediately on her tits. I'd admired those beauties in tight sweaters, tight turtlenecks and tight t-shirts so many times that I simply could not believe that they were exposed right here and now; I had to get my hands on them to convince myself. They felt so soft and smooth and the nipples were so hard that it didn't take very long before I was kissing my way down their slopes to their tips. I licked and sucked her nipples while still fondling both beauties as Kate's breathing grew more labored. I let one hand drop down to her lap as she spread her legs apart as much as she could and traced my fingertips through her trim bush and to her slippery lips. She sucked in her breath and tried to spread her legs wider, but decided instead to get her knees out from under her. As she moved from her knees to her ass, I moved my hands back up to her tits and raised my head, then started nudging her backwards with my hands on her ribcage until she was lying down. I brought my lips back to hers then while my hand went back between her now spread legs. Her pussy was dripping with juices which made me think of crawling down there to lap them up and hopefully make her feel as good as she had made me already by initiating this situation. The way she started moving her hips, I suspect she probably would have cum just from my fingertips stimulating her but I really wanted to go that extra yard for her pleasure and I wanted to get as intimate as I could with her body while I had the opportunity. I started kissing my way down her neck and chest and spent a few more minutes on her nipples while still stroking her clit before continuing south. I kissed down over her ribcage and her flat stomach, moving backwards on my knees as I went, then repositioned myself between her spread legs and lowered my mouth to her pussy. I ran my tongue up her slit, tasting the sweet nectar that she was secreting and causing a shiver to course through her. After a bit of slurping, I slipped first one then a second finger into her slippery pussy as I started licking and sucking her clit. She was writhing under my stimulation and I glanced up to see that she was biting the corner of her pillow, a look of raw passion on her face. I appreciated the perspective of looking up along the landscape of her body to her mountainous tits as I devoured her sweet pussy and was glad that she was enjoying it as much, if not more, than I was. My cock was a rock and, given a choice, my preference would be to fuck her rather than having her blow me, though I hoped for the opportunity to experience both, although not necessarily tonight. I was really enjoying eating her pussy and providing so much obvious pleasure to her, so I hoped that I'd have many more opportunities to be in this position, too. Kate was rocking her hips toward my face faster and faster and had dropped a hand onto the back of my head to hold it in place. I could feel her pussy becoming even wetter, hotter and more engorged the longer I pumped my fingers in and out and licked and sucked her clit. The faster her hips moved, the closer I knew she was getting to cumming. I just kept at what I was doing until she went rigid, her ass up off the bed, then collapsed backwards and convulsed a few times. Only when she was completely still did I raise my head and slip my fingers free to lick them off. I knelt straight up between her spread legs, licking my fingers and watching her chest heaving until she opened her eyes and looked from my face down to my tented shorts. She sat up and took my shorts down, my rigid tool springing out. She took it in her hand to stroke it, then beckoned me closer to her and whispered in my ear once I was close enough, to ditch the shorts and fuck her. I didn't hesitate and was quickly above her guiding my tool into her hot, slippery pussy. It felt better than I could ever have imagined as I slid my rock-hard tool fully into her, supporting myself on my forearms and leaning down to press my lips against hers once again. As we started making out, I slowly slid my cock in and out of her succulent pussy, relishing the feel of the slippery wetness. It was almost too much to comprehend that I was actually fucking Kate after having fantasized about it so many times. Not only that, but I was fucking one incredibly hot body and I was fucking somebody ten years older than me all at the same time! Luckily, I didn't get distracted by all of that and instead was appreciating her soft tongue in my mouth, her supple breasts pressing against my chest and the pleasurable friction of her pussy as my cock slid slowly in and out of it. Shifting slightly, I supported myself on one arm and slipped a hand between us so that I could fondle one of her big breasts while still fucking and making out with her. I really would have loved to fuck her until the sun rose and all the way through the next day but, as aroused as I was and as good as fucking her felt, I was starting to be glad that she had already cum. I continued fucking her slowly, in part to prolong the pleasure and in part because a squeaky bed would definitely have alerted April to what she was missing. She was raising her hips to meet each of my incoming thrusts and pulling me into her with her hands on my ass. My orgasm gradually began to build and, though I knew it would be a powerful one, I didn't necessarily want to reach the point where I was no longer fucking Kate; talk about bittersweet. If, in the light of day, this turned out to be a one-time thing, I would certainly relish the memory regardless of how much longer it lasted. In the meantime, I continued to enjoy fucking her and feeling her tongue exploring my mouth as my orgasm grew closer and closer and I had to resist moaning with the level of pleasure that I was feeling. I picked up my pace somewhat as my orgasm drew nearer and, fortunately, there was no telltale squeaking. I had to pull my mouth from Kate's as my breathing grew heavy. My cock began to swell within the slippery confines of her hot pussy and, within just a few minutes, I exploded into her with my face buried in her neck to keep myself quiet. My orgasm was long and intense and Kate kept pushing her hips up right up until I finally stopped moving, completely spent. I remained over her for a few minutes, catching my breath, as my cock began to soften. Finally, I rolled over to her side and just lay there, my chest heaving, with a big smile on my face. Kate rolled over next to me and reached over me to turn off the dim light, leaving us in nearly total darkness. She snuggled up next to me, her head on my shoulder, and we were both quickly asleep. I slept much more soundly in Kate's bed after a very satisfying sexual encounter than I ever would have had I stayed out on the couch. The next morning, I felt Kate stirring, but didn't open my eyes because I wasn't ready for her to banish me back to the couch before April woke up. To my delight, I felt the covers pulled back from over my lower body, followed by Kate's tongue on my balls and my quickly stiffening shaft. I opened my eyes then, a big grin on my face, and watched as Kate wrapped her lips around my tool and started sucking it. She was still naked, kneeling beside me, so I admired her figure in the daylight that was managing to filter in. Her tits were touching her knees and I could see the round curve of her ass; between that and her hot mouth, I was fully rigid quite quickly. I didn't even think about April until she suddenly walked in. "No fair!" she exclaimed once she realized what she had walked in on. To Kate's credit, she never even paused in sliding her lips up and down my tool, which April's attention seemed wholly focused on. She was still wearing her nightshirt and I could see her hard nipples pressing out against it, which made me want to see her naked even more. I suggested she get rid of her nightshirt and let me lick her pussy, which brought her out of her reverie and turned her attention to my face. I don't know if she realized I was serious or realized that my face and, therefore my tongue, were unoccupied, but she quickly whipped her nightshirt off as I ogled her pert tits and hard nipples. Her panties were quickly gone, as well, and she climbed onto the bed and straddled my face. I looked up at the trim, black bush above me, grabbed her ass and started running my tongue up her slit. I slurped up what I could while still enjoying Kate's mouth on my tool, then took one hand from her ass and slipped a finger into her very snug but slippery pussy. I focused my tonguing on her clit as I fingered her, knowing I wouldn't be able to easily slip a second finger into her as I had with Kate. I could feel April starting to hump her pussy against my face around the same time that Kate's mouth left my cock and I felt her maneuvering around on the bed. She straddled my hips behind April and guided my throbbing cock back into her steamy pussy. As April humped my face, Kate was humping my cock and I was licking and sucking April's clit while fingering her pussy. April's pussy was quickly becoming more engorged the longer I worked on it and I suspected it would not be very long before she was cumming. There was no reason to be quiet any longer, so as April humped faster against my face, she was moaning passionately. Kate was letting out a few low moans as she rode my cock, but the only noises I was making were the slurping sounds of my tongue and my probing finger. April's noises got louder and longer until she finally let out a long cry and I felt my finger flooded with more juices. I lapped them up as she came, stopping only when she moved away from my face. I looked up at Kate's hot body looming over me, her tits bouncing and her dark blonde bush engulfing my tool over and over. As April moved over by her and reached out to fondle Kate's tits, I was admiring April's tight ass as well as her tits. When they started making out, I didn't think I could be any more aroused. When Kate pulled her face away from April's and started moaning louder, April's hand dropped down to Kate's pussy where she rubbed Kate's clit as Kate continued to hump my throbbing cock. April seemed focused on Kate's visage, which was painted with raw passion, but my focus moved from Kate's face to her tits to her pussy to April's ass to her tits; I couldn't stick with just one of the many erotic sights before me. Kate's pussy continued to grow wetter and hotter the longer she fucked me until she seemed to go into slow motion as she came. She seemed to shiver as she continued to slowly fuck me, then blinked the fog from her eyes once she finished and was coming back to herself. She gave April a quick kiss before dismounting me, leaving my shiny rod standing upright. April bent over and sucked Kate's juices from my tool before Kate helped me to first sit up, then kneel. We were all kneeling in the middle of the bed momentarily so I took the opportunity to make out with April for the first time while also fondling her tits. I didn't complain when Kate directed April onto all-fours because I knew I'd be benefitting further. After admiring April's sweet ass, I guided my still throbbing tool into her pussy, easing it in because, despite being slick with juices, it was much more snug than Kate's had been. Once my hips were touching her ass, Kate gave me a kiss before going to sit in front of April with her legs spread. April lowered her head between Kate's thighs and Kate immediately moaned and closed her eyes. As I started to slowly fuck April, I had a stellar view of Kate's luscious tits, which I most certainly had not seen enough of yet. Unfortunately, April's dark hair was blocking my view of her devouring Kate's pussy, but I had a feeling that there would be more opportunity to see that and even more arousing sights before I headed home on Sunday night. April's pussy felt absolutely outstanding as I held her by the hips and slowly slid my cock in and out of her. Realizing that I could, I reached out beyond April and fondled Kate's tits as I continued to hump against April's ass. Kate didn't seem to mind the stimulation but I realized quickly that April's tits were dangling below her much closer than Kate's tits were, so I slid my hands around April's ribcage and cupped her dangling breasts, her hard nipples brushing against my palms as I did. She and Kate were both moaning, which made me glad that they were enjoying themselves as much as I was. Kate started massaging her own tits, which attracted my attention as I fondled April's. April's pussy continued to feel as incredible around my cock as her soft breasts and hard nipples did in my hands. When it felt as though April was pushing back against my incoming thrusts, I slid one hand down from her tit to her pussy and gently massaged her clit as I continued to fuck her. April started moaning more and pushing back harder against me as I fucked her and stroked her clit, so I picked up my pace just a little bit, hoping to help her along. Amazingly, her pussy began to feel even more slick and hot, which made fucking her feel even more incredible. I could feel my orgasm starting to rear its head and, having fucked both April and Kate and had my cock in both of their mouths, I was ready to enjoy it. April beat me to the punch, though, and within just a few minutes, she was crying out as she pushed herself back against me hard. I continued to slowly fuck her and stimulate her clit until she let out a ragged sigh and went back to eating Kate's pussy in earnest. I straightened up and took her by the hips again, going back to fucking her steadily with long, full strokes. I thought about just fucking April until I came, but as I watched Kate in the throes of ecstasy under the actions of April's tongue, I was thinking that this morning had started with my cock in Kate's mouth so maybe I'd just finish off there, too. I enjoyed the feel of April's pussy as I continued to ogle Kate's freckled tits until I was just on the verge of cumming, then slipped my cock free and stood. Kate opened her eyes when she felt me moving and reached out as my rigid cock came closer. With my feet planted outside of Kate's thighs, I watched as she guided my tool to her mouth and tasted April's juices. I gently fucked her face as she pumped the base of my cock and fondled my balls. I had been on the verge when I'd slipped out of April so it didn't take long before I was spewing down Kate's throat with a moan. She sucked me until I was spent, then let my cock fall from her mouth as she returned to pursuing her own orgasm. I lowered myself to the bed beside her where I could now see April voraciously devouring Kate's pussy much as I had earlier that morning in the same bed. I fondled Kate's tits as I watched, occasionally lowering my head to lick or suck a nipple. When Kate placed a hand on the back of each of our heads and started pushing her pussy at April's face, she was clearly right on the brink. Only a few more minutes of April's tonguing and Kate let out a cry and began to shudder. Sex in the City When she finally went still and sighed contentedly, April raised her head and sat back on her heels. I couldn't help but admire her tight body some more as long as it was right there and knew that I would be lavishing it with attention over the next 36 hours or so. We hung out there in Kate's bed for a little while longer before Kate decided she needed coffee and got up to get some started. We had a naked breakfast as we talked about the plan for the day, which was revised a little to accommodate more sex. We decided on an overlapping shower schedule such that April went first but before she was done, I joined her and soaped her tits and ass and ate her pussy before she left me. When Kate joined me, she found me fully aroused and soaped up her cleavage so that I could fuck it. I took great pleasure in fucking her luscious mounds and soon left a little extra lather on her chest. I slipped out of the shower and left her to finish by herself. Once we were all dressed, we headed out for the day and I felt like the king of New York; I had two babes on my arms who weren't shy about demonstrating their affection in public. As the day progressed, the two of them started to lament not having worn skirts so that we could actually fuck in various locations around the city and we resolved to make sure that happened on the following day. By the time I was on the train home on Sunday night, I was pretty worn out but could not seem to stop smiling. I'd learned how the two of them had first hooked up and how often they got it on and that I was their first shared partner. I fucked Kate's tits again a couple more times and came in April's mouth a couple, too. We did something sexual in every room of Kate's small apartment and, on Sunday, the two of them wore miniskirts without panties and we managed to have sex in some pretty unique New York locations. We talked about spending a long weekend together at the shore before we went back to school. I was already looking forward to my next visit and knew that during our senior year at Columbia, we'd be having some incredibly satisfying study sessions.