0 comments/ 62318 views/ 5 favorites Girlfriends By: voyergirl Becky could hardly believe what was happening around her. She was standing in the courtyard, surrounded by hundreds of kids. I say kids because you see Becky was at least 10 years older then almost all of them. She felt like an old woman. Was she doing the right thing? Would she fit in? Is this really what she wanted? She pulled a neatly folded paper out of her notebook, as she read it she turned to study the names on the buildings. There it is Beldon Hall that was her first class was. She took a deep breath to compose herself and slowly started walking. A Little about Becky now, she is a 30-year-old mother of two and very happily married. She felt something missing in her life and decided she wanted to go back to school to get her masters in special education. Currently she works as a teacher for a county organization. This was a big step for her, leaving her husband and kids, living so far away from home. She walked through the crowd and felt utterly alone. As she opened the door a warm "hello" greeted her. Looking up a young woman smiled as she warmly welcomed her. This immediately gave her a slight flutter of hope. She introduced herself as Marie; she was from the south and had a great southern accent. As they talked the class filled in around them. They figured out their schedules and it came to be that they had 4 classes together. The next few days went fast and the weekend was here. Time to go home to the family. She had told her whole family about her new friend and how great she was. Before she knew it she was heading into the 2nd semester of studies and she and Marie were spending every possible minute of the day together. Marie had even been going home with her on the weekends. One morning in a philosophy class their professor cracked a joke about them being girlfriends. Becky looked over at Maria laughing hysterically. The two got a good laugh out of that. The next day the instructor of Social Acceptance and Understanding workshop asked the two girls to go downstairs to get him a video. They were to watch an example of a total inclusion class at work in a regular education setting. When the girls got to the basement it was dark and creepy. Maria wanted to leave but Becky said it was fine. This was just like her damp yucky basement at home. Joking Beck reached out and held Maria's hand. She was so warm and soft, Becky had to let go right away. Maria grabbed her shoulder and turned her violently planting an incredibly erotic kiss on Becky's lips. Her first response was to resist but she didn't. With a sweep of her tongue she took her entire mouth in hers. Maria's tongue rested for a moment on the edge of Becky's lip and waited for her friend to resist. Becky did not. They stood frozen for a moment and sucked one another's tongues and lips. Becky felt the heat burning between her legs. Maria began to undress her friends beautiful body. Her soft feminine fingers explored her. Reaching down she slid her finger between Becky's cunt lips. Bringing her hand to her mouth she sucked Becky's wetness from her own finger. With that she laid her back on a stack of old mats left over from gymnastic or dance class. She never even bothered to remove her panties, just pulled them to the side. This was not a long session of passion filled lovemaking. This was SEX and nothing more. Maria's tongue moved with the precision of a diamond cutter working on a precious gem. Seemingly within seconds Becky had a stream of cum running down her ass cheeks. Maria lifted her legs high exposing her totally and fucked her tight asshole with her tiny tool. She thrust her tongue as deeply as she could in and out of Becky's ass. Releasing yet another rush of fluid from that already juicy pussy. Becky moaned loudly as she pinched her nipples hard. Still not a word had been spoken between the women. Becky to wanted to taste her friends sweet little cunt and blurted out "sit on my face; I want to eat you now." Maria looked up from Becky's crotch and shook her head "NO." She stated they had three more years, and she planned on getting to know each other inside and out. She stood now walked to the A.V. cart took the tape they were to retrieve giggled at Becky and told her to get dressed. After all they had a whole class waiting on them. Girlfriends? CHAPTER 1 In his plush office at Forester's Counseling Unlimited, Dr. Lloyd Forester sits at his desk finishing up a chart on a patient. He pauses and he stares at his tape recorder. With a sigh he shakes his head and clicks rewind. He pulls his note pad out and sharpens his pencil. At the top of the pad he writes: CASE # 1458 Subject: Otis Malone He pushes the play button on the recorder and sits back to take notes. Dr. Forester: "This is the first in a series of court ordered counseling sessions in the divorce case of Otis and Phyllis Malone. This is the first meeting with Mr. Otis Malone. He has consented to having these sessions recorded. Is that correct Mr. Malone?" Otis Malone: "Yeah that's right." Dr. Forester: "This initial session is with Mr. Malone by himself. My wife is handling the counseling sessions of Mrs. Malone. At some point in the future there will be joint sessions will be with both parties. All right Mr. Malone let's get right to the heart of the matter. It's my understanding from the file that the court sent over that you are seeking the divorce on the grounds of infidelity and irreconcilable differences is that correct?" Otis Malone: "Yeah that's correct." Dr. Forester: "Tell me why do you want to walk away from a 5 year marriage?" Otis: (There is silence on the tape.) "Sigh, look man I'm only here because the judge ordered it. I don't trust you psychology types. In my opinion many times you create more problems than you solve. You may be black and all but that don't mean you know me or can help with my problems." Dr. Forester: "I understand, but believe me the last thing I want to do is create problems. I'd like to help but I can't if you won't discuss the situation." Otis: "Oh so you want details huh? In other words you want to dish the dirt." Dr. Forester: "Heh heh, Well you could put it that way Mr. Malone. The judge feels that there is something to be gained from counseling, perhaps salvaging the relationship perhaps not, but again I can't do anything if you don't explain what's wrong." Otis: "Alright. (Pause) Look the truth is I love Phyllis but like the bible says no man can serve two masters. In this case it would be no woman can serve a master and a mistress." Dr. Forester: "What exactly do you mean Otis?" Otis: "What I mean is Phyllis had a choice to make as to where her 1st loyalty and priority stood, with me her husband or with her girlfriends. She chose her girlfriends. I never put my mellas ahead of her and I refuse to take a backseat to her girlfriends. If I can't be the man and head of my own house I need to leave and find one that I can be the head of." Dr. Forester: "That sounds a bit macho and chauvinistic don't you think?" Otis: "Maybe. However if you look at it from a biblical sense if the husband and wife are to be one there can't be a third person trying to insert their own agenda." Dr. Forester: "I'm not following you." Otis: "Simple Phyllis and I are supposed to be married but she let her girlfriends interfere. It came down to a choice of what her girlfriends wanted and what I wanted. She sided with the girlfriends over me. She decided to roll with their flow now she can keep on rolling with them." Dr. Forester: "Otis you sound like someone who's been snubbed. If she hurt your feelings why don't you just talk it out?" Otis: "Naw doc you still don't get it." Dr. Forester: "Then explain it to me." Otis: "(Pause) Fine you want the dirt then here it is. My wife let her girlfriends turn her into a skank ho like them." Dr. Forester: "What?" Otis: "Doc in order to really understand you need to open the books from the beginning. See Phyllis is a hot looking woman. Even after 2 kids she still has a body that draws stares and whistles. You know how most women get fat after 2 babies. Well she wasn't having that. She walked a lot while she was pregnant and then worked out at the gym after she gave birth. She only has a little fat on her thighs but that only makes her look sexier to me. All of 5'2" her current measurements of 37-25-28 aren't far from what she was when we met in college. Here's a recent picture of her." Dr. Forester: "Um Humm. She is very pretty." Otis: The picture doesn't do her justice. She has a medium dark complexion and brown eyes that sparkle like she's still innocent. She still was when I met her." Dr. Forester: "Was what?" Otis: "Innocent." Dr. Forester: "You mean na‹ve as to the ways of the world?" Otis: "No as in untouched." Dr. Forester: "Wha- Y You mean she was a virgin?" Otis: "Yeah. Hadn't nobody busted that cherry cept me. Uh doc you can return the picture now." Dr. Forester: "What? Oh yes, yes here you go. Sorry about that." Otis: "It's okay." Dr. Forester: "Yes, well um let's get back on task shall we? You met her in college." Otis: "Yeah. I knew that I had to have her the moment I saw her. Not just in a sexual way but totally. I knew she would be the one I'd marry." Dr. Forester: "Yes well how soon did you take her virginity?" Otis: "Not until our wedding night." Dr. Forester: "Really?" Otis: "Doc you need to understand the total situation with her. First I ran into her religious beliefs, no sex until marriage, then into her girlfriends, then into her parents. By themselves her girlfriends were like a chastity belt around her. Phyllis came from a very strict background. Father and mother were death on sex. Treated it like some foreign thing. I was surprised that they slept in the same bed. Phyllis didn't go on her first date until age 17, her junior prom. "She guarded her womanhood like it was pure gold and her girlfriends did too. Now don't get me wrong I tried to tag it but most of the time it was locked up like Fort Knox. So I chilled and took my business elsewhere but even then I had to get far away from campus. I couldn't afford to get busted." Dr. Forester: "Afraid the news would run back to her?" Otis: "Hell yeah! The wild thing about it though is that her friends were the most dangerous obstacle." Dr. Forester: "How so." Otis: "Barbara, Roshawn and Tamara were the exact opposite of Phyllis. Practically the wildest ho's on campus. Barbara was the leader, a "biracial baby" she was the dominant bitch of the group. What she said was what they did and she would do anything as long as she could control everything. Tamara was the closest to normal light skinned with an attitude that comes from being told she's cute by to many people. Her preference was for straight out fucking but usually she went along with whatever Barbara said. Roshawn was the opposite of Barbara; dark skinned but where Barbara was strong and dominant Roshawn was the submissive. Roshawn was usually the bait that tripped up the majority of the guys that went after Phyllis. If the guy banged any of them he could forget about Phyllis, they made sure to play up how much of a dogg the guy was. A brother dropped the dime on the game to me early on otherwise I would have jumped on Roshawn. Hell I could call her right now and she'd come do both of us just to get me." Dr. Forester: "Ha oh really?" Otis: "Yes really. Here is a picture of the four of them just so you know I ain't bullshittin." Dr. Forester: "DAMN!" Otis: "Uh huh! I figure it was a good setup for all of them. Phyllis didn't want to give up her virginity and her girlfriends respected that. I found out from those brothers that it was easy to get with the girlfriends. If they wanted you, you had all the sex you could handle and then some. Of course on those rare occasions when there was no dick available they went at each other. Both Tamara and Roshawn admitted to me that Barbara got off on using her strap-on and double dong on them. I sometimes wonder why they let Phyllis hang with them. Outside of the extra dicks they could take she never participated in their bi-sessions. Over the years I figured that they kept her around as a little sister that they intended to indoctrinate into their wild style. I'd get Phyllis to talking about some of the wild things they did and it got both of us hot. I figured that when we all graduated and Phyllis and I married and went back east that that was the end of things. I was wrong and for once I didn't look far enough ahead. If I had I would have put a stop to some things." Dr. Forester: "You would have stopped what things?" Otis: "(long pause) I fell into a trap. It was set by Barbara but carried out by all three of them." Dr. Forester: "Otis what would you have stopped?" Otis: "(another pause) Sigh, I fell for the okey doke and didn't look beyond the end of my dick." Dr. Forester: "Otis." Otis: "Ok ok, (Pause) you see they couldn't trip me up directly. Although a number of times I wanted to fuck Roshawn silly I was in love and determined to have Phyllis. She loved me as well so I took care of my needs in other ways and worked toward the day that I would make Phyllis my whole woman. "I proposed to her at graduation and married her a year later. Of course the girlfriends were her bridesmaids. Roshawn made her usual play for me but by this time all three of them knew that I'd never fall for it. The wedding was beautiful man Phyllis looked incredible. The wedding night was unbelievable. Phyllis was unbelievable; she wanted to do any and everything. I broke in every hole except her ears and nose." Dr. Forester: "Every hole?" Otis: "Top, bottom, front, back, she was non stop on the honeymoon. Hell we did it behind the elevator in the early morning. She even drug me into the women's bathroom and we did it in one of the stalls. She was insatiable, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven." Dr. Forester: "Sounds like it to me. So what happened to change it?" Otis: "Once we got back home and settled down Phyllis reigned herself in. She still wanted sex 2, 3; 4 times a week but now she wouldn't let herself be wild. When I questioned her about it she said she was afraid to let it keep going. That there was something a little crazy about going off like that. She thought I might lose respect for her. I tried to reassure her. I told her I loved her and that between us she could be as wild as she wanted to be but she just kept saying that it wasn't right. I didn't pressure her but she came down to regular fucking and sucking, on really special occasions she'd give me her ass, but mostly it was missionary style in the bedroom. Now don't get it twisted she wasn't a total prude I mean she'd wear sexy lingerie constantly to tease me but doing anything anywhere near nympho was kept under tight lock and key. After the birth of our first child I let the issue drop and enjoyed what I had. "After graduation the group split up. The girlfriends all moved to San Francisco while we went to Chicago. Even though we were half way across the country she kept in contact with them. We had some heated discussions about the long distance bills at first but over all it was all right. Then about the time she had our first child they started to come to town. Sort of like aunts wanting to see the new edition to the family. Never all at once, just every couple of months one of them would pop into town. Phyllis was always excited sometimes overly so. They always seemed to have a great time and Phyllis was always in good spirits after their departure. Over the last year and a half it seemed like every 6 to 8 weeks one of them would be in town. The itinerary would vary slightly based on who and what business was involved but it always seemed to end the same. One of the last nights usually a Friday or Saturday Phyllis would dress up and the girls would have a night out - all night. I stayed home with the babies and put in some serious daddy time. It didn't set well at first that she'd be gone all night. When I questioned Phyllis about it early on she'd say they'd go out to eat then to a club and usually end up back at their hotel room talking girl stuff. "My initial reaction was to object, she was after all a married woman and mother of two, but she reminded me that she was a stay at home mother right now by choice and that every now and then she deserved an adult night out. I made enough money so she didn't have to work and the more I thought about it I figured that she did deserve some time away from being a mother. Since it was basically the two of us, no relatives or really close friends I figured we still had our own personal nights out. So why not let her get out and blow off some steam. She always came home in good spirits. Then about - 13 no 14 months ago something changed. "Phyllis left Friday night with Barbara and with the exception of two phone calls I didn't see or hear from her again till Saturday night. She was all smiles as usual but there was something different about her, like she was slightly left of center. I noticed that she played the kids extra hard that night. She wasn't rough or anything she was just into it more and they got into it more. By 8:30 the baby was fast asleep and our oldest child was not far behind. After putting the children to bed Phyllis came into the bedroom with a strange look on her face. She came around to my side of the bed shedding her clothes as she went. By the time she stepped in front of me she was totally naked. She was already breathing heavy as she stripped my shirt off and kissed me as she laid me back on the bed. Then while kissing her way down my neck she yanked my pants and shorts off. Then she started licking and rubbing my cock. It had been rock hard from the moment I saw her start shedding her clothes. She was panting hard as she licked it and rubbed it on her face. Her eyes never left mine as with a loud slurp she sucked me all the way down till she was face to pelvis. She literally fucked my cock with her face. Her tongue and lips caressed and pulled at my cock. She was nasty and then some. I loved it. When I came she didn't miss a drop. We hadn't had any sex all that week so I had a full load and more but not a drop escaped. She left me shivering. Then she slid up my body and kissed me all the while massaging my cock. "Mmm baby I really needed that." "O-oh yeah?" "Yess, god that felt so good. Don't plan on getting any sleep. I need my man to tear it up tonight." "Well baby you came to the right place." "I need you to fuck me Otis. Fuck me good and hard and leave me weak." "I did just that. It was the most incredible night we'd had since the honeymoon. Once again she was insatiable. She gave me everything and I mean EVERYTHING. We didn't get out of bed till our oldest boy came in and crawled in between us the next morning. The next night it was the same thing. The end of the week brought on her period and she had bad cramps so there was nothing happening sexually. On the nonsexual tip she was extremely attentive and almost clingy. She would tell me over and over how much she loved me and that I was the only man for her. After her period though she went back to the same old reserved Phyllis. Of course I had to ask what was the deal. She mumbled something about some guy had made a pass at her all the night they were out and he was handsome and if she hadn't been married she might have hooked up with him. That made me a little jealous but later when I had her describe him hoping to flip her switch again the description didn't fit. It sounded like two or three different people. Different skin shades, different eyes, big/little nose etc. she couldn't keep it straight. I didn't make a big deal of it though as I was thankful for the time that she gave me. "Six weeks went by and Tamara came to town. Phyllis was out all night Saturday night. Sunday afternoon she walked in again slightly off kilt. This time she attacked me during the boy's naptime. A week later same old reserved Phyllis. "5 weeks passed and Barbara was back. I watched Phyllis carefully. She seemed up and excited about getting with Barbara but at times she seemed unsettled. She went out Friday came back early Saturday evening. This time however I made sure to notice some things. Things like the lace panties and bra that she put on, along with the red garter belt and stockings instead of pantyhose. I tried to inquire about it with a joke about she never wore that for me. She looked a bit embarrassed and said she wanted to keep up with her girlfriends. She wore a pantsuit when she went out but a short skirt when she came back. This time she went and changed clothes before settling in. While she was playing with the babies I went and checked the clothes hamper. To my surprise there were no clothes. I casually went down in the basement. The washer was on and there was a pile of clothes on the floor. I sorted through them until I found the blouse that she had come back in. It looked fine. I smelled it expecting to smell her perfume. I did but I also smelled the unmistakable scent of weed. Knowing Barbara like I did I made an educated guess that she had gotten my wife loaded and either had some guy fuck her or did the job herself. You see she and I had gone round and round when I was dating Phyllis. She tried her damndest to bust me, to break me and Phyllis up, but she also wanted to fuck me. She had remarked on a couple of occasions that if I wasn't such arrogant bastard that we could have some real fun. See Barbara thinks of herself as the head bitch, the top of the food chain. I knew different. Yeah she was bossy and pushy and had a sharp tongue, but I also knew a couple of my partners that banged her on a regular basis. If you really laid the pipe down you could have her almost anytime. Nice guys that tried to go along to get along usually got run over and played on. If you stood up for yourself and gave her bullshit right back to her she left you alone. I was always determined NOT to let Barbara think for one minute she could run me. It made for some interesting confrontations. I always won but thinking back on it the situations were always directed at me so I had direct control. This one was different though and now in hindsight I should have confronted Phyllis about it then. Now it's too late, Barbara and the girls played a master plan on me and I fell for it." Dr. Forester: "Okay... Just what was this master plan you say your wife's friends played on you?" Otis: "I have to give them credit it was brilliant and now they have exactly what they've always wanted." Dr. Forester: "And what was that?" Otis: " To turn Phyllis into one of them." Dr. Forester: "One of what?" Otis: "A freak like them." Dr. Forester: "What? Otis I think you're trippin." Otis: "Think what you want to doc. I know what I know. The four of them were a tight group for four years. They knew what I know. They saw what I saw." Dr. Forester: "Right Otis and just what is that?" Otis: "That my soon to be ex-wife, miss reserved conservative was up until a few weeks ago a freak waiting to explode." Dr. Forester: "Otis come on now." Otis: "Hey, you said you wanted the details so listen. Some people go wild when they first leave home. They feel that there are no longer any restraints. You think back to your college days I bet you know several girls and /or men that once they got out of their parents house and were introduced to the freedom of college life just went off the deep end. Well consider this. Phyllis until she married me was a virgin. The farthest she'd ever gone was letting some guy put a hicky on her tits. Physically she was untouched and because it was important to her the girlfriends made sure she stayed that way. However I know from talking to her that as a group they talked about everything. Sometimes they teased her for missing out on all the fun. They discussed in detail just about everything they did. Hell she told me about the wet dreams she'd have after listening to their stories. She had all the knowledge in the world but no experience. Barbara at least knew that once Phyllis was married and I exposed her to the joys of sex that she'd go a little overboard. Hell, believe me when I say she went totally off at times. So Barbara and the girls did the one thing that would play havoc with her mind. They brought out the one thing that I could never do. If I had even suggested it she would've had a fit but they could not only suggest it they could tease her and play around with it. Hell I know from their own mouths that they freely kissed in front of her." Girlfriends? Dr. Forester: "Otis you're not implying." Otis: "No doctor I'm stating it straight out. My wife was having a bisexual affair with her girlfriends." Dr. Forester: "Otis come on now. You don't know this." Otis: "The Hell I don't." Dr. Forester: "Otis lets be for real." Otis: "Look man I don't know you but I do know my wife. I've studied her moods her passions and frustrations. I know how to turn her on and I know how to turn her off. So look at the facts. She leaves the house and is out all night and when she gets back she's the freak for the week? Hell even a blind man could see that something set her off. Even beyond that there were other clues." Dr. Forester: "Like what?" Otis: "Like for instance new lingerie appearing and disappearing. Sexy outfits that began appearing in her closet. Some I'd shown her and she openly snubbed. Now they were a part of her wardrobe but I wasn't necessarily the one she broke them out for. Then there were the toys." Dr. Forester: "Toys?" Otis: "Oh yeah man vibrators, dildoes of various sizes, leather cuffs, hell once she even had a strap on dick in her shoulder bag." Dr. Forester: "In light of all the evidence why didn't you confront her when you realized what was going on." Otis: "Because (Pause) I was stupid. I thought with my dick instead of my head. I love the freak in Phyllis. When she'd return home from a night with the girls it was like she had to reestablish herself. Who she was and whose she was. So she gave herself over to her passions and to me. I mistakenly thought I could live with her infidelity and bring out the freak in her more. I didn't see the set up until it was too late." Dr. Forester: "Otis, you don't think that maybe..." . Otis: "No Doc I don't. You don't know what all went on just a few weeks ago in San Francisco." Dr. Forester: "Okay then tell me what went on in San Francisco." Otis: "Alright. You see for most of the last 2 years the girls had been in and out of town always seeing Phyllis at one point or another. Then my job sent me to San Francisco for a three-day seminar. I figured of course this was a great time for us to go on vacation. So I took the next four business days off as well. That meant I'd have at least one day to get things back in order and rest before returning to work. I made arrangements for the kids to stay with their grandparents for the time we'd be gone. "From the moment we arrived Phyllis was running with her girls. The first 3 days I was in class so it didn't matter. By the time I got out she'd be back at the hotel waiting on me. Monday and Tuesday night she was affectionate but Wednesday was when the freak started to come out. I figured that Monday and Tuesday they showed her around the city and shopped. Tuesday night we went to dinner and a club with Tamara and her husband. Looking back on that night there were times when Phyllis was her usual self and times when she was again off center but I really didn't pay it that much attention. I was waiting on the ringleader Barbara to make her appearance. "The serious changes in Phyllis didn't start until Barbara appeared Wednesday. During the day they ALL supposedly got together. When I got back from the closing session Phyllis wasn't in the room as she had been the previous two nights. Two hours later she came in and we changed and went out to dinner this time with all the girlfriends and their significant other's. Phyllis seemed nervous like the cat on the hot tin roof. She stayed up under me the entire evening. When Barbara's male friend asked her to dance she declined and said that she had promised the dance to me. She kicked me under the table before I could say a word. During the slow set she laid her head on my chest and laid a nasty grind between my legs. For the first time in a long time I came off the floor with a pronounced bulged in my pants. All the girls saw it. Hell Roshawn couldn't keep from licking her lips. When she asked me to dance I never got a chance to answer. Phyllis clowned her about not making her own date jealous. Everybody laughed but Barbara and I knew that the real reason Phyllis spoke out was she didn't want Roshawn grinding on me. It was the first time I had ever seen her pull away from her girlfriends." Dr. Forrester: "Did you make love to her that night?" Otis: "Pulease are we men here? We rocked it all night long. Thursday Phyllis and I had reserved for us so that night she came with it. We got a late start Thursday but it was worth it. She took me around showing me the sights she had already seen and we went exploring some new ones. We ate dinner on the wharf and then took in a comedy club. By the time we returned to the hotel we were so exhausted that we fell asleep in each other's arms. That was the last day and night that everything would be square between us. "Friday started ok. We got up and ate breakfast. By the time we got back to our room the phone was ringing. It was Barbara. "Hello?" "Oh hi Otis. Is Phyllis there?" "She's in the bathroom hold on a minute." "Oh no rush. You ready for tonight?" "What's tonight?" "Well it's not often the girls are all together so we're throwing a little party tonight at a private club. Nothing huge maybe 10 to 16 couples including you guys." "Sounds good to me." "Good who knows maybe there'll be a surprise or two?" "Famous last words?" "Well you know how we roll." "Ha ha yeah that I do. Here's Phyllis." "They talked for about 30 minutes a lot of which was in hushed tones. When she hung up she was ready to go. We spent most of the day taking in the sights again. We ate an early dinner and then began to get ready for the party. I wore a loose short sleeve suit set anticipating being hot from dancing. She had her hair in long braids down to her shoulder blades with gold bands on the ends. She put on a gold bra and thong with a gold garter belt and black stockings. It made a striking impression against her dark skin. Over that she put on a black see through blouse. She buttoned the one button that would bring the blouse together between her tits and then tied a knot up under it leaving her midriff exposed. She wore a tight burgundy leather skirt that came down to about 7 inches above her knees and teased to no end because of the three-inch split on the right side exposing her thigh up to the top of her stocking. She topped it off with gold 5-inch pumps that set her calves off at just the right angle. Around her neck she wore a gold choker and bracelet that I had never seen before. I thought I had seen all her jewelry. When I asked her about it she said that they were old and she hadn't had an excuse to wear them before now. I was a bit taken aback by her response because I knew of a number of occasions that were perfect for her to have worn something exactly like that. However, when she strutted across the room and spun around showing off her curves I forgot all about all that. She looked incredible. I clowned her saying that we weren't going to make the party the way she was looking. She laughed but she knew from the look in my eyes and the bulge in my pants that if I got started we wouldn't leave the room so she kept me at arms length. When we left for the party I was thinking that tonight was going to be a huge event. It was huge, but for different reasons. Big, Huge, Reasons. "The club they had rented was very nice, very intimate, one of those multifunctional buildings that had been converted for special uses." Dr. Forester: "Just what do you mean special?" Otis: "I mean you could have 3 or 4 different events going on and never know it. The walls had been reinforced and partially sound proofed. You could have a rock band at one end and an R & B band at the other and neither would know it. "There were in the beginning about 20 to 30 couples with a steady stream still flowing through the door. There were some at the bar, some, mostly guys, in the cordoned off sitting area watching the game on the big screen. The ladies were dressed to thrill and the men dressed to play. The drinks were flowing freely the eats were hot and the air already was heavy with dope. The music was cranked and there was a lot of dancing going on. It looked like this was gonna be a tight set. "We started off with a couple of drinks then went to the dance floor. I love to dance. Phyllis can't dance as well as me but she loves to try so we have a great time. By the time a slow set came on we were both ready for a break. We sat down by the fireplace on one end of the sofa. Phyllis was really getting into the atmosphere there were several other couples in the enclosed area all getting very cozy and intimate. Phyllis pickin up on the flow sat on my lap. During this time was some of the last intimate conversation we had with each other. We didn't have a long time because Tamara and Roshawn came over and took her over to meet some other guests mostly female. I got up and strolled over to the big screen to watch some of the game while I waited. After a few minutes I looked around to see where Phyllis had gone. I didn't see her anywhere in the room. 45 minutes later the game was over. I looked around for her again. Again she was nowhere in sight. Now I was sort of irritated. Usually when we went out she would never leave my side for very long. Now I'm ready to hit the dance floor again and she's nowhere to be found. If I were to dance with some other lady she'd have a fit. So I started to look for her. "I couldn't find her anywhere so I went back to the main room and reclaimed my seat from before. About 15 minutes later Phyllis and the girls reappeared. I noted with interest the slight sway to her step as she came over to me. She put her arms around my neck to pull me down for a kiss. I tasted the breath mint and the smoke in the kiss. I broke the kiss and leaned back with a smirk on my face. "Weeeell, what have you been getting into or rather into you?" "Daaarling, what ever are you talking about?" "Your breath mint ain't hittin sweets. Plus I smell Mary Jane all in your hair." She giggled and stepped back looking like the kid caught with their hand in the cookie jar. "Oops! That bad huh?" "Oh yeah. Since when did you start smoking dope?" "Oh a little over a year ago, but only when us girls got together." "Really, and just what else have you been hiding from me with the girls." "Oh baby don't take it like that. I just never wanted to do it around the babies. Now come on and dance with me." "She grabbed my hand and drug me out on the dance floor. A slow set had just begun and pressed her body hard against mine. My cock was instantly hard and I could tell by her movements that the feel of it against her excited her. I felt her warm breath through the shirt and her breathing increased. I decided to flow right along and dipped deep into the grind. She leaned back at the waist with her eyes closed and mouth open. There were moans and groans from other couples around us and they seemed to go straight thru her. She bit my chest thru the shirt and I felt her moan. I let my hands slide down her body over her hips till they met her bare thighs and thong uncovered ass." Dr. Forester: "Wait a minute Otis you said earlier that she put on a thong, silk stockings and a garter belt. Where did the stockings and garter go?" Otis: "I have no idea. I'm not exaggerating doc. At some point when she was back in the room with the other women she took them off. My hands were holding her bare thighs and ass cheeks. She again leaned back this time holding onto my neck. She threw her head back and yelled so I could hear her over the music. " "Ohhh yes baby! I love when you touch me like that." "A number of other women had their skirts up around their hips exposing their treasures just like Phyllis. By the time the slow set ended if I could have found an empty room or even one that was darker it would have been on. I never got the chance though because as soon as we came off the dance floor Barbara and the girls sprung their trap. Barbara and Tamara came up on either side of us. "Phyllis girl come on you need to see this." "See what?" "Wendy is about to do it." "Wendy? Who's Wendy?" "Oh nobody you know Otis. She's a friend of ours. Come on Phyllis you were the main one saying you wanted to be there if she did it." "Wha-Oh okay. I'll be right back baby." "What is she doing? What's going on?" "Otis this is strictly a girl thing, you know. Hell we even put Tamara's husband out. Come on girl hurry up." "Alright I'm coming! You remember where we were baby I'll be back." "She let her hand slide down my arm as they whisked her away. It would be the last time we touched affectionately ever again. "I stood there and watched them disappear down a hallway. While I tried to decide what to do about my hardon a hand brushed the front of my pants. A familiar voice spoke softly in my ear." "Hmm looks like she left you high, dry and hard." "I turned to look into Roshawn's dark eyes." "Roshawn what's up?" She squeezed my cock thru my pants, "You from the feel of it. Anything I can do to relieve the pressure." I laughed but she never removed her hand, "Ro, you know the answer to that." She pouted and when she spoke she sounded like a disappointed child, "Come on Otis? Why not? You know I've always wanted to get with you. Why do you always treat me this way?" "Roshawn from the very beginning you and the others have always been trying to get me not get with me." "That's not true. I would do anything for you. I always would have." "Then you would have run back to Barbara and Tamara and all three of you would be telling Phyllis about how trifling I was." For once I looked deep in Roshawn's eyes. If the eyes are truly the windows to the soul then for the first time I saw hers. There was no deception there only a deep sadness. She reached up and gently stroked my face. "Otis you just don't know maybe if you had messed up with Phyllis you would have gotten three for the price of one. At least you would have gotten me." "Ro in order to do that I would have had to let Barbara run me. You know I'd never do that." She sighed, "That's what I always loved about you OT you were probably the only man that I ever saw Barbara get so mad at that she had to play with herself." "Ha ha what? Come on girl be for real here." "I am being for real. Barbara's almost as hooked on you as I am. You are about the only man that I know that she masturbates over even after all these years. If you ever fucked Barbara you'd have her in the palm of your hand. She'd do anything you'd tell her to do." "And just how do you know all this?" She stepped close to me and pressed her whole body against me. "Otis despite the circumstances we've always been able to talk about anything. You know me in ways that most people wouldn't believe. You know who and how I am. Believe me when I say I know how she would be with you. I know how I am with you and you've never even kissed me. Yes I would have told Phyllis if you had taken me but not only to break you two up." "Oh come on Ro.?" "No I'm deadly serious. You might have lost Phyllis but you wouldn't have gotten away from me." "Roshawn come on now." "Alright fine don't believe me. Maybe you will later on." "Later on?" "Let's just say this night will be special for both you and Phyllis." "Roshawn what are you talking about?" "She didn't say anything else, just kissed me gently on the lips and walked off. I wasn't sure what she meant but I knew then that there was a game afoot. Once again I went in search of my wife. I went almost to the back of the building. There was another room with sofas all around and mirrors on one wall. The lights pulsed with the music never getting very bright but providing enough light to see faces clearly. The crowd appeared to be in a circle around a number of people dancing. I slipped in unnoticed and managed to catch their reflection on the mirror ceiling. The people in the room seemed mesmerized and many of them were making out. It appeared to be three women dancing with each other. And when I say dancing I'm seriously understating it. They were dancing like they were in foreplay and I guess that's exactly what it was. Barbara on one side with her hands on the thighs, Tamara on the other side and little behind with her hands up under the arms caressing the breasts. In the middle with her skirt hiked up above her waist swayed Phyllis with a glazed look in her eyes when they were open. She had one hand on Tamara's inner thigh moving ever higher. The other hand was in Barbara's hair. "Grabbing a handful of hair she pulled Barbara up her body till she could kiss her passionately. Barbara's hands caressed her thighs and at least one ass cheek meeting at her now thong uncovered pussy. I watched as the intensity in her gyrations changed as the caresses took effect. Then Barbara replaced her hands with her thigh and Phyllis ground down hard on it. One of Tamara's hands left Phyllis breast and moved to reach up under Barbara's skirt all the while cradling Phyllis head between her medium sized tits. All three girls were moaning loudly and Phyllis completed the circle by turning her head and letting her lips chew on Tamara's exposed nipples beneath her unbuttoned see thru top. When Phyllis turned Barbara untied her blouse, opened the button and popped her breasts up out of the gold bra. Phyllis froze then moaned loudly, shivering as Barbara's tongue played with her nipple. The crowd gave a collective moan as the girls continued to gyrate. As the music came to an end the crowd clapped and cheered. Phyllis looked to be in another world as she teased the males and some of the females in the room by cupping her tits and pinching the nipples. "I couldn't believe it. This was my shy, conservative, somewhat prudish wife engaging in hot lesbian action in front of other people? This woman who would drag me into the bedroom at home to make love even though the children were gone, openly let her girlfriends expose her body to strangers. I stood there as if struck dumb. Now that I have 20/20 hindsight I see I should have anticipated what was going to happen next. Barbara leaned over and kissed my wife deeply on the lips. Then Tamara embraced her from behind and continued to caress her even letting her hands slide down under Phyllis's skirt. Barbara leaned back and the music diminished in volume. Then came the conversation that eventually brought us here. Barbara spoke sensuously but loudly. She wanted everybody to hear. "Phyllis darling how was that?" "Um that was so hot. You made me so wet." "Don't you guys think that our little Phyllis was just to sexy?" The crowd shouted almost in unison. "YEAH!" "She's so hot you'd never believe that up until her wedding night she was still a virgin." The crowd was again unanimous in their disbelief. "Phyllis darling now that you've joined the rest of us what do you think about sex now?" "I love it. I almost can't get enough." "Can't get enough? What's the matter Otis not serving it up enough for you?" Phyllis looked down as she blushed, "Oh no! I said almost can't get enough, Otis gives me all I can handle." "Then what pray tell is this almost shit?" "Forget I said it. Everything is great and I love sex." However Barbara wasn't about to let it go. "Oh no you don't. I know you little sister something ain't quite right. Let's see if I can guess." Tamara continued to caress Phyllis. I saw her melt as Tamara nibbled at her neck "My guess would be that since your experience is so - limited -- that maybe you think you're missing something." Phyllis didn't answer, probably because Tamara hand was under her skirt. Girlfriends? "Mmm looks like I'm getting warm. Well what would you say if you could find out?" "W- What? No I - " "Really I mean look around you. All the men in this room I know there are at least a few that would love to help you out. Then at least you would have experienced a different cock and could really tell where your husband stands as a lover." Phyllis's body shivered as Tamara reached farther under her skirt. "Ooo, no Barbara - I couldn't - Otis -" "Will understand. Hell he's had more than his share of pussy. If he's like most of these men in here he probably has a fantasy of watching you fuck another man. So both of you would get what you want." Here is where I made my presence known. "Since when have you ever spoken for me Barbara?" The crowd parted to let me through. The look on Phyllis face was strangely not one of shock like I expected. In fact I wasn't really sure she was aware that I had spoken. I think from the look on her face she was having a mild orgasm and didn't hear me. Before I could reach her though two huge goons grabbed me under both arms lifted me off my feet and hustled me out the door and down the hall to what appeared to be a security monitoring station. "Get your hands the fuck off of me! Get off me!" "Chill man we don't want no trouble. The lady wants to talk to you is all." They released me once they got me back in the room. Then Barbara, her boy toy of the month and a couple of other's entered. Barbara looked pissed and I met her glare with one of my own. She smiled one of those Snydley Whiplash smiles, which pissed me off even more. "Otis, baby, what's wrong? Don't you want Phyllis to have a good time?" "Barbara, honey, you keep trying to run me and mine just like in college but I still ain't having it." "Oh please Otis. Can't you see she wants to experiment tonight?" "You can't always get what you want Barbara. As soon as I get out of here I'm taking my wife and we're leaving." She almost lost it;" WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!" She paused grasping her temples as if to ward off a headache. "Otis, Otis, Otis why don't you just chill out and let her have what she wants for once?" "First of all we ain't talkin about what she wants or what I want we're talking about what YOU want." "Oh and what pray tell me is that?" "To make her over in your image." "What are you talking about?" "Making Phyllis into the freak both of us know she can be." She actually stepped back in surprise. "Well you'd think that if we both want the same thing that you'd be in favor of what's going on. I don't get it." "The thing is you don't have the right to make that decision for her. And it's obvious from the bruise brothers here that you knew I'd object. What you've never understood is why we've never seen eye to eye." "Oh why don't you enlighten me?" "Simple you've always been the HBIC. Every body bowed down to Barbara and you usually controlled the whole show. I spoiled your original plan. You wanted to orchestrate Phyllis losing her virginity. Why, because you knew from the beginning that she was a freak waiting to happen. That's why you all ran off most of the guys that tried to get with her. Your plan probably would have succeeded too if I hadn't come along. Suddenly she's in love and looking forward to losing her cherry on her wedding night. On a weekly basis you all tried to trap me and almost succeeded but I was on to your game from the beginning. You never got to have your freak show like you wanted. That didn't stop you for long though. You made the wedding night but missed the honeymoon. Still you were determined you were going to get something out of it. I wondered where you all got the money to make those trips every few months. I knew about your little HLA game. How could I not? She let the freak lose right after any of you left." "I still don't understand. If you want her freaky why are you against this?" "Several reasons but the main point is you got no business intruding into our marriage." You could see the steam rise from her. I thought she was going to scream at me again but she composed herself and spoke with a soft voice. "Alright. Fine you're pissed off that we didn't ask your permission. What's say we let her decide?" "No." "What's the matter afraid?" "No you know better than that." Again she got a complexion to match her red hair. "Let's just see anyway shall we?" With the bouncers now joined by two others and Barbara's boy toy I was escorted back inside the room. Barbara arranged it so that Phyllis couldn't see me. Barbara then slipped through the crowd to where Phyllis, Tamara and Roshawn were engaged in another threesome. The action was contagious as there were several other couples engaged in various stages of sex. Of course the sight of all this, especially Phyllis had my cock straining in my pants but unlike most of the guys in those erotic stories that didn't stop me from being mad as hell at what was going on. Barbara slipped up behind the three of them, reached between Phyllis legs and slipped two then three fingers inside her wet cunt. Phyllis went off like a rocket and lifted several others with her. Barbara kissed her gently on the lips and whispered something to her that caused her to smile. Then she nodded to Tamara who slid her hand down to replace Barbara's fingers as Barbara stood and the again the music lowered. "Phyllis darling don't you just love this." "Ummm yes." "You are so hot girlfriend. I know Otis must have his hands full." Phyllis giggled and a number of people in the crowd did with her. "Phyllis I know you've only had 1 cock but how do you like having sex now." I saw Tamara's face darken with intensity as she pushed her fingers deeper inside my wife. "Ooooh I love it." "I can tell you do baby, but don't you think you've short changed yourself a bit." "Uhh how?" "Well you know you've only had 1 cock how do you know you're getting the best?" "Umm Barbara, Otis is a great lover. I'm very satisfied." "How do you know?" Phyllis was silent. I saw the trap closing. "Phyllis baby I'm your girl you know that, but really, you've only had one cock. Look around you. This is a chance of a lifetime." "What?" "Yes! Darling just think about it. We've talked about this before. You'll never have a better chance to broaden your experience. I mean just look at all these men here. I'm sure they'd love a chance to broaden your experience." "Barbara I couldn't do that I'm married." "So Otis is married to but he had plenty of women before you. Probably had some while you kept him waiting on you. You owe it to yourself to at least have one experience. If for nothing else so you can appreciate Otis more." Phyllis paused while she tried to think through the drink and the dope. In the meantime Tamara's fingers were still busy deep inside her. Barbara upped the pressure. "Hey! How many of you big strong men would be willing to give little Phyllis here an education on the differences of men in sex?" The crowd surged as about 10 different men stepped forward. Most of them saying how they'd love to be her second lover. One Brother just stepped forward and dropped his pants. All the women and some of the men gasped as brotha man unsheathed his mammoth piece of black maleness. I'd estimate it was about 11 inches long and thick as my fist. I started forward but the bouncers lifted me in the air. I shouted at Phyllis but amid the crowd noise and her present state she didn't hear me. Finally the commotion died down and Phyllis stood up, her breasts hanging out of the bra and her thighs shining and sticky as she walked in front of the line up of men. When she got to the end the look in her eyes was one I'd never seen before. Just then the noise died down and I screamed at her. "PHYLLIS! What the fuck are you doing? Put your clothes on. The parties over we're leaving." She stared at me as if I was some stranger then she looked at the lineup of meat in front of her. Then she looked at me again and shook her head. "No. I think I'll stay. I think I deserve to experience some different cocks at least once." With that she turned and walked back down the line of men till she stopped in front of big brotha man. "I'm gonna save you for last since you're the biggest." "What the fuck? Phyllis!!" The bouncers yanked me out of there and carried me into the security room. They tied me to one of the chairs and left. I guess they intended on getting some too, I don't know. I looked at the security monitors. There at the bottom center was a naked Phyllis on her knees in the middle of a sea of guys. She was sucking one and jerking two. I screamed at her but even if the door had been open the music was boomin. All I could do was struggle to slip my ropes and watch the scene before me. Phyllis leaned back from the cock in her mouth and was rubbing the pre-cum from the other two dicks on her nipples. Then she went back to sucking the cock in front of her. In the background I saw Tamara working the cock of big brotha man while her husband watched. She was sucking for all she was worth but she couldn't begin to handle his length. I briefly wondered where Roshawn was. Several other couples were already into the main event. I could only watch as a white guy with a cock just a little shorter than mine pushed Phyllis onto her back. He parted my wife's gorgeous legs and slowly pushed his cock into her wet center. I watched her body arch as she hungrily accepted the 2nd cock she'd ever had. My heart sank as I watched another man put that familiar look of intense pleasure on her face. I saw how sexy she was as she moved her body to meet her lover's and while my cock was hard as steel my emotions and everything else were in agreement that they hated what I saw. I couldn't hear her scream of climax but the sight was enough to shred my ego and tear at my heart. The guy didn't last long I could tell by the way his body started jerking that he dumped his load deep inside her. Finally he sat back panting, not daring to touch his sensitive equipment. Slowly he crawled out of the way. As soon as he pulled out another jumped in. He rolled her on her side then lay down behind her. Lifting her leg he rubbed the tip of his cock along her slit and then plunged into her. Then a second guy stretched out next to her head and I strained against the ropes as she turned and grabbed the base of his cock with one hand and enveloped his entire length in her mouth. I strained even harder against my bonds as I watched her work both the men and herself into a frenzy. Even though she was on her side she was using the force of the man between her legs to drive her onto the cock of the man in her face. I watched her small tits move back and forth and wondered if she wouldn't have fabric burns from the friction. The guy in her mouth didn't last long and he pulled out and shot his wad all over her face. She didn't have time to try to catch it as she had another orgasm that left her body shuddering. A now naked Barbara knelt down and kissed her and began licking the cream off her face. She left what was in her hair though and it was already looking like a wild lions mane. Barbara then turned to the next man kneeling down and took him in her mouth. A new guy in front roughly turned Phyllis over so she was on all fours then began feeding her his cock. Barbara angled herself so she could still suck cock and slipped 3 slender fingers inside my wife and showed that she knew all to well how to work her G- spot. In no time Phyllis was moving back and forth on the fingers buried in her cunt and the cock in her mouth. She quickly got the guy in her mouth off and was again treated to a hot cream facial. Just as Phyllis was about to knut again Barbara removed her fingers and replaced it with the hard cock she had been sucking on. My cock surged as I saw Phyllis turn and mouth the words "Aww Fuck!" and then drop her face to the carpet as cunt man number 3 drove deep inside her. She shook her head sending her hair flying as she came hard. When she calmed down to just shivering the guy in front grabbed her by her hair and lifted her head as she gasped he shoved his considerable length down her throat and I do mean down her throat. I saw Barbara lick the chest of the man she'd been sucking and whisper something in his ear. The man got a big shit-eating grin on his face as he grabbed my wife's hips and began to jackhammer his cock inside her. She would have been screaming but the guy in front kept his cock in her mouth. I imagine it was a variation on choking a person when they were just about to cum. The outcome was the same as I watched Phyllis's body convulse and spasm as her orgasm hit then she passed out. The guy that had been in her mouth turned to the nearest female who just happened to be Tamara who was posting herself on Brotha mans huge cock. Barbara didn't seem to alarmed about Phyllis as she now turned her own ass toward the man who had been fucking my wife and offered her own cunt as a replacement. For the very first time I saw the total slut cum out. He slammed her harder than he did Phyllis and Barbara sneered at him and told him to hit it harder. He did and she moved to meet him. Meanwhile guy #4 turned Phyllis back over on her back and buried his face between her legs. About a minute later Phyllis sat up on her elbows and stared wide-eyed at the head of her tongue lasher. I could tell by the look in her eyes that he was driving her crazy. When the guy finally came up for air he was pushed to the side. Phyllis sat there staring almost in shock. Brotha man had decided it was finally his turn. The ropes around my wrists burned like hell but I continued to struggle as I watched Phyllis begin scooting back along the carpet. The look in her eyes was both lust and fear. Lust because she wanted it so bad and fear because she didn't think she could handle a cock that was now a full 13 bad luck inches long and truly as thick as her own fist. For a moment I almost thought she'd turn him down but as always there was Barbara at her side. She leaned over and kissed her neck. By the way Phyllis reacted I knew she was listening to whatever Barbara was saying. Then Barbara again sunk her fingers inside my woman's cunt. I watched her eyes roll up in the back of her head as her G-spot was again teased. Her body trembled as she had a small orgasm. Barbara motioned to several people around them and immediately things happened. Brotha man laid down on his back his cock standing straight up like someone giving the black power sign. Barbara and Tamara helped Phyllis to her feet and two other guys grabbed her under her arms and legs and carried her over to her awaiting stallion. Barbara followed behind caressing her tits and whispering in her ear. There was no foreplay the huge cock stood straight up, shining with smeared precum as it waited for its newest conquest. The two guys slowly lowered Phyllis over Brotha man and she carefully centered him. The men withdrew leaving only Phyllis, Barbara, Tamara and Brotha man. Even over the music and behind the closed door I could hear the crowd chant. "Fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck it. Fuck it." I watched her take about four inches and scream as she had probably the most powerful orgasm I'd ever seen. If not for Barbara and Tamara propping her up she would have fallen off. They steadied her as Brotha man began his invasion of my wife. Every few strokes he pushed more inches inside her. It took all of 6 minutes by the clock on the monitor screen but he finally got all 13 inches inside her. She just sat there shivering. Then as if someone flicked a switch she started to ride his cock, slowly at first but with ever increasing speed. The more she moved the more she freaked on having his mammoth cock inside her. My heart sank as he rolled her over onto her back and began to pound his cock home. All Phyllis could do was lay there screaming, her body jumping like a power line in water. If my hands had been free I would have turned off the monitors but all I could do was stare. Their fucking ignited the crowd; naked bodies were everywhere doing any and every thing. My attention was focused in the center where Phyllis was now back on all fours backing her round ass up onto that 13 inch monster. Finally brotha man grabbed her petite hips and started grinding his cock inside her. I saw her scream once and then bury her head in the carpet; she shook like a rag doll in his hands but never stopped moving back on his pole. For the first time in our relationship I felt like a defeated man. Just then the door opened and in peaked Roshawn. She looked like a scared little girl. "Otis are you all right?" "Hell no I'm not alright. Untie me Roshawn." "I can't Barbara said not to." "Roshawn untie me." "Why are you so mad Otis? You said you wanted a freak now she'll be one." "Ro it's something I don't think you'd understand." "Try me." "Untie me and I'll explain later." "No you'll explain now. Then I'll untie you." "Roshawn!" "Otis." She stood there in defiance but I couldn't be mad at her. Her eyes gave away both her fear and her desire. She may not have understood but she truly wanted me to explain. "Sigh. OK Ro, I'll try to explain. Closing the door she slowly came over and sat down on my lap. She felt my hard cock against her thigh and shivered. I laid head my forehead against her chest and she wrapped her arms around me. I took a deep breath and let it out. Then I looked up at her. "Roshawn you need to understand something. I know you're submissive and used to doing whatever Barbara tells you. Tamara is not like you but she's still a follower so Barbara still commands. You and Phyllis are cut from the same mold. You both love the submissive role and get off on it. The difference is that you understand yourself and the role you've chosen. Phyllis is still learning it, exploring it. In order for her to explore it she needs a secure environment. Unfortunately she's thinking right now that Barbara has every thing under control. Once she sobers up though it'll be a different story. She can be a big freak and over time she would have let it out with me naturally. With Barbara however it's different, she wants the freak now. For once I was stupid. I didn't see till it was to late that she set up all this to pull it out. In doing it the way she did Barbara put Phyllis in direct conflict with me. Things can't be the same for Phyllis after this. They can't be the same between her and me after this. Barbara didn't have the right to do what she did. Now Phyllis is going to learn a bitter lesson. One you already know." Roshawn looked away from me so I couldn't read her, "Once she's turned out she can't go back. Barbara won't let her." "Exactly. This ain't the same as when you girlfriends were lickin and pickin at each other. Phyllis loves to make love and you all know it as well as I do. You all figured that if you turned Phyllis out that you'd get me in the deal but that ain't gonna happen." "But why fight it now Otis? It's done what can you do?" I kissed Roshawn on her neck and she turned and kissed my lips. Her breath was hot and rapid as she squirmed on my hard cock. When she moaned I pulled back. "Now Roshawn imagine if that was you in Phyllis place and I had told you no. What would you have told Barbara?" Roshawn slid off my lap and dropped to her knees. She undid my pants and pulled out my cock. She licked it and stared at me the whole time. "You already know what my answer would have been. You would have been my man and my master. I'd lay down next to Phyllis right now if you told me that you would make love to me." She stood up dropped her skirt and straddled me. I knew that she was wearing no panties but her juices were literally dripping from her shaved cunt. Girlfriends Would love some more feedback. Hope y'all enjoy it. I needed her touch more than anything. I stormed out of my organic chemistry class and went and sat in my car. It was hard to calm down after spending over an hour with my idiotic lab partner. She was a horrible person, always talking about the boys she liked, gossiping, or just sitting there filing her nails. She was such a burden. I pulled out my phone and texted my girlfriend. Just seeing her name on the screen of my phone helped calm me down. Lily had a way of making everything in my life okay. After I ranted for a bit with text she invited me over to spend the night. I went back to my dorm and packed an overnight bag. At first I was excited and I started frantically throwing stuff in my bag. Then I became nervous. The more nervous I got, the slower I moved. Finally I decided to take a shower to further calm down. In the shower I felt my muscles relax as I ran my hands over my body. I slowly washed myself, teasing myself here and there. After letting my hand wander to my nether region for the umpteenth time, I did not bother restraining myself. I shoved my fingers in as far as they would go and brought myself to a mind shattering orgasm as I thought of how Lily touched me. I loved the way she would kiss my neck, know exactly where I needed her touch and whisper sweet nothings into my ear. When I got out of the shower I was completely tranquil and more than ready to see my girlfriend. I needed her more than ever now. My fingers never seem to satisfy me anymore. I drove the 20 minutes to her place on the other side of town. She knew I was coming and was by my side taking my bag out of my hand before I even had a chance to close the car door. I stuck my tongue out at her. She had heard my "independent woman" speech so many times that she purposely went out of her way to help me out. She just chuckled at me. I raced in front of her. "Well you can at least let me open the door," I said as I reached the door first. She laughed at the defeated look on my face when I realized that the door was locked. She pressed me against the door and kissed me as she pulled her keys out of her jeans shorts pocket to open the door. "Why would a princess open a door?" She asked, as she let us in. She went to her room to drop off my bag as I poked around the kitchen looking for something to snack on. I was bent over, trying to decide if I wanted berries when SMACK, I felt her hand, hot against my ass. "I take it you like what you see?" I decided on raspberries and stepped past her to go to the sink to wash them off. "One could say I am just hungry." I studied her long frame head to toe, finding lust in her eyes. But I wasn't going to feed her just yet. We still had a long evening ahead of us. "When aren't you hungry?" I inquired. "When I am eating you." She replied under her breath. I propped myself up on the counter and continued to eat her raspberries as though she hadn't said anything. She stood between my legs and asked me if I had cooled down from being with my horrible lab partner. She listened intently and shared about her day as well. She worked part time as a barista and was also a student at the community college. She told me about some of her awesome professors and some recent crazy coffee orders. Even though we saw each other often, we always had so much to talk about; maybe something we forgot to say the previous time we were together. After briefing each other, she decided to turn on some music and I started to make dinner. This was about the only things she would allow me to do. One, because I am a better cook; two, because I am a better cook and three, because I enjoy it so much. I cooked some spaghetti, the easiest meal ever. She always claims that when I make it, it becomes five-star cuisine. After dinner, we brushed our teeth and changed into pajamas to watch our favorite lesbian movie. For me, pajamas meant just a long tee- shirt. For her it meant a sports bra and basketball shorts. After I put away the leftovers and she got the DVD in, I joined her on the couch. She stretched out her arms for me to sit in her lap and we cozied up under her blanket. One of her hands rested on my knee. I was always hyper aware of where she was touching me. When she started to slowly creep her hand up my thigh, it became harder and harder for me to concentrate on the movie. I grabbed her hand when she started to trace little circles on my inner thigh. "You are driving me crazy." She just chuckled. After a while her hand began to wander again. She moved it closer and closer to my heat. I am sure she could hear my breathing change as she traced circles on my skin again. She made the revolutions bigger to the point where she was touching my outer lips. When she finally ran her hand over my mound, I arched my back, resting my head on her shoulder. "Babe, you're going to miss your favorite part," she whispered in my ear as she separated my lips with her long fingers. She massaged my lips, spreading my slick moisture over my clit. I moaned loudly as one of her fingers was buried within me. She brought her other hand up my shirt to play with my nipples as she fingered me. My hips moved on their own, grinding into her finger. The sound of my moans and the wet sound of her plunging in and out of me over-powered the TV. Then she added fingers causing me to moan her name. She went faster and curled her fingers, hitting exactly the right spot. Her kisses and nibbles on my neck pushed me over the edge. My whole body quivered as she brought me to my climax. She didn't stop. She continued to finger, only slower and kiss me. When I thought she would stop she would just speed back up, pushing me over the edge again. She kept going until I was begging her to stop. My sensitive pussy was throbbing. She continued to kiss me on my neck and shoulder, sending little jolts throughout my body. I was panting and exhausted. She gave me a chance to cool down before suggesting that we go to bed. Once in her room, I laid down on the bed too exhausted to even pull back the covers. She crawled up between my legs. I shook my head as she began to lick up the juices on my inner thigh. "Too much," I exclaimed as I weakly pushed on the top of her head. "Just let me clean you up," she coaxed as she continued to gently lick me. She gently spread me open and made long licks up my slit. I couldn't help but gasp as her hot tongue made contact with my wet folds. She slowly licked me, making long strokes with her tongue. She made sure to avoid my clit. I cried out when she darted her tongue inside me and I could feel a smile on her lips. She kissed her way up my stomach and pulled off my shirt. Her lips made contact with mine, and I could taste myself on her tongue. Her tongue darted into my mouth, swirling around mine. My hands traveled up her flat stomach to her breast. I cupped her breast and she groaned into my mouth. I pulled her bra off, breaking our passionate kiss. I played with her nipples. She just bit her lip as she gazed into my eyes. Suddenly she got up and left the room. "I'll be right back. I'm not done with you," she called as she exited the room. I sat up in her bed and waited for her to come back. My mind started wandering as I wondered what she was doing. After a while, she finally returned. I looked up and was surprised by what I saw. She was wearing only a harness, with a rather long dildo attached. I smiled at her and felt my excitement rise as she crossed the distanced between us. She took my face in her hands and kissed me softly. I took her toy in my hands and stroked it. She groaned as she watched me play with it. "Do you like it?" she asked. She seemed a little nervous or insecure. "It's really big," I commented. "I'll be gentle," she promised. I threaded my fingers through her hair as I kissed her. I was a little nervous. I kissed along her jaw and down to her perky breast. Her hands came to rest on my ass as I swirled my tongue around her nipples. She would squeeze my ass when I sucked her nipples into my mouth. Her hand made its way to my waist when I kissed her. She laid me down on the bed and positioned herself between my legs. She took one of my nipples into her mouth. She planted little kisses all over my chest before sucking the other nipple. She took her dildo in her hand and rubbed it up down on my inner lips. She left it at my entrance and slowly started to thrust into me. I held my breath as it filled me up. She slowly pushed it all the way in. I could feel it pressing against the very end of my pussy. I was surprised it all fit. She left it there, letting me get used to the size. I gasped as she slowly started to thrust in and out of me. I clutched her back and she started going faster. She groaned into my ear when I started to grind into her thrusts. Even though she was as deep as she could go, I wanted more. She pounded harder into my pussy. She struggled to capture one of my nipples in her mouth as she pounded into me. I was sure I was leaving marks on her back. Suddenly, she flipped us over somehow managing not to slip out. I gasped in surprise. She didn't miss a beat as she continued to thrust into me, pulling me down harder onto her by my hips. Her hands grasped my hips tightly as I rode her. I rocked my hips back and forth faster with her entire length within me. I thought I was going to explode. I screamed as we climaxed at the same time. Girlfriends Melissa enjoyed walking along the streams in the woods near her home. At eighteen years of age she'd realized that her climbing steep slopes and rock-hopping were good for both her health and her shape, being a girl of quite generous proportions, but not fat. She was a member of a competitive callisthenics club and played both netball and hockey in her college's first competition team against other schools. Her best friend was Leigh Donnelly who was almost a year older and her opposite in almost every way other than her curvaceous, well-upholstered figure. Mel was blonde, broad-hipped and apparently small busted, although her breasts were wide, flat cones which covered her whole chest. By contrast her pal Leigh was Eurasian with big tits which were well separated and swung or bounced about in the most delectable manner, even when restrained by a bra. Leigh was also rather slimmer and had the most gorgeous flaring hips from a tiny waist, her buttocks deliciously rounded and elongated by contrast with Mel's somewhat squarish posterior. One day Mel found a young couple making love on the water-polished stone by a creek. The girl, Abby, had been a classmate at highschool and the guy a year or two older. They hadn't seen her so she crept through the bushes to a place where she could see and hear the action in more detail. They played in the creek, sliding down the slippery rock channels and flying out over a waterfall to a deep pool below its lip, kissing and fondling each other until it was time to relieve the sexual tension once more. As she watched his hot, hard tool sliding rapidly in and out of the other girl's semi-shaven twat, Mel became very excited and played with her own, to stop herself each time she felt the first tingle of climax in her trembling loins. The girl was so obviously enraptured by the pleasure she experienced that Mel was keen to know how it felt, although a bit scared by the stories she'd heard about the agony one had to endure before the full pleasure of a good fuck became available. They shagged another three times in as many hours, each bout interspersed with a period of playing in the water and then foreplay before the girl let him know that it was time for her to go to go. He reluctantly agreed to her wish and accompanied her back down to where she wanted to be taken. Mel was disappointed to see them go, but on eventually feeling that she'd found herself quite alone, took off her shoes and paddled in the shallows a while to discover just how chilly it was. However, it didn't put her off altogether and she pulled off her jeans and panties to wade in to her waist depth, then back a little to shed her bra and t-shirt to take the plunge in the nude. The cold took her breath away at first, but on recovery found the wild ride and fall to be a real thrill and, being a proficient swimmer, had no fear of the violent torrent. She took three rides down the rushing stream imagining the boy behind her holding her boobs as the guy had done with the other chick, kissing her and feeling her cunt with a probing finger on emerging as they laughed at their freedom to do whatever they liked there without any adult interference. She lay out in the sun to warm herself and to start ridding herself of the whiteness on her body from wearing a one piece swimsuit. The other couple had looked so complete in their all-over tan that she'd initially thought them to be dark skinned, but that notion was dispelled on eventually noticing thr pale, half-moon crescents in the creases under their buttocks. 'Black people wouldn't have them,' she reasoned. The sensation of almost flying down the fast-moving water was absolutely brilliant, simultaneous feelings of both sexual and physical thrills, still imagining herself sharing it with that guy. She tried it several more times before dressing and walking home to shower and to obviate the likelihood of being questioned about wet hair. Not being entirely sure as to how she felt about what she'd seen, she was unable to share it with Leigh until she'd resolved her uncertainty. It felt so good to play with herself as she replayed the afternoon's events in her mind like a video, but she didn't know about the actuality, especially that first time, of doing it if she found the opportunity. Leigh had expressed a strong desire to have sex when the chance presented itself, but Mel was reluctant to be drawn into a situation which she didn't feel ready to cope with yet. On the following weekend she found Abby, with another similarly aged female sunning themselves by the stream. Mel sneaked into her vantage point and watched as they played in the water as Abby had done with the boy, then made love in the sun. Not satisfied with kissing or sucking each others' boobs, they actually got down with their mouths to the other's pussies where they licked and sucked to very obviously impart great pleasure to their friend. Mel was even less certain about this turn of events and how she'd cope if Leigh was to suggest their having sex as a couple. While it horrified her a lot initially, she found herself visualizing herself in Leigh's arms as she masturbated in bed, trying to think of a way to cause her friend to make an overt suggestion of sexual contact between them. On the third weekend Mel found Abby's friends Toni and Danny at the creek where they fucked and sucked all day with great vigour, as well as playing in the creek. Like Abby he too got down to use his mouth on Toni's trimmed, dark-fringed pussy to cause her enormous sexual excitement before she came. Eventually Mel told Leigh what she'd seen in the bush during the previous few weekends and her friend was more than interested in also taking a look, but the place was deserted when they walked up on the following weekend for a peep. They hung around for a couple of hours, but gave it away and walked back to Leigh's house to watch TV. It was a fortnight before she got into the woods again, this time finding Danny alone as he sunned himself on the smooth rock. She was so embarrassed that she just walked past without looking at him, her face profoundly red. She went up further to another series of pools and rapids where she got out of her clothes and hoped that he might follow her to see her playing naked, but alas, he stayed put and had gone when she wandered back down some hours later. Of course Leigh was appalled that Melissa could have let the opportunity for sexual experimentation to go begging like that. "Well I might have if you'd been there," Mel explained self-consciously. "I prob'ly would have if he'd come up after me too." "That's no good, you can't do it that way. You've got to be brave and get talking to show you're interested, grab your chances in both hands." As it happened, Leigh was more talk than substance and turned to water as she approached the spot where Danny was lying in the sun. "Keep walking, keep going," she hissed to Melissa as they passed without looking in his direction, faces flushed. Further along Leigh undressed and persuaded Mel to do likewise before she tried a dip. "We'll see if he follows us," grinned Leigh. "I thought you said......" "I know, I know. I lost my nerve, I'll admit. Anyway we can try out a bit of the other stuff first," she responded. "What? You mean us?" asked Mel, aghast at the suggestion. "You said it made you feel sexy to watch Toni and Abby?" "But not us. I never thought about us doing that." "But you'd do it with them?" Mel nodded self-consciously. "Come on then," breathed Leigh when she pulled her friend down on to her towel beside her. "We'll stop if it's no good, okay?" Mel looked very doubtful at that proposition, but submitted to Leigh, the first tender contact between their young lips a real thrill, enhanced many times as her friend's hand sought her pussy and diddled her clitty when Mel parted her solid thighs to let her. "Good?' asked Leigh. Mel nodded shyly. "So you do it to me too, okay?" Their lips met again and Leigh's tongue found its way into Mel's mouth as her finger thrilled her swollen clitty. Mel returned the favour to feel her pal's body jerk involuntarily at the pleasure she'd imparted with her digit around the focus of her senses. "Ooooh, Jesus!" groaned Leigh. "That's bloody gorgeous, Mel." "Yeah, it is," the other gasped in reply. They took turns at sucking each other's nipples, interspersed with deep kissing while they continued titillating clitties until the inexorable warm tingling of erotic pleasure became an overwhelming wave of pure bliss which repeatedly washed over their convulsing forms as they clung together in the tight embrace of orgasm. "Christ Almighty!" swore Leigh. "I never came like that before." "Me neither," agreed Melissa. "It was awesome." "Well we don't have to go without our sex fun, now that we know we've got each other to love." "We're not lezzos?" "No-o," snorted Leigh. "Think about having that guy down there doing what I just did to you, okay?" Mel did that and the idea gave her pleasure. "Yeah, I'm not am I?" she smiled shyly. "I'd like that too. Want to try a pussy too?" "I was thinking of walking back down to where Danny Wilkins is. See if he wants to. We can always come back here if he's not interested." "Do you know him?" "He was at high school, year twelve when we were year tens, but he wouldn't know us, I'm sure." "I don't know. I want to, but I'm so scared." "What about?" "Everything really, but mostly being hurt doing it the first time as well as being seen in the nuddy by a guy and getting a bad name as a slut." "Wouldn't you rather be a slut than an old maid?" giggled Leigh. "I think I would." Mel continued to shilly-shally as Leigh became more impatient. "Okay, you stay here and I'll go down and talk to him," she told her pal. She got to her feet and wrapped her large beach towel around her to cover her nudity before taking her cigarette pack and strolling down the creek to where Dan was lying. Within a minute Melissa had trotted up behind her with her towel on. "Excuse me?" Leigh asked politely. "Do you have a match? Our lighter got wet and won't light." "Yeah," he smiled amiably, rolling on to his side to display a dark penis as he rummaged through his back pack to produce his lighter. "Here." He lit their smokes and accepted one in return for his favour while both girls tried not to cough as they inhaled the smoke. Neither of them smoked enough to be unaffected by the nicotine buzz and felt somewhat lightheaded after a few draws. "I'm Leigh and this is my friend Melissa," she introduced them. "Hi," he grinned. "I'm Danny. You went to my school don't you? I'm certain I've seen you there." "Yeah, I did," she agreed, pleased to be recognized by him. Leigh lay forward and opened her towel before turning ninety degrees and doing a sort of caterpillar motion forward again. "I'm going in again, want to come?" he told them and wandered down to the water to dive expertly into the deep pool. Leigh arose and followed along holding her towel modestly in front of her while Mel, who'd barely arranged herself in the sun, got up too. "Go on," Danny urged her before Leigh dropped her towel over a boulder to pose for him momentarily, then dive neatly into the chilly water. Mel too dropped her covering and let him look for a few seconds until she executed a perfect somersault dive. "Have you been here before?" Danny asked. "I've been only once, when there was nobody around," Leigh informed him. "But Mel comes every Sunday." He looked at Mel quickly and saw how red she'd become. "Every Sunday eh? When I've been here with others?" She didn't respond, but he knew from her ever-deepening colour that she had seen it all. "A voyer eh?" he chuckled. "What's that?" enquired Leigh. "Someone who gets off watching sex instead of doing it," he grinned. "Oh no, she's not like that at all," said Leigh. "Are you Mel?" She shook her head as he put his arm around her and covered one boob with his other hand, spreading his fingers before closing them tightly again to tweak her nipple. "So you like sex with guys?" he asked. She shook her head mutely. "Chicks then?" Mel then shook her head once, then nodded in confusion. "What she really means is she hasn't done it yet, but she and I just did it with each other. We got the idea from your friends," Leigh explained. "Who, Toni and Abby?" She nodded. "Well, there you go," he laughed easily. "I didn't know that either knew the other that well. I've been had I reckon." The girls smiled with him. "Now," he said to Mel. "You think you might like to do it with a bloke," She nodded, still blushing. "Sure?" Mel nodded again and he slid his fondling hand down her firm body to put it over her furry crotch and poke an agile finger between her moist vulvar lips, curl it back to find her clitoris and thrill her when he pressed and circled the little nub. "Ooooh," she moaned. "Nice?" he enquired as Leigh came over to caress his stiffening dick. Mel nodded eagerly, emitting a strangling affirmative sound then putting a hand down to join Leigh's in stroking his veined, upwardly-curved cock. "Who wants to try it?" he asked them, leaning back and waving his penis. Both girls nodded and he tossed a coin. "Heads," called Leigh, but it was tails and Mel appeared to be close to tears as she awaited his pleasure. "How about you both just try him for size?" he suggested, indicating to Mel that she should sit in an eliptical hollow in a waist high prominence in a huge boulder while Leigh stood next to her friend. He moved closer and touched his prick to her trimmed pussy, now red and a bit puffy from his titillation, pushing his broad knob to the slit between her frilly inner lips and watching it disappear easily inside her sheath. "How's that?" he grinned, reaching to finger Leigh's pleasure pouch. "Ooooh, ex'lent," she gasped. "I thought you'd be a virgin," he observed. "We are," Leigh interrupted. "But we do a lot of sport." "Yeah?" he responded without sounding entirely convinced by that. "Can I just have a feel too?" Leigh begged breathlessly, raising her bum to perch beside Mel with her thighs apart. While Mel looked to be a lot less than impressed as he withdrew his penis from her pussy, Leigh closed her eyes and held her breath as it approached her virginal twat and jolted at the thrill of first contact. He pushed his hips to hers and his knob popped into her much tighter entrance. "Okay?" he enquired. "Yep!" she exhaled explosively. "Fine." He thrust again as she experienced a sharp but mild pain as his hot prick slid fully within her. "I felt something there," he told her. "So did I," she responded. "What was left of my maidenhead I s'pose." "What do you reckon then?" he wanted to know. "It's nice. I'd like to go all the way now." "Not 'til I've had mine," Mel interrupted. "We tossed, remember." Leigh watched sadly as he withdrew his slippery prick from her and thrust it back into Mel's gratefull pussy, enthusiastically sliding it in and out with with an ever increasing cadence until she was in a frenzy of pleasure and clawing abandonedly at his straining body. Her normal reserve had then evaporated completely as the whole focus of her being was on the thrusting cock within her tingling loins. It was raw instinct which guided her movements, her hefty hips grinding and rolling in delight as she strove to get him deeper inside her than was possible and her little hands pulling his pumping loins harder to her own. She knew that he wasn't very far off coming, hoping fervently that he'd not ejaculate too soon for her, then happily surprised to feel her own climax building within her lower belly. His wordless sounds of pleasure ended with a strangled groan as he drove his penis into her to the hilt and squirted warm semen deep within her body to bring on her orgasm too. She felt herself shaken and jolted by a series of delightful convulsions which were quite beyond her control as she held his sweaty body tightly. "You can't say you didn't get a kick out of that," Leigh grinned at her when Danny's softening dick slid out of her sloppy twat. "It was excellent," she responded confidently. "It was so-oo cool." "So you'd do it again?" he enquired. "Anytime," she smiled. "Yeah, it's a great way to spend the time," he laughed lightly. "All the chicks tell me that." "But you've never had two to look after you before," grinned Leigh. "At the same time, I mean." "No," he agreed, then went on. "You both seem pretty keen. Were you down here looking for me?" "Yep, we were," admitted Leigh, "but we'd have done it with any guy who was interested. We were hanging out for it to be honest." As she spoke she'd moved close to him to stroke his prick, being rewarded as it slowly began to rise to erection. "C'mon, lie down and I'll eat you," he told her. They arranged themselves in a daisy chain, Leigh at the top on her back, Dan on his side with his mouth to her crotch and Mel learning to suck his dick and balls. The sensation of simultaneously loving two girls was quite voluptuous as both were completely uninhibited with him by then, happy to try any intimacy he might suggest. "You shave your muffs down," he observed, from their shape and size. "Yeah," Leigh sighed. "We need to in competition, to stop our pubic hair from sticking out the sides of our leotards." He proceeded to press and lick her clitty until her bucking, rolling hips indicated her readiness for penetration. He was fully erect in Mel's busy mouth, pulling away from her to crawl forward over her and slide his penis inside her warm sheath with her manual guidance. "Oooh Christ, that's just too gorgeous," she gasped, clamping her strong vaginal muscles on to his throbbing knob to pleasurably thrill him. He wasn't hanging about and rammed his pelvis to her exposed crotch with gusto, raising her into a sensual fever with his sweating body intimately pressing down upon hers. Mel moved up beside her and grazed on a nipple as Dan nipped and tweaked the other, rising to his knees and lifting her feet to his shoulders while banging away even harder at her erotically tingling twat. Her lovely boobs were so firm that they didn't flatten out at all, as she screwed, but jolted and quivered deliciously with every pounding thrust against her rear parts. She couldn't quite believe that anything would feel so good as he pumped his bottom faster and faster as orgasm inexorably approached for them both. He couldn't believe how strong they were and how easily they'd accepted the idea of fucking for fun. Other chicks had been pretty coy and modest until at least their third assignation and none of them had come to climax on a first fuck either. Mel knew intuitively that Leigh was going to come at any second, the two of them in a mad gallop of sexual exertion, so she slid down to cup Danny's scrotum in her small hand and gently manipulate it until he involuntarily went rigid, groaning without restraint as he squirted just the smallest drop of semen into her womb. She too went stiff as she climaxed, her legs tightening around his sweat- glistening torso and making him grunt while they delighted in repeated hot spasms of delight. "Shit, I love you guys," Leigh eventually told them in a bashful whisper. "That's the very best I've ever felt. I hope we can do it again." And they did, as it happens, on that day and for several years thereafter as their friendship continued. On the days that Danny wasn't about they got to discover the joys of sapphic love, both with each other and with Toni and Abby, who were happily bisexual too, this relationship expanding to include other partners in all female parties in Toni's flat and mixed gender parties in a wider social context. Girlfriend's Birthday This story is 100% fantasy based on actual people (whose names and personalities have been changed) Julia and I were lying in bed together one night, having just had some amazing sex. You know; the kind of sex that's romantic, lusty, raw, and compassionate all at the same time. The kind with the perfectly simultaneous orgasm. She had spent the last week out of town on business, and we had been long overdue for some great sex. Let me begin by describing ourselves. My name is Matt. I am a 23 year old male with short light brown hair, brown eyes, 5'7", average weight, and a 7 inch cock, cut, which I keep trimmed. Julia is 5'5" with a slender build that complements her 36D breasts and firm ass. She keeps her pubic hair perfectly clean shaven at all times. We maintain a very active sex life, regularly everything from manual to oral, and of course, vaginal sex. On rare occasions, we engage in anal sex, but it's not common. As we lay in bed, we started to talk about things from our pasts. She made a reference to the fact that she had drunkenly made out with women in her life. Of course, being a guy, this immediately made me around, but gave me the chance to tell her something I was going to open up to her about at some point. I've always considered myself straight, but with bi-curious thoughts. I took this opportunity to tell her about something that I had never told anyone until then. When I was in college, my roommate, Alex, was gay. I had hinted at that before, but never told her the full story. On more than occasion, Alex would suck my dick. Not always to completion, sometimes he would get it wet and hard and I would finish myself off while he watched. Other times I would masturbate and let him swallow my cum. I had never really thought of it as anything more than a means to get off. A blowjob is a blowjob. We never fucked, and I never took his cock, but as I told her this story, I could feel the wetness around her pussy. She confessed it was making her horny. "That's really hot," she said "You really think so , darlin?" I asked "Yeah... you know I love dude on dude." This was true. I had more than once walked in on her masturbating to gay porn. "You know, I would love to watch you with another guy some time." "Really? You'd like that?" "Fuck yes. My favorite fantasy is to watch you get your cock sucked by another guy." "Have you ever pictured me with a man?" "All the time. It's what I think about when I masturbate sometimes. You know, I'd really love to have a threesome some time with you and a guy." I was hesitant, but as we started talking more about it, I began to feel more open to the idea. Suddenly this was turning me on more than I thought it would. I asked her if she knew any one that might be interested. To my surprise, she told me that her gay friend Steven had jokingly suggested a threesome when the two of them were at lunch. We talked about the idea of going through with this, and decided that we were both okay with it. Julia's birthday was coming up, and I wanted to help her live out her fantasy. Furthermore, I knew she would reciprocate at some point. We established some basic ground rules, and planned to invite Steven over the following Thursday night. We agreed that Steven would suck my cock, likely to the point of orgasm, while Julia watched. We didn't discuss it, but it was implied that she would be naked as well. I knew she was going to have to masturbate, and I knew the fear of him fucking her was irrelevant, so these seemed to be easily agreeable terms. Her friend came over on the night we had planned and began to make himself comfortable on the couch. Laruen and I were leaving the next day to go on a weekend getaway together for her birthday, so the timing worked out well. The three of us killed some beers and bottle of cheap wine. Julia and I began to kiss and she rubbed both of our cocks through our jeans. As Julia unzipped my pants, I could see Steven's eyes shift to my cock. Julia whispered something in his ear and moved across the room to the loveseat. Her friend turned around to me and knelt down on his knees, taking my hard cock deep through the fly of my boxers and into his mouth. I absentmindedly moved my hands to the back of his head. He tugged at the boxers, trying to pull them down. I stood up, and he slid them down my legs, now leaving me completely naked. He grabbed my ass and pulled my cock deep into his throat. As I felt his lips glide down my shaft, I became increasingly aroused. Steven gave quite the possibly the second greatest blowjob I had ever had... Julia obviously being first. I glanced over to Julia, who was starting to get visibly aroused. We smiled at eachother, and she stripped off her jeans, leaving her in a tanktop which highlighted her very erect nipples and a pair of visibly wet panties. She wore an incredibly hot see-through thong made from white mesh fabric that stuck to her bare pussy, which she had just shaved this morning while in the shower with me. She leaned back and started to rub her crotch while she watched her friend give me an amazing blowjob. As his hands massaged my butt, I felt my dick becoming even more erect by the second until the strain was almost painful. Steven took his mouth off my shaft and proceeded to lick my balls. His tongue circled around my scrotum and he began to take my balls in his mouth, one at a time, still stroking my shaft ever so slowly as he sucked. I looked back up to my girlfriend, who had since peeled off her panties, and was laying on the loveseat, masturbating. I watched as she inserted two fingers into her pussy, fondling her tits through the fabric of her tank top. Her breath became more clearly defined, an obvious sign that she was enjoying this. She began to moan; soft at first, and then louder. This was the first time I had ever watched my girlfriend masturbate, barring the occasions when I had walked in on her, but we were both open with eachother about the fact that we both pleasure ourselves frequently. After her orgasm, Julia came over onto the couch and started to make out with me. She whispered into my ear, "I'm still horny, baby... Feel how wet my pussy is for you." I did as I was told, and began to rub my girlfriend's vag. It was dripping wet, and warmer than I had ever felt. Meanwhile, Steven's mouth was still going to town on my cock. He stopped to strip down to his briefs as the three of us began exploring each other. I peeled off my girlfriend's tanktop, leaving her naked, and marveled at her amazing breasts. No matter how long we've dated and no matter how many times I've seen her naked, the sigh of her tits never ceases to arouse me. I pulled her head in close to mine, and we began one of the most passionate make out sessions of our relationship. Our lips met and grazed lightly. As they parted, we very slowly began to rub each other's tongues with our own. She has always been an amazing kisser, but tonight it was taken to new heights. I assumed that this was because I had never made out with anyone while having my dick sucked. My hands caressed her breasts, ass, and then started to finger her pussy. She slowly started to rub her friend's dick through the fabric of his underwear. She stuck her hand into the elastic and pulled out a thick 6 inch cock, which was uncut. Steven took his mouth off my dick just long enough to stand up and take off his briefs. He kept his pubes shaved, and his balls were hanging low from his shaft. I watched as my lover began to stroke this other guy's dick. She moved her hands up and down his cock, pulling the foreskin back with each stroke. Normally this would have bothered me, but our friend was so weirded out by the idea of a girl touching his penis that he pushed her hand away and began to jerk off. The sight of Julia's body, the warm blowjob from Steven, and the fact that I was still simultaneously making out with my hot girlfriend and feeling her pussy drip onto my leg, all became too much to bear. I couldn't take it anymore, and I began to feel my cum brewing inside my body. I began to get short of breath and moan with pleasure as I erupted into Steven's mouth. As my orgasm took hold of my body, I shot load after load after load of my hot juice, and the man took it like a pro, savoring every last drop as he sucked every drop out of the tip of my throbbing cock before swallowing it down his throat. He continued to lick my balls as my hard-on subsided. Steven, still jerking off, obviously enjoyed sucking my impressive cock, as it didn't take him long to cum. It was only about 5 minutes after peeling off his underwear that he began moaning with that intensity that only an impending orgasm can produce. He finally shot his load into the briefs he had dropped on the floor. Between watching her friend suck off her boyfriend, the sight of two naked men in decent physique, and the two fingers I was inserting into her vagina, I could tell Julia enjoyed this, as I felt her pussy contract on my fingers and her wetness began to increase dramatically as she watched her friend swallow my cum. She began to scream and moan with pleasure as her own climax swept through her beautiful body. The three of us sat naked on the couch together, basking in our orgasms. Eventually, Steven got dressed and left, giving Julia and I time to finish packing. When we finally climbed into bed late that night, we had the most amazing sex of our entire relationship, and kicking off the most sex-crazed weekend either of us had either experienced. Girlfriend's Dad Some adult stories you can read deal with young women and the father's of their best friend. Or something like that. My story is a bit different. It concerns my initial seduction and willing participation with my girlfriend's father and some of his friends. I was eighteen years old and it was summer, 1970. My girlfriend, Margie, and her family were going to be out of town on vacation for a few weeks and her parents asked me if I would watch the house, clean the pool and such. Since it sounded like an easy summer job, I agreed. As the time approached it was made apparent that Margie's Dad, Chuck, would be home a week or so before the rest of the family because of business. The exact date wasn't defined, but I'd know when I came by and Chuck would be home. Now, besides Margie, I should make it clear that her entire family liked me, especially her mother and father. Chuck was probably in his early forties. He was strong and slim, with brown hair and long sideburns that were the rage in those days. His eyes were a piercing blue. He had a tremendous sense of humor. A few times, Chuck had picked me up on my way home from school and driven me home. We had a great time whenever we were together. Once the Engle's had left town, I had the entire house to myself. It was a sprawling single story ranch home with a large yard and pool in the back. The yard was sheltered by trees that kept the neighbors from looking in. Of course, all those trees meant leaves and thus I had to do a lot of raking and pool cleaning. After the first couple of days taking care of the place, I realized I could walk around naked and no one would see me. The house was surrounded on all sides by a tall fence as well as large, mature trees. It was a pretty daring thing to do. I finally got up the courage and took off my clothes. First, I walked around the house until I began to get comfortable. Then I would go outside and work in the yard or clean the pool. At the first hint of a voice from next door, I'd bolt inside and get dressed again. But eventually, after five or six days, I would just come over to the house, take off my clothes and do my chores. Then I'd lounge around the pool, do some swimming and work on my tan. After ten days I had a killer tan. Day fourteen was no different than any other. I got to the house, took off my clothes, and got to work. I swept around the pool, raked some leaves, pulled some weeds. I used the big net and scooped the leaves and twigs out of the pool. Finally, I dove in and swam for a while. Then I retired to the lounge chair. I was feeling quite pleased with myself when I heard a voice from close behind me. "You look pretty hot laying there. Nice tan, too." I nearly jumped out of my skin. I leapt to my feet to find Chuck standing there, a grin on his face and nothing else. I was really off balance now. My girlfriend's father had caught me naked in his back yard and here he was standing in front of me, naked too! "Sit down, "he said, making a patting motion with his hand, "relax, it's fine. I run around here naked as often as I can." I sat back down in the lounge and he pulled up another next to me. Before he sat down he said "Something to drink? How about a vodka and lime?" I'd never had alcohol before so I just nodded yes. Wow! Was Marge's Dad cool or what? Chuck was back in a couple of minutes and he handed me a drink. "Just sip it," he said. He sat down next to me and sipped his drink and we talked. I asked him how the vacation was and he described in detail what the family had been doing. We talked about taking care of the house. We talked about the weather. Probably because I was nervous, I finished my drink pretty quickly. As we talked, I found my eyes drifting to Chuck's cock, lying almost casually on his thigh. It was the biggest cock I'd ever seen. I'd seen plenty out of the corner of my eye in gym class showers, but nothing like this. It was probably six or eight inches soft and I had no idea how big it would get erect. In comparison, my teenage cock was probably only five or six inches hard. I was a really getting confused. I jerked my eyes away, realizing I had been staring. I looked at Chuck and realized he was looking at my cock! I felt myself blushing and at the same time I could feel myself getting hard. Oh no! Not now! I looked over at Chuck and he was smiling! "That's a nice strong cock you've got there," he said, and before I could say anything, he reached over and took it in his hand. He squeezed slightly and then began to slowly stroke me up and down. I gasped at the feeling. It was one thing to do this to myself, another to have it done to me. I had fantasized about Margie doing this, but not her Dad. Pretty drunk now, I closed my eyes and laid back. I heard the squeak of Chuck's lounge chair. I half realized through closed eyes he was kneeling next to my chair. I nearly blew my wad when I felt his mouth on my cock! My eyes snapped open. There was Chuck, sucking my cock. He continued for a moment, then began to lick my cock up and down. Then he would take my young balls in his mouth and suck. He went back to sucking me and I saw him wet a finger on his left hand. A moment later I felt it probing at my ass. It was too much. I cried out, realizing I was coming. I tried to push him away, but he stubbornly refused to let go. With a gush, I came in his mouth. As I was coming, I realized he was slipping a finger up my ass. After he had sucked me dry, he let me go and sat up on his lounge chair. "Did you like that?" I could only nod. "There's more," he smiled. He began to rub my chest in a circular motion. He would pause ever few moments and pinch my tits. He was getting me aroused again. I looked down and his cock was only inches away. He saw where I was looking. "Go ahead," he said softly, "hold it." I reached out and tentatively touched him. His cock stirred at my touch. "Hold it," he whispered. I wrapped my hand around his growing erection. I could hear him moan softly under his breath. "Now stroke me, just like you'd bring yourself off". I started a jackhammer move on his cock. He grabbed my hand. "Maybe a little slower," he said and showed me what he wanted. I stroked him back and forth. I kept my eyes glued to his cock. After a few minutes of this, he suddenly wrapped his hand around mine. He stood and straddled my lounge chair. His hot cock was now inches from my face. "Suck it," he said quietly, "take it in your mouth. Remember how good it felt when I did it to you?" I didn't even hesitate. He moved forward and I met him halfway. I opened my mouth and took a little of the head. I sucked on it, then licked around it with my tongue. He pushed forward gently and I opened as wide as I could. Slowly, I took in more and more. There was no way I could get all of it in, not this first time. He must have been nine or ten inches. But I worked up and down diligently. I even licked up and down the shaft, then took his balls in my mouth. He groaned and I sucked harder. Then I worked my way back up his shaft and took him in my mouth again. His hands clasped my head and he guided me. Eventually he held my head and pumped in and out. I took as much as I could, trying not to gag. His tempo gradually increased and I knew he was going to come soon. It didn't even occur to me to pull away. Suddenly he groaned loudly and my mouth was filling with warm, salty cum. For the first time. Not the last. I sucked as hard as I could and swallowed in self defense. He kept me on his cock until it was too painful for him and he pulled away. He flopped down on his lounge chair and sighed. "Wow, that was great. Thanks." He reached for his unfinished drink. I felt strangely proud at his comment. After a bit he finished his drink, then went and got two more. I drank some to wash down the taste of his cum. He rolled over on one side and, leaning on an elbow, talked some more. Did I like that? Yes, very much. Would you want to do it again? Oh yes, I said. "Come here", he said and made room for me on his lounge. I snuggled next to him, face to face. Our cocks began to rise again. I felt his growing between us on my stomach. He leaned close and kissed me. I was startled at first. Then I felt his tongue probing. I had no resistance thanks to the liquor. I opened my mouth and returned his kiss. Our tongues fought a long duel, for at least a half and hour. I felt one of his hands on my ass. He was kneading and clutching. As we continued, I felt his hand trail down the crack of my ass. His finger began to probe again. I tried to pull away for a bit, but he was insistent. Pulling away from his finger meant I was closer to him. "Relax", he whispered and kissed me again. He began to kiss his way down my face and chest. He stopped at my nipples and sucked hard. The feeling sent me to heaven. He bit down carefully and I could feel myself twitch in excitement. He broke the kiss long enough to lick his finger. Then he went back to work on my tits while his finger returned to it's probing. Half drunk, I gave in. I relaxed as much as I could and tried to stretch my legs wider. Sensing victory, he probed harder. I suddenly realized that he had his middle finger all the way up my ass. He began to pump it in and out, slowly at first. For the first minute it hurt a bit, but then I began to loosen up and it started to feel good. Chuck returned to my mouth and our tongues resumed their duel. After a few minutes he broke the kiss and pulled back. His finger withdrew from my ass. He looked me in the eyes. "Are you willing to try something else? It might hurt some at first, I'll warn you. But I'm sure you'll like it." How could I refuse my girlfriend's father? "Okay," I said. He gave me hug and got up. "I'll be right back." And headed into the house. I took the opportunity to gulp down the last of my drink. Chuck was back in a moment with a jar of Vaseline. "Now trust me on this. It may hurt a bit but, like my finger, you'll get used to it. But if it's too painful just let me know." I nodded. I still wasn't sure what was going on. He lifted me up and put me face down on the lounge chair, my knees on the patio. It felt weird to have my butt exposed to the air. Chuck knelt behind me. I turned my head around to watch. He scooped some of the Vaseline from the jar and rubbed it on my asshole. His fingers gently probed inside again. He did this a couple of times, until I was very slick inside. He held my eye as he then took some and smeared it on his cock. Oh! I thought to myself. I suddenly realized what was going on. Chuck coated his cock and then leaned in to my ass. "Just relax," he said. I felt the tip of his cock at my ass and he gently pushed. Then pushed harder. I was starting to stretch and it was starting to hurt. But I bit my lip and tried to relax. I rested my forehead on the chaise lounge and tried to relax. Chuck kept pushing forward and suddenly he was past the muscle ring and slid in. The pain ebbed a bit. He carefully pumped in and out, going a little further each time. He was right, I began to get used to it. It was beginning to feel good. "Are you okay?" he asked gently. I nodded and raised my head. I turned and looked at him and could see him behind me, impaled in me. "Yeah, I'm great. Don't stop." He grinned at this and started to pump in and out faster. I turned and laid my head down on the lounge. His hands clasped my hips to keep me with him. He began to pull me into his thrusts and I seconded him. He thrust harder and faster. I could hear the squishing sound of his well lubed cock and it went in and out of my ass. I could feel his pubic hairs on my ass everytime he thrust and his big balls would slap mine. "You like this don't you?" he hissed. I nodded. "Well, you're my boy now. I've got my cock up your ass. Tell me how you like it". "I like it," I started lamely. "I want your cock in my ass. Fuck my ass. Be my big daddy and fuck my ass." I didn't know where the words were coming from, but they felt right. They must have felt right to him too, because he began to slam me harder. With one hand he reached underneath me and grabbed my cock. He forced me back onto all fours so he could stroke me. His hand flew up and down my little five inch teenage cock. In moments, I could feel myself reaching the brink. "Yeah," grunted, "I've got your tight little ass now. I'm gonna cum in your hot little teenage ass!" Then he cried out and I felt him push into me hard. I knew he was coming. He stroked me hard and squeezed and I was cumming too, all over his hand and my chest. He held himself up with his other hand. I could feel his cock softening and retreating in me. Then with a plop, he came out. Cum dripped down my ass onto my balls. It felt wonderful. Chuck turned me over and pulled me up on the lounge. He lay on top of me and kissed me again, hard. I put my arms around his neck and pulled him to me. I relaxed into him. Suddenly, I realized I didn't want Margie as much as I had before. It was going to be an interesting summer, I thought.