1 comments/ 83095 views/ 3 favorites Pop Music Ch. 01 By: Barnaby Katie awoke with a start but whatever nightmare she had seen was quickly forgotten as reality crept in on her. It was dark. Out of the corner of her eye, she detected a brightening glow outside her bedroom window and turned to see the full moon seemingly roll out from behind a cloud. She had slept the whole day away. Like some sort of sensual werewolf, the full moon always made her horny. She stretched her arms and lay back on the bed. Her hands soon found their way to her crotch and began a slow teasing rub across the damp material of her thong. Warm shudders ran through her thighs and her breathing became more pronounced. Two fingers pushed aside the cotton panel and spread her thick, full-blooded lips apart as she envisioned her boyfriend’s throbbing 7 inches, highlighted all the more in memory. In a moment a third finger from the other hand jabbed itself deep and hard into her aromatic vagina, simulating the rhythm of her fantasy. Suddenly an idea intruded: her vibrator. She rolled over, retrieved her pink toy from its shoebox hiding place next to her bed and clicked on the familiar hum of the smooth plastic cock substitute, even as her thoughts returned to the real sausage that had inhabited her hole less than 24 hours earlier. Light shivers shot through her entire body and she moaned meaningless words in ecstasy as she slowly zeroed in on her clit. Katie teased herself over and over right to the brink before finally giving in. At the peak of her orgasm, she poked her handy little appliance full force up into the pretty flower of her pussy. Beneath closed eyelids, boyfriend Max’s ever more impressive dick fired its luscious cream into her mind as tiny groans of pleasure exploded into uncontrollable screams of joy! Her thighs were shaking and her pussy was soaked. Goosebumps appeared all over her body and sweat dripped off her forehead but, even as her moment dwindled away, Katie knew that it was not enough. It had barely scratched her itch. Just then, she thought she heard a knock on the door downstairs. She brushed back her hair and threw on a seldom-used bathrobe as she hustled down the stairs to check. Looking through the spyhole, she saw her best friend, Betty. She threw open the door with a “Hey!” and a big hug for her startled friend. “What are you doing here?” The attractive, shy brunette stammered “I…I…I…tried…to call you all day and nobody answered. I know how your Saturday nights go sometimes and, well…I was getting a little worried.” “Awwww, Betts you’re sweet,” Katie said as she used her palms to gently caress her friend’s face, going so far as to give her an unexpected peck on the lips. “What are you….d…doing?!” the other girl complained as she pulled away. With a wicked grin that filled her whole face, Katie just pulled Betty inside and locked the door, motioning her to the big red couch in the living room. Betty was about to say something else when Katie put her finger to her mouth to shush her. “I love you, Betty,” she whispered softly as she encouraged the robe to slip off her shoulders and fall to the floor, leaving her standing completely naked for the first time in front of the admiring eyes of her best friend since childhood. Betty seemed hypnotized, her eyes wide and a bit of a smile on her open lips. She made no attempt to stop Katie as she joined her on the couch, pulling off her clothes between increasingly more passionate kisses. Unable to control her own long-frustrated desires as her friend’s touch made her shiver, Betty began lightly stroking Katie’s full melon-shaped breasts, pinching their dark berry nipples erect. Katie cooed and calmed the girl with her pleasures. Lying back on the couch, she gently directed her new lover to the still sopping heaven between her legs. Betty rubbed and squeezed the hairy mound so much like her own, running her fingers back and forth through the crack and pausing every so often to lick the tasty wetness from them. How often had she done this to herself? How often had she fantasized about just what a sexual experience could be like with Katie? Spreading the slick, shiny labia apart, she dipped first one, then two and finally three fingers hesitantly into Katie’s hole, pushing way up into her squishy depths to appreciative moans. Katie just enjoyed, letting her best friend explore her body at her own speed, running her virgin eyes and hands all over her titties, her coochie and her butt. Eventually, Betty was bold enough to kiss Katie’s lower lips, making sure to take a deep nasal breath to get the full effect. Katie took advantage of the moment and used her hands to hold Betty’s head to her crotch. Not that Betty would’ve moved it. She instinctively licked all the juice she could find from around the lips and then began making tightening circles on and around the dancing little clit. Soon Katie wanted more, though and prompted her lover into spinning around to the classic sixty-nine position. She was now lying flat on the sticky couch with Betty’s tight, smooth ass right at her face. They wasted no time trading favors as Betty continued to slurp away at her new favorite food and Katie aimed her own experienced tongue squarely at the other girl’s virgin bush. Betty followed her mentor’s lead and the two were soon lapping at each other’s melting clits as they humped each other’s faces. As each lover’s climax built, they both became wild, cunt-eating cannibals, attacking each other’s quim ever more intently, triggering multiple orgasms. Their moans and screeches of pleasure were drowned out by the job at hand (or mouth) but the tears of joy on each woman’s face mingled with the other’s pussy juices to create a salty, tangy treat greedily licked up as things settled down to an afterglow. To say that Betty immediately felt embarrassed and self-conscious would be an understatement. She grabbed a pillow and held it in front of her as she sat up. “Oh my gosh!” laughed Katie. “You were wonderful!” “W…Was I?” Betty could still taste Katie in her mouth but now that the moment had passed, it all felt so wrong. “Betts, I came like a flood and…uhhh…so did you!” As she said it, she wiped her hand across her sticky face and licked her lover’s juices with a sigh. Betty blushed. “You know, I’ve told you for years, you just need to let yourself go and enjoy life as it happens! I’ve had ten lovers since I turned 18 three years ago, eleven now counting you. Big cocks, small cocks, thick, thin. Older guys, young guys, fat guys. In every case I wanted them at the time and they wanted me! What’s wrong with two people wanting to make each other feel good in this stupid world?” “I….Well, I…” “How many lovers have you had in that same time?” Betty held up her fingers in a zero effect. “None! Exactly. I think tonight, we learned that you can be a tiger when you come out of your shell. Now we need to get your cherry popped and I think I know just the cock to do it.” “No! No! I couldn’t. This is all….so…so fast. I mean, I just came over to…” “It’s not fast, you’ve been putting this off for years. I love pussy but once you touch a boy’s prick…Mmmmmmmm!Yum! It’s easy. It’s fun. You’ll find out soon enough.” “What are you doing?” Katie’s still sticky fingers began hitting the buttons on her cell phone. “If your best friend can’t get you laid on short notice, what good is she? Don’t worry. I’ll be with you the whole time. I want to watch you lose it. You’re gonna love it! Oh, Hello, Max? Honey, I’ve got a really big favor to ask you.” To Be Continued… Pop Music Ch. 02 Max could not believe he was doing this…and he still didn’t have a clue as to why. Katie was crazy, that much he definitely knew. In the two months since they first hooked up, she would ask the most bizarre things of him and he’d do them without question. When she wanted a quickie in the rooftop express elevator of the tallest building in town, he had gotten it up. When she wanted to make out in a stall of the ladies room at the Mall, he was good to go. He told himself he appreciated her for her eccentricities but privately, he doubted her sanity. Her hormones just never died down and when she was hot, nothing was out of the question. Just getting her late-night phone call had gotten him stirring but now he found himself driving downtown to her office at nearly midnight on a Sunday. Her wish was his command. By the time a nearby church clock signaled the new day, Max was standing at the front door of the insurance company where Katie worked, hoping a suspicious policeman didn't come driving down the street because he would have no earthly idea what to tell him. Soon enough, he saw Katie’s familiar blue Chevy park down the block and watched her get out…but she was not alone. He walked up to meet the girls as they approached the office. “Hey! You ‘member my friend Betty?” Katie asked. “Uh…yeah. Hi. What exactly is going on here?” he inquired while Katie checked the virtually deserted street for witnesses. She then unlocked the office door, turned off the alarm and the security cam and led the other two inside. On the way downtown, Betty had convinced herself, with a little help from her friend’s hand inside her panties, that she really was ready for her first fuck and that it didn’t matter who that was. While their smiling leader led them silently into the darkness of the basement breakroom, Betty surprised Max and herself by fondling his tight butt as they walked. Finally, Katie clicked on the lights and announced her intentions to Max. “Betty is tired of being a virgin, honey. She needs a really good fucker for her first time and right now, you’re the best fucker I know so I decided to share you so we could make her first time the best!” “Hey, look! I can’t just screw a girl I barely know just ‘cause you tell me to!, Max protested. “I mean, I don’t even have a condom!” “Look, guys screw girls they barely know all the time. It’s a biological thing. And you don’t need a condom. She’s never been with ANYONE, remember? Consider it a present, lover! I give you a horny virgin and my permission…and her permission…to pop her. Do you know what most guys would do for that?” Max knew she had a point. He was already oozing in his pants when the intended “victim” unzipped them and fell to her knees admiring the first cock she’d ever seen outside of PLAYGIRL. Katie laughed her most wicked laugh. “Don’t worry. I think Betty can get you in the mood.” As in her recent lesbian encounter, Betty thrived on experimentation, using her tongue to explore every aspect of his prick, from the glans and the shaft to the sweaty balls. She savored the different fleshy flavors and the musky male smells. She gagged as she tried to go too far down on his cock on her first try. She realized that she’d need a lot more practice to do that but Max moaned appreciatively at the effort. While Betty worked diligently below, Katie had removed Max’s shirt and was playing in the hairy garden of his chest while they swapped tongues lustfully. By this point, Max knew that he was going to go along with this in spite of any better judgement he might have shown had he been stronger. After awhile, Betty lay down on the leather couch in the breakroom and spread her legs wantonly, her eyes glazed with what looked to Max like pure lust. Betty’s body was thinner, less full then Katie’s but no less enticing. Her breasts were small but her nipples were big and already painfully hard. She held out her arms to him and he slowly mounted her. “Wait, wait, wait! I get to do it!” Katie grabbed Max’s dick and began to tease Betty’s wet pussy with it as he hovered over her. Finally, their eyes locked and Katie literally slid Max into her friend. Max couldn’t believe the tightness of her virgin snatch and it took a few minutes of gentle pushing before he broke her hymen. He could tell when it happened by the sudden painful grimace on Betty’s face. From that point on, he slid all the way up her well-lubed passage so that his balls rested against her ass. Katie sat on the matching leather chair, giggling and rubbing herself like lightning as she watched her childhood friend’s deflowering. Max pushed himself in and out of the young woman’s pelvis. Her cunt muscles seemed to be trying to choke him they were so tight. He watched her face as her head twitched side to side, eyes closed and seemingly oblivious to his presence at this point. She murmured incoherently and moaned with each thrust. Unable to take it anymore, Katie suddenly leapt up. “Hold it!” she yelled startling Betty out of her revelry. “Time to change positions, people.” She rearranged the duo to make room for herself. Now, Max was lying on his back on the couch with Betty straddling his groin and Katie lowering her silky snatch onto his face. The two girls traded long wet kisses as they leaned over the male meat below them, alternately bouncing to their respective pleasures. For his part, Max had no choice in the matter. He was forced to get the two girls off over and over, their juices draining down over his body. He let Betty do most of the work below the waist while he concentrated on licking Katie’s pretty pink flower. He loved the pungent aroma and the saucy taste. He could eat her for hours and still ask for more. Betty continued to work on developing an addiction to cock. The bulging veins, the engorged head, the bouncy balls and, best of all, that electric feeling that seared her mind and body each time he stabbed his wet red rod deep into her gut. She had never even imagined that she could feel like this! As the architect of the scheme, Katie marveled at how much Betty was enjoying herself. All of Betty’s inhibitions had gone by the wayside and she stuffed her friend’s big juicy titties into her mouth as she continued to bounce on her first cock. All of a sudden, the chain reaction started. “I….I can’t hold back anymore!” grunted Max into Katie’s lower lips. “I gotta! I gotta come!” “Fill me up, baby!” Betty purred. “I wanna feeeel you squirting so deep up in me!” Katie was a bit shocked by the sluttiness of Betty’s reaction but Max’s teeth nipping gently at her clit set her off, too. In the midst of all of this, Betty had discovered that her hands could nurture her own orgasm and all three of them moaned, groaned, grunted, howled and finally collapsed into a sweaty, giggly heap onto the plush carpet. Betty’s hand never strayed far from Max’s dwindling member. “C’mon! Get it up. I want more!” “Geez! I’ve created a cock-monster. Give him a little time, dear. Here. Let’s turn on the radio.” The strains of Kool and the Gang’s “Ladies’ Night” were finishing up and the deejay’s deep voice came on with“1982 was the year for that one here on WBRO. You’re listening to Rockin’ Soul oldies with Mulanna. Any ladies out there feeling hot tonight? Mmmmmmmmm! I am. I wish you were here with me baby. The night is young and I don’t want to be lonely. We’ve got the Gap Band coming up on the other side of this commercial.” “I love this music,” Katie said “and I always get so horny listening to Mulanna. Hey, wait a minute!” A wild and wicked plan was hatching in her mind. “Everybody get dressed. We’re gonna go down to BRO and make sure Mulanna’s not lonely tonight. You wanna try a black cock now, Betty?” TO BE CONTINUED