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Girl's Night

By: lace_panty_boy



My wife invited Judy over last Saturday evening to paint finger and toenails. About 7 O'clock Judy came over and we sat and drank a few margaritas. 

When it was time to start painting toes, the girls thought it would be cute if I would paint their toes. So my wife and Judy sat on the couch next to each other and I sat on the floor in front of them. 

Who knew there was so many steps to painting toenails? First there is a base coat, then two coats of paint, and then a clear sealer. I started with my wife painting the base coat. When I was done with my wife's toes she went out on the porch to have a cigarette leaving Judy and I with 10 naked toes.

Judy was wearing a skirt. As I was painting her toes I could hardly keep myself from staring at her thighs. When I was just about done with the second foot she caught me. I was so flustered that I finish the last two toes really quickly.

Judy went out to the porch with my wife and I got back on the couch to watch TV until it was time for the next coat. The girls came back in, made more drinks and I was back on the floor. Again I started with my wife and painted the first color coat. When I slid over to do Judy's her skirt was a lot higher than it was before. It took every ounce of strength not to stare are those beautiful thighs. When she had her head turned I got the peek that I wanted. I could see her panties now.

I felt like in any second I would be rock hard and that would be hard to explain. As I was finishing up the last toes I could feel the cool wetness that I was getting in my pants. I quickly excused myself when I was done and went to the master bathroom for more privacy and relieved the pressure that was building up. I was thinking about what was between Judy's thighs the whole time. I quickly cleaned up and returned to the family room.

When I came out of the bedroom, Judy was just exiting the bathroom. It was time for the second coat of paint, so as before I started with my wife's toes. Again when I got to Judy's toes I could hardly keep my eyes off of her thighs. However this time when I got a peek she was not wearing panties.

If she didn't have my attention then she did now. When I was done with their toes, we went back to the margaritas. After two more pitchers it was getting late, Judy was getting ready to leave and she asked it I would help carry a box of books that my wife had given her back to her house. The whole time walking to her house all I could think of was her panties.

Almost as soon as I got the box sat down on her living room floor she turned me around and started kissing me and caressing my body. She pulled off my t-shirt and I quickly returned the favor. I started unbuttoning her shirt and it before it made it to the floor I was unhooking her bra. While kissing we made it over to the couch. Judy sat down and left me standing in front of her. Judy started unzipping my jeans and pulled out my rock hard penis. She was licking the shaft and sucking the tip of it when I backed up and knelt down in front of her. I slid her ass to the edge of the couch, spread her legs and tasted what I had thinking about all night. She was really wet, her juices were almost dripping of my chin. I was licking her clit while finger fucking her with two fingers. Faster and faster my tongue and fingers went. I could feel her muscles tightening around my fingers so I scooted up and slid my rock hard cock inside of her. She quickly wrapped her legs around me. She was really moaning now and that was almost enough to make me explode. She reached down and started rubbing her clit while I was pumping inside of her. Louder and faster she moaned until she tightened up her legs so I couldn't pull out of her as she orgasmed.

I could feel her body shaking with her legs around me. When she let go of the grip of me with her legs, I pulled out of her finished myself on her belly. I sat down next to her on the couch and it was time for a cigarette. After the smoke, I grabbed her a towel it was time to get dressed again. I can hardly wait until it's girls night again.

Girls' Night



I am lying naked on my bed. My head is spinning from too much alcohol, and my penis aches from too much sex. I feel my wife's sultry body snuggled against my right side. Her head is resting on my shoulder, and her breathing stirs the hairs on my chest as she sleeps. I'm aware of her soft breasts pressed against my side, and her hand resting on my thigh.

Her best friend, Anne, is curled against my left side. She has one leg thrown over me. I feel her pubic hair, sticky and matted, against my thigh, and our mingled juices drain slowly from her pussy onto my leg. She coughs lightly in her sleep, and I catch a faint whiff of marijuana. 

I'm unable to sleep, and instead review the night's events, over and over again.

* * * * * 

For as long as I've known her, my wife Linda has gotten together with her friends from work every couple of months for a "girls night." Over the years most of the women have changed jobs, so this is really the only time they all get together.

Because we have a big house, the party is often here. I usually find an excuse to work late or get together with a friend, though on occasion Linda drafts me to help out in the kitchen. (The women all bring food, but it often needs organizing, heating, and so on.) I'm actually happy that we end up playing host. My wife was pretty wild before we were married, and some of her friends still have a tendency to push the limits. At least at our house I know where my wife is.

With summer drawing to a close, the girls decided they would have one final outdoor party (on our patio, of course), with a "luau" theme. Linda volunteered me as bartender, so I made sure we had all the ingredients for mai tais, daiquiris, and other "tropical" drinks. Linda laughed hysterically when I came home from the store with a package of those little paper drink umbrellas, but they turned out to be a hit with the girls.

Tonight, the night of the party, we arranged torches and candles around the yard. I dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and a pair of surf shorts and set up the bar on the patio. Linda came downstairs wearing a bikini top that showed off her medium-size breasts, and a silk wrap-around skirt. With her long dark hair and deep tan, she carried off the Polynesian look really well. I loaded the CD tray with a mix of Hawaiian music we'd picked up as souvenirs on our last vacation, as well as some pretty good slack-string guitar CDs. I started the music and turned on the outdoor speakers just as the girls started to arrive.

As I said, some of Linda's friends are on the wild side, and the outfits they wore were pretty revealing. Anne, probably Linda's best friend, was wearing a tiny string bikini that barely covered her small tits, and a fake "grass skirt." I saw flashes of skin every time she moved her legs, and at first I was sure she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Eventually I concluded that she was wearing a thong. And yes, I did spend a lot of time "studying" her. Anne and I don't get along well; she's pretty irresponsible, and I worry about the things she talks Linda into doing. But I've always been fascinated by her body... much thinner than I usually like, and very little in the chest department, but somehow very erotic, and graceful in a cat-like way.

I was kept busy for the first couple of hours, mixing drinks and carrying around plates of finger food. I don't know where guys get the idea that women can't drink... I could hardly keep pace, mixing drinks for Linda and the eight other women. I drank very little myself. I try to keep track of how much everyone is having, and make sure they can drive safely before I let them leave. But after a while I noticed a couple of joints being passed around, and more or less gave up on keeping anyone sober. 

The party got pretty wild for a while. Linda had cranked up the stereo, and most of the girls were dancing. A couple had taken off their tops, claiming they wanted to dance "island style."

Anne came by the bar, a joint in her hand. "So is mister In-Control ready to lighten up a little? I scored some Maui and thought it would be appropriate," she said.

I think she just wanted be make sure I knew that she had brought the pot. 

I shrugged my shoulders and said "why not?"

Anne took a long hit from the joint, filling her lungs. She then leaned over and pressed her lips to mine, teasing my lips apart with the tip of her tongue. As my lips parted, she slowly blew a long stream of smoke deep into my lungs.

When she'd emptied her lungs into mine, she grinned at me and said, "better stay behind the bar for a while. You wouldn't want Linda to see the bulge in your shorts." I watched, red faced, as she walked away, swaying her hips, flashes of her firm little ass showing through the swishing grass skirt.

It wasn't bad advice, I decided. Fortunately there weren't too many more requests for drinks or snacks. In fact, the party started to break up pretty early, around 10:30. The alcohol and pot had taken their toll, and everyone seemed pretty wiped. Some of the girls had husbands or boyfriends waiting at home, and a couple even had kids. Frankly, I wasn't sorry to see everyone leaving. I'd been pretty turned on all night, and my cock was aching to slide into Linda's tight pussy.

Since I was still reasonably sober, I managed to pair up those who were too drunk to drive with more sober friends to get them home safely, and called a cab for one of the girls. They could sort out the car situation tomorrow!

Soon it was down to just Linda, Anne, and two others who I didn't know very well, Kelly and Jen. Unfortunately, they showed no signs of being ready to quit. When they called for another round of drinks, I decide it was time to move the party inside so the neighbors could get some sleep. I got everyone into the living room by the simple expedient of moving the food and drinks inside. I then turned off the outside speakers, switched on the inside set, and closed the windows. 

Since the girls seemed to have everything they needed for the moment, I went into the kitchen to do a little cleaning up. A could hear them talking and laughing loudly in another room. After a few minutes, Linda poked her head into the kitchen and said, "Come on! We're going to play a game, and we need you." She was slurring a little and walking unsteadily, so I figured I'd better join the party in the living room to see what they were up to. 

They had placed a straight-backed chair in the center of the room, and arranged the rest of the furniture around it. I had no idea what they were up to, but I knew that I was going to be the subject of their fun. My suspicions were confirmed when they told me to sit in the chair. I was a little tired, so I figured I'd sit down and go along with whatever they had in mind. Immediately the four women surrounded me. Pulling out some long scarves, they quickly tied my wrists to the chair behind my back. Linda produced a long, wide strip of flowered silk. It was supposed to be the top that went with her skirt, but she'd decided to wear the bikini top instead. She wrapped the cloth around and around my head at eye level and tied it off, effectively blindfolding me.

One of the girls, I think it was Jen, said, "wait, he needs a drink before we start!"

I felt a glass pressed to my lips and tilted; I had no choice but to swallow. It was mostly rum... I knew it wasn't one of the drinks I had mixed, so they must have retrieved the supplies from the bar while I was in the kitchen. 

Jen took away the glass, and Linda announced, "We're going to play a game called guess who. Dave, you need to guess, and each time you guess wrong you have to take a drink. Now I'm going to start out, so the first guess will be free!"

I still didn't have any idea what she was talking about, but the girls laughing loudly, so I knew I was about to find out. 

Suddenly I felt my wife's lips against mine. She pressed her mouth against mine and thrust her tongue between my lips. I stiffened and resisted at first, but Linda knows I love deep, passionate kissing, and soon I let myself go and enjoyed the sensations of her tongue exploring my mouth. In fact, I was uncomfortably aware that my cock was starting to get hard again. After a few minutes, she broke away and said, "guess who?"

"Uh, Linda?" I said, doing a poor job of acting unsure.

"Damn! You guessed!" she replied. "OK, quiet everyone. I'll point to the next person."

A moment later, I felt another mouth on mine. This kiss was nothing like Linda's. I felt my lips being bitten, lips sucking and pulling at mine, a tongue thrusting into my mouth and then retreating. It was almost an attack, but it felt unbelievably erotic. I felt my cock getting harder, and suddenly I knew who was kissing me. The instant she stopped, I announced, "that's got to be Anne!"

I heard her whisper in my ear, "good guess, bar boy. Now how are you going to hide that stiff cock?" I gasped as I felt her quickly run her fingernails down the length of my shaft.

I didn't get a chance to respond, because another set of lips immediately pressed against mine. Once again, the kiss was completely different. I felt large, soft tits pressed against me, and inhaled the scent of sweet, flowery perfume. The lips that met mine were soft and full, and the kiss was sweet, slow, and tender. I racked my brain trying to remember who had been wearing the flowery perfume... I knew I had smelled it earlier in the evening. But it was actually a guess when I finally said, "Jen?"

"Damn," Jen's voice exploded. "You're too good at this!"

At that point I heard the doorbell ring. I guessed that one of the other women had forgotten something and come back for it. I wondered what she'd think when she saw me tied to a chair in the living room. But there was no obvious reaction. I heard voices and what sounded like introductions, but couldn't tell who was at the door.

"OK, back to the game," announced my wife. 

Another pair of lips touched mine, tentatively at first, and then a little firmer. A tongue just brushed my lips, teasingly. I felt soft breasts against me again, and the same perfume scent, but this time much stronger. I wondered it the girls were playing a trick on me. Jen and Kelly had similar builds, and the tits pressed against my chest could belong to either girl. But I decide to play it straight and not second-guess them. 

"Well, this must be Kelly, since everyone else has already kissed me."

"Right," said Linda. She sounded excited, and I sensed something was up. "That's four out of four so far."

So far?

And then to my surprise, someone else was kissing me. I felt a warm body pressing against me. Smaller tits than Jen or Kelly, but definitely a nice feel. The mouth on mine was warm as well, and soon our lips were parted, our tongues twisting together. Whoever was kissing me was hot! I was pretty disappointed when our kiss ended.

"OK, guess who?" demanded Linda.

"How can I guess? I have no idea. I give up!"

"Alright!" said a strange voice, as the girls erupted into cheers. A moment later I felt a glass against my lips. 

"Hey, no fair" I tried to protest, but once again I was forced to swallow a healthy dose of mostly rum.

"So, neighbor, you don't recognize my kissing?" said the new voice. 

That was the clue I needed. This had to be Kim, our new neighbor. She and her husband Erik had moved in a couple of months ago. We'd met a few times, and had them over for a barbeque one night, but really didn't know each other well.

"Eric had a long day at work today and decided to go to bed. I heard the music over here and hoped you guys would still be partying!"

"Well, you're welcome to join us," I said, suddenly feeling foolish to be making polite conversation with a woman who had just kissed me as I was tied to a chair blindfolded.

It was actually Anne who rescued me from further conversation. "Kim needs a big drink to catch up, and then we can start the next round!"

With Anne taking charge, I was worried about what the "next round" might entail. But I had to admit, this whole thing was a fantastic turn-on. And if nobody else seemed to care about the throbbing erection in my shorts, I wasn't going to worry bout it either.

The girls soon got organized, and I felt them drawing close around me. I couldn't see what was happening, but they were once again laughing. I heard Jen exclaim, "Oh my god," and then suddenly something soft pressed against my face.

My mouth opened almost involuntarily, and my tongue began to explore, before I realized that I was taking a nipple into my mouth. Shocked, I tried to move my head back, but someone's hand stopped me, and the breast was pressed more firmly against my face.

Giving in, I began to explore the soft flesh being offered to me. I sucked ran my tongue around the nipple slowly, sensing the shape of the breast, which seemed to be of moderate size and firm. I flicked my tongue over the nipple a few times, and then sucked on it. Just then the nipple was pulled away; the woman in front of me shift position, and offered me her other tit. I continued to suck and lick, almost forgetting the game. When I did recall, I almost panicked. This could definitely be Linda's tit I was sucking. But our neighbor Kim had a similar build. Would Linda really let me suck another woman's nipples in front of all her friends? And what would she say if I guessed wrong? As the woman started to remove her nipple from my mouth, I quickly nipped it with my teeth.

"Ow!" she exclaimed. 

"Aha," I said, "that was Kim." I must have been feeling the alcohol, because I was ridiculously pleased with myself for being so clever.

The girls weren't buying it. They began chanting "cheater!" and I soon found myself forced to take another drink.

Someone else was leaning close to me, and whispering in my ear, "you bite my nipple and I'll rip your balls off!" Anne's voice, and her attitude, were unmistakable. A moment later, I felt her nipple brushing my lips.

Now as I said, Anne is pretty flat chested. There was little curve or softness in the tit that was pressed against my face, but I was surprised at how hard her nipple was, and how far it projected. I found myself getting really aroused at the through of sucking on Anne's tits. Despite her warning, I began to suck hungrily, working my mouth over her tit, sucking, nibbling, and biting. She shifted position to give me access to her other tit, and when I had sufficiently mauled it, she once again offered me the first. She was breathing heavily when she finally pulled away and announced, "no need to guess... he knows whose tit he was sucking." Once again, her fingernails raked my hard cock, and I could feel a large wet spot spreading on my shorts.

Another woman offered herself... a large, full breast pressed softly against my face. I kissed the soft skin, exploring with my lips and tongue, before taking the nipple between my lips. I recognized the light scent of flowers, and quickly announced, "mmm... this lovely tit belongs to Jen!"

Next came Linda. I knew instantly that it was my wife, and so put on a show for the other girls, pulling her nipples with my lips and teeth, flicking my tongue over them until she was moaning and squirming against me. She was pretty drunk, and if the other girls hadn't made her stop, I think she would have gone a lot farther.

The final girl was Kelly. She gave me her nipple but didn't seem to really get into it the way the other girls had. I kissed and sucked for a few seconds before announcing her name.

The girls didn't seem sure of what to do next, since I had been pretty successful in my guesses. They disappeared into the kitchen for a while, so I couldn't hear the discussion, and I sat there trying to get my erection under control. 

When they returned, Linda announced, "OK, Dave did pretty good at guessing, so he's the winner. Now we're going to have a competition among the girls. This is Kim's idea, so she will explain the rules as soon as we make some preparations."

I sensed that this was mostly for my benefit, because the girls clearly had something planned. I felt then moving close to me, and then felt hands on me. My shirt was unbuttoned and pulled open, my shorts were opened and pulled off, and finally my underwear was removed. I couldn't do much to resist, with my wrists tied to the chair, but I doubt I would have anyway. The drinks were really starting to hit me, and it was pretty hot being undressed by a bunch of half naked women. I enjoy the sensation of tits rubbing over my skin as they pulled my clothes off. In a few minutes I was sitting there completely exposed, my cock standing stiffly. I heard admiring comments as the girls leaned in close, rubbing their bodies against mine.

"Listen up girls and boy," said Kim, "here are the rules. We'll draw lots to determine the order of play. Each of us gets 90 seconds. On your turn, you can do anything you want and touch anything you want, but you cannot take off your panties.... or pull them aside! We each get one shot. If you can give Dave an orgasm, then you get to do anything you want with him! And if he gets through a whole round without having and orgasm, he gets to ask all of us to do anything he wants. Everybody got it?"

I could not believe what I was hearing. I know Linda had been wild in the past, and she could get pretty out of control when she and Anne were drinking... but this was Kim, our new neighbor! Was Linda really going to let her friends try to make me cum?

"As hostess, Linda gets to go first. Kelly, you're the official timer. Ready Linda? OK, go!"

It suddenly became clear. I still couldn't believe Linda was doing this, but by going first, I knew she would bring me to orgasm, and then have me take her to bed. As hard as my cock was, it wouldn't take much to make me explode.

I felt my wife kneel between her legs, felt her tongue licking slowly up and down my cock. Knowing that the other women were watching was turning me on more than I thought possible. I began to squirm on the chair, trying to get Linda to go faster.

She licked her way to the tip of my cock, and I felt her hot, wet mouth close around the head. She paused for a moment, sucking, and then started to bob her head slowly, her lips moving up and down the first couple of inches of my cock with wet slurping sounds. We both knew what would come next... she would take me deeper for a few strokes, and then wrap her hand around my shaft, jerking me off as she sucked me, until I shot my cum into her mouth.

But instead, Linda continued to suck just the tip, pausing occasionally to tease me with her tongue, and then once again slurping up and down a few times. I was going crazy, thrusting my hips, trying to fuck her mouth, but she continued her slow pace, pulling back if I thrust too deep.

I couldn't believe it when Kelly called, "Time!"

"Darn," said Linda. "Looks like somebody else gets a shot at my husband. Who's next?"

I still couldn't believe what I was hearing. Linda knew damn well she could have made me cum in an instant. She was intentionally letting her friends have sex with me.

"Jen, your turn," said Kim.

Once again, I inhaled Jen's sweet perfume. She kissed me softly on the lips as her tits brushed my chest. I decided I really liked her... she had a soft, tender approach that was really endearing. She kissed her way down my body, pausing to flick her tongue across my nipples. Soon she was kissing my stomach, as she squeezed her big, soft tits around my cock. My shaft was slick and wet from Linda's spit, and a steady stream of precum was oozing from the tip and running down its length. I had no trouble sliding it up and down between her soft tits. I began to move my hips, fucking her boobs with long, steady strokes. I became really turned on by the thought of shooting my cum all over her, and I decided I wouldn't mind "loosing" to this woman at all. As gave myself a mental OK to let go, and I felt the familiar tightness starting to build in my balls and the base of my cock, when Kelly called the time once again, and Jen pulled away. She gave me one more light kiss on the lips before surrendering her position.




Girls' Night



"Kelly," said Kim, "it's your turn. Let me borrow your watch so I can time it?"

I felt Kelly brushing against me as she kneeled between my legs. As soon as Kim told her to start, she pressed he tits around my cock, just as Jen had done. The two women had very similar bodies, and the physical sensations were the same as I started to move. It felt really good to be rubbing my swollen cock over this woman's soft skin, but someone with Kelly there was no rapport, no connection. I was not surprised when Kim announced that the time was up.

Anne was next, and I knew I was in trouble. She had been teasing me all night. I don't know if she knew that her body was really turning me on, but there was no denying the sexual tension between us that night. 

"Well," she said, "Linda tried sucking you off, and Jen and Kelly let you fuck their tits. I'm assuming you do like girls, since you were staring at everyone's tits all night. So what's left? Maybe a hand job?" 

She bent down next to me and wrapped her hand around my shaft. In a way I was relieved. For some reason the thought of Anne's hard nipples brushing over my cock was almost more than I could stand. If she had decided to rub my slick cock against her chest, I would have cum instantly.

Instead, she began to jerk me off. Her movements were hard and spasmodic... there was no rhythm, as she jerked her hand up and down my cock, squeezing tightly, almost painfully. Like her earlier kiss, her actions were aggressive, almost angry. As she jerked my cock, she growled, "you want to cum like this Dave? With me jerking your cock until you shoot your load? Let's see how much your got in those tight little balls Dave."

As before, I was really turned on by her sexual energy, though I had no idea why. I knew that if I came like this, it was going to be a huge orgasm. But I also knew that the irregular rhythm of Anne's strokes was not going to get me off soon. When Kelly finally called time, Anne leaned close and whispered, "looks like you're still in control Dave. Too bad... I thought you wanted me."

I realized that there was just one more girl left... our neighbor Kim. There was a chance I might "win" this game! Kelly asked Kim if she was ready to start, and she replied, "just a minute."

I felt her quickly pulling the blindfold off my head. The other girls started to protest, but as Kim pointed out, there was no rule against this. After being blindfolded for so long, even the dimly lit room seemed bright, and it took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust and take in the scene.

Linda was seated directly in front of me in our leather recliner. She had leaned back partway, so she was partly reclining, but could still see me clearly. She was wearing only her panties, and they were clearly wet. She actually had both hand inside her panties, and I could see her moving them slowly as she played with her pussy.

To one side, Anne had taken a seat on a big cushion on the floor. She was still wearing her grass skirt, and she had a drink in her hand. She was slowly rubbing the icy glass over her nipples.

Jen and Kelly sat together on the sofa. Kelly was still wearing a short skirt, but Jen was completely naked. Kelly held her watch in one hand, ready to time Kim, but her other hand caressed the swollen lips of Jen's pussy. I suddenly understood why the two women had smelled of the same perfume.

Kim came around from behind my chair and stood in front of me. She is very similar to my wife in build, but has lovely fair skin, short blond hair, and bright blue eyes. Her small pink nipples were perfect round points, standing out from her creamy tits. She was wearing nothing but a very small pair of pink panties. As I stared, she announced that she was ready, and Kelly started the timer.

Kim leaned close to me and whispered in my ear, "I want you to know what's going to happen. I'm going to suck your cock, and stroke it, and make love to it with my mouth. I'm going to drive you crazy, and you will not be able to resist. You're going to cum for me, and all your pent up cum is going to shoot into my mouth, and down my throat, and I'm going to swallow every drop. And then you will be mine, and I'm going to let you fuck my hot, wet pussy while your wife and all her friends watch."

I found myself gasping for breath. I watched, mesmerized, as she lowered her body, her lovely tits jiggling slightly as she moved. She took my cock in her mouth and slid her lips down, taking me deep into her throat. After several strokes, she wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, and moved her mouth and hand together with long strokes, gradually increasing her pace. I knew that she was serious about making me cum, and I knew that I would not be able to resist. Already I felt my balls tightening and my cock swelling.

I looked up at Linda, and could not believe what I saw. Her hands were flying over her pussy. I could hear the squishing sounds as she masturbated, and I knew she must be sopping wet. Her eyes were locked on Kim's bobbing head as the blond sucked my cock,

Linda seemed to sense my gaze, and looked up. Our eyes met, and as they did, we connected for a second, sharing the knowledge of complete sexual abandon. Then she let out a long moan. Her body convulsed so hard I thought she would fall from the chair. And suddenly, I was crying out as well, and cumming. The spasms in my cock came so fast it seemed like I was shooting a continuous stream of semen into Kim's mouth. I felt her gagging, sucking, gagging again as she tried to choke down the enormous load that was filling her mouth and gushing down her throat.

I must have been close to passing out, but eventually came to my senses, Linda was stretched out in the recliner, her body limp. I looked down to see Kim licking and sucking the last of my cum from my rapidly softening cock.

"Time!" called Kelly. Looks like we have a winner!"

Kim smiled up at me and said, "I told you. And remember what else I told you. Say it our loud."

"You said you would make me fuck you, while everyone watched."

"That's right. But this isn't going to be good for fucking right now." She reached out and ran a finger down my soft cock. "So let's start with some entertainment. I think your wife has been very generous to share you. She deserves a reward, don't you think? So I want you to crawl over to her and eat her pussy."

As Kim spoke, she was untying my wrists. I rubbed them to restore the circulation. I looked over at Linda uncertainly, but she lower the recliner and pulled off her drenched panties, throwing the aside. A stood up and started to walk toward her.

I felt Kim's hand slap my ass sharply. "I said crawl Dave. Remember, I get anything I want from you. And then you get to fuck me."

At that point I realized I had surrendered totally to these women. Any of them could have done anything they wanted with me, and I would not have resisted.

I lowered myself to the floor and crawled to my wife. She opened her legs, revealing her swollen pussy. Her lips were full and dark, and sticky with her juices, and her hard clit protruded from beneath its hood.

I normally like to tease my wife, licking and kissing her thighs, working closer and closer. But tonight I wanted only to taste her. I began lapping at her pussy, licking her juices, and parting her lips with my tongue. I wanted to expose her, to let the other women see her sex as I took her with my mouth. 

I pressed my face into her, my tongue sliding deep into her hot pussy. She shifted position, exposing herself further, giving me better access. A probed to pussy with my tongue, feeling her quivering, on the edge of another orgasm. I licked my way up to her clit and closed my lips around it, as I slid two fingers into her. I could feel my cock hardening already. Somehow, showing the other women my sexual connection with my wife was turning my on. I sucked harder on her throbbing clit, my fingers working in and out of her pussy. She lifted her hips, spreading her legs wider, giving herself completely to me. I worked my fingers faster, driving my face into her sopping wetness as the same time, and she began to moan. Her hands were clenched tight on the arms of the recliner and her hips were bucking, trying to drive her pussy harder against my face. I thrust my fingers into her once more, and felt her pussy clamp down on them as her body was wracked with spasms. She let out a long cry as her body jerked uncontrollably.

When she finally relaxed, I rose to my feet. Leaning over, I gave her a deep kiss, spreading her juices from my face onto hers.

"Very nice," said Kim quietly. I looked up to see the other women, their gazes fixed on Linda.

"Now move that chair and lie down on the floor where we can all see," Kim commanded.

I did as I was told. Kim slowly removed her panties, as I admired her beautiful body. The lips of her pussy were a rich pink color, and thicker than Linda's. As I watched, she parted them with her fingers, lewdly showing me her gaping wet hole. She straddled my body and lowered herself slowly. With one hand, she positioned my cock, and then drove her body down onto it with a gasp. 

Without pause, she began to move her hips, rocking forward and backward on my cock, grinding her pussy against my body. Her tits swayed in rhythm to her pelvic thrusts, and she had a hard, determined look on her face. I felt oddly exposed, lying beneath this beautiful woman as she rode my cock, using me like some kind of fuck toy, while my wife and the other women watched. My cock was getting more and more stimulation as she increased her pace. I didn't even try to hold back my orgasm when it came. I found myself shooting spurt after spurt up into Kim's pussy. She didn't break her rhythm or give any indication that she knew I had cum. She kept grinding herself against me, faster and faster, her tits bouncing as she fucked me. When she finally came, her body jerked and trembled, and her mouth formed a small "o" as she let out a long sigh.

She paused a moment, straddling me, then without a word changed position. She pressed her slick, wet pussy down on my face, and took my dripping penis into her mouth. She started to slowly suck me as she moved her hips, sliding her pussy up and down on my mouth. I began to kiss and lick her slippery folds, gradually working my tongue into her, tasting my semen mixed with her juices. My lower lip was pressed against her clit, and I began to work my mouth against her, giving her maximum stimulation. Again, I had the feeling that she barely knew I was there as she fucked my mouth with her pussy, and slurped up and down the length of my penis with her mouth. Once again, she continued to increase her pace and pressure, almost smothering me with her sopping pussy, before finally cumming.

She slowly got to her feet, her legs trembling, leaving my face drenched with her juices. I had not cum, and my cock was standing rigid and slick, glistening with her saliva. 

She looked around the room, unsure for a moment of what to do next. Then, she noticed Anne, still seated on the cushion, one had tucked inside her grass skirt.

"Well, slave," she said to me, "I'm through with you for the night, but I'm going to be generous. Anne hasn't had much fun tonight... I think you better fuck her."

At that, Linda jumped in. "Wait a minute. Anne might have something to say about that!"

Everyone turned to Anne, but her eyes were on mine as she said, "Sure, I'll let him fuck me... but he has to say he wants to. Tell me, bar boy, do you want to fuck your wife's best friend?"

I'd like to say that I checked with Linda and somehow got her approval, but I could not help myself. Without any hesitation I said, "Yes. I want to fuck you Anne."

She got to her feet and waited. I stood up and approached her, quickly losing any pretense of control. I pulled her tight against me, sandwiching my cock between us, and kissed her fiercely. She returned the kiss with equal passion, and I could taste blood in my mouth as our lips, tongues and teeth clashed.

Reaching down I grabbed the waistband of her grass skirt and jerked it, ripping it off. With another quick movement, I ripped off her thong, snapping the strings that held it in place, and I plunged a finger into her wet pussy. I moved my finger in and out, and she pressed her groin hard against my hand, which was soon drenched with her juices.

I lowered her to the floor, almost pushing her down, and forced her legs wide apart. I knelt between her legs, and positioned the head of my throbbing cock between her swollen lips. With one long thrust, I slid into her, burying my cock in her, my balls slapping against her ass. I thrust into her again and again, fucking her fiercely. She wrapped her arms around me and dragged her nails down my back, tearing long scratches in my skin. I felt her pussy clamping on my cock and her body trembling as she started to cum. She was gasping for breath as I continued to drive into her with hard, deep strokes. 

She was cumming again, one orgasm after another. She raised her hips, slamming her body against mine with each stroke. She let out a deep, guttural growl as her biggest orgasm yet swept over her, and I felt my cock unleash a torrent of my semen in her.

We both collapsed, totally spent. I heard someone, Jen I think, whisper, "holy shit." 

Then I felt Linda's hands on me, and she and Jen were helping Anne and me to the couch. Linda leaned over and kissed me tenderly, ignoring the sticky juices that smeared my face. I looked at Anne, but couldn't read the expression on her face... it seemed like she was wrestling with her feelings. Finally she gave me an odd smile, then leaned over and kissed me lightly on the cheek. 

"Guess I better get going, " said Kim brightly, pulling on her shorts and shirt. She picked up her bra and panties from the floor as she headed for the door.

"Oh, next time the party will be at our house, and you're all invited! Dave, my husband is just going to love fucking your wife... and I'm sure he can arrange for a few of his friends to join us."

With that she opened the front door and left.

Jen and Kelly looked pretty wiped out and asked if they could use the guest room, so Linda went with them to get them settled. Anne and I sat side by side on the couch. She looked at me and shook her head. "Your neighbor is trouble. Be careful of that woman."

I was surprised by the look of concern on Anne's face.

"I'm surprised you'd care."

"Dave, Linda is my best friend. Of course I care about what happens to her. And to you too, I guess. You're going to need a lot of help keeping Linda from getting crazy with Kim right next door."

I looked into her eyes, waiting for some cutting remark, but saw only concern. "Truce?" I said, offering my hand. 

"Truce," she replied, taking my hand and shaking it. 

Linda gave us an odd look, wondering what she'd missed, as she came back into the room. I realized how strange it must look... Anne and I sitting naked on the couch, our hands clasped.

Anne rose to her feet and said, "This couch folds out, doesn't it? If you guys will give me a hand with it, I'd like to sleep here tonight instead of driving home."

"Oh Anne," said my wife, "I'm so tired. Let's just leave it. You can sleep with us tonight."

Anne gave me a questioning look.

"Why not?" I replied. "We're all friends."

* * * * *

And so I came to be in bed, sandwiched between these two exciting but ultimately indecipherable women. I know only two things. 

Tonight my life has taken a strange path that I cannot predict or control. 

And whatever happens, I will face it with these women, who I trust... and love.



Girl's Night



I got the invitation to the girls night slumber party you were throwing. It said, "girls night. sexy nighttime wear requested, toys permitted". I got wet just thinking of the fun we could have. Never having been to one of your parties, I wasn't 100% sure what to expect, but I knew it would be very fun.

While packing, I went through my toy collection and picked out a few very special toys. I love my glass dildos, and I knew you did too, at least the old one. I wanted you to try the new one, as well. So both of those went into the bag, with a sexy little black baby doll nightie. 

I drove to your place, rubbing my clit as often I as I could along the way. I love masturbating in traffic. Always hoping someone will be able to look in and see what I am doing. I was thinking of what the evening would bring. How you would orchestrate it, so I got to fuck you, as well as other women.

I get there, and you answer the door, fully dressed. The lingerie hadn't come out yet. There were 3 other women there, already. One more followed right on my heels. The party was getting started. I loved hanging out with women and talking about men. I love hanging out with women and talking about sex. This night was my first experience in hanging out with women and having sex, too. And of course, you, the only man lucky enough to be invited. But it was your party.

We were all sitting around, talking, eating drinking, in our nighties, when someone made the first move. I don't know what started it, who started it, but there was a couple over there kissing. It's beautiful to watch to women kiss. And I was enthralled by it, I couldn't stop watching, and then another couple started kissing. You turned to me and said, "we decided that I would be the one to start with you, since you don't really know anyone else. I hope you don't mind?" I didn't. You kissed me, gently at first, but then the kiss got stronger, harder as our hands started roaming each others bodies. 

While I really couldn't wait to fuck you, it wasn't time for that yet. Couples around the room kept changing and I ended losing you to another woman. But that's ok. the second thing I really couldn't wait to do this night was to eat some pussy. So, when we were torn apart, I came face to clit with the pussy of my dreams! I wasn't in a teasing mood, so I dove right in, taking her clit in my mouth, sucking hard as I thrust two fingers in her sopping pussy. She tasted like heaven.

You were watching as I ate her, stroking your own cock. Women having sex all around you; you joining in here and there to watch, to taste, to touch. You were in heaven, yourself. All of these women were here for you. And, you told me, me. This was our party.

As I was finishing up drinking her juices, I felt a tongue on my clit. I looked down, and there was another one of the women teasingly licking at my lips. Each woman moved on to a new partner, as a dildo slid in to my dripping cunt. And the woman who was pleasing me now, expertly licked, sucked, nibbled and bit my clit. Fucking me with my glass dildo. Realizing it was double sided, another woman came over and asked if she could join us. I couldn't talk at that moment, but I indicated it was ok. She slid her self on the other side of the dildo and we started fucking each other. The woman on my clit was expert enough to hold on while I was bucking against my partner. I came and came and came all over these two. 

This was one you didn't want to miss, you came over to help clean me up. But you positioned yourself so I could suck your cock as well. I was glad you came back to me. I wanted to share as much of this night as I could. After you came in my mouth, shooting warm ropes of your cum down my throat, you turned around to talk to me. You finally told me what the main event was tonight. You and me, side by side, pleasuring all the rest of the women. The other four women where going to get to fuck us over and over, in any way possible.

You and i laid down on the blanket on the floor, side by side, and shared one last kiss before the main event began. Then all of a sudden, it was time. You aren't used to being submissive, but tonight, for me, you were going to submit to these women. One of hem came and sat on my face as one sat on yours. I was enjoying this, immensely, licking and sucking at the pussy in front of me. I can only imagine, you were too. And then there was a mouth on my pussy. Someone, I couldn't see who, was tongue fucking me wildly, darting her tongue in and out of my pussy at lightning speed. From the gasp of pleasure I heard from you, I assumed someone had taken your thick cock in her mouth. I was licking this girls slit, front to back, and sucking her clit into my mouth as my next orgasm hit. I screamed into her pussy as I came. The mouth on my pussy slowed a bit, but kept going in order to allow me to bring the girl off on my face. 

She finally came and I drank down her juices, before the two on me switched places. Meanwhile, you were expertly licking your girl to her orgasm, and her moans added to the "music" in the room. The one on your cock, hadn't finished you off yet, but they switched places on you, too. All of the women in the room, myself included were cumming again, over and over as they kept moving places. You and always had a pussy on our face and a mouth on us as the night progressed. At some point, someone must have ridden your cock good and hard, because the next pussy on my face was filled with your cum. I eagerly lapped it up as I tongued her pussy. 

After the four of them moved around us, again and again, you couldn't submit any more, so your more dominant side took over. You started to direct the show in front of us. You had four of us eating each other out in a daisy chain. The fifth was bent over at the waist with you pounding her from behind. Slamming your thick cock in against her cervix and slapping her ass as you fucked her. 

But there was one more thing you wanted to see. You wanted to see me, covered with pussy. So you had me move to the middle of the blanket, with one woman sitting on my face, you had two women position themselves so I could finger fuck them at the same time. And the fourth was fitted in a strap on and was fucking my pussy. You were standing above us, stroking your cock slowly as you watched me fuck four women at once. This was almost as good as the time you brought seven men for one of our fuck fests. I was still sloppy in cum, but it wasn't quite the same as being covered in man cum. But that's ok, you had some for me. As I fingered, ad sucked these women to orgasm, the strap on in me was doing the same to me. But the best part was when you jerked yourself off and came all over my tits and stomach. The women, hungry for cum, licked me up and cleaned me off.

I was a little tired, my tongue was sore. But I wasn't done. You escorted the women out so it was just you and me. You licked my face clean of pussy juice, and kissed me as you slid your rock hard cock inside of my pussy. Slowly at first, but gaining speed as your cock continued to swell inside me, pushing against my cervix. You pushed up a little, allowing my legs to go over your shoulders. And finally, what I have wanted all night, your thick, long, hard cock as pistoning in and out of me with such force! Your balls were slapping my ass, your cock hitting my cervix, your hands were kneading my tits, teasing my nipples with you fingers as I felt you cum and shoot your final load of the night, deep in my well used pussy.

We fell asleep shortly thereafter. But before we did, we discussed what type of party we would have next...



Girls' Night



It was another friday night of hanging out with my friends, a guys' night out so to speak. Usually it was about four or five of us playing pool and darts in my buddy Todd's game room that he had set up, drinking, and listening to a bunch of rock music. This would normally turn into a game of beer pong or any other drinking game that we could come up with, until we would all crash out drunk in various areas of Todd's house. 

Tonight was a little different. The drinking and playing pool was still a go, but Todd's wife Jennifer was there keeping a close eye on us due to the fact her parents would be coming to visit early in the morning. They were flying in from out of state and staying the week, and needless to say Jennifer didn't want a handful of sick and hungover guys lying around in her house. How Todd even convinced her to let us still party tonight was a miracle, although she said we could only stay until midnight and then she was driving us home.

As I said a very slurred goodbye to them in the driveway in front of my house, I decided that maybe being home early wasn't such a bad thing. When the Fridays for guys night came around, that also meant my wife Sherri had friends over for a few drinks as well. Usually they just sat and gossiped about relationships, at least to my knowledge. I was pretty lit already, but it would be nice to maybe drink a few with the girls and then get to fall asleep in my own bed when I'd had too much.

The first thing I noticed as I stumbled up to the front door was that there was music blaring inside. Not really unusual seeing as how Sherri and her friends loved to dance when they drink. I unlocked the door and went inside, nearly deafened by the stereo. No one was in the living room so I made my way to the kitchen where I expected to find the girls mixing drinks.

The kitchen was empty as well, but the table was a mess. I could see the girls' drinks on the table, all half finished. Judging by the number of shot glasses that were also there, Sherri had two friends over tonight. Typical. Probably her two best friends Stacy and Megan.

Stacy was an athletic looking blonde and had a really cute face. She was pretty gorgeous and even Sherri admitted so. She and Sherri were really good friends from college. Her most noticeable physical trait other than her blue eyes was definitely her breasts. She was slightly tall and wasn't a thick girl at all but she had the biggest set of natural tits that I have ever seen. They were a decent C cup by my measure, not unbelievably large, but it took a lot not to stare when she came around.

Megan was another looker. She was short and dark haired and most of the time she was quiet and shy. She had been Sherri's friend for as long as I could remember. Whereas Stacy was top heavy, Megan was a girl with a lot of bottom. Though short, she had thick legs and an ass that turned heads wherever she went. It was a nice round ass that swayed and jiggled slightly as she walked.

Though Sherri herself was a very attractive woman as well, when either one of her friends came around, I was hard pressed (literally) to keep my eyes to myself. 

As I surveyed the scene through groggy eyes, the girls were apparently doing more than just hanging out for casual drinks. They were really getting messed up tonight.

I decided to pour myself a glass of whiskey and go find them. I thought they might be outside on the back patio, but as I looked out the back door all I could see was darkness. I finished my whiskey with a sour face and shook my head. I poured another and decided to go change into something comfortable. Sherri and her friends were probably somewhere outside goofing off or something.

I made my way upstairs toward our bedroom. I thought about calling out for Sherri to see if they were up there before coming up but with the music so loud she probably wouldn't have heard. I was just about to stumble into the bedroom when I noticed the door was cracked about half open and the light was on. This normally wouldn't have alarmed me had I not seen what was happening inside the bedroom.

I saw Sherri lying on the bed in her bra and panties, the sheets a wadded mess underneath of her. Hovering over her on her hands and knees with her back arched was Stacy. Stacy was wearing about the same thing except instead of a bra she was wearing one of my old workout tank tops. My tank top! 

I was frozen in place with my mouth open and a glass of whiskey in my hand. My mind couldn't process what I was seeing, especially not in its current state of stupor. Surely they couldn't be....

I watched as Stacy swept a blonde lock of my wife's hair from her eyes and dove down into a deep kiss. Sherri ran her hand through Stacy's hair and pulled her in deeply. I saw their mouths open from time to time and witnessed their tongues rolling against each other. The kiss wasn't exactly slow either. Stacy's head would turn from side to side like a dancing cobra and her hands worked in no particular order over my wife's body.

I didn't know what to do. My first emotion standing in the dark hallway was that I had come home to see something I wasn't meant to see, and that there was another person making out with my wife. Anger built within me quickly, but subsided just as fast as I marveled at these two gorgeous women in my bed. 

Stacy withdrew from Sherri's face with a gasp. I could then see the look in my wife's glossy eyes. She was trashed, clearly, but more than that she looked hungry. She wanted this! Stacy went back to work and went this time for Sherri's neck. Good move, I thought to myself distantly. Sherri loved her neck being kissed. Stacy was kissing and licking my wife's neck as though trying to remove chocolate from her skin.

She didn't stop there though. Stacy kept working her way down to Sherri's chest, her movements causing her back to incline and her ass to stick up, and her beautiful tits to sway under the fabric of my tank top. Without warning she reached into my wife's bra and pulled out one of her breasts. Sherri's breasts aren't small things either, though perhaps not as large as Stacy's. It made no matter to Stacy who clutched Sherri's tit in one hand and sucked and nibbled at the quickly firming dark pink nipple. The blurring of pain and pleasure was written plainly on my wife's sweet face.

I was instantly hard, my trapped dick pressing against my jeans fiercely. My wife had never mentioned being attracted to women at all, but from the looks of it she was loving this. I had a notion to walk in, maybe even try to join them. I knew better though. I knew if I walked in they would stop immediately. I would likely ruin this. I made sure I was still hidden in the dark hallway, took a sip of whiskey, licked my lips and continued to watch.

Stacy had now made her way down across Sherri's tanned stomach and to the top of her thighs where she chewed and sucked while squeezing her thigh with both hands. Stacy would shoot lustful looks up to Sherri as she did, and Sherri returned them with a wicked little smile and what I thought were moans. It was hard to tell because of the music.

It was then that Megan walked in. I had forgotten about her. She walked out from the bathroom almost so close to the door where I was spying that I almost shouted in surprise. She didn't notice me. Her shoulder length black hair was up in a ponytail and she wasn't wearing a top. The sight of her bare back made my dick jump. She was wearing really tight boi shorts that couldn't completely cover that thick ass of hers. It almost hurt to look at, stretching those silky black shorts the way it did. 

Stacy saw Megan approach the bed, smiled and reached for her. Megan climbed onto the bed to join her, and I noticed the bottle in her hand then. Some sort of liquor. Stacy got up close to her and put an arm around her, grinning and panting, her breasts pressing firmly into Megan's chest as they were inches from each other's face. 

Stacy took the bottle from Megan and turned it up for a swig. I could tell she didn't swallow, but then pulled Megan's silky black ponytail down tilting her head back. The shorter girl's mouth was poised and ready as Stacy went in for an alcoholic kiss. The two kissed long enough to swap the fluid and Stacy and my wife cheered as Megan gulped the liquor down. Sherri then crawled up beside Stacy and took a kiss shot as well, with Megan lapping up some of the liquor that ran down her chin and neck.

I took my own gulp of whiskey, enthralled at the sight of these beautiful girls. They were now kissing one another deeply, and I saw my wife's hand squeezing one of Megan's plump ass cheeks. By now I was almost sure that this was sort of as far as it was going. I had seen that they like to get wild when they drink now, but none of them were bisexual or lesbian, so I was sure that they couldn't go all the way. It was one thing for them to kiss and fool around, but it was another thing entirely to completely have sex with each other.

To my surprise, Megan pushed Sherri down to the mattress on her back. She had apparently unclasped my wife's bra, and her tits bounced free as she fell. Megan then straddled herself on top of her, giving me a good view of her plump ass as she layed atop of Sherri. I could also see a bit of both of the girls' sides, and my wife's round rack pressed against Megan's pale petite tits. They instantly began to make out passionately, and I found myself rubbing my dick through my jeans.

Stacy rolled off the bed and went to the side of the bedroom that I couldn't see. I was more focused on watching Megan with my dear wife at the moment. Megan's hips began to roll and grind, rubbing her crotch against Sherri's as they kissed. It was mesmerizing to see as her thick rump squeezed up and popped back in a steady fluid motion as though she was riding a cock. 

Again Sherri's seemingly tiny hands slid around Megan's back and seized both of her huge ass cheeks in a tight grip. My dick pumped hard as I saw my darling wife raise a hand and smack Megan's ass with a loud pop that I heard even over the music. This drove Megan's jiggling ass to grind a bit harder and faster as they continued to lock lips and tongue each others mouths.

Stacy then came back into view and climbed onto the bed behind the two girls. She placed something on the bed beside her, then grabbed the small pair of boi shorts on Megan's ass and began to pull them off. Megan slipped her legs out of the panties and I got an eye full of her tight little asshole and her throbbing hairless peach below it. I felt so nasty seeing Sherri's best friend with her most exclusive parts exposed. Megan's ruffled lips were puckered and split open underneath her just above my wife's crotch, like a flower in bloom.

Stacy then reached under and pulled off Sherri's pink thong, exposing the nice shaven pussy I was very used to. As soon as the two girls were bottomless, their glistening slits pressed against each other, and as they resumed their kissing, Megan slowly grinded her slick pussy against Sherri's. 

I couldn't contain my bulging dick anymore. I drained the rest of my whiskey and unfastened my pants and freed my cock, immediately stroking my pulsing rod. I couldn't believe what was happening in my bed. It was absolutely shocking that my wife was doing this. It was incredibly hot. Any thoughts of betrayal I felt before were gone, replaced by absolute ecstasy as I watched the scene before me and jacked my stiff dick. 

I hadn't noticed what Stacy was doing until I saw what she held in her hand. She was holding an incredibly long hot pink dildo. I noticed that it had a head on each end and was flexible, wobbling and leaning over in her hand. Stacy had a lustful smile on her face as she spit in her palm and stuck her hand between the pussy sandwich in front of her. She wasted no time doing the same to the dildo and guiding one end towards Megan's bulbous backside.

The pink cock slid into Megan's lips like a knife into warm butter. Her head tossed back, her back arched, and she let out a loud moan, and underneath her Sherri began sucking on her small tits. 

Stacy began to slowly work the dick in and out of her, driving it deeper with each pump. She then turned the second half down to Sherri's waiting lips and pushed the head inside. 

As soon as the dildo was inside of both girls, Megan put her ass to work. The two mounds of her backside began popping up and down and back and forth. Sherri was wiggling her hips from underneath as well, raising her impaled peach to rub across her friend's snatch. Stacy propped herself on an elbow and began to rub herself through her wet panties, watching, just as I was, while the girls fucked. She would occasionally reach over to grab and squeeze the underside of Megan's bouncing ass cheeks where they met her thighs.

As my breathing quickened with every stroke of my dick, I could also hear Sherri and Megan's moans turn to screams. The music blared on as their movements became frantic, with Megan's chunky round ass crashing down the length of the dildo into my wife's penetrated pussy. I felt the dull burn of an orgasm deep in my rod flushing to the tip. My motions became erratic and my knees became wobbly as I watched Megan ride my wife faster and faster. 

Suddenly, the girls' hips slammed together and began grinding slow and deep. I lost sight of the hot pink rod they were sharing as their cunts pressed together, glistening wet with cum. Sherri's hands were clawing into Megan's meaty ass, and had one small pink breast glued to her mouth as she came. It was finally too much for me. With my eyes glued to Megan's thick clenching cheeks, my dick pumped and fired stream after hot stream onto the carpet below me. With each stuttering breath I milked every bit of cum I had from my dick. 

After my cock was spent and hanging semi erect, Megan and Sherri were making out passionately. Stacy reached over and flopped the top half of the pink dildo out of Megan's wet snatch, and then slid it out of my wife's pussy. Megan climbed off of Sherri and rolled to the side, flushed red and breathing hard. 

I watched as Stacy pulled Sherri up to a sitting position and my wife turned slightly, her back towards me, and scooted closer to Stacy. Stacy now had the bottle in her hand and was saying something to her. Stacy then put the bottle to Sherri's lips and turned the bottom up. I looked on in awe as my wife began chugging what I could now see was some kind of flavored rum. I had never seen Sherri drink like this. She took four to five big chugs before Stacy withdrew the bottle and let her breath. 

Stacy flipped her hair over her shoulder and handed the bottle down to Megan. She then climbed into Sherri's lap and sat, just before reaching down and pulling my tank top over her head and flinging it to the floor. It was the first time I had seen her bare tits and they were completely amazing. She was the most blessed girl in the world apparently, with perfectly placed half dollar sized nipples and nicely rounded tits that hung naturally on her skinny frame. They were big enough that she actually grabbed one, tucked her chin, and licked the brown nipple as she smiled wickedly at my wife.

Sherri took the invitation wholeheartedly. She wrapped both arms around Stacy's back and pulled her close, taking her breast in her mouth immediately. Stacy tossed her head back and let out a cry as Sherri bit down and sucked her hardened nipples from time to time. Megan took this opportunity to get up and pour another shot into Stacy's mouth. The liquid ran down the sides of her chin and onto her tits, where my wife greedily licked up as much of the rum as she could.

When Stacy had had enough of the foreplay, she dropped back on her back and spread her legs. I had a full frontal view of her tits and her smooth stomach, as well as her legs opened spread eagle. Sherri caught me by surprise when she reached down, clenched Stacy's little panties in her fist, and jerked them down her long legs as hard as she could. Once she had them, Sherri looped them around her neck like a necklace and left them there while Stacy lay giggling and biting her lip in front of her.

The sight of Stacy's newly bared snatch and my wife's fierce sexual desire had got my dick pumping full of blood again. Not taking my eyes from the landing strip between Stacy's thighs, I spit in my hand and lubed my cock for another round. Usually after I came I was spent and it was over for me, but I couldn't help but my dick was stiff and I had to start stroking again. 

Sherri dove her face down and began kissing at Stacy's thighs, her ass pointing towards me and sticking up high. It didn't take Stacy long to run her fingers through my wife's hair and guide her head to her waiting peach. Though I couldn't make out everything she was doing, it shocked the hell out of me and turned me on that Sherri was eating pussy. 

Megan began to pour more alcohol into Stacy's mouth as she propped herself onto her elbows and let her head fall back. Again the rum ran down between her huge tits and to her belly, where some of it ran off onto the bed and some trickled down across her cunt and into Sherri's lips. As Megan stopped pouring, she spotted the pool of rum that had gathered in her friend's belly button and proceeded to suck it out.

This went on for several minutes until Stacy reached and found the double dildo and pulled Sherri's head up. She lay one of her legs on its side with the other still spread and bent, and then without any hesitation, shoved one half of the pink dick up inside of her. This quick motion drew forth a loud and lustful cry from her. I looked on still jerking as my wife took her cue and moved into position.

To my sheer pleasure, Sherri spread her legs, turning hers opposite of Stacy's, and lowered her sweaty crotch to the other end of the dildo. Megan was there to assist, and leaned over Sherri's waiting pussy and spit before rubbing the natural lube into her lips. Megan then worked the dildo into my wife and drew back her hand as it slipped inside.

What happened next was something I'd never ever thought I'd witness. Both Stacy and my wife began to scissor fuck each other with the dildo between them. Stacy pushed herself up high on her hands and ground away against Sherri's cunt, her waist twisting and rolling like a belly dancer, and her luscious tits wobbling and swaying. Sherri lay almost on her side, with one of her friend's legs clutched in a bear hug and her crotch returning the onslaught she was receiving. 

Megan was a good bartender, making her rounds around the bed pouring rum into each of the girls' mouths, the whole while rubbing her fingers into her red twat. Stacy apparently had great arm strength, because she never let herself fall to the bed. She continued to twist and roll her hips, thrusting into my wife, throwing her head back at times and then glaring lustfully down at her partner and moaning. I licked my lips as I stroked faster, wishing I could rush in and bury my face in Stacy's tits and suck away. 

Sherry twisted to her side and laid on her back. Her head rolled back on the bed and I witnessed her look of sheer ecstasy. I pumped my dick even faster, turned on by her pleasure in fucking Stacy. It was then that Megan turned the bottle of rum up and finished the last bit that was in it. She wiped her mouth and tossed the bottle aside. She then leaned down over my wife and appeared to say something to Sherri while she was thrusting her hips against Stacy. 

Whatever she said must have been a question because Sherri gave her a nod and smiled, licking her lips. Megan gave her a sloppy kiss and began to climb on to the bed. With her back to me, she straddled Sherri's head, her thick sweaty ass positioned right over my wife's face. My hand began to work furiously, pumping my raw cock, watching Sherri reach up and pull the plump cheeks down to her face. 




Girls' Night



And Megan began to ride.

It wasn't a hard ride at first, but watching this girl's amazingly thick ass flicking and shaking while my wife buried her face in the pussy underneath it was too much. My cock seized in my hand and shot warm jets of cum again. I felt like my body was going to go into convulsions as my fist tightened around my rod and the orgasm shook my very bones. 

The girls, oblivious to my presence in the dark hallway, continued fucking harder and rougher. Stacy's hips were bucking wildly against my wife's, her legs half closing and opening. Her great tits were now flailing in circles as her eyes rolled up into head. She was moaning loudly with each breath. Sherri was doing her best to return the favor but was focusing on the pussy that was swallowing her face at the moment, with Megan's massive round cheeks now rolling and thrusting and squeezing down on her head. I saw Sherri's hands sliding all over the slick humps of Megan's ass, groping and fondling wildly. Megan herself was bent over the main course of action where the other girls' cunts were grinding, and she appeared to be licking and sucking whatever she could get a hold of.

My cock was nearly chaffed raw from beating my dick so hard, but I couldn't stop myself. I had never came three times in a row before, but as I grabbed my flaccid dick again, something stirred in it once more as I spyed from the dark. I wet my hand with spit again, my mouth dry from alcohol.

A chain reaction happened then that was explosive to watch. Stacy's frantic thrusts had her cumming, apparently, as her cheeks tightened higher and higher into each thrust. Her breasts were bouncing so hard I thought they were hitting her chin. She was screaming bloody murder when she got so carried away that the dildo popped from Sherri's overwhelmed pussy, and Stacy fell to her back and clenched her thighs tightly around the pink dick. She moaned and squeezed her huge tits, rolling on the bed in ecstasy.

Megan saw all of this and once the dildo was free from my wife's twat she dove down between Sherri's thighs in a sixty nine and, from what I could see, began to eat furiously. Her gorgeous sweaty rump was now relentlessly riding Sherri's face, and Sherri had a death grip on both cheeks. I saw my wife's thighs rise up and lock tight around Megan's head, holding her friend's head in place, and begin to thrust. She was cumming too, I realized.

When Sherri's grip released, Megan's head came flying up and she gasped for air and screamed. I saw her ass cheeks clench hard around Sherri's face repeatedly. She was screaming really loud until she gave a final hard thrust and her huge cheeks locked tight around Sherri's head for several seconds. I almost feared my wife might actually suffocate under the tightness of that thick ass. Her ass remained locked for what seemed like minutes, forming dimples in the sides of her sweaty cheeks as she released all of her orgasm onto Sherri's face. Megan finally released and went crashing off of my wife to the mattress beside her.

I had already sprayed again. This time I was thankful the music was still blaring and that the girls were being so loud, because I was growling and moaning as I crashed back against the wall. My cum surprisingly was still shooting in streams even on my third time, landing somewhere unknown in the dark. I let my beaten dick hang and slid down the wall panting. All I could think was wow, and how this was totally unbelievable. I could feel the carpet underneath me was slick and sticky with my cum. 

I watched as the girls lay there panting on the bed. For a while I thought that they would sleep like that. After what seemed like an hour, Stacy got up and walked dangerously close to the door where I was and flicked out the lights. I could make out their silhouettes as they slowly crawled up against the messy pillows together and Sherri pulled the covers across their nasty nude bodys. They were exhausted. None of them said a word, not that i could have heard it. 

I sat there for a long time before standing up, tucking my cock away and walking dizzily down to the living room. I shut off the music, hoping that the girls wouldn't notice. I then stumbled to the couch and flopped back into the cushions. I was exhausted, and by now I could barely hold my eyes open. The cock in my pants was hot and sticky against my leg, and felt so sensitive and raw. My last thought before drifting into a deep sleep was that I absolutely loved girls night.



Girls Night



I was woken by the metallic click of the deadbolt ramming home. The sound of Zoe's high heels unsteadily clopping and scuffing across the tiles soon followed, before she stepped out of her shoes and kicked them under the side table. Dumping her purse and switching off the hall light I had left on for her, she padded straight into our bedroom. As much as I knew she wanted to, Zoe knew enough not to check on the kids when she'd been drinking.

The taxi's headlights swept across the window as it backed out of the drive, briefly illuminating the bedroom in a dull, beige glow. I lifted my head to see Zoe making her way to the ensuite, her long, chocolate hair spilling about her shoulders. Without breaking stride, she lifted her finger to her mouth and whispered, "Shhh. Go back to sleep." She slipped into the bathroom, turning on the light as she gently shut the door.

Checking the clock on the bedside, I saw that it was two-thirty. "Hmm," I smiled to myself with a raised eyebrow. Not a bad effort for a twenty-eight year old. I couldn't remember the last time I'd cracked midnight with my own mates. 

I got up and shuffled into the ensuite. Zoe startled as I entered, pressing herself to the vanity. Placing my hands on her bare shoulders, I caressed the dark blue straps of her dress with my thumbs. "How was your night?" I murmured into the back of her head, planting a kiss into her soft, coconut-scented mane.

"Promise you won't be angry with me?" she softly mumbled to the sink.

My heart suddenly quickening, I searched her reflection, until eventually, her big, brown eyes met mine. I could tell her focus was blurred, but the rising blush in her cheeks told me she was lucid. Her mind was clear. She knew the gravity of what she was about to confess. 

The warmth of jealous anticipation spread to my own face. This wasn't the first time Zoe had sheepishly sought such a promise. It usually followed a night out with her girlfriends. Some dancing, a cute guy, a little flirting, and then a drunken pub pash in a dark corner somewhere. It had only happened a few times in the nine years we'd been together, and all pretty harmless in the grand scheme of things. 

Still, the idea of my wife kissing another man drove me absolutely wild.

Brushing her hair behind her ear and keeping eye contact, I kissed her neck. "What did you do?"

Zoe shuddered slightly, then dipped her gaze. She didn't answer.

"Mmm, sounds good," I chuckled, pressing my naked erection against her ass. "Did we find the affections of an attractive, young man?"

Zoe's breath hitched, but still no response.

"A kiss perhaps?" I teasingly nuzzled, letting my hands fall to the soft curve of her hips.

"Do you promise?" she whispered.

My eyes shot to the mirror. Zoe's brown eyes were crystal clear. Her mouth hung slightly open, smudged with dark lipstick. She was breathing heavily.

"I promise," I croaked, my heart thundering.

Zoe turned around, leaning back against the vanity. I could smell countless Bacardi Breezers on her breath, watermelon by all accounts. Staring at me seriously, she dropped her eyes between us for a moment, then looked back up expectantly. She swallowed.

I scanned down her body, past the plunging neckline of her dress and over the full breasts it struggled to conceal. I could see she'd spilled something in her lap. The shimmering, blue fabric was stained in large spots running from her navel to the hem halfway down her thighs. 

I rubbed one of the marks between my fingers, feeling a crusty, almost greasy sensation. "What is that?" The realisation already striking me as the words escaped my mouth.

"There was this guy," she breathed, her trembling words barely audible above the pulse hammering in my ears. "We were sort of kissing a little bit. And, um..." she had to catch her breath. "He was touching me. He, uh, got his hand up under my dress..."

Pressing my cheek to Zoe's forehead, I lifted the hem of her dress, bunching it in my fingers. As I did, the stains came together in one, big, globular smear, like the fold-in cover of a Mad Magazine. "Like this?" I rasped, now able to see the crotch of her blue, satin panties.

"Uh-huh," she panted. "Then he kind of, um...he fingered me."

I burrowed my fingers in under her waistband and combed them through her short curls. Farther down, I found the warmth of her steamy slit. She was soaking. Zoe's delicious folds sucked at my fingers until I had two of them buried to the webbing inside her.

"Oh, yeah," she moaned. "Just like that." She tilted her head up and our lips met, our tongues urgently following. Zoe wrapped her fingers around my shaft and began stroking. She rubbed her palm over the head, lubricating my cock with my pre-cum.

"Is that what you did?" I gasped into her mouth. "You wanked him off while he finger fucked you?"

"Please don't be angry," she moaned. Zoe's cunt clamped tight around my fingers with her release as I rolled her clit with my thumb.

"Did he try to get his cock inside you?" I was a runaway train, overcome with lust.

"Yeah," she swallowed. "But it was just a little bit. It was only a few seconds. I don't know, maybe thirty. I made him pull out and I jacked him off with my hand. That's when he came all over my dress."

The thought of another man having his cock inside my wife...

The blood seared through my veins, flushing my entire body with an intense heat. I was out of control. I all but picked Zoe up, and charging out of the bathroom, I threw her onto her back on our bed. Roughly opening her legs, I pulled her panties to the side. Her pussy glistened beautifully in the light spilling from the open ensuite door.

I was an animal. I speared my cock into Zoe's hungry cunt, slamming my full length into her in one, desperate thrust. We groaned in unison. The soaking hot grip of her pussy was almost too much for me to withstand. Barely composed, I pounded into her like a man possessed.

She arched her back and reached under herself to unzip her dress as I fucked her. But when she got it to the small of her back, I got one hand around her and held her wrists in place. With her arms held behind her, I wrenched her shoulder straps down her arms, freeing her breasts. I caught a jiggling globe with my free hand, pinching her tight nipple as I squeezed the soft flesh.

"That's it!" she cried. "Oh, yeah. Fuck me through my panties!"

I loved taking her like this, controlling her. Claiming her.

Then releasing her gorgeous breast, I firmly gripped the back of Zoe's neck. "You let him fuck you?" I growled into her ear as my cock slopped wildly in and out of her.

"Only a few minutes," she grunted as she bounced rhythmically beneath me. "You're not angry, are you? You promised."

I wasn't angry, even at the increasing time she had admitted to fucking him. Rather, I was incredibly turned on. But I couldn't answer, overcome with my own colossal orgasm. I erupted in blissful gush after gush of burning cum as I nailed Zoe to the mattress with my cock. I pumped every last drop of semen deep inside her until I couldn't move anymore. 

I almost passed out, drifting in a hazy, dreamlike abyss.

One by one, my senses slowly returned. My eyes fell upon my beautiful wife, ravished on the bed, her eyes peacefully closed and her face flushed. Strands of her chocolate hair swayed in the soft scent of watermelon. The feeling of my cock, still hard inside her, tingled warmly as I continued to grind my pubic bone into hers.

The frenzy over, I made love to Zoe, gently rocking in and out of her. Strangely, inexplicably, I felt so incredibly close to her. We kissed tenderly, smiling and staring into each other's eyes.

"You promise you're not angry with me?" Zoe grinned sweetly.

"I promise," I chuckled, kissing her passionately, then sucking her tongue warmly into my mouth.

"Do you still love me?" she smiled.

"More than ever." The tears welled in my eyes. 

***

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Girls' Night



"There are two ways to go about it," she said, leaning in close across the table. "Either we go on pretending like there's nothing between us at all, or we go back to my place." 

I couldn't deny my attraction. I had known her for years and always thought she was beautiful and confident, making her effortlessly sexy. She knew that I had never been with another woman, and I knew that she had. Her straightforwardness made her all the more alluring.

I tried to play it cool and give her a non-committal smile as I thought about the proposition. She looked into my eyes with a mischievous look and slowly bit her bottom lip. She was being patient with me. Her eyes slowly moved down to my low-cut top and I realized my breath was getting heavy; my breasts were rising and lowering as she watched, still biting her lip. Self-conscious, I leaned back, and finally broke the silence.

"What – what do you mean?" I asked in a pathetic attempt to seem coy. She laughed lovingly, her smile that I had always thought gorgeous inspiring me to smile, too.

We had been reminiscing most of the night about our long friendship. I was visiting from out of town, where I had moved after college. I always made a point to see her when I visited. Like tonight, we went to fancy restaurants and excitedly dressed up for each other – referring to it as our "date night." We drank and flirted shamelessly with the waiters, and with each other. This was the first time she had invited me back to her place.

"Thanks to this," she lifted her wine glass; "I have the courage to tell you what I've wanted to tell you for a long time. I want you. I have for years. And I feel like you want me, too." She took a slow drink, never breaking her gaze from mine. Even her deep blue eyes seemed to be speaking seductively to me. In spite of myself I let out a small gasp and leaned closer to her. Her eyes immediately darted to my cleavage again. "Oh," she moaned quietly. 

"Yes," I blurted out, surprising myself. "Yes, let's go back to your place. I want you, too." She looked surprised, then eager, and we left the table and paid quickly. Without saying anything, we were out the door walking toward her apartment.

"Am I really going to do this?" I thought as we walked swiftly past people rushing in out of bars along the road. "Will this be my first time with another woman?" I had thought about it hundreds, maybe thousands of times before. When I masturbated, lesbian fantasies were my favourites to imagine. I looked over at her and noticed her long dark hair flying behind her and the swing of her hips while she walked. I admitted to myself that she had been the focus of more than a few of those fantasies in the past. I exhaled sharply and a shiver ran up my neck.

The summer air was warm and welcoming on my bare legs. We were both dressed in short dark-coloured dresses and heels. We had joked upon arriving at the fancy restaurant that maybe our dresses were a bit too short. We agreed that that's how we liked it.

"It's just up here," she said, beaming with excitement. She had been with women in the past, and whenever she told me about it I was turned on.

We climbed to her apartment and she opened the door, leading me in. "More wine!" she shouted, and I echoed her, somewhat nervously. We walked through to the living room, and she went off to the kitchen to retrieve the drinks. "Have a seat," she called back. I did, and immediately felt against the couch that I was slippery wet. My mouth fell agape involuntarily at the realization just as she returned with the glasses.

"What's that face for?" she teased. At this point I knew that we were playing a back-and-forth game of seduction. I could have told her that it was nothing and let the game continue. Instead, the feeling of my wet pussy against my panties and the anticipation of having her made me take it a step further.

"I just realized that my pussy is soaked thinking about you." Now it was her turn to let her jaw fall. She put down the glasses on the nearest surface and sat down quickly next to me. Then she hesitated. 

"I just want you to know that this won't alter our friendship or anything, in case you're worried," and I interrupted: "I'm not worried. I want you, bad. Fuck me, Michelle, please."

She gasped, "Yes," and I immediately kissed her. Our lips met clumsily, but our tongues made up for it. We kissed deeply – my first kiss with a woman – for what felt like minutes on end. I had Goosebumps down my neck. She tasted like her lip-gloss, sweet and girly, and it turned me on even more. Her more experienced hands began to caress the sides of my neck, then down my shoulders to the straps of my dress. We continued kissing as she pulled one strap, then the other, down. Our lips parted and she leaned back, sliding her fingers between the material and my skin at my cleavage. She looked into my eyes, and they seemed to ask if I wanted her to proceed. "Yes," I gasped, breathing hard, my chest swelling against her fingers. She slowly pulled my top down, exposing my bare breasts.

"Oh," she moaned. "I love how you never wear a bra. Not even with breasts this big." She looked at them a moment longer, before placing a hand on each. She squeezed gently. 

"They're even better than I imagined." I laughed, feeling self-conscious for the first time since we had started. She looked at me, smiling. "You think I'm joking?" She asked. I shook my head. "I've held some breasts before, you know. These are my favourite." She squeezed a little harder and pushed them together. My nipples were rock hard, and she noticed. She moved her hands down to my legs and leaned on my thighs while she bent toward me, sucking my left nipple into her mouth.

"Oh!" The sensation surprised me. She was flicking my hard nipple with her tongue as she sucked, while her hands massaged my thighs. I closed my eyes and leaned back. She followed until I had my back on the couch. Then she stopped sucking and sat up. I looked at her, a bit surprised.

"Here, get up," she said, helping me up, my dress falling to my hips. She got on her knees in front of me, and slowly pulled my dress down to my feet, leaving me in nothing but my panties. 

"Oh wow," she whispered. I looked down to see that my pink panties had a dark wet spot from all my excitement. She leaned in and kissed the spot, sending a bolt through my limbs and making my knees buckle. She smiled up at me and let her hands trail up the backs of my thighs to my ass. She grabbed my cheeks and softly pulled me toward her mouth. I moaned loudly while she kissed my wet lips through my panties, letting my fingers entwine through her hair. Then she pulled back. 

"You're just too fucking sexy," she said as she stood up. "I'm getting ahead of myself."

I looked at her wondering what she meant. Did she have a plan?

"Let's head to my bed," she whispered, and gently guided me toward it. When we entered, she pulled the duvet off. "Lie down, Marie."

I laid on the bed and modestly crossed my ankles. She giggled, and reached down to the hem of her dress. She lifted it over her head as I watched. Her legs and hips were glorious and full, further accentuated by her small waist. She removed her bra and the sight of her petite breasts made me bite my lip. Her nipples were cute and pink, and very puffy. I wanted so badly to taste them, and I got up on my elbows toward her. 

"Wait," she smiled. I giggled and did as I was told.

She kept her panties on – they were black bikini-style – and she turned toward her dresser. I watched her full, round ass bounce while she walked away. 

"Oh, fuck, your ass is amazing," I blurted out. She laughed and, grabbing something from a drawer, turned around and asked, "Do you want to see it up close?"

The question, and the confidence with which it was asked, made me involuntarily spread my legs as my knees twitched with delight. "Oh, yes!"

She smiled at my now exposed panties and whispered, "Good." She kneeled down on the edge of the bed and bent forward, sliding her hands up my legs toward my pantyline. She snuck her fingers underneath and began to slowly pull my panties down. I could feel them peeling away from my wet vulva and raised myself up to allow them to come off. She never took her eyes off me while she pulled the panties all the way off. I felt incredibly exposed and excited as she saw me completely naked for the first time.

Without hesitating, she tossed the panties to one side, and gently pushed my knees apart. My heart was racing, knowing that my vulva was spreading along with my legs, meaning I was opening up in front of her eyes. Her experienced hands guided me open, and my mind was screaming for her fingers or mouth.

Just then I noticed what she had brought back from the dresser. It was a length of cord, the same kind I had seen in fetish porn. She caught me looking at it and smiled. 

"What do you think about this?" she asked, picking it up and beginning to unravel it. My mind was racing and my heart was beating against my chest.

"Yes, please, tie me up," I panted. She laughed sweetly, and I smiled. We looked into each other's eyes and she rushed to lean in to kiss me. Then she stood up and began shoving the rope under the bed, letting an end hang out on either side of the mattress. She took each end and tied it to one of my knees, gently pulling my legs apart. I sat up watching her on my elbows. When she was done, she sat back to admire her work.

"I love your hair," she said, gently touching the short fuzz above my clitoris. 

"Th-thank-you," I shuddered, acutely aware of how close she was to touching my pussy. She traced both hands up my thighs toward my knees, gently pushing them even farther open. I let my head fall back as she leaned her face in closer to my pussy. I could feel her breath on my by now throbbing clit.

"Oh god," I whispered. The anticipation was killing me. I could feel the juices from my pussy dripping down drop by drop. How long was she going to torture me like this?

Then she did something I never would have expected. She slid both her arms under my thighs, and pulled me forward and up. This exposed my ass, and sent my knees up and spread even wider. I could no longer sit up on my elbows or see anything she was doing. I gasped. 

"That's better," she said. Then I felt her hands grab my ass and thighs, and her fingers pull my vulva even farther apart. She rubbed my lips together, massaging them in a circular motion. The sensation on my clitoris was incredible and I gasped again.

"I've wanted to taste you for so long," she whispered, her breath heavy against my clit. I squirmed against the rope, and she took this opportunity to surprise me once again. She plunged her tongue into my wet hole, and kissed her lips against me. I let out a loud moan and tensed up completely, then relaxed. I could feel every movement her tongue was making – inside my pussy, against my lips, up toward my clit, down toward my ass. My head was swimming, and I no longer felt tense at all. 

"You're delicious," she said against my lips. "And you're soaking wet." She slid a finger into me, then another. She easily found my g-spot and began to stroke it.

"Oh wow," I gasped. She was rubbing me just the way I rub myself while I masturbate. My hands absent-mindedly began to pull and tug on my nipples, and she rubbed harder. 

I let one hand trace down to my clitoris, and felt how swollen it was.

"No," she said, seeing my intention, and moved my hand away. She then took a long lick from her fingers inside me right up to my clit, the first time she had touched it. The sensation sent me bolt upright with pleasure.

"I'm going go have to get another rope to hold your top half down," she joked, not letting her lips leave my clitoris. I moaned and moaned, begging her for more. She began circling her tongue around it, slowly going faster and harder while she continued to rub my g-spot. 

"Holy fuck!" I was almost screaming now. I couldn't imagine holding out any longer. I wanted to cum so much.

"Oh god, I want to cum!" I pleaded. She slowed down immediately. "No, not yet," she pulled her fingers out slowly. She sat up on the bed while I caught my breath.

"Do you remember telling me one of your fantasies on one of our date nights?" she asked. My head was still swimming, and at the time I could barely remember my name.

"Marie," she reminded me. "Do you remember what you said one of your fantasies was?" Now I understood the question. Had I told her one of my lesbian fantasies in the past? Had I been that forward? I giggled in spite of myself and admitted that no, I wasn't sure what she was talking about.

"I'll remind you," she whispered, and she stood up. I sat up just in time to watch her slide her panties down.

I bit my lip as she began to crawl toward me, slowly easing me down back onto my back. She continued to move up my body, until her knees were next to my head and her pussy was directly above me. 

"Oh god yes," I moaned. She smiled: "Remember now?"

Her scent was bewitching and I craned my neck closer to her. I began licking her greedily. She gasped and giggled, and I realized that I hadn't been nearly as suave with her as she had been with me. She didn't seem to mind, though, because she held my head against her. I lapped, flicked, and sucked her pussy, just as I had imagined so many times. Her juices were running down my chin, and she tasted like nothing I had ever experienced. It was delicious, and I couldn't slow myself down. I wanted her to cum right there against my tongue.

Just then, she gently pulled my head away. I moaned and looked up at her, wanting more and more. She smiled, and asked, "Do you remember what I told you one of my fantasies was?"

I did remember. I nodded eagerly, and placed my hands on her hips, guiding her while she turned around. Her gorgeous ass was right in front of me now, and she bent down toward my pussy, exposing her own. She leaned back expertly, and I spread her lips with my fingers. I began licking her again, more slowly and with more finesse than before. She rocked her hips against my tongue for a few minutes, before drawing my knees toward her and licking my pussy, too.

The sensation of having her mouth on my pussy while tasting hers was soon too much. I began to moan into her pussy more than lick it, and she responded by sliding two fingers inside me and intensely pulling at my g-spot. I lost all control. My knees pulled against the ropes, and I began to orgasm just as she started sucking my clit. I gasped against her pussy and moaned while my muscles contracted around her fingers, and my clit swelled and pulsed.

I was euphoric as she slid herself out of me and pulled her pussy away from my lips to sit next to me on the bed. I knew I didn't need to say anything to convey how strong my orgasm was; I don't think I could have if I wanted to.

She was beaming at me in my drowsy post-orgasmic state. Suddenly I snapped-to and sat up next to her.

"What about you?" I asked. "I want to make you cum."

She stood up and walked back toward the dresser, chuckling and biting her lip.

"You will... eventually."