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Jury Duty Ch. 01

By: vastiesmith



The letter was from the state and when I opened it, it read Dear Lisa Brown, you have Jury Duty (JD). UGH! I had heard from everyone who ever had it that it was a real pain in the ass unless you got a hot case. But here was the letter telling me I had a month of it. 

Damn it! It couldn't have come at a more inappropriate time for me. Work was already making me late getting home almost every night and my husband was becoming upset since he had to fen for himself and no one likes to eat alone. Tommy was eating out two or three times a week and when he wasn't he was bring home carry out most of the time. Oh he left me something or brought it home for me. But, I wouldn't get in until around 7 or sometimes 9 PM and then had to heat it up. That was my life almost every day since January.

And on the weekends, shit what weekends? They found me hidden away in the PC room we used for work as I was writing and working. Now I had to prepare a damn report my boss Mary wanted before I went to JD. Mary my boss told me Friday morning she wanted something by Monday, which would guide her with what my plan was to move the project alone over the month that I would be out of the office.

While my company asked for a change in my JD service, it was turned down and I had to attend or be held in contempt of court and fined. I had no choice I had to go. 

GOD!! It was bad and it seemed like I had no time for anything including my husband. When I finally went to bed at night Tom was sound asleep or I was just too tired to begin to fool around. I was so busy and so tired I didn't even masturbate, let alone have sex with Tom. Hell I wasn't even horny, much. 

When I complained to my boss a little asking if she could pick someone else, she told she had hand picked me to chair this brand new expensive project. Then before I could even respond to that, she told me she didn't want me to let her down, JD or no JD.

She told me she would sit in the various meetings for me while I was out and bring me up to date on what took place at the meetings at night by calling me at home. Then she said I would still be responsible for moving the task along. We would talk in the evenings on the phone and if I needed to see something she would drop it off for me before I went to court. That didn't please my husband or me. It also meant I had to work late into the night many evenings when I got home from JD and there was something due back to Mary. I would fax it or send it by e-mail in the morning before I left for JD.  

Each day I went to court I just sat there as they picked people to service on this jury or that jury. I worked at the tasks Mary had given me while I waited but it was hard to concentrate since it was loud and noisy and I had trouble concentrating. 

Finally after 3 days they pick my name and I got to sit in on a trial that lasted a little less than a week. That meant no work to get finished so then I work at night.  Again I had no time for anything including sex with Tommy that entire week. The trial lasted 4 days. 

Then the second week went by and while I wasn't picked for any trial, I was still told I to make a phone call every night after 6 PM to see if my group was told to show up the next day. And each night I called my group was told to report to the court meeting room by 8:30 AM. So I worked on the project when I was sitting there for hours and hours waiting for the members of the court to pick a group of people for a trial and hopefully me again. 

It was boring and the chairs were hard and it wasn't a place conducive to working on anything except crosswords and other games. But since I didn't get selected, I was released around 1 PM each day. I went in to work and never got home until 7 PM at the earliest for that entire week. Tom had dinner waiting but he had already eaten since he wasn't sure when I would get there. 

I should have known. I mean it had been like that for me this entire year since Mary had become the new Division head. I knew after the office party in December that Mary didn't really like me but she liked Tom very much and hung on him most of the night. Actually Mary didn't like any of the women that worked for her. She flirted shamelessly with the men and I was sure she was having sex with as many as three of them. Each was in his early twenties while she was every bit of 35 or 40. And I had heard she was a real slut in bed from a woman who had a friend who used to work for us. Of course I had no real proof and only listened to the gossip from the others in the office and around the company. Mary had a real bad reputation with the women, but the men loved her.

It was now the month of May and I bet I had worked 60 hours a week if not more since January 2. I was hoping I would get a promotion and get out of this office and out from under the bitch. I wanted to work for anyone but her. Maybe if I got this project in on time and under budget I'd even get a department and moving into another division of my own. 

I went to work on Sunday morning and left around 1 PM leaving the finished report on Mary's desk. I got home around 2 PM. I went home and saw Mary's car going down the street where we lived. I honked the horn but she just drove past me. 

I entered the house and asked my husband if she had been there. He told me, "She stopped by thinking you would be here Lisa but you weren't. So she asked me for a cup of coffee and then she left."

He looked funny as he said; "You just missed her babe."

I told him I saw her driving down the street and honked my horn but she ignored me. Then I asked if she left anything for me and he told me no. He asked about the report I dropped off at work and I told him I was done for the night. 

Then I got a brainstorm and asked him if he would like to go out to dinner and then come home and play. You should have seen the smile on his face. Sex always made Tommy smiled but I guess it does for any man. But it had been three weeks now maybe longer since we had any.  I knew he was so damn ready and......well hell so was I!

We went just down the road to our favorite Italian place and ate until we were both ready to bust. The food was great as usual and all during dinner I teased Tommy rubbing his leg just at or under the tip of his soft cock head and as I did I felt it begin to grow. As it got harder and pressed against the fabric of his slacks I moved my hand down his leg a little away from it, teasing him. I only touched the swelling cock head as it grew more and I felt it push against my little finger again. I would lightly touch it circling the head with my finger for a second or two, and ran my hand up the shaft feeling how hard and big it was getting. 

I loved the feeling of making my husband's cock hard it excited me thinking I was doing that to him. So I would then move my hand down just below the lump in his slacks again and begin to rub his thigh again. As it got bigger and bigger I moved my hand further and further down so I wouldn't touch it on purpose. It was fun and I knew Tommy was about to bust. I had him almost moaning by the time we finished dinner and ordered one desert to share. 

Finally he took my hand and placed it directly on the hard shaft as it pushed up making a tent in his slack leg. He kissed my neck by my ear and whispered, "Squeeze it! Jesus! Squeeze it baby! Squeeze! Oh God that feels so good. Keep your hand on it please!"

I smiled at him and he kissed me and I felt his tongue probing into my mouth. I took it happily. I knew I had teased him badly and I squeezed his hard on and now I slowly stroked it as his tongue entered my mouth again! I knew he would fuck me on the table right there if I told him to do it. And I was so hot I was tempted. 

The desert came and it was made especially by the owner for us, we knew him very well. As we ate Tommy looked at me and I looked at him and he said, "When we get home I want to fuck you on the stairs because I won't make it up the steps to the bedroom."

I kissed him and said, "Do it on the bottom two steps baby because I couldn't wait to get any higher." I cupped his face in both of my hands and said, "I want you bad tonight too Tommy!"

He told me that he loved me and wanted me very badly too. My vagina and panties were so wet from just touching him all during dinner they stuck to my pussy lips. I wanted to take them off and hand them to him. I wanted him to know how ready I really was. I smiled as I told myself I would do just that! 

I excused myself and went into the lady's room. I wiggled then down my legs feeling the sticky wetness holding the small piece of cloth, which covered my ass and pussy holes. I was so wet. I let the panties hang on my pussy sticking to it. Then I smiled thinking how I would enjoy Tom's cock in me tonight! I moaned softly. And for those men out reading this story who may think that women don't all think like that, well all I can say is we do.

I slid the bikini panties down my legs and stepped out of them removing them and putting them in my purse. They were wet and had that musky odor any woman has when they as ready as I was to be made love to. I needed fucking badly and I knew Tom did too. No matter what tonight I would give and get sexual relief. 

As I opened the door to the lady's room I felt a cool breeze going up my skirt. My very wet pussy felt very naked and as the air began to cool it I shivered with delight and a chill thinking of what was waiting ahead for my husband and me. I smiled as I straighten my skirt and blouse and closed my purse. I then walked out heading towards the table. 

When I rounded the corner I saw my boss Mary standing in front of our table talking with Tom. He was smiling and so was she. She was dressed very erotic and bending like she was, I knew Tommy was getting an eye full of her big D cup tits. I knew she was most likely out with some young stud and was going to fuck his brains out later if she didn't already do it. 

She always made it a point to tell me or whoever was around about her sexual weekends and how she had fucked some young guy dry and that she was use to wearing them out. Sometimes she would take on two of them. From what I heard and the way she talked about it, the rumors were all around the office. I knew her sexual appetite was very strong. Hell there was even a time when a couple of people talked about seeing her coming out of the men's room of a local bar wiping her mouth as the guy standing behind her was zipping up. I wondered how she had any time to work. 

As I walked up to the table she said, "Oh, hi Lisa. I see you guys like this place too. Isn't the food great?"

We both told her it was and then she told me she had just dropped off a document at my house putting between the storm door and the main door. She told me that she needed it to be reviewed tonight so it could be picked up in the morning. She told me she would have one of the guys' pick it up before 8:30 AM even if it was Sunday. She apologized and said she hoped she didn't spoil our evening out but it was critical that I review the work as soon as I got home. 

As Mary stood there, I slid past her and back into the booth next to Tom again. I was right as she bent resting her hands on our table I could see all the way down her dress. Both of Mary'' nipples were showing. She saw me look and then smiled at Tommy seeing him looking too. She stood back up slowly as she said, "Oh sorry, I keep forgetting that I shouldn't bend over like that in this outfit."

I was thinking, "Yea sure bitch. You know damn well your fat old tits were showing off to Tommy al the while."

She said, "Guess when you have smaller breasts like you Lisa, you don't have that problem."

She smiled and I smiled back saying, "I guess not."

She again told me she needed the report turned around tonight. I said we would manage and I would check the work and it would be available by 8:30 AM tomorrow. She told me she would call me later on tonight and check on my progress. I told her no I would call her. She looked at me and then Tommy and said, "Well.....OK. As long as it's before 11PM."

When I asked why, she told me she needed time to check the changes I would make if there were any. It was now 8 PM. Then she said goodnight and smiled at my husband as she walked away. I saw Tommy watching her ass wiggled just like most of the men in the place that were under 90 years old and could see. Mary was a very beautiful woman on the outside but she was such a whore inside. 

As she walked to her table she wiggled that ass like a bitch in heat. I then saw she was with a much younger guy as he stood up when she came back to the table. I didn't know him. But she walked like she had been fucked already tonight and was now stocking up on food so she would have more energy for more sexual exercise. She sat so she could see me and smiled. "Whore! You're such a fucking whore Mary", I said to myself. 

Then I turned and smiled at Tom and said, "Here take these and tell me what you think."

He held out his hand and I handed him my small black still damp bikini panties. He knew immediately what they were and he smiled at me as he put his two hands to his face. He hid the panties from anyone and inhaled almost obscenely. Then he smiled as he said, "Umm baby! I think you are ready to go home now?"

I laughed and it came out husky and deep. He smiled as we kissed and he felt my hand cover his semi-hard cock. He had definitely deflated some since I had left to go to the lady's room and then talked with my boss. Yea, she had that same effect on me too. 

So I moved Tommy's hand to my inner leg and he moved it up between them as he went along and under my skirt. I felt him slid it higher and higher under my skirt and up my inner thigh. Slowly and higher he stroked me gently until his fingers came to my wet slit. As he cupped my entire pussy I spread my thighs open giving him access. He whispered, "God Lisa you are wet. I want to make love to you so bad baby! Come on let's get the fuck out of here."

I said, "In a minute baby! Touch me Tommy touch my pussy."

He moaned as he used his fingers to separate my swollen pussy lips. As he cupped and squeezed my pussy with his hand, I stroked his hard on and felt it growing bad to its hardness as it began to make another tent in his slacks. We finished the desert and played with each other's sex for a few minutes until he told me if I didn't want him to fuck me in the booth or on the table we leave. My wet pussy was gushing now. He smiled and we got up to leave.

I saw my boss look up at us. Tommy walked back to the kitchen and said goodbye to the owner and thanked him for another great meal. Then as we started to leave and walked towards the front door, Tommy had to use his coat to cover his hardon. I was smiling at him knowing he was going to almost rape me when we got home. As we passed Mary's table she said, "Before 11 PM Lisa! OK?"

I didn't answer her and smiled as I walked away. Once in the SUV Tommy was all over me. I giggled and fought him off just a little. Then he began to kiss my neck as he felt me up in the parking lot. With his hand under my skirt again I opened my legs allowing him full access to my body. "Oh Tommy! Oh God baby I have missed you so much", I moaned in his ear. 

It had been so damn long for both of us. Then he told me he had really missed me too. He slowly ran his fingers up and down my slit and I could fell my pussy lips opening again for him. I whispered in his ear to finger fuck me. He moved his hand down a little further and I felt the middle finger on his hand slid in as deep as he could get it. I moaned and kissed him as I arched up giving him better access to my hole. . As the people came and went Tommy worked on my wet and aching pussy. It only took a few minutes before I moaned loudly and arched my hips and ass up off the seat and humped and humped and humped my sex on Tommy magical two fingers now buried in my body. 

Moaning and moaning in his ear as I kissed his neck and he got me off nicely in the bucket seat of our SUV. I watched as he removed his fingers and licked them clean. I moaned. 

As he pulled out of the restaurant parking lot I stroked his right leg rubbing his hard cock. He drove like a racecar driver that night and it reminded me of the night he had asked me to marry him. I had said yes and that he should take me home and make love to me all night. 

We had sex that night long and soft and lovingly. But he drove as fast as he could to get us to his apartment. Then in the morning he drove me back to my dorm slowly and carefully. I had told him yes about getting married immediately. It was our senior year in college and we knew we were going to be together forever. I held him then and tonight I would hold him again as if I was afraid he would disappear if I let him good. 

As I hugged his arm now I began to slowly recover from the finger fucking and sweet orgasm he gave me. At the red light I kissed his neck and told him to hurry I wanted him inside me as soon as he could get it in. God I think I had humped his hand for 2 or 3 full minutes cumming and climaxing. He still had his hand on my pussy, from time to time but he needed both hands to drive like he was doing most of the time. I kept my skirt up around my stomach and I held my thighs open for him to enjoy when he could. The odor of my sex filled the SUV and he told me his mouth was watering for me. My body screamed for his mouth down there first and then his cock. I had to have his cock soon or I was going to scream.

I told him he had given me a glorious orgasm and I sucked his neck knowing I was leaving a mark. I hoped his shirt covered it and then I smiled thinking I hoped it didn't and everyone would know his wife fucked him good over the weekend. God I was so damn hot and needed fucking badly. I squeezed his hard cock as I remembered the climaxed again and how I had wet the seat I was now sitting on.

I knew we were going to have sex before I even touched that damn document. "Fuck Mary", I said, and Tommy smiled and looked at me. 

When we finally pulled into the driveway of our house we were both so sexually excited the doors to the SUV opened and we both almost ran to the front door. He teased me by fumbling with his key. I said, "Jesus baby! Give me the damn things! GIVE ME THEM!"

He laughed and handed them to me. I opened the door and pulled him into the house. As I pushed the door closed with my foot, I pulled my top and bra off at the same time. I heard the bra snap and knew I had bent the catches. 

Tommy had removed his shoes and socks and was now puling down his slacks. Damn that was fast! I saw his cock sticking out of his shorts. It was shinning with pre-cum and hard as a rock as it stood straight out at a 90-drgree angle at attention. I moved to the stairs and sat on the second one. I spread my thighs as I smiled evilly and wantonly like some whore myself now and said, "Hurry baby! Hurry!"

He moved in front of me and as his cock slowly moved into my wet pussy lips parted and I felt the fat cock head move into it. I moaned and he pushed! I simply moaned again as I tried to tell him, "Oh Yes baby! Oh God yes fuck me Tommy!"

He pushed more and in seconds he was all the way inside me. I was that wet. Usually Tommy has to push it in slowly since he is sort of thick. He's about 7 inches long and firmly around that fills me up so nice. I don't know exactly how thick he is for sure but once when we played in bed I used a measuring tape and it read 8 inches around. So how thick is that? Who cares? It filled me and was giving me such a wonderful feeling now. 

As our bodies began to meet each other's thrusts, the phone rang. We let it ring. As it switched over to the machine I heard Mary's voice say rather abruptly, "Lisa. I hope you heard me when you left the restaurant a little while ago. I need you to contact me by no later than 11 PM tonight! Make sure you do. It's very important. Where are you? I was sure you guys were going home since I saw you playing with your husband's cock under the table and he looked like he was fingering you. I guess you're fucking each other right now. Ummm so am! Oh Benny fuck me fuck me harder baby!" She almost yelled it in the phone. 


Jury Duty Ch. 01



I said as I was panting, "Whore!" 

And Tommy pushed into me again. Then she said, "Anyway, don't forget; no matter what Lisa you need to call me by 11 PM with any changes to the document. Have fun until them!"

Click went the phone as I arched up and to meet my loving husband's driving into me. I cried out for Tommy to cum! Screaming my desire I fucked him back hard and fast as he pumped into me. We held each other and fucked like it was out first time in years. It almost seemed like it. 

As he knelt there in front of the steps with my legs around his stomach I felt every inch of his wonderful hard cock as it moved deep into me again and again. "Oh God! OH God Lisa! I'm cumming baby", he moaned the words as I felt his cock thicken and get harder and even hotter inside my body. 

I knew he was going to cum. I held him and rotated my pussy around on his dick just like I knew he loved and then I told him to fill me. He kissed me as he pushed me back on the steps and arched his back shoving his cock as deep into me as he could get it. I arched up to meet him and I heard him moan and then I moaned and we sounded like two animals. Wolves, two wolves mating as we were fucking like animals and he began to pump his cum into me. 

I felt shot after wonderful loving shot of his seed pumping into my body and it got me to the next level. I cried out that I was cumming too and Tommy pushed deep into me and held it there as I fucked him wildly finishing us both off. I was good, God it was so good. It was fast and hard and we both knew it had to be that way. But it was great sex between a husband and wife. He finally withdrew his softening cock from my very full pussy and smiled. I smiled back and kissed him. 

He said, "That should hold you until you read her fucking report. It's 10:15 PM baby! You better get started. I'll make tea and help you if I can. He did and I went into the bathroom and wiped myself. Then I slipped on my pantries and left my skirt on the bathroom floor. I came down and began to read the report. As I sat there reading the damn report in just my panties I could feel his cum still leaking out and making a big wet spot in the panty slit between my legs. 

Tommy came in with the tea and said now how can I help if you don't cover your breasts baby! I love your breast."

I laughed and said, "Oh the way you were looking at Mary's big tits I was sure you preferred hers."

He said, "Well she does have a great body, but you're right she is a bitch and a whore. Besides, I have yours right here. And as he stood behind me he reached over my shoulders and cupped and lifted both of them. I let him play a few minutes and then said, "The report baby! I have to get this done now. Then we'll have all night to play."

He sighed and released my breasts. My nipples were huge and I had to use all my womanly strength to not turn around and offer him my body again. Then he wrote down the changers I told him about and around 11:30 PM the phone rang. It was, guess whom, Mary. She said, "Lisa!! I told you 11 PM at the latest. It now 11:30 PM and I have things to do damn it. What are you doing?"

I said, "Well I had things to do before I got to your report. The date on the document tells me you have had this report for four damn days Mary. Why did you wait until tonight to give it to me?"

She said, It's the first time I had a chance after reading it myself. Besides I'm the boss and I dictate when I give people the work to do."

I said, "Well, that's why I'm late giving it back to you." 

"Now Lisa! I need those damn changes now, right now", she said very nasty. 

I said, "OK I have them all written down. I can read them off to you or you can wait and pick them up tomorrow. "

She said, "Read them."

I did and we spent over an hour on the phone making her changes. Then she said, "You have be to do better next time Lisa. You can't be late with these things there's just to much going on."

I was mad but I held my temper and said, "OK. If you get the data to me earlier, I wouldn't be late."

Then I asked quickly if there was anything else, and she told me know. I hung up immediately and walked into out bedroom. When I got there I saw Tommy stroking his cock and it was very hard again. He said, "I have been waiting! Hurry and come make love to me again."

I smiled as sexy as I could and wiggled my ass as I walked into the bathroom and washed my cum dripping pussy again. I washed it as good as I could and them came back out completely nude and stood there letting Tom take in my naked body.

My husband opened his arms as I moved on to the bed. He said, "Why not tell her to kiss your ass?"

I laughed and said, "Shit! She might like that! Besides I only have two more weeks on JD. Then I'll be OK. I might have to work late but I'll be OK. Are we OK sweetheart?"

He pulled me to him and kissed me. When we separated he said, "Yes" and then "Well just so you know there are other jobs out there and you could always just walk way. We don't need your money to survive. And she is such a fucking bitch."

That's what made it nice for me. We didn't need my money to live on. We couldn't take those big thousands of dollar vacations each year or buy a new car every other year but we would be OK. And Tom was right Mary was a bitch and a whore and I was sure I could always get another job. 

When his cock first poked at me as he held me tight I didn't know for sure just how I felt about Mary or the job. But as we kissed and made love I began to grin as my pussy on him as I leaked my wetness in need again. I pushed him back and straddled his legs as I sat up on his thighs. He smiled up at me and reached for and cupped my breasts. As I lowered my pussy down on his hard shaft I saw him smile and his eye sparkle. God, I love that look in my man's eyes. 

Within a few minutes we were both going much faster and I felt his thrusts pump up into me harder. I knew he was almost read to cum again. I didn't want that I wanted this to last I didn't know when we would do it again. I held him and said, "Don't! Don't move baby! Not yet! Don't move hold me please don't cum yet."

He was trying so hard! And so was I. As we held each other with his cock buried fully inside me, I could feel it's excitement and I moaned as it started thumped in my tunnel. I felt the warm wetness of Tommy's cum and I moaned and began to fuck him wildly! I wanted him, all of him to fill my pussy, as he was cumming like he always does. He moaned, "I'm sorry.......baby!! I tired! But...it's ....been....so ....long! Oh God Lisa!!"

And he began filling my entire insides coating all of my pussy walls with his smooth thick cum. I wanted all of it. I was on top of him lifting my ass up and down pumping my pussy on his cock. I whispered, "It's.....OK....Tommy! Oh....God yes! It...so...good! So......good!"

And as we humped on the bed as we fucked now and he filled me again. I kissed him over and over again as we held each other and climaxed together. As I finally sat back up, Tom took both of my breasts in his hands and he was still hard enough so that I could keep riding him. And I rode him and rode him and rode him. Up and down, up and down, up and down, I worked on his cock feeling his cum running down my pussy and over his cock. It smoothness was being used by both of us as a lubricant!

Every single inch of his cock was buried deep inside me as I began to rock back and forth on it now. Tommy took my hips in his hands now and he began a steady lifting and lowering as he thrust up into my pussy. Over and over again his cock, his wonderful cock fucked me in the movement and action that was delightful to both of us. He was making me move closer to my own orgasm now. Tommy knew I needed to cum again, one last time. He rolled us both over so I was on my back now. He kept his cock buried in me not missing a stroke

He moved his body up and down, and back and forth fucking me, burying his cock deep inside me with each motion. He moved his arms down and under my thighs. Then he lifted up so just the tip of his cock was still in me. Then he slammed back into my hole and I took every inch of his wonderful cock. Over and over and over again and again and again he fucked me. My hips were now moving. Up and down, up and down, up and down I helped myself as I fucked him. My pussy screamed to cum. And then it hit me! 

Now with me on my back he drove his cock into me ramming hard and fast! Fucking me was all we both had on our brains, nothing else just the sex. As he did, I lifted my legs up a little more and he took them in his hands and raised them even higher. I felt his cock move just a little deeper into my body. "OH God Tommy! Yes, yes, yes, fuck me!" I cried out, I yelled out, I screamed it out to him. 

And he continued to pump away, in and out in and out of my body! It was so good! It was so very good, so damn good. He lifted my legs higher still and moved them over my head. As he pressed my legs down against my body my knees were just touching my breasts. He had me bent in half and as he slammed into me driving his dick home I screamed again. With his hands under my thighs now he used them as leverage and fucked me harder and still harder and I screamed with a rapture I hadn't felt in a long tie. It was glorious! The stimulation I was having from the lovely feeling of his cock going deep into me as he penetrated my body again and again were driving me higher and higher. 

I started to feel the orgasm build from deep inside me and I knew it was going to be spectacular. He was looking down at me now. His eyes met my eyes and he smiled as I smiled back. He told me he loved me as I told him I love him too. He continued to pump into my body. The feeling was so good and I closed my eyes and I know my lips formed an "O" as I climbed the ladder of bliss towards climax. 

Tommy fucked me harder than I could remember. I heard sounds coming from my throat that was more animalistic, more of a snarl a growl. It was coming from me!!! Coming from deep inside me. Tom was releasing my lust and with a husky snarl, I told him to cum in me again. I told him to really give it to me. 

And with that he moaned and arched his back one last time and began to spew shot after wonderful shot of his love into me. I moaned, "Ohhh God! Oh yes Tommy!! Cum in me baby! Cum in me! I love you......so.....so......so......very......much!"

Then I felt it hit me like a freight train hits a car. I yelled, "Oh yes! Tommy! Yes! Oh God! Fuck meeeeeee!"

As the huge orgasm swept over me and centered in my pussy I wrapped my arms and legs around my lover, my husband, my partner and held him deep inside me as I screamed, "Ooohhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk Yessssss! Tom oh Tommy!! I'm cumming baby! I'm cumming. Good so good baby! So damn good."

I felt his cock cumming for the third time tonight! A sort of record for him. He pushed one last time into me and held it there as he finished. Thump, thump, thump. Thump!! I could almost hear it and I definitely felt it as his cock was jumping and spewing as it was thumping as he shot load after load of his seed from his balls down the shaft of his beautiful cock and into my wanting and needing body. 

I locked my legs around his stomach now and pushed on his ass with my feet to try and get him even deeper. I held him around the neck with my arms pressing his body to mine. Our lips were locked together and we humped and humped and humped against each other with our sex. Our bodies worked to please both each other and ourselves. Over and over and over again my climax roared as it over took my entire being. 

We grunted, moaned, sighed and grunted as we both tried to hold the last of our orgasms. But like always they slowly melted away. And Tom collapsed on top of me completely now. He almost knocked the wind out of me. We both knew it was over. Neither of us could do it again. I held him and we rolled to our sides as we fell asleep.

I had no idea where I was or what day it was, or how long we had fucked or where Mary's damn report was. And I didn't care! All I knew was my man, my sole mate had filled me with his love and his wonderful cum again. We stayed like that for a very long time. Locked in an embrace of sex, love, passion and rapture. It was erotic and lustful at the same time. It was a wonderful ecstasy for both of us. As we lay there just holding each other totally exhausted and drained I was sure I drifted off asleep feeling safe and warm in my man's arms. 

The next thing I remember was hearing the doorbell and it slowly drew me out of my sleep. I staggered to the front door putting on my robe! I was wondering what time it was. As I past the grandfather clock in the hallway it read 8:15AM. I said, "Jesus it's Sunday who the hell can this be?"

Then I remembered who it was.  "One of the guys from work" Mary was sending him over to pick up the report. I opened the front door and there stood a kid around 20 years old maybe a little older but not much. He called me mam!! I could have slapped his face a dozen times. But instead I told him my name was Lisa. Why I didn't hit when he called me that name that only people called my mother. It was a mystery to me at that time.

As he stood in the hallway I went and got the report. I handed it to him just as my husband came waling in with just his shorts on. Tommy saw the young man standing in our hallway and he said, "Oh sorry didn't know anyone was here."

The kid was embarrassed but smiled and said, "Thank you", and turned to leave. 

It was then that I remembered where I had seen him before. It was in the restaurant with Mary last night. So I said, "Where's Mary?"

He said, "Home showering. She told me to get my "ass" back as soon as possible. She also told me to tell you she would call you sometime today."

I said, "When?"

He didn't know. So I told him, "Look tell Mary we were going out and if she needed me she needs to call me by 10AM this morning or she have to wait until after 8 PM tonight. If she calls after 10 PM we'll be bust, remember to say busy and won't answer the phone."

I turned and wrapped my arms around my husband. Tommy smiled at him and said, Make that 9 PM son."

He said, "The name is John." I smiled and said, "Serves you right for calling me that damn name earlier. Look, just tell her we're not going to sit around all day waiting for her to call. Understand?"

He said he did and would tell her. She wouldn't like it but he would tell her. Then he left and my husband and I stood by the door watching him begin to pull out of the driveway. Tom moved behind me and as I closed the door I leaned back on him and felt him slid his hands into my robe and open it as he cupped both of my breasts. I moaned softly and said we both needed a shower.

As we walked towards the bathroom arm in arm I wondered what Mary needed me for again today. Time would tell. I knew I had another two weeks of Jury Duty to serve and tomorrow was Monday. But right now I'm going to shower with my lover and suck his cock hard again. This would a wonderful Sunday that I was sure of.

As John came back to Mary's place she took the revised report Lisa had prepared and placed it in her briefcase without even opening it. She didn't have too since she had additional changes and additions to make. She hadn't planned to give Lisa all the changes when she and Lisa had talked last night at 11:30 PM. 

Mary then made a call to Lisa's home. Tommy and Lisa were in the shower and the machine picked up her message. She gave Lisa instructions to stop by the office at 1PM and pick up the changes she had made to the revised report. Actually Mary had placed these changes on Lisa's desk Friday night before she left. As she talked in to the machine, Mary instructed Lisa to work on these changes at the office and include them in the report she had given to John earlier today. Mary knew like always, Lisa had it all on her laptop except for the information Mary kept from her. So Lisa was now going to work on it in the office around 1 PM. 

Mary further instructed Lisa to remain at the office and to finish the report making 10 copies for her. Mary needed it for Monday's meeting.  Then Lisa was to place the completed report and the copies on Lisa's desk for the meeting on Monday morning.  That would mean Lisa would have to work on it for at least three hours in the office.  Mary smiled knowing Lisa would be away from home for at least 3 hours. Now, Mary could drop by to see Tommy again. She wondered what Tommy's cock would feel like the first tie it entered her pussy? She smiled and said to herself, "Yes! The first time with someone's husband fucking me was always the best, the juiciest and the most erotic fuck of all. Just knowing I fucked Lisa's sweet sexy husband would make all the difference in the world. Yes, Tommy was next in line to sample my body. She laughed thinking how she had manipulated them both of them. So far Mary's plan had worked perfectly. She knew Tommy didn't particularly like her but she knew by the look in his eyes and the way he watched her that Tommy would love to fuck her. What the hell did she care if he liked her.



Jury Duty Ch. 02



Mary dressed for Tommy's enjoyment that first day she went to his house after instructing his wife to go to the office and work on the project. She almost had her breasts hanging out of her low cut off the shoulder blouse. With no bra on, her nipples showed against the white blouse as they pointed against the material and the dark circles surrounding the fat nipple also showed as dark images against the thin material.

Her skirt was tight and very short, almost 10 inches above her knee when she stood. The back just covered her spectacular ass. And when Mary bent over she was sure she would be showing him her ass covered only by a small almost see through thong. She saw his eyes look at her and she was sure she saw his pants in the front jump. She smiled knowing he enjoyed her apparent exhibition. She had her plan set and then she called Lisa again telling her what she wanted done. She instructed her to do all the work in the in the office where they both worked. 

Mary had waited until Lisa left that day for the office. Then she went to the front door and asked Tommy if Lisa was home. But she knew Lisa wasn't home since she was the one who had sent her away having her work on the project report changes. Tommy told her Lisa wasn't there and that she was under the impression she was planning to meet Mary in the office.

Mary invited herself into the house asking if she could use the phone. Then she asked Tom for a drink of water and finally to use the bathroom. Tommy couldn't refuse her since Mary was his wife's boss. He let her walk past him as she let herself into the kitchen. 

They talked for a short while as they sat at the table. Then Mary bent forward to take a sip of her drink. As she did so, she offered him a long look down her blouse. Tommy could see the fullness and shapeliness of her large lovely beasts. He had to admit they were some of the best if not the best tits he had ever seen

Mary was a bitch everyone knew that, especially the men, and women who worked for her. But the men and a couple of the women also knew she was stunning and a great lover who actually loved fucking more than any woman they had ever met. Mary was the type of woman that lived for it. 

But, the only things she loved better that sex was sexual dominating and controlling of people, bending them to her will. She would manipulate people and get them into situations where she could control them physical and emotionally. She loved blackmailing people and making them do what she wanted. It was her favorite past time and she was very good at it. 

Unfortunately for Lisa and Tommy they were her next targets. Actually she had begun to work on Tommy for about two months now. She had now been alone with him in his house three times so fare looking for Lisa so she said. And each time she flirted more shamelessly and showed him parts of her body. 

Once when she was in their house she asked to go to the bathroom, Tom showed her where it was located and then went back to the living room. When he looked back at the bathroom door, he saw that's she had left the door half opened. He could see her in there doing whatever she was doing as she sat on the toilet. Then as she stood up and slowly wiped her self and started to pull up the thong, he saw she was completely shaved, or at least it sure looked that way. Tommy could see no hair between her legs. 

As Mary turned part way towards the bathroom door, she saw Tom looking. She smiled and then turned fully so he could see the roundness and shapeliness of her ass as she showed off her lower body to him. She even bent over so she could make sure Tom saw both of her holes. Then she turned her head so she looked at his face and smiled as she pulled up her thong and skirt slowly.

She began to adjust her blouse putting it in her skirt. Tommy saw the bottom front of the pale blue almost see through thong she had on. As she pulled up the skirt before adjusting it back down in place she looked up at him and smiled again. She saw Tommy blush a little but he didn't look away. 

So since she knew Tom liked what he was seeing, before leaving the bath room, she lowered her blouse down off her shoulders a little and adjusted it so that her full round breasts hung down with her nipples pointing over the top of the blouse and towards the floor. She looked up to see Tommy standing there in the door way now watching her. When she had her breasts back in her blouse, she smiled and shook her finger as she closed the door fully. 

Tommy turned and walked away since the show was over for now. Her nipples were huge and pressed against her blouse. She smiled knowing he would like that look. She opened the door and she saw Tommy turn his head back towards the bathroom. He was now sitting in the chair but watching her. She adjusted the shoulders to her blouse again rubbing her breasts with her hands sort of lifting them and positioning them in her blouse. She wanted her nipples to be hard and point out against the front of the blouse when she came into the same room as Tom. Then she walked into the living room.

She came up beside him and put her hands on his shoulders. He looked up into her face and at her breasts. She said, "You look very tense Tommy. I think you would feel better if I rubbed your shoulders a little. And with that, she actually began to provide him with a shoulder rubdown. She said again that he felt so tense. He didn't stop her. She had her breasts pushing into the back of his neck and head as she was running her hands over his shoulders and down his chest telling him how ripped she felt he was. 

That day she flirted hard and made very sure Tommy knew she was available if he wanted her. 

She did it again the follow Thursday when she knew Lisa would be at court since she had been picked for jury case. That was the last time she was in his house. It was also the day she actually told him she would love to fuck him. That was just before she walked to the front door and while standing in his doorway she said, "Any time Tom. Anytime your little Lisa doesn't give you what you want or need you call me. You understand? You're a very handsome man Tom and I think we could have an excellent time enjoying each other's bodies. No one would be hurt because I would make sure Lisa was working so you won't get caught baby. And you know I sure as hell don't want to be caught either. It would be bad for my reputation and my job, fucking a husband of a co-worker. But the offer stands Tom. Any time and anywhere baby. "

He didn't reply as she turned and walked to her car.

The closest Lisa had come to actually finding her in her home with Tommy was the day she drove past her on her street. Mary had just left the house and was going the other way. Lisa tooted the horn but Mary didn't acknowledge her.

While Tommy told Lisa each time Mary was there he didn't tell her all of what Mary said or did or how she offered herself to him.

Each time Mary met Tommy at his home she was dressed more and more erotically. Her body was almost perfect. She was tall and very shapely. Actually Mary could have been model except for her large breasts. Oh they were fake, but the job the doctor did on her was the best she or anyone had ever seen. With at least 36D breasts that stood up firm and round with a deep cleavage between them made her look simply lustful. They were very large mounds and no man she knew cared if they weren't the real things. They just want to squeeze them and kiss them and suck on them, and that's what Mary wanted too.

Mary had nipples that pointed out in the middle of those big soft yet firm globes that were almost always hard and long and looked as if she was excited or stimulated. Mary absolutely loved her breasts and showed them off every chance. She was stunning and dressed like she knew it, she did. Her hips were round and full and held her shapely ass cheeks high as they sat on very long shapely legs. Her face didn't have a mark on it, and with green/blue eyes and long styled natural blonde hair she turned many heads wherever she went. 

Mary worked hard to keep her figure too. When she wasn't working or fucking she was working out. She made enough money to have a personal trainer who from time to time was also her live in lover. Mary stayed in shaped all the time. Her stomach was flat and smooth and her body was hairless except for a one-inch runway at the top of her pussy. Actually it was a shapely one inch wide and two inches long patch of hair. 

But now, she had now decided to shave that strip off too in an attempt to snag Tommy. Her pussy was fat and puffy. It always looked swollen with her inner lips looking very apparent and protruding out against her large outer pussy lips. The shape of her vagina enhanced that snake like slit, which curved down the center of her pussy. Between her legs was a piece of heaven as many men called it. Her slit was about 5 inches long in length. Her pussy was dark pinkish/brown and the clit was large and hidden under a long hood. When she became sexually excited it stuck way out and was round and red and very sensitive.

But while Mary was a great credit to her gender, what the men who knew her so well loved about her so much was her skill in fucking. She worked hard to keep her vagina muscles tight and she could climb the ladder of the alphabet with her body movements. Her trainer and she worked together always in the nude and he took ample time each day to make sure her pussy was as tight as it was when she was a very young teen. He also had a very nice size cock to please her when there was those times when she didn't have a man in her bed at night. 

But now she had her eye on Tom and she wanted to fuck him or have him fuck her, or both. As usual she wanted just one night and then she would see how it was. If it was good, she might want him again. After he sampled her Tommy would call her to do it again she was sure of it. After all, her body made Lisa's look like a boy's. She was a temptress and a willing slut when she found the right man. Tommy was now in her sights and she knew before this was all over she would seduce him. She knew he liked what he saw each time she came to the house or saw him with his wife someplace.

The last day that Mary came to his house while Lisa was working on the project at the office was when it happened. Mary knew Lisa would be in the office for at least a few hours and that would give Mary time to start and she was sure finish her seduction. 

As Tom opened the door Mary was standing there with her sexiest smile. He said, "Mary.....what are you doing here? Lisa's at work and I figured you were with her."

Mary said, "Oh I'll get there eventually Tom. But, I actually dropped by to see you."

That was a few days after she had used the old bathroom trick. This time Mary planned to achieve her plan to fuck Tommy in his house maybe even in his bed that he shared with Lisa.

When she approached the house, she noticed a strange car parked in the driveway. "Who could that be?" she wondered. 

Mary felt a little disappointed that she might not be able to enact her seductive plan since there could be another person there with Tom. As Mary pulled to the curb she was thinking, "Damn it!! The little wife is away and now someone else is in there with Tommy. Shit! Well as long as I'm here I might as well see what's going on."

She walked right up the walkway and rang the doorbell. When Tommy opened the door he was dressed in gym shorts and a tank top. She looked him up and down and said, "Damn you look good in that outfit Tommy. Is Lisa around?"

He told her no and that in fact no one was around. She asked about the car in the driveway and he told her it belonged to a friend who was on vacation for the week. "May I come in?" she said sexually.

He stepped to the side and Mary walked in. She was dressed in a very short skirt and a blouse that showed she wasn't wearing any bra under it. He said, "Well Lisa isn't here Mary. What can I do for you?"

She smiled as she walked to the big chair and sat down. She said, "Well maybe we can do something for each other. You see I know Lisa isn't here and I also know she will be away for at least three hours. Plus baby, I know she will call me before she leaves asking where I am. We're supposed to meet in my office at 4 PM today. When I don't show up she'll call me and ask where I am. She wouldn't dare leave without checking to see if I was on my way there. When she calls, I'll tell her then to just leave the work she is doing on my desk and I'll pick it up later, after you and I are finished here. I mean damn you look good in those short!"

He stood there and told her he didn't think it was a good idea and he felt she should leave. When Mary heard him say that, she smiled and said, "Well why don't you at least hear what I'm offering first?"

She sat there swinging her foot as she crossed one leg over the other one. With her skirt 10 inches about her knees Tommy had a great view up her leg. He was almost sure she was nude under that skirt. He didn't feel comfortable.

She saw him look a couple of times when she changed legs and crossed the other one. She wondered if he could see she was nude under that skirt? She smiled very erotically and said, "Sit down Tommy. Let's talk a little."

Tom sat on the sofa across from her and waited for her to tell him what she wanted. He was sure he already knew. He had planned on it actually but Mary didn't know that! He was sure she was here today to fuck him and she wouldn't take no for an answer. He watched her as she side her one long leg off her other one and sat with both feet on the floor now. He had to admit Mary was a very beautiful woman. He felt his cock twitch in his short. 

He realized he better be very careful or she might get what she wished for. She smiled and bent forward showing her full breasts, which were almost hanging out of her low cut blouse. Her hard nipples sticking against the material and the dark circles around they were plainly visible against the white thin cloth. She smiled again and said, "Tommy! Lisa has worked for me now for over two years and ever since the first time I saw you with her at one of the office's functions I have been wanting to tell you how I feel. You are a hunk and she is a very lucky woman to have you all to herself. She does have you all to herself doesn't she? I mean you don't normally play around on her do you?"

Tommy said, "No of course not. I never cheated on her."

She smiled and Tommy saw her knees open a little showing more of her inner thighs. With that short skirt another inch and he would know for sure if she had any panties on. Hell if she had any pussy hair it would be showing now, that's how high the skirt was. He was almost ready to bet the house she didn't have any panties on.

She said, "I didn't think you did. But that's all about to change baby! Look I won't spend any more time fooling around here today I'm just to damn hot for you. God damn it Tommy seeing you in those shorts is driving me wild with desire for you to fuck me."

Tommy knew it but was still shocked to hear her say it so bluntly. He said, "Well I think you better leave Mary because that's not going to happen."

As he said those words back to her Tommy saw Mary lift her legs up and placed one leg over each arm of the chair. She was wide open now and she had nothing on under her skirt, which was now up around her stomach. He could see all of her sex as well as her ass. She had he legs wide open and her feet hung off the other end of the arms of the chair. 

Tommy's first reaction was to look away and stand up to leave. But she was so beautiful as a man he just had to look. Her pussy was full and shaved completely. In fact it looked wet and was open a little. He saw the pinkness of her inner lips as Mary open her puffy fat outer ones with her fingers for him. He could plainly see the clit just starting to stick out from under its hood. He saw Mary take a finger and insert it deep into her hole. She moaned and pulled it out. He saw it was completely wet. His cock was growing and throbbing in his shorts now.

She smiled at him. Damn she was so beautiful. Tommy's cock was harder and the head was almost sticking out the left leg opening. He sat there. He watched as Mary began to finger fuck herself. She had no modesty at all. She pulled her blouse down off her shoulders and there were those magnificent tits he had seen in the restaurant the other day completely there offered to him. All he had to do was walk across the room and she was his. No effort no resistance she would melt into his arms and they could fuck right on the rug in the living room. It was that easy!

He couldn't help but check her out. Nipples hard as rocks and the fullness of her breasts made his cock grow even more. She licked her lips and said, "What do you think baby? You want to see some more? You want me Tommy. I want you. Why not come over here and feel my breasts. I know you want to don't you. All men want to touch them. Come over here and kneel between my legs and feel my pussy. It's so wet and so ready for you Tommy, only for you baby!"

He didn't speak, he shook his head and without speaking he watched as she began to masturbate for him. Squeezing her breasts one moment and then finger fucking her pussy wildly and hard the next. Tommy rubbed his cock and Mary laughed as she saw him touch himself. "Yes Tommy rub it get it hard and them put it in me. Replace my fingers baby! Fuck me Tommy" she hissed the words at him. 

Mary went on and on working her body up and moving her hips now as she fucked her pussy with three fingers. Tommy licked his lips now as he sat there watching her like he was in a daze or hypnotized. He didn't move but she did. She was humping her fingers now as she rubbed the clit with her other hand. "Oh Tommy! Do you know what I am thinking of right now baby? You! I'm thinking how good it would feel if I had that fat hard cock of yours inside my pussy doing what my fingers can only try to do. I didn't.......didn't know you were....so big! God Tommy no wonder little Lisa is so happy all the time! Jesus your cock is huge."

Tommy looked down at where Mary was looking as she rammed her fingers in and out of her pussy. He was a little shocked to see his big hardon sticking out the leg of his shorts. He was making a tent in he shorts and the head and two or three inches were showing. He reached down and tried to adjust his shorts. They were too small just to damn shot. 

She smiled and with a very husky voice now told him, "NO!! Please don't put it back under the shortsts Tommy. I love looking at your big dick. Oh Jesus Tommy I'm going to cum! Do you want to see me cum for you baby! I'm going to.....cum right here on your chair. Then I'm going to crawl over there and...and suck your big cock! OH yes! Oh fuck yes!"

And with that Mary went off. She thrust her hips up and squeezed her clit with her thumb and index fingers as she buried her three fingers as deep into her as she could get them. Pumping fast he saw her ass lifting up off the chair. He sat there and watched as Mary climaxed hard. He saw her breasts bouncing up and down and he marveled at the size of her nipples grew too. They were as long and as fat as he had ever seemed on a woman. 

She was so beautiful and sexy and she was there sitting in a chair masturbating for him trying to get him worked up enough to cheat on his wife. He cleared his throat he was excited.

Mary was still in the throws of her orgasm but looked up at his face. She smiled and told him she was thinking of him fucking her when she climaxed. She said, "Tommy, Oh God! My.....my...WOW!! WOW.....I really came didn't I? I'm so wet right now Tom I bet you could put that big dick in my pussy without even working hard to do it. Why not just come over here and do it! I mean I'm here, I'm open already for you. Look! And you and I both know I want something bigger than these three fingers inside me Tommy. Come on baby! Come over here and fuck Mary. I won't tell Lisa. In fact I'll keep this our secret and come visit you some more. And you know Lisa won't know, because she'll be working on a project I assign her. It's the best of both worlds a win-win proposition for us both baby."




Jury Duty Ch. 02



This is a continuation of my story Jury Duty. I had intended it to be a one-off but I got some requests to continue it, so let's see how I do! This is a story based on actual events and real people. All names have been changed to protect the innocent.

I called Nicole that night. I could hear the relief in her voice.

"Look," she said, "I've never done anything like that before. I don't know what came over me..."

"Nothing like that's ever happened to me before, either," I said.

"I just don't want you to think that I'm that type of girl," Nicole said.

"I know you're not," I replied. "It was special."

"Do you still want to go out with me Friday night?" Nicole asked hopefully.

"Of course," I said, and we made plans to meet at a restaurant near her place after work. Luckily where she lived was on my way home from my new job, so it was only going to take about half an hour to get there, depending on traffic.

I arrived at the restaurant, a little Italian place off of a country road, a little after 5:30. Nicole was already there waiting for me. I was dressed in my usual business casual outfit, with a dress shirt and slacks. Nicole was dressed like she came straight from work also, in a white blouse and a tight gray skirt that went down to her knees. It was much more provocative than the bulky sweaters and long flowing skirts I had seen her in up until then. It showed off the curves of her hourglass figure. I gave her a kiss on the cheek. We got a little table in a corner where we could have some privacy since our conversation would be drowned out in the already noisy restaurant.

"So..." Nicole said, "How was last night with your daughter?"

I had custody of my two year old on Thursday nights. "It was good," I said, "We played a little, watched her favorite Disney show, and we had burgers."

"How does that work?" Nicole asked.

I thought it was a vague question. "What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, you're living at home, with your parents," Nicole asked, "So you just bring her there?"

"Yeah," I said, "I think one of the reasons they didn't mind me moving home so much was that they got to see their granddaughter more. The other was the dog. They love the dog. She sleeps with them now."

Nicole laughed. "Aww... you mean she doesn't even sleep with her daddy anymore?"

"No," I said, "I try not to take it personally." I didn't like where the conversation was headed, about how even my dog had abandoned me, and so I decided to change the subject. "How was work?" I asked.

"Oh, they were glad to have me back," Nicole said, "I don't think the temp really knew what she was doing. I was super busy the last two days catching up on all the work. What about you?"

"It was okay," I said, "Still getting the hang of things." The jury duty summons took me away from what would have been my third day at my new job.

"Do you like the job so far?" Nicole asked.

"The truth?" I asked.

"Please," Nicole said.

"No," I said. Nicole laughed. "I took this job because they offered me almost $10K more a year. I left a job and a company that I was happy to be at and enjoyed what I was doing most of the time, but they refused to pay me. I had no choice but to leave when the first opportunity came along. They even had the balls to be angry at me for leaving. I all but begged them at my last review to pay me what I was worth because I was still married at the time and desperately trying to make ends meet financially, but the office manager shrugged her shoulders and cried poverty. So now I'm with this new company. It's almost an hour commute up and down the highway, and it's not really what I want to do..." I stopped venting and looked at Nicole. She was staring at me intently. "Well, at least you're making more money," she said helpfully.

"Well sure," I said, "But it turned out that making more money just means that I'm going to be paying more alimony and child support."

"Wow, you really can't catch a break," Nicole said.

"I couldn't until this week," I said, gazing into her big brown eyes.

"That's sweet," Nicole said. The waitress finally came over and we ordered our drinks. Nicole asked for a glass of red wine and I asked for water WITHOUT lemon. I was glad for the distraction, eager to turn the conversation away from me.

"What about you?" I asked, "Do you like your job?"

"Not really," Nicole said, and I laughed, "But it's much better than the retail and waitress jobs I had before I got my associates degree. My bosses are kind of... needy, though. Some days I practically have to tie their shoes for them. I make decent money, though."

"Well, that's good," I said. "So, do you still live at home?"

"No," Nicole said, "I actually just moved out a couple of months ago. I share an apartment with a friend of mine. I had been living at home and saving up money waiting for Gary, he was my ex, to ask me to move in with him, but obviously it never happened." Nicole paused. The waitress had arrived with our drinks. Nicole took a sip of wine as soon as the waitress put it down. "Have you ever been cheated on?" Nicole asked when the waitress walked away.

"Not that I'm aware of," I said. Nicole laughed. "I like the way you say things," she told me. "I ask you questions that deserve a simple yes or no answer, and you find a way to make them interesting."

"I enjoy your bluntness," I said, "You're not afraid to ask those types of questions."

"I enjoy yours too," Nicole replied, "You're not afraid to answer them."

We sat quietly for a few moments, just staring at each other. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence. I was enjoying just being with Nicole. Women who can be intellectually stimulating are rare. The waitress came over to take our order. I asked for chicken parmesan. Nicole ordered a pasta dish.

"So," Nicole said after the waitress left, glancing around as though making sure nobody was listening, "What's your deepest, darkest secret?"

My eyes widened. That was a pretty blunt question. I was a pretty open person but I did have a few skeletons in my closet. 

Nicole must have noticed my reaction because she added, "Tell me something that nobody else knows."

That narrowed it down to just one secret for me. I wasn't sure if it was something that you should really share with somebody you've only known a few days, though. Then again, this wasn't your typical new relationship. We had already slept together. I took a sip of water. I took a deep breath, and looked her right in the eyes. "I write..." I paused, trying to figure out the best way to say it, "Erotic fiction."

It was Nicole's turn to have her eyes bulge. I could see her struggling to process what I told her, and for a panicky few moments I wondered if I just ruined our fledgling relationship. Then she looked like she was about to laugh, but she didn't. "Wow, really?" She finally said. "How did that happen?"

Relieved that she didn't get up and walk out, I pressed on. "Well," I said, looking for the best way to begin, "I was single for most of my 20's. When most people were out hooking up or whatever I was home on my computer."

"You had to be your own best friend," Nicole cut in.

"Yeah," I said. "Pretty much. And I wasn't the type to just go out there and find like a fuck buddy or something."

"I understand," Nicole said, "I was my own best friend for the last few months. Go on."

My mind involuntarily flashed on an image of Nicole, naked and spread-eagled on the bed, her hand between her legs, fingering herself to orgasm. I pushed the visual out of my head. "Well anyway," I continued, "I was always a writer growing up. I wrote songs, poetry, short stories, even a couple of unfinished novels. Whatever ideas were trying to get out of me, I'd put them down on paper. I guess it was just natural that eventually my love of writing and my love of erotic fiction would... intersect."

"I understand," Nicole said, "So how did it come about? What do you write about?"

I was so relieved that she was curious instead of repulsed, I would've told her just about anything right then. "Actually I didn't start writing it until a couple of years ago. I was sitting up with my daughter at night, I'd get up with her and feed her and get her back to sleep..."

"Wait," Nicole cut in again, "You took care of your daughter at night?"

"Yeah," I said.

"But I thought you said your wife... your ex wife didn't work," Nicole said.

"No, she didn't," I said, "But I still got roped into doing the nighttime feedings when she was a baby. I was an insomniac," I added with a shrug, "She decided that I was better suited for it. Believe me nobody I've ever spoken to could understand our situation. So anyway you really have nothing else to do for all that time you're trying to rock an infant back to sleep except to sit there and think. For some reason I spent a lot of that time thinking about women I used to know. I guess you could call it missed opportunities. I started to think about what may have happened if things were different, if I'd zigged instead of zagged, would things have turned out differently. Eventually, after my daughter started sleeping through the night and I had a little more time to myself, I started writing about it. I wrote about women in college that were 'just friends,' co-workers that I had flirtations with, things like that. I started living out my what-if scenarios on paper."

"What if you had hooked up with someone else instead," Nicole said with a nod. "You really felt trapped in that life, huh?"

"I guess so," I said, "Not fatherhood. I came to enjoy fatherhood quickly enough, but my marriage was already trashed. I think I was lamenting the person I found myself with, and wondering what would have happened if things had been... you know... different."

"So it's all about past experiences?" Nicole asked, "You didn't write anything about your ex?"

"No," I said, "Nothing about her. I didn't write anything about any of my real relationships, believe it or not. Well, I probably borrowed heavily from my own sexual experience when I was writing the stories. Actually lately I was writing about the future, about meeting someone post-divorce and having a sexual relationship with her."

"That's optimistic," Nicole said. "Was it anything like the other day?"

"No, no," I said, smiling at the memory, "I don't think anybody could make up a story like that."

"Truth is stranger than fiction, right?" Nicole asked.

"Definitely," I said. 

"Did she ever find out about it?" Nicole asked. "Your ex wife, I mean?"

"No," I said, "I don't think so. I used to keep them hidden in an innocent looking folder on my hard drive so I don't think she ever saw it. She certainly never said anything to me about it. She freaked out enough when I told her I looked at porn." I looked at Nicole, waiting for her to cut in, preferably with a reassuring comment that the thought of me looking at porn wouldn't bother her, but she was silent this time. "I guess it was a testament to how bad our marriage was. I'd be in the next room looking at porn instead of being with her. It's bad when you're so angry you'd rather go look at porn than sleep with your wife."

I had run out of things to say. I was looking at Nicole, who was looking back at me, her face inscrutable. I wasn't sure how she took that last part. I was worried that after all that, after everything I shared, that I had finally gone a step too far.

"Did you ever see the movie High Fidelity?" Nicole suddenly asked me.

"Yes, it's one of my favorite movies, actually," I said.

"There was a scene where John Cusack's character slept with the singer," Nicole said, "and the next morning they were talking about their failed relationships, and she said something like, 'It's okay to be fucked up and horny.' I think that applies to both of us right now."

"The whole mid-life crisis theme of that movie, John Cusack going back and talking to all of his exes, I think that's similar to what I did, in a way," I said.

"After Gary cheated on me I just wanted to go out and fuck the first guy I saw," Nicole said, "I didn't," she added, "I did what you did, I took care of myself," she smirked, "I don't know how much better I am now than I was then, but I'm glad we found each other. If nothing else, we can be fucked up and horny together." She raised her glass of wine and I reciprocated, raising my glass of water. We clinked glasses and drank. A few moments later the food arrived and we ate in silence.

I thought about the last thing she had said to me. It made her sound like she wanted a fuck buddy, and not a real relationship. Was I okay with that? I wasn't sure I was ready for a real relationship myself, but I doubted that I wanted to get into a relationship where I was just using Nicole for sex, or Nicole was just using me for sex. I didn't know if I could handle something like that. I felt myself already getting attached to Nicole, her intelligence and openness was refreshing, and I enjoyed her company. Was I over thinking the situation? Couldn't I just take it day by day with her and enjoy whatever we had?

"So, can I read them?" Nicole asked after we finished eating and the plates were taken away.

I was still brooding over my dark thoughts about what I thought Nicole wanted from me. Her question didn't even register at first. "What?" I asked.

"Your stories," Nicole said, "Can I read them?"

"Oh," I said, "Sure." I thought about some of the subject matter and added, "But you should know that they're not all just 'boy meets girl, boy sleeps with girl,' in some of the stories I indulge in an exploration of sexuality and they can get kind of... kinky."

"Kinky, huh?" Nicole asked. "How so?"

"Well, some of them explore certain... fetishes," I said.

"Like what?" Nicole asked. "Bondage?"

"Actually, yes," I said. "One of them," I added quickly. "I just don't want you to think that everything that you would read is indicative of what I would expect our sexual relationship to be like..." I trailed off. I wanted to say more but I wasn't sure how to say it.

"Wow, now I'm really curious," Nicole said, and she leaned forward and lowered her voice to nearly a whisper. "I told you I'm not a stranger to online pornography," Nicole said, "I think I can handle it."

I smiled at her uneasily. Nicole leaned back, and a moment later, I felt her bare foot against my shin. We locked eyes and she smiled at me. "So, do you want to come back to my place?" She asked.

I swallowed and shifted in my seat, my swelling cock suddenly becoming uncomfortable in my slacks. "Yes," I said.

We got the bill and fought over it. I am chivalrous and insisted that I pay the bill, at least for the first "real" date. Nicole countered that she knew how broke I was at the moment and that she could handle it.

"No, the first one is on me," I said, practically yanking the bill away from her, "You can get the next one."

"Fine," She said, folding her arms and pouting. I paid the bill and we walked outside into a hot and humid July evening. Nicole threw her arms around me and kissed me. "Thank you for dinner," she said.

"You're welcome," I said. We got into our cars and I followed her to her apartment. It was only about five minutes away, in a small cluster of two story brick apartment buildings off the main road. Nicole led me to one of the bottom floor dwellings. The moment we walked in I could hear the sounds of her neighbors upstairs clomping around their apartment, and I thought that I would absolutely hate it there.

I got a quick tour. There were two bedrooms and two bathrooms, a living room and a kitchen area. Nicole's bedroom was small but cluttered, with a bed, a couple of dressers, and a closet practically overflowing with clothes.

"Do you ever worry that somebody you wrote about is going to find out about your stories?" Nicole asked.

"No, not really," I replied.

"Why not?" Nicole asked.

"Could you imagine," I said, "You're at your computer reading erotic fiction and you stumble across a story that is quite obviously about you. Now you may be flattered, you may be angry, but if you're going to track me down to tell me about it, it's an admission that you're looking at porn."

We both cracked up laughing. "I didn't think about it that way," Nicole said.

"What would you do?" I asked.

"If it was some guy I never slept with fantasizing about me, I think I'd be flattered," Nicole said, "If it was my ex, I think I'd be pissed. If it was you, I'd definitely want to read it." We smiled at each other. "My roommate is out," Nicole said after a few moments, "She usually comes home late. Do you want to watch a movie or something?"

"Sure," I said.

"Do you mind if I slip into something more comfortable?" Nicole asked, "I've been in my work clothes all day."

"I don't mind," I said.

"I just feel bad because you're still in yours," Nicole said.

I thought about it for a moment. "I'll be fine with it if you let me undress you," I said with a smile.

"Okay," Nicole said with no hesitation. "Just let me use the bathroom first. If you need to go you can use the other one."

"Okay," I said, and went to the bathroom by her roommate's room. I met Nicole coming out of her bathroom.

"So..." Nicole said, and I stopped whatever she was going to say next by kissing her. I took her by the hand and led her into her bedroom. I kissed her again, tenderly, my hands caressing her neck. I lowered my hands, slowly, until I reached the top button of her blouse. I began to unbutton her blouse while I kissed her. I felt her hands go to the buttons of my shirt and I stopped her.

"No," I said, "Just let me undress you." Nicole didn't say anything, she just exhaled. I finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled it off of her, leaving her in a lacy white bra. I ran my hands along the exposed skin of her neck and shoulders, and up and down her arms. When I reached behind her to undo her bra, I leaned over and kissed her along her neck and shoulder. I undid her bra, and stepped back to pull it off of her. I watched as her breasts came free, full and firm. I leaned over again and kissed her collarbone, working my way down her clavicle and eventually down to the swell of her breasts. I took my hands from where I was caressing her back and took a breast in each hand, lightly caressing them and watching her nipples grow hard with my touch.

Nicole shifted her feet. She stayed silent except for the occasional ooh and ahh. I kneeled and kissed my way down her stomach to her belly button. My hands went to her waist and undid her skirt. I pulled it down around her hips and down her legs, revealing a pair of lacy white panties. She stepped out of her skirt, and I ran my hands up and down her legs, pausing to cup her buttocks behind her. I used my grip to pull her toward me, and I placed kisses on her waist and down her thighs. I kissed as far down as her knee and began to kiss my way up her inner thigh. 

Nicole suddenly grabbed my head and pulled me to my feet. "This is amazing," she said, "You're making me weak in the knees. I'm going to fall over!" She stepped sideways and let herself fall backwards onto her twin bed. I watched her stretch out luxuriously on her bed and beckon toward me. I climbed onto the bed between her legs and resumed kissing my way up and down her thigh. I settled around her inner thigh but avoided the area that was still covered by her panties. Nicole gasped as I nibbled at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

I continued to kiss around her inner thigh, teasing her. Nicole gasped and moaned and shifted around. She grabbed my head and tried to steer me toward her pussy. I finally relented and gave her a kiss right on her lace covered pussy. Nicole sighed contentedly. I nuzzled my face up against her pussy, taking in her smell and causing her to squirm. I leaned back and pulled her panties off of her, leaving her completely naked.




Jury Duty Ch. 02



Nicole grabbed my head and pulled me in for a kiss. I lingered for a moment, tugging at her lower lip with my teeth. I slowly began to kiss my way down her body again, down her neck and to her breasts. I paused to lick and suck at each nipple until they were hard. I continued my way down past her belly button and to the soft hairs of her pussy. I settled myself between her legs and touched her with my left hand, caressing her pussy lips and spreading them for better access. I gave her a tentative lick, causing her to gasp and buck her hips. I kissed and licked around her pussy and began to work my way up towards her clitoris. I found it, the hardened nub, and began to run my tongue along it, using my fingers to keep her pussy hairs out of the way.

I was focused on what I was doing, so much so that I was only dimly aware of what Nicole was doing beneath me. I could sense her moaning and thrashing about. Her legs brushed up against the side of my head. I felt her place a hand in my hair and begin to try to push me deeper into her. I placed my tongue flat against her clitoris and licked it harder. I took my right hand and slid a finger inside her dripping pussy.

"Ohhh," she cried, "Don't stop what you're doing... don't stop..." I felt her begin to shake. "I'm gonna cum," she whispered... "Right there... right there... AHH!" She suddenly shouted and bucked her hips so hard I was afraid I'd hurt her. It turned out to just be the beginning of her orgasm. She bucked her hips again and again while I tried valiantly to keep doing what I was doing to her. She gasped for air and bucked her hips twice more, and then was still.

"Oh my God..." Nicole mumbled, "Oh my God... that was amazing." She reached down and pulled me away from her pussy. I settled down beside her on the twin bed and she turned to me and kissed me, tasting herself on my lips. "Mmm..." Nicole mumbled dreamily.

I felt her fingers begin to undo the buttons on my shirt. "My turn," she said with a smile. I helped her pull my shirt off. She grabbed my belt and slid it off me, then undid my pants and started to pull them off. I obviously wasn't going to get the slow, sensual treatment. The pants came off followed by my underclothes, and I was naked on her bed. Nicole kneeled beside me and whipped her long brown hair around and out of the way. She took hold of my 7 inch cock and began stroking it. It looked bigger in her small hands. I started thinking that maybe women had smaller hands for just this reason, so that dicks would look bigger in their hands. I had to hold back laughter.

Nicole leaned down and gave the head a little lick. My hips jerked involuntarily. Nicole caught my eye and grinned. She stopped her stroking and replaced her hand with her mouth. I felt my eyes roll back into my head at the feel of Nicole's mouth on my penis. I was dimly aware of her head bobbing up and down. All I could focus on was the pleasure she was giving me. She gave a long lick to the sensitive underside and my hips jerked again. I felt her grab me with her hand again and continue to lick the underside of my cock. I could feel my orgasm rushing to the forefront. "I'm gonna cum," I mumbled. Nicole resumed stroking my cock as fast as she could go. It was slick with her saliva, which added to the pleasure. I started to move my hips in unison with her stroking. The first glob of cum shot out of me and into the air, landing on my belly. Nicole continued to stroke me through my orgasm. When it was over my dick and her hand were covered in thick white cum.

"Wow, you came so much," Nicole said, looking down at the mess.

"Thanks, I make it myself," I said, and we laughed. Nicole leaned over and kissed me, and I got a taste of myself on her lips.

"I think we need to clean up," Nicole said. I got up gingerly, trying to make sure I didn't drip any cum on the way to the bathroom. Nicole turned the shower on and we jumped in and set about cleaning ourselves up. I took copious amounts of soap and started trying to get the cum out of my pubic hairs.

"Here," Nicole said, and she detached the shower head from the wall and aimed it directly at my groin. I'm not sure it really helped me clean up, but the feel of the water beating against my cock caused me to grow hard again.

I got all of the clumps of cum off of me, and I thanked Nicole for her help. "Oh, it looks like you were enjoying it enough," Nicole said, staring at my hard-on.

"Let's see how you like it, then," I said, and I pinned Nicole against the wall with my body and aimed the shower head directly at her pussy.

Nicole gasped and closed her eyes as the spray hit her. "This has been my nighttime companion for the last few months," Nicole said. She shifted her position and gasped again. I felt her hand grab me by the wrist and pull it closer to her pussy. I felt her other hand reach for my cock and begin stroking. I took her nearest breast into my mouth and began suckling at the nipple.

We stayed like that for a while. I let Nicole guide my hand to concentrate the shower head where she needed it to go. I felt her other hand stroke and explore my cock. I enjoyed the feel of our naked, wet bodies pressed against each other.

As Nicole's arousal grew she began to rock her hips. She took a firmer hold of my cock. "Oh my god..." Nicole moaned. "This feels so good... I feel..." Whatever she was going to say got lost in her pleasure. I felt her knees start to give way and I pressed her up against the wall just to keep her upright. She gasped and moaned and bucked her hips as her orgasm tore through her. It went on and on. Finally she pulled my hand with the shower head away, and I dropped it into the tub and put both of my arms around her. She buried her head in my neck, still trying to catch her breath. "Oh my God," Nicole said, "That was so hot, you helping me. I never came that hard on my own. Thank you."

"My pleasure," I said.

Nicole grinned at me. "Speaking of pleasure," she said, looking down at my erection, "I think I have some unfinished business." She reached over and soaped up her hands. She grabbed my cock and began stroking me hard, her hand practically a blur, the soap acting as lubrication.

I grunted and reached out to the wall to steady myself. Between the recent orgasm I had and the stimulation I was now getting, my dick went partially numb. I could still feel my orgasm building, intense and urgent. I grunted and began bucking my hips, and shot my second load into the tub, barely missing Nicole's legs. I leaned more heavily against the wall, barely managing to stay upright myself. "Wow," I said, "Thanks."

"My pleasure," Nicole said with a smile. She replaced the shower head and kissed me under the water. We were starting to prune so we got out and dried ourselves off. Nicole took a moment to listen for her roommate before we went back to her room. "It's still early for her," Nicole said. "Hey kitty," she added, reaching up to her cat, who I just noticed for the first time sitting on top of the dresser and watching us with an air of detachment. Nicole scratched it on the side of its neck, and the cat managed to maintain its air of indifference.

We dressed quietly, me back into my work clothes, and Nicole into a pair of shorts and a tank top. "Umm..." Nicole said.

"I should go," I said.

Nicole nodded. "I wish you could stay," she said.

"I wish I could too," I said, "But there would be too much 'splaining to do afterward."

"Next Friday, definitely," Nicole said.

"Are you free tomorrow?" I asked.

"I'm not," Nicole said, "I've got a family thing all day."

"Oh, okay," I said.

"I'll call you tomorrow night," Nicole said, "When I get back."

"Okay," I said.

"I really had a great time tonight," Nicole said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," I said, and then we kissed, passionately.

Nicole broke the kiss. "Okay, go! Before I change my mind," she said.

"Okay, goodbye," I said.

"Goodbye," Nicole said.

Like I said, I'll keep writing these stories as long as I keep getting positive feedback. Let me know if I should keep going!



Jury Duty Ch. 02



He was perspiring now and his cock felt huge and it was still sticking out the leg of his gym short. He felt it jump with his excitement. His balls almost felt like small eggs they were that swollen with his lust from this woman. Even if Mary was a full-blown slut, she was one of the best if not the best looking women he had ever seen. 

He looked at her again. Jesus! She still had her legs thrown over the arms of the chair and her pussy looked like it was almost dripping wet. Tommy moaned to himself saying, "Damn it! Why did she look so fucking sexual.

Mary then saw his hesitation and she started to tell him about Lisa's future and what might happen if he didn't do what she wanted. She held out her hand to Tommy and said, "Your bedroom. I want to fuck you in your bed you share with Lisa. Do it with me in there on your bed and I promise it will be the best sex you'll ever have baby!"

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As Lisa drove home she was wondering what the hell happened to her boss. Mary never showed up at work to check the report Lisa had finished. Lisa tried to call her but there was no answer at her house and her cell phone seemed like it was turned off. She tried a few times and then decided to leave the work on her boss's desk. It would be up to Mary to come in and get it. Lisa had finished what she was told to do and now wanted to get home to have some time with her husband so they could have dinner out and then come home and maybe a little sex before holding him and falling asleep. That would be a great way to end what was a long tiring weekend. 

She pulled into the driveway of her home and as she swung into it she wondered whose car was in her parking place. She parked behind it. Then as she was getting out of the car she happened to look across the street and saw what she was sure was Mary's sports car. Lisa felt her blood begin to boil. 

She opened the front door, which was unlocked and stood in the living room. She saw a skirt and blouse and knew it was Mary's, she got even madder. She listened and waited to see if she could hear them. After all if Tommy had a buddy over or a neighbor she didn't want to bust in and accuse her husband of having an affair with Mary. But what was Mary's car doing out there. She said to herself, "Well, maybe it's not Mary's car."

She didn't want to go nuts accusing her husband if nothing was going on. No Tommy wouldn't like that and neither would she. But.........if Mary was there and she was doing what Lisa was sure she was doing with her husband there was going to be real trouble. She would beat the shit out of Mary that she knew for sure. And Tommy? Well she didn't know how she felt if she saw him fucking another woman, especially Mary her boss and the biggest slut she knew. 

She picked up the broom she used in the kitchen and said, "I'll brain that bitch!" 

Quietly, she opened the door to the to the garage to see if Tom's car was there, it was. She listened again to see if she could tell who was there. Nothing, there wasn't a sound. So not hearing anything she walked into the living room again and picked up the clothes. She could smell Mary's perfume. The clothes were Mary's that was for sure now. But where were they. Oh God not the bedroom, not her bedroom! Tommy wouldn't do that to her. He wouldn't fuck another woman in their bed, would he? She shuttered with fear and anger. 

She was hoping and preying she wasn't going to see what she was sure she was going to. She walked across the living room and stood in the hallway, sill she didn't hear anything there were no voices or sounds. Then she turned and headed towards the bedroom carrying the broom like a weapon. 

She pulled the door open quickly and saw nothing, there was on one in the room. The bed was made just like she had left it this morning. Nothing looked disturbed. She wondered if Mary and Tom were out together? She whispered to herself, "A motel! That bitch! She took him to a damn motel or maybe her house! He'll come home showered and clean and I won't know for sure what he did! No! That's not right, Tom's car was there in the garage she saw it. And Mary's car was parked across the street". 

Where were they? As she approached the other bedrooms in the back of the house, she began hearing the unmistakable sounds of people having sex. But it was coming from the air duck on the floor. "The basement" she said, "Damn it!"

Carefully but more in a hurry now, she walked back into the kitchen and as quiet as she could she opened the door to the club basement. She knew there was a sofa that opened to a queen size bed down there and it would be the perfect place for Tom to take Mary. She was becoming more sad more and more upset, and especially more mad as she peeked down the steps trying to see something. All she heard was the sounds. The sounds of fucking. The sofa was squeaking and there were moans. She wanted to run down the steps and start to swing the broom in her hands killing then both. 

Then she realized it was very bright down there. Not by the steps but over by the TV and the sofa it looked like every light was on. "Every damn light in the room must be on. So much for any fucking modesty for their first time!", she said to herself. "Wait!! Was this there first time? God damn it!" Her face was red as a beet and she was shaking.

Lisa knew Mary was always an exhibitionist and liked to show off her body every damn chance she got. But Tom wasn't like that; at least she didn't think he was. She knew that when he made love to her they only had candles or a soft light lit. But sure!!! With that fucking whore, that beautiful fucking whore, Tommy would want to see every fucking inch of that bitch's body as he fucked her.

She took a deep breath let it out. Then she took another one and walked down the steps holding her breath and hoping, preying she could get down to the bottom and shock then shit out of both of them before they knew she was there. Then the shit would hit the fan. She stepped off the last step and turned and stood in the room. 

There in the middle of their king-sized sofa bed was her brother John. He was standing behind Mary and between her wipe open legs pumping his cock into her like some mad man. She saw another man pushing his cock into Mary's mouth. There were three more men standing there. Two were all full nude and her husband who was fully clothed. And......"My God", she said to herself, "My God Tommy has a camera in his hand and he's.........filming Mary being gang banged!!

Mary was sucking on one man's cock and reaching for the other two so she could hold them. The men stepped forwards and stood around her as Mary began stroking the other two. One man was kneeling on the end of the bed and Lisa saw Mary sucking his soft cock. She guessed this guy had already cum in her boss's mouth. 

She saw him just standing there moving the camera back and forth filming it all. Mary was on her back with her long shapely legs over John's shoulders and Lisa watched as she saw her brother's cock buried deep Mary's pussy. Then Lisa saw some white fluid coming out around the swollen shaft and Lisa realized it was John's cum or the other man's or maybe both. 

As John thrust into her one last time he grunted and held his cock deep inside Mary's body. Lisa heard Mary cried out telling him to fill her up again. She arched her back and Lisa felt Mary was now cumming too as she felt John's cock thumping inside her pussy tunnel as he spewing his seed emptying it deep into her whoring body.

Lisa didn't move she just stood there watching as John finally pulled out and moved off the bed. He stood up and Lisa saw her husband handed John a towel. She said, "Shit!! It was one of her new and better towels she had just purchased."

Then as quickly as John got out of the way, one of the men who Mary was jerking off moved around and stood between Mary's legs. The man positioned his body so his cock was against the gapping opening of Mary's pussy hole where the cum was still leaking out of. With one thrust the man buried his big cock all the way into Mary's pussy.

Lisa heard Mary moan loudly as the man went balls deep. She stood there, she didn't know for how long but she watched as all the men took turns fucking or having Mary suck them off. They looked as if they had already been at it for a very long time. Tom must have filmed two cassettes or more. 

Lisa was shocked. She was more than surprised but she didn't move. She and Tommy enjoyed a very loving marriage and she felt a little bad now wondering if he too had fucked Mary before he got the camera. Then he herd John said, "You sure you don't want some of this Tom. She's is one great fuck and look at her. She's hungry for more! Jesus we have been at this for two hours all four of us has fuck her and she is still wanting more. Maybe we should have brought more guys."

Tommy laughed and told him, "No thanks! And John, four guys will be more than enough to achieve what I want. 

At first Lisa was just going to walk up and demand to know what was going on. She would have to trash that sofa that was for sure. But she didn't, she just sat down on the steps and watched. Then she had a better idea.

Lisa's pussy was wetter than ever as she watched then last man finish Mary off cumming in her one last time. When they were done Mary was covered with cum. Her beautiful face was all wet, as were her tits, which were also red and had suck marks all over them.

As Mary sat up she was the first to notice Lisa sitting on the steps on the other side of the room. She screamed, "You fucking bitch! Your husband is going to be arrested for rape. You all are going to be arrested! Look! Fucking look at me! Look at what they did to me! You're fired! "

All the men had now turned to see who was standing there on the steps. Lisa couldn't help but look from Tommy to the other men standing there. She was scared. All of their cocks were deflated now and Lisa put her hand over her mouth! What had her husband done? Jesus had he raped her boss? Had they gang banged her against her will? Lisa didn't know. Her face showed her question and Tommy said, "Lisa you're not suppose to be home. Look, don't worry about this whore. We have it all on film baby! She came here today to try and get me to cheat on you again. We have recorded everything she said from the second she got in the living room. So she won't have a case or a leg to stand on. She wanted this and she asked me for it. She just didn't know I had some friends here. But she never said no. When she came down into the basement she acted sexy and sluty as usual and actually asked if these men were there for her. She was teasing of course but I told her yes. John asked her for a lap dance and she did it. From then on it was one thing after the other. Once John was in her the rest was easy. We filmed it and if she ever opens her moth about this or tries to fire you or comes to our house again, I promise she regret it."

Tommy looked at Mary and smiled saying, "I wonder how your boss would like to see you in action baby! Wonder if he knows how you manipulate your people. I think once I talk to him about a lawsuit Lisa is going to file against you and he sees what a shut whoring bitch you are, you'll be done. So Mary if you want to keep your job and your life style you'll keep your fucking mouth shut. Or we'll see you and your boss and the CEO in court. Now get dress and get the fuck out of my house bitch."

Mary was crying as she walked past the men and around Lisa and went upstairs to find her clothes. As she passed Lisa she took a swing at her. That was a big mistake, Lisa hit her in the eye wit the broom and she knew Mary would have a black eye for days. Mary grabbed her eye and ran up the steps. 

Entering the living room with everyone behind her Mary began to dress. Since she only had two pieces of clothing on when she came into the house, it took seconds to dress. Then she left without saying another word. 

When Mary left Tom closed the door and he and Lisa went back down the basement where the other men were in the act of dressed too. As they all shook hands with Tom and started to walk up the steps Mary said, "Hold it! You guys aren't done yet."

Each man looked at the other wondering what she meant. Certainly she didn't want them to fuck her like they had fucked Mary, did she? She smiled at their reaction and said, "Oh wait I didn't mean it like that guys! I just.......want you guys to take that sofa out to the trash. I mean no one would ever want to sit or sleep on that thing again. And Tommy, take the towel out to the trash too. Why did you use my newest towel to clean yourselves. Men!! 

And with that Mary watched the men carry out the sofa. Tom moved Lisa's car out of the way. Then walked back inside and stood with his arm around Lisa as the four men got into the other car and drove off. Tom closed the front door and Mary slid into his arms. He saw her lips move up and he bent down and kissed her. 

He picked her up and took her into the bedroom. Then he undressed her and began to lick her breasts and suck on her nipples. Tom and Lisa had sex three times that night and again on Monday morning before he went to work. She dragged her tired sexy body out of bed and went into the shower. She just stood there and wondered if she would be picked for another trial today. Oh well one week to go and jury duty would be over. 

She wasn't and in fact she wasn't picked for anything the rest of the week. She was home every night before her husband who didn't get in until around 5:30PM. She had dinner waiting for him and then they spent the rest of the night having sex, wonderful warm and loving sex. 

They did it 5 times that weekend it was glorious. She couldn't remember how long it had been since they both were OK and awake enough that they were having sex every night during the week. But Tommy confessed that seeing Mary's body and her offering him the pleasure of it, along with seeing her getting gang banged still got him horny as hell. Lisa told him that as long as he looked and only looked she was Ok with it. She knew Mary was a super looking woman. Then Tommy took her in his arms and told her he loved her and she made him horny too. Then he asked to do it again. Lisa was stunned, they were actually going to have sex twice on a weeknight. Wonderful!



Jury Duty Ch. 03



This is a continuation of my story Jury Duty. I had intended it to be a one-off but I got some requests to continue it, so here comes chapter 3! This is a story very loosely based on actual events and real people. All names have been changed to protect the innocent.




I spent my Saturday running errands and thinking about Nicole. My parents went out to dinner with friends, leaving me alone to fend for myself. I made Mac and Cheese for dinner and settled into the living room with the dog on my lap to watch a ballgame.

Around 9pm Nicole called. We exchanged small talk. I told her about my day. She told me about hers. "Ugh, what a long day," Nicole said, "I love my family, but after a whole day they start to get on my nerves. Plus, I couldn't stop thinking about you."

"I couldn't stop thinking about you either," I said.

"That's sweet," Nicole said. We were silent for a moment, enjoying our mutual affection for each other. Then Nicole said, "So, what's your username?"

I had forgotten all about telling her about the fact that I wrote erotic fiction, so for a moment I couldn't understand what she was asking me. "My what?" I asked.

"You know, on Literotica," she said.

"Oh, that," I replied, feeling a fresh rush of panic over the prospect of Nicole reading my stories. They were so full of weird kinks and fetishes... I was sure she would read something that would turn her off. "I don't know if it's such a good idea," I said, although deep down I knew that there was no way Nicole was going to stop pestering me until I let her read them.

"Please?" Nicole drew out the word, like a five year old asking for another cookie.

"I don't want you to end up reading something you don't like..." I said and trailed off... not wanting to finish the thought.

"So, you're probably into stuff that I'm not into." Nicole stated matter-of-factly. "That's pretty normal. Maybe I like things that you don't." She paused. "There aren't any incest stories or rape fantasies, are there?"

"No," I said, "Nothing like that."

"Then I'm sure it'll be fine," Nicole said, "You know I'm not going to give up now until you tell me, don't you?"

"Yeah..." I said dejectedly. "Fine, here it is." And I told her.

"Thank you," Nicole said. "I'm going to be here by myself for most of the day tomorrow, so now I have something to do."

"I have my daughter tomorrow," I said.

"I know," Nicole said, "Why don't you give me a call tomorrow night after you settle in?"

"Okay," I said.

"Goodnight," Nicole said.

"Goodnight," I said, and before I hung up I was sure I heard the sound of a laptop booting up.

I tried not to think about Nicole that Sunday and focus on my daughter instead. Despite my best efforts, my mind drifted towards Nicole again and again. I wondered if she was really sitting there, in her bedroom, right at that moment, reading my stories. What would she think of them? How far would she get before she decided I was a sick pervert and that she wanted nothing further to do with me? After I brought my daughter back and I started to wind down my evening, I started to get nervous. I kept imagining her calling me a sicko pervert and hanging up the phone, or not even answering my call. I struggled to find the courage call her because I was so sure it was going to turn out awful.

I waited until 9pm, when the house was quiet, to put all of my anxieties aside and call Nicole. I started to panic when she didn't answer right away, but after a few rings she finally answered. She sounded out of breath. I wondered if she had been running.

"Hey," she said, "It's about time you called."

"Sorry, I got caught up in something," I lied.

"It's okay," Nicole said, "How was your day?"

I told her about my day. She was still gasping for air and panting while I talked. She never mentioned to me that she exercised. I wondered if she jogged in the evenings or something. "So, how was your day?" I asked.

"It was... uhm... good," Nicole said, "I got a lot done."

"Good," I said, and we fell into an uneasy silence. Well, I was silent. Nicole was still breathing heavily into the phone.

"Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah," I said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm reading your stories," Nicole said, and she gasped.

"Really," I said... my mind suddenly racing... that heavy breathing... was she masturbating right now? "What do you think?" I asked her.

"Well," Nicole said, "There are definitely some things in here I wouldn't be into. I am NOT rolling around in the mud... and I'm not bi-sexual. How weird is it that you named that character Nicole?"

"I'm not even sure where it came from," I said, feeling relieved that she was still talking to me, "The name just came to me. It's one of life's great coincidences."

"I guess so," Nicole said, "You're a good writer. Some of these stories are really hot."

"Thanks," I said, ignoring the backhanded compliment that only 'some' were hot. "How many have you read?"

"Just about all of them," Nicole said, "I was more or less going chronologically. My favorite is the one with the childhood sweetheart. It's pretty clear when you zigged instead of zagged there."

"Yeah," I said. "I'm glad you like them."

"Thank you for letting me read them," Nicole said, and we fell silent again. I was thinking that she didn't need to thank me for letting her read them, she really didn't leave me a choice, but I didn't tell her that. Eventually Nicole said, "So, do you want to know what else I'm doing right now?"

"What?" I asked.

Nicole gasped audibly. "I'm touching myself," she replied.

It was pretty obvious what Nicole was doing by the sounds she was making. I was semi-aroused by the sounds that Nicole was making, but hearing her say it made my cock suddenly spring to life. "Are you." I deadpanned.

"Yeah," Nicole said, "I've been holed up in my room since dinner... reading your stories and playing with myself... ahh... I've cum twice already. Your stories made me so horny... I keep pretending that these are your fingers... and I try to touch myself the way that you touch the women in your stories."

"Really," I said, licking my lips. My mouth had suddenly gone dry. "What... what have you done to yourself so far?"

"Mmm... the first time I came I was lying on my back and running my hands all over my body," Nicole said, "I was so turned on I barely touched my clit and I came." Nicole gasped again. "The second time I was sliding my hand back and forth along my clit and pussy lips." Another gasp. "I came so hard. I think there's a wet spot on the bed."

"Wow," I said, "And you're still touching yourself?"

"Yeah," Nicole said, "Just to keep myself hot and bothered until you called. I wanted to cum one more time tonight... with you."

When she said that I realized I was already rubbing myself through my underwear. I wasn't even aware of what I was doing.

"So... what are you wearing?" Nicole asked.

"I'm in my underwear," I said, getting up to make sure my door was good and closed. I usually kept it cracked open so the dog could come and go, but she was with my parents. I climbed back into bed, over the sheets, and cranked up the volume on the ballgame a bit to help drown out the conversation I was having and any sounds I was about to make. "What about you?" I asked.

"I'm naked," Nicole said, "I started out in a t-shirt and panties, but they were getting in the way. It's such a hot night, anyway. Take off your underwear," Nicole said.

"Okay," I said, and I put the phone down to pull my underwear off. "I'm naked," I said.

"Good," Nicole said with a gasp, "Are you touching yourself?"

"Yeah," I said, taking hold of my 7 inch cock with my left hand and starting to stroke it.

"Good. Are you pretending that it's my hand that's touching you?" Nicole asked.

"Yes," I said.

"How does it feel?" Nicole asked.

"Your hand is soft and warm," I said, watching my hand slide up and down my cock in the glow of the television.

"Your hands are strong," Nicole said, "And firm. I love the way you touch me. Are you hard?" She asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Mmm... I love your hard cock," Nicole said, "I'm sliding two fingers into my pussy right now, and I'm pretending it's your hard cock inside me. It feels so good." Nicole gasped again.

Stupidly, I could only nod my head. Nicole was really good at phone sex. I started to feel a little silly. I was able to write erotica, but when it came to real life things like phone sex, I struggled to keep up.

Whether Nicole was expecting more from me or not, it certainly didn't seem to bother her. "My clit is so hard," Nicole said, "Every time I touch it it's sending shockwaves through my whole body. I can feel my nipples tingle. Do you want to suck on my nipples?" She asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Mmm... I can feel your mouth on my nipples... licking... sucking... this feels so good..." Nicole said... her voice a whisper.

"Yeah," was all I could think to say. Nicole was silent for a few moments. I struggled to think of something to ask. "Are you in bed?" I asked, and then felt stupid because she already mentioned that she was.

"I'm lying in bed," Nicole whispered. "I'm on my hands and knees with the phone lying on the bed in front of my face. I'm rubbing my nipples against the sheets and I'm touching myself with my right hand. I'm rubbing my clit and my pussy. Does that sound hot?"

"It does," I replied.

"Are you stroking your hard cock?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"Are you gonna cum for me?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah," I said again, and I reached over to the night table and took a couple of tissues. I covered the top of my dick with the tissues to catch my cum and continued stroking.

"I'm so close," Nicole whispered into the phone, "I want you to cum with me. Are you ready to cum?"

"Almost," I said, increasing my pace.

"I'm so ready," Nicole said, "I'm so ready to cum... I can feel it... UGH!" She suddenly shouted.

I went over the edge as well. I stroked myself as fast as I could as my orgasm hit, giving a pretty loud grunt of my own as I came, shooting spurt after spurt into the tissues. I was dimly aware of Nicole gasping and moaning, but from a distance. She must have moved away from the phone.

"Oh my god... oh my god..." Nicole was saying. "That was amazing. Did you cum with me?"

"Yeah," I said.

"Is it all over the place?" Nicole asked.

"No, I used tissues," I said.

"Good idea," Nicole said. "I fell over onto my side. I came so hard."

"Are you still touching yourself?" I asked.

"Yeah," Nicole said, "But I don't think I have any orgasms left in me. I'm just enjoying the sensations."

"Mmm hmm," I mumbled, momentarily distracted by the baseball game.

"Well, back to work tomorrow," Nicole said. "Are you excited? This will be your first full week at your new job!"

"Yeah..." I said. "No, not really."

Nicole laughed. "Well, look on the bright side. When the week is over, you'll get to see me again!"

"That's true," I said.

"Well, I'm going to get ready for bed," Nicole said, "Reading your stories really wore me out!"

"You wore me out," I mumbled, glancing at the soiled tissues I was still holding over my withering penis.

"Get a good night's sleep," Nicole said. "I want you to be good and rested for next time!"

"Okay," I said, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight," Nicole said.

Needless to say, I was facing a tortuously long week ahead. It was my first full week at my new job. I had to deal with a longer commute and longer hours than my previous job. I was handed a pile of work that had been gathering while my position was vacant, and was basically left to figure out what to do with it. I had to think, and research, and work my way through the pile. It was tedious, but at least it helped to pass the time a little. I talked to Nicole most evenings, but brief conversations, just to see how we were doing. No more talk about erotic stories, and definitely no more phone sex.

Friday finally arrived, and with it my next date with Nicole. I had an overnight bag packed and loaded into my car. I'm a lousy liar so I told my parents that I might be staying at Nicole's place. I was prepared for a lecture, since I had known this woman barely two weeks, but in the end I was an adult and free to make my own decisions. I wasn't quite sure I was staying, anyway. Nicole had only hinted at it, but I wanted to be prepared, and I wanted to not freak my parents out if I didn't come home that night.

That Friday passed more slowly than the rest of the week. I kept staring at the clock, knowing that I needed to make sure I map quested the restaurant we were meeting at before I left. I was using that as a way to chop up the day a little bit. I only had to get to 4:30, I thought to myself, and I would blow off the rest of the day preparing. Of course, this place, a little roadside diner, was only about half a mile from the last place we met, so it only took a couple of minutes to figure out how to get there. I spent the rest of the time just sitting there, staring into space, daydreaming about the upcoming night with Nicole.

We had a computerized punch clock, so pretty much my whole department sits there with their fingers hovering over their click buttons, waiting for that clock to hit 5:00. The second it does, BOOM! Everybody punches out, shuts down their computers, leaps up and out of their chairs and out the door. I was walking faster than anybody else, and within five minutes I was speeding down the highway. Oh boy, if I could get there just one minute earlier, I was thinking, it would be that much more time I could spend with Nicole.

I got to the restaurant at 5:29. Well, the clock in my car was two minutes slow... so it was 5:31... never mind. I saw Nicole's car in the parking lot so I walked right past the hostess and found her sitting at a table not far from the door. She stood up to greet me and I kissed her hello. I hadn't seen her for a week, so during that time I was constantly trying to picture her in my mind's eye. I found that I had done a remarkably good job keeping a clear image of her face in my mind.

Dinner was quick. Nicole had chosen a diner because they would have us in and out quickly. Eating was something we needed to do that night before we got to the good stuff. We were done and out of there in 45 minutes. We got into our separate cars and I followed her to her apartment. She opened the door and I followed her inside... and almost crashed into her as she froze.

"What?" I asked.

"Shh..." she whispered. "I think my roommate is here."

"Oh," I said, wondering what that would mean for our night together. I left my bag in the car, not wanting to seem too presumptuous by bringing it in. I could always run out and get it later, I thought.

Nicole suddenly grabbed me by the arm. "Listen!" She whispered.

I wasn't sure what I was listening for. We could see her roommate's bedroom from the front hallway, except the door was closed. Suddenly I heard laughter. More than one person was laughing. There was definitely a male laugh.

Nicole was pulling me forward before I even had a chance to think about it. She walked right up to the side of the door and put her ear right up against the wall. I stood beside her, staring at her dumbly, and I tried to get a sense of what was going on. There was definitely more going on in there than just laughing.

"She is such a slut," Nicole said under her breath. I got the impression that she didn't have a high opinion of her roommate. "Oh my God," Nicole whispered and giggled. She grabbed me and positioned me against the wall right behind her. "Listen."

I focused on what was going on inside her roommate's room. The laughing I had heard before had given way to moans. I struggled to picture what was going on. I did have a voyeuristic streak, but I had been in situations like this before back in college, and I was always too chicken shit to do anything but wander away and leave them in peace.

I could tell that Nicole wasn't going anywhere. She turned to glance at me and smile, then put her ear back against the wall. I was looking at the back of her, her long brown hair going down to her shoulder blades, the white blouse and navy blue slacks she was wearing that night. I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax. I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Does this make you hot?"

Nicole didn't say anything. She inched backward until her butt pressed against my crotch, and she wriggled, pressing my hardening cock against her. That was much better than a yes, I mused. I reached out and pulled Nicole's hair to one side, exposing her ear and the side of her neck. I leaned over and kissed her, brushing my lips against her neck and earlobe. Nicole gasped, and pressed herself backward against me harder.

I felt myself getting aroused, and with it came a sudden boldness. I reached around Nicole with my left hand and slid it into her blouse, right under her bra. I took her right breast in my hand and her nipple between my fingers. Her nipple instantly grew hard with my touch.

Nicole gasped, and pressed herself against me with more urgency. I heard a louder moan from inside, a female moan, and the creak of bedsprings. I had no idea what Nicole's roommate looked like, so I was free to picture just about anybody. It could be somebody who looked just like Kate Upton or Brooklyn Decker in there, getting laid by an anonymous man. In my fantasy the man in there was woefully inadequate compared to me. I didn't know if Nicole knew anything about the man with her roommate, so for all I knew she was picturing her fantasy man in there too.

There was just enough room between Nicole's body and the wall to slide my right hand through. I wrapped it around Nicole and pulled her tighter to me, my lips kissing her neck urgently, my left hand fumbling against her right breast and nipple in the confined space of her bra. Nicole let out a strangled gasp, trying hard to stay as quiet as possible.

I slid my right hand down and into her slacks, right under her panties and through her pubic hair. My middle finger slid through her pussy lips, my hand encountering wetness on both sides. Nicole had already soaked her panties. She let out a long, low moan as I touched her. I could tell she was making a conscious effort to keep her lips closed to keep the sounds she was making as quiet as possible. I slid my finger straight down through her pussy lips, feeling the heat emanating from her pussy, and then back up along her clitoris. I started to slide it back and forth.

"Mmm... ahh..." Nicole was trying to be quiet, her gasps and moans escaping through her closed lips. She was moving her whole body in rhythm to my stroking, and her knees were going weak. I wrapped my left arm around her tighter just to keep her upright. Her pussy was leaking fluids copiously, and it began to make little squelching sounds as I slid my fingers back and forth along her lips.

Inside the bedroom the bedsprings started creaking louder. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!" Nicole's roommate started shouting. "Oh yeah, baby," the male voice said. 

I think it was the noises that set Nicole off. She gave a stifled cry and began to buck her hips against my fingers. I felt her knees give way completely and I stopped stroking her just to make sure she stayed upright. In the end I couldn't stop her from sliding to her knees through my grasp. She stayed there on her knees, breathing heavily, while I contemplated the soaking wet fingers of my right hand.

When Nicole had recovered she climbed unsteadily to her feet, then threw her arms around me and kissed me. She slid her hand along my erection through my slacks. I heard voices and we both seemed to realize at the same time that we were still standing outside her roommate's room. Nicole grabbed my hand and led me back to her room and shut the door behind her. She put her finger to her lips, and we stood there, silently. A few minutes passed. Eventually I heard voices again. Nicole's roommate and her boyfriend were passing by her door on their way out. The front door slammed.




Jury Duty Ch. 03



"Oh my God!" Nicole shouted. "She is such a slut!"

I just stared at her, bemused.

"You don't understand," Nicole said, "She's a food whore."

That probably didn't have the intended effect on me. All it did for me was to cause me to picture Kate Upton, naked and covered in chocolate syrup.

"Don't you know what a food whore is?" Nicole asked.

"Apparently not," I replied.

"A food whore dates guys just for the free dinners," Nicole said, "Of course my roommate is stupid enough to sleep with them first. That's why she's a slut."

"Oh," I said, mentally reviewing my pre-marital dating experiences to determine if I ever dated any food whores. I wondered what separated them from any other woman that went out with a man and let him pay for dinner. I looked at Nicole again, eager to change the subject. "Umm..." I said, trying to think of a new topic.

"I am not a food whore," Nicole said defensively, "We split dinner tonight."

"I know," I said quickly. I wasn't even sure why she thought I was accusing her. The thought had never crossed my mind. I kept trying to think of a way out of this conversation.

"So, did you bring anything to change into?" Nicole asked.

"I have a bag in the car," I said, grateful for the change in subject, already moving to the door. I rushed outside and grabbed my bag. I walked back into the apartment and found Nicole standing pretty much right where I left her.

"Good," Nicole said, "You can go change in the bathroom," she said.

I turned and went right into the bathroom, changing out of my work clothes and into a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt. I stuffed my work clothes back into the bag, rearranging everything so that the condoms I brought would be easy to reach. I came out of the bathroom to find Nicole's door closed. I decided against barging in on her, and instead wandered into the living room, plopping down on the plush sofa just a couple of feet from where we had our voyeuristic adventure just minutes before. I replayed it in my mind and felt myself growing hard again. I resisted the mad urge to whip it out and start stroking it right then. Instead I readjusted it until it was as comfortable as possible in my shorts, and waited patiently for Nicole.

I heard a door open, and another door close. Nicole had moved into the vacated bathroom. A few more minutes passed. I got bored and grabbed the remote, settling on a Seinfeld rerun to pass the time. 

Nicole eventually emerged, wearing a tank top and shorts, her long brown hair pulled back in a pony tail. I was wondering if she was going to put on some sexy lingerie or something, but apparently not. It was, however, obvious that she wasn't wearing a bra, as there was a clear outline of her nipples through her tank top. Without a word she sat down beside me on the couch. I wasn't sure if it was spying on her roommate, or the conversation about food whores, but we were suddenly in an awkward place. We sat there in silence for a while, occasionally glancing at each other, but mostly just watching TV.

"Do you find me attractive?" Nicole suddenly blurted out.

I turned to stare at her. "Of course," I said, wondering why she was even worrying about it.

She smiled. "It's just... I don't know... we're just sitting here..." she trailed off.

Oh, I was supposed to be all over her right now, I thought to myself. I took a moment to gather my thoughts. "You read my stories," I said, "I'm insecure and passive. I'm nearly always looking for the woman to make the first move."

"Don't you want to... I don't know... throw me down on the bed and have your way with me?" Nicole asked.

"Yeah, sorta," I said, "It's already happened once," I added, referring to our first encounter.

"I guess," Nicole said, "Maybe I'm just used to men who... how should I say this... take control?"

"Sorry," I said, "I'm just not an aggressive person. I've had to deny myself my own needs and desires for so long; it's a shock to me now that I can actually have the things that I want."

"So, you do want me," Nicole said, "You're just not going to be aggressive about it?"

I was staring at her. Somewhere in the back of my mind I could hear my libido shouting 'grab her!' 'fuck her!' But I was too used to ignoring it to give in to it, even in that moment. All I could do was smile at her sheepishly.

Exasperated, Nicole plopped back against the couch. I thought to myself that maybe this was the moment where she was going to tell me that things weren't working out, that I wasn't the right guy for her, but by this point I'd been worrying about it so much that I couldn't even feel anxious about it anymore.

Finally Nicole sat up again. "You are quite a challenge," she said, and she stood up from the sofa. She walked over to the living room window and closed the blinds. She walked back across the room until she was standing in front of me. "Do you want me to seduce you?" She asked in a husky voice. "Is that what you're trying to tell me?"

I smiled at the movie reference, my cock springing to attention. I started to stand up, but Nicole reached out and pushed me back onto the sofa. She pulled her pony tail loose and shook her long brown hair until it hung wildly around her. She began to sway her hips to non-existent music, placing her hands on her hips and then running them up across her breasts and back through her hair.

"There were no real strip teases in your stories," Nicole said, "Let me be the first." 

I watched her, transfixed, as she began to dance around the room. This wasn't going to be a slow, sexy removal of clothing. Nicole apparently had some dancing experience, and she began to leap and pirouette around. I watched her breasts bounce in her tank top to her movements, her long, bare legs as she executed ballet steps that I couldn't possibly begin to identify.

"This isn't your first dance, I take it," I said.

"Three years of ballet," Nicole said, still bouncing around the living room, "Four years of competitive dance. Finally my father decided he didn't want to pay for it anymore. Honestly, I think he got sick of sitting through four hour recitals just to see me for fifteen minutes."

I nodded. I had a cousin who danced. I knew that they made people sit through entire recitals even though the person they came to see was only on stage for a short while. Nicole was a good dancer, to my untrained eye.

After a couple of minutes Nicole seemed to tire herself out leaping around the room, and came to a stop in front of me, right between my legs. She turned and lowered herself to a sitting position hovering above my lap, and began to grind her butt against me. "Mmm..." Nicole said, "I can tell you're enjoying this."

"Yeah," I said, and began to reach around her for her breasts.

"Nuh uh," Nicole said, taking my hands and pushing them back to my sides. "No touchy!" Nicole turned herself around to face me, her hardened nipples were showing prominently now through her tank top, just inches from my face. I made a move to kiss them, but Nicole was already moving to a kneeling position, lowering her head to my lap. She began to swing her head back and forth, letting her long brown hair fly about. My cock jumped as it was brushed back and forth by her hair. Nicole put a hand firmly on each of my thighs and pushed herself back up to stand. In another fluid motion, she grabbed her tank top around her waist and pulled it over her head. Her full C cup breasts popped into view. She grabbed them and pulled one to her mouth, sticking her tongue out to lick her nipple with only a little effort.

I decided that if Nicole was looking for me to be aggressive, then I would be aggressive. I leapt up off of the sofa and grabbed her around her midsection before she could stop me. Nicole shrieked as I lifted her up in a fireman's carry and carried her into her bedroom. She shrieked again as I threw her down unceremoniously onto the bed.

"Stay," I said, pointing at her. Nicole just stared at me.

I went into the bathroom and grabbed a condom from my bag. I pulled off all of my clothes within seconds and slid the condom onto my erection. I went back to the bedroom where Nicole lay, her hands lightly touching her breasts. Her eyes went right to my cock. Without a word I grabbed her shorts and pulled them off. Nicole hadn't bothered to put panties on.

I climbed onto the bed and between her legs. I kissed her and reached down to stroke her clit and pussy. I knew how wet she had gotten during our voyeuristic adventure, but I wanted to be sure she was ready.

"I want you," Nicole whispered in my ear. I positioned her so that her knees were up in the air for better access. I moved into position, sliding my cock along her clit and pussy a few times, just for good measure. I pulled my hips back and slammed my cock all the way into her with one stroke. Nicole gasped and threw her arms around me.

My last sexual partner was my ex-wife, and she preferred our lovemaking to be slow. As a result it had been several years since I had given anybody an all-out fucking. I did my best with Nicole, pistoning in and out of her as quickly as I could get my hips to go. My main concern was stamina. This was too stimulating and it was probably going to be over quickly.

"I'm not going to last long," I whispered, already slightly out of breath.

"I'm not timing you," Nicole said, "Just fuck me."

I responded with a particularly hard thrust. Nicole gasped and threw her legs around me. "Mmm... I love it when you fuck me hard," she said. She began trying to control my thrusts by pressing her legs against my butt.

I could feel my orgasm building, and I tried to do anything I could to delay it. I started to think about baseball, about work, about anything random. It all failed, and as a last resort I started to slow down my thrusts.

"Faster," Nicole said.

"I can't or I'll come," I replied.

Nicole groaned and unwrapped her arms and legs from around me. She gave me a shove and I pulled out of her. "On your back," she said.

I rolled over onto my back and Nicole climbed on top of me, straddling me around my stomach. She stared at me for a few seconds. "Are you still close?" She asked.

I thought about it for a moment. "No," I replied.

"Good," she said, and she lifted herself up and backwards. She grabbed my cock with one hand and guided it into her pussy. She slid all the way into me with a gasp, and then began to ride me. "Better?" She asked.

I nodded that it was. There was much less stimulation in this position. Nicole leaned over and kissed me. She started riding me again, going as fast as she could move her hips without popping out of me altogether. I reached up to fondle her full breasts where they hung below me.

I sat still for a while, just enjoying the sensations and Nicole's expression of pure ecstasy while she brought herself pleasure. Eventually I got the hang of Nicole's rhythm, and I began to thrust my hips in counterpoint to hers, causing my cock to go deeper into her pussy with each thrust.

"Mmm... that feels so good," Nicole whispered, and she gasped. "Don't stop," she added, and shifted herself to thrust against me harder. I matched her new rhythm. "Ugh," she gasped again. "I want you to cum with me. Are you ready to cum?"

I was riding a plateau, but when she said that I could feel it start to build again. "Yeah," I said.

"Good," Nicole said. "I'm so ready to cum. Your hard cock feels so good in me... AAH!" She cried out as her orgasm hit her.

I was thrusting up into her as hard as I could, feeling myself pass the point of no return. I was usually quiet when I orgasmed, but I found myself grunting loudly as I shot my load into the condom buried in Nicole's pussy.

Nicole collapsed against me as our orgasms subsided. I felt wetness around my crotch and realized that Nicole's juices had leaked out and soaked me.

"Oh my God," Nicole whispered and she nuzzled against my neck. "That was amazing. I came so hard."

"I can feel it," I said.

"What?" Nicole asked, and reached behind us. I felt her grab the hilt of my cock where it was still buried inside her and touch around me, feeling the wetness. "Oh good," Nicole said, "I was afraid your condom had come loose or something." She started laughing. I laughed too.

I was distracted by a sound. I looked up past Nicole and was shocked to see her roommate standing there. Her roommate wasn't Kate Upton, but she was attractive all the same. She was the opposite of Nicole, tall, blonde, and thin. I wondered how long she had been standing there.

Nicole heard too. She turned around and glared at her. The impression that I had gotten was that Nicole and her roommate were long-time friends, but complete opposites, and their short time living together had soured their friendship.

Her roommate started clapping, a slow, sarcastic clap. "So, who's the slut now?" She asked.

To be continued?

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Jury Duty Ch. 04



This is a continuation of my story Jury Duty. At the end of the last story Nicole's roommate walked in on us in a rather compromising position. This story picks up where the last one left off. Enjoy!

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"So, who's the slut now?" Nicole's roommate asked.

Nicole swung herself off of me and around to face her roommate. My withering condom covered penis was suddenly in view. I wasn't much of an exhibitionist. I tried to cover myself up with my hands, glancing at Nicole's roommate. She was staring at it. I blushed.

"Oh, Alicia," Nicole said as innocently as she could muster. She was making no effort to hide her nakedness. "I wasn't expecting you back so early. How was your date?"

"What an ass!" Alicia shouted. "He wouldn't let me order the lobster, so I ditched him."

You didn't have to be psychic to sense the 'I told you so' that was coming from Nicole.

"Well, it's an early night, I guess," Alicia said, "I'm going to go change. Maybe watch a movie. You're welcome to join me, if you're up for it." Alicia glanced at my crotch again, and then mercifully left the room.

Once Alicia was gone Nicole buried her head in my neck. "I'm sorry about that," Nicole said. "I was right about her though, wasn't I?"

"Yeah," I said.

"So what do you want to do?" Nicole asked.

I glanced at the clock. It was still barely 8pm. With everything that had already happened, it felt like it should have been much later. I thought about maybe just telling Nicole that I was going to leave. Alicia's arrival kind of ruined the evening. We certainly weren't going to be able to have any privacy with her around. "Well..." I started to say.

"Please don't go," Nicole whispered urgently, and threw her arms around me. "Stay with me."

I took a deep breath. "I guess we can go watch a movie with Alicia," I said.

Nicole kissed me on the lips. "Thank you," she said. "Let's clean up."

I climbed out of bed slowly and scooped up my clothes. I crept into the bathroom to clean up. Luckily Alicia wasn't nearby. I washed up and dressed and found that Nicole had dressed back into her tank top and shorts. She was pulling her hair back into a pony tail. Nicole's nipples were still clearly visible through her tank top. "What?" She said when she turned and saw me staring at them.

"Nothing," I said, "It's just that your nipples are showing through that shirt."

"Oh," Nicole said, "No big deal. You don't mind, do you?"

"Me? No," I said, "But if we're going out to the living room..." I trailed off.

"Oh please," Nicole said, cupping her breasts in her hands, "Alicia has seen these plenty of times."

I shrugged. Nicole went into the bathroom to clean herself up. I tried to make friends with her cat, who was staring at me impassively from its perch on the dresser. Nicole came back and she took me by the hand and led me into the living room. Alicia was already there. I didn't get a good sense of what she looked like before, since I was more concerned with covering myself up, but now I gave her the once-over. I got a sense before that she was tall and thin, maybe 5'9. She was dressed in a t-shirt and shorts. Alicia's breasts were much smaller than Nicole's, but her nipples were poking through her t-shirt just the same, the air conditioning counteracting the humid summer evening but making it chilly in the apartment. Her shorts only went partway down her thighs and revealed long tanned legs. Alicia had a deceptively innocent face, big blue eyes, a button nose, and pouty lips. If this was still high school I would've had a crush on this girl, falling for her pretty face and not being able to see the conniving user behind it. I told myself that I could handle someone like her at this point in my life.

I felt Alicia looking me up and down. I was 5'11 and 160 pounds, skinny but fit with just a bit of a belly. I had wavy brown hair, piercing hazel eyes, a crooked roman nose, and a strong chin. I was 37 but I still passed for 30 easily. I idly wondered if Alicia found me attractive. Nicole and I settled onto the sofa. Alicia was sitting in a recliner at a 90 degree angle from the sofa, facing the TV.

"Sooo..." Alicia said, "Fred is it?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Fred, I'm Alicia," she said. "Tell me about yourself."

I gave her the short version. 37, divorced with a daughter, paralegal.

"Very well endowed," Alicia added when I was done. She giggled. I blushed and glanced at Nicole helplessly.

"So what movie do you want to watch?" Nicole said, trying to change the subject.

"Hmm..." Alicia said, and I noticed she was holding the remote control. "Suddenly I'm in the mood for something... raunchy. I hope you guys don't mind."

I looked at the TV and saw that Alicia was in the On Demand section, flipping through the Adult Section of the Showtime catalog. I glanced at Nicole. What was this woman up to? 

I was hoping that Nicole was going to find a way to steer Alicia away from... well... whatever she was doing. "That's fine," Nicole said. I felt her place a hand on my thigh. I resisted the urge to squirm uneasily.

Alicia settled on a movie, bikini something or other. I had seen a bunch of these movies, similar casts of big-chested women in various situations. There was lots of faux lesbian action in these movies, busty women rubbing up against each other and winking at the camera. I watched movies like this to jerk off. The thought of having to sit there and watch erotica with my girlfriend and a complete stranger and not be able to touch myself made me even more uncomfortable. Alicia turned off all the lights, but you could still see pretty well in the glow of the television, and I knew she would be watching me. It wasn't like I could slip my hand in my shorts or something. I felt Nicole snuggle up beside me. It wasn't like she could slip her hand down my shorts without Alicia seeing either.

And then Nicole slid her hand down my shorts. Startled, I fought against the urge to push her away. Did she really not care that Alicia could see? Nicole didn't even get along with Alicia. Why would she want to put on a show for her? I thought back to the well endowed comment Alicia made. Was she going to try to rub Alicia's nose in the fact that I was her boyfriend? I wasn't an exhibitionist, but I was comfortable enough in my sexuality that having somebody watching me wasn't going to get in the way of my enjoyment, either. And what would Alicia do? Just watch? Join in? Even though Nicole had told me after reading my stories that she wasn't bi-sexual, she was very sexually open. I started to feel a little surge of excitement. Good lord, was I going to find myself in a threesome?

I glanced at Alicia, and she was looking right at me, smirking. Of course she saw Nicole's hand in my pants. Nicole's hand closed around my penis. We just had sex what, fifteen minutes ago? I could feel myself growing hard in her hand. I couldn't return the favor for Nicole without being really obvious. My right hand would have to cross my body to get to her. My left was draped across her shoulder, and I couldn't do anything more than reach across to touch her left breast. I brushed my fingers across Nicole's nipple. Alicia turned her head back to the movie. I felt Nicole's nipple grow hard under her tank top. Nicole made a little noise and snuggled closer to me.

On the television two of the porn stars, I think it was Evan Stone and Beverly Lynne, were going at it. I felt Nicole start to squirm beside me. "I'm so hot," Nicole whispered in my ear, "I want you to touch me." I glanced at Alicia. She was staring at the movie, one hand absently brushing against her chest. I made a show of wriggling the fingers of my left hand, to make it obvious to Nicole that I wasn't going to be able to reach between her legs. Nicole reached across and took my right hand with her left hand, and pulled it between her legs. I had to turn myself halfway to face her. There was no way to hide what we were doing now. I glanced at Alicia again. She was looking at us now, smirking again. I took a deep breath. There was no turning back now. I burrowed my hand in between Nicole's legs and found her pussy. I slid my fingers down along her clitoris and pussy lips. Nicole sighed and shifted again, spreading her legs more for better access. Her hand tightened around my cock and she began to stroke me harder. 

It went on like that for a while. The three of us sitting there, watching porn. Nicole and I with a hand down each other's shorts, playing with each other. I heard a noise and glanced at Alicia. She had pushed the recliner all the way back. I could see that she had slid a hand all the way into her shorts. Her other hand was under her shirt, fondling her nipples. There were two women on the screen now, a lithe Asian woman and a busty brunette. They were in a shower with a bottle of chocolate syrup, pouring syrup all over each other's breasts and rubbing them together. I don't know if the women enjoyed the sight but I certainly did. My hips jerked involuntarily, my cock spasming in Nicole's hand. 

"Is this making you hot?" Nicole whispered in my ear.

"Yeah," I whispered back. To my shock Nicole turned and started tugging at my shorts. I peeked at Alicia and she was staring back at me. Nicole pulled my shorts over my erection and down my legs, freeing my cock. She stroked it a few times; making sure that Alicia was getting a good look, and then lowered her head into my lap and her mouth onto my penis.

I grunted and shifted in my seat. I didn't even know where to look. There was the sexy movie on the television, the cute blonde masturbating in the recliner ten feet away, and my girlfriend giving me a blow job. If not for the fact that I just had sex, I would've blown my load right then. Nicole was determined to put on a show. I heard her moan and smack her lips, her head bobbing up and down in my lap. She climbed up onto the sofa, moving into a kneeling position beside me. Her left hand was around the base of my cock; her right hand went down between her legs. I heard her moan as she slid her fingers along her pussy lips.

Nicole was definitely giving her best performance. I felt her pause her sucking to stroke and lick my cock, touching the sensitive underside of my circumcised penis. I felt her drool saliva all over it, and then resume her sucking. She deep-throated me, taking all seven inches into her mouth. Nicole made little gurgling and slurping noises that were so sexy they were speeding me along to orgasm.

My orgasm hit me so unexpectedly I didn't even have time to warn Nicole. I blew my load into her mouth. I heard Nicole gag but she didn't stop sucking, swallowing every drop. I grunted and bucked my hips as I came. I glanced over at Alicia, only half aware of my surroundings. She was splayed backwards in the recliner, her back arched, her t-shirt pulled up so that I could see her hand fondling her small breasts, her other hand buried in her shorts. She looked over at me and smiled in post-orgasmic bliss. I smiled back at her, dreamily. 

Nicole sat up beside me, wiping at her lips. We were all silent for a few minutes. The movie continued to play. I fell into a post-orgasmic stupor, reflecting on my day, getting up at 6am for a 50 minute commute and an 8 hour work day, dinner with Nicole followed by the voyeuristic show that Alicia had unknowingly put on, the strip tease by Nicole and the wild sex we had, being discovered by Alicia, and finally getting a blow job from Nicole while Alicia masturbated in front of a dirty movie. It didn't get much better than this, I thought. I felt my eyelids grow heavy; the excitement of the day's events catching up with me. 

I barely even heard Alicia when she eventually spoke. "Just think, if you ever did that for Gary, maybe you two would still be together," she said.

Before her words even registered with me, I heard an inarticulate scream beside me. Nicole shot off of the sofa and attacked Alicia. I snapped back to reality at the sight of Nicole leaping onto the recliner and grabbing at Alicia's head. Alicia was ready for her, however, and fought back, pushing her back off of her and onto the floor. Alicia leapt off of the recliner and joined Nicole on the floor.

The two women were fighting viciously, arms and legs flailing, slapping and kicking at each other. Hands were grabbing at hair and tearing at each other's shirts. They were grunting and shrieking. I was fresh off of a great blow job and my second orgasm of the evening, but the sight of the two women fighting still made me instantly hard. But what do I do? My first instinct was to run for the door. Nicole was an interesting person and a great fuck but she obviously had some issues. I didn't need this kind of drama in my life, not while I was trying to put my life back together after my divorce. I stayed rooted in place, though. I mean, I was actually seeing a real live catfight! Nicole and Alicia were lying side by side now, Alicia using her longer arms and legs to slap and kick at Nicole from a distance that Nicole couldn't quite reach. Nicole was trying to dodge Alicia's attacks to get close enough to hit back. Alicia's t-shirt was torn at the neckline and hung loosely around her. One of Nicole's breasts had popped free from her tank top, and I could feel my cock throb at the sight of it. On the other hand, I could see marks on their exposed skin where they had hit and scratched each other, and I realized I needed to stop it before they really hurt each other, but arms and legs were flying everywhere. It was going to be dangerous to get too close to them.

Nicole fought her way back to Alicia and flung herself on top of her. She quickly straddled Alicia and grabbed her by the hair, using it to yank Alicia's head from side to side.

"Ow!" Alicia screamed, "Get off me you bitch!" Alicia got a hand free and started to claw at Nicole's exposed breast.

"Ugh!" Grunted Nicole, and she slapped Alicia across the face. Nicole reached lower and grabbed Alicia's t-shirt. She had already managed to tear the material around the collar, now when she pulled on it she was able to tear it more and pull the shirt down and around Alicia's slim shoulders, trapping her arms. She took advantage of Alicia's limited movement and pinned her arms beneath her knees.

"Bitch," Alicia hissed, and began to buck her hips to try to throw Nicole off of her. Nicole held tight though, riding Alicia like a cowgirl. 

"Is that the best you can do, bitch?" Nicole said.

"No," Alicia grunted, and threw her legs into the air, catching Nicole by the head and shoulder, and knocking her sideways. Alicia struggled to her feet, freeing her arms from her t-shirt as she did. It stayed on her, but the collar was so torn and ruined I was expecting it to just fall right off of her. Nicole was lying prone on the floor, slightly dazed, and Alicia started kicking at Nicole's side with her bare feet.

"Fucking bitch!" Alicia screamed as she landed a kick on Nicole's side.

Nicole snapped back to reality, swiping at Alicia's legs with her own and knocking Alicia right back down on top of her. They were quickly at it again, slapping and kicking at each other, rolling back and forth and trying to gain the upper hand.

Their shorts were starting to ride down their bodies. I could see hips and butt cracks coming into view. Their shirts were riding up, revealing waists and bellies. Nicole's left breast was still out of her tank top, and she made no effort to conceal it. As more skin came into view, the more aroused I got. I still thought that I needed to put a stop to the fight before somebody really got hurt, but I also realized that it was just as likely the girls would end up topless, or completely naked, and the more clothing that was lost, the more turned on I would get.

Nicole was on top of Alicia again, this time straddling her by her waist, and quickly pulled Alicia's t-shirt down around her shoulders again. Nicole was ready for Alicia to try to kick up her legs, and deftly dodged Alicia's attempts to knock her off. Both women were showing signs of fatigue. They were breathing heavily and sweating. The scene was still incredibly sexy though, maybe even more so. Nicole had grabbed hold of Alicia's hair with her left hand, and was using her right to slap at Alicia's legs behind her. "Did you fuck him?" Nicole was shouting now. "Did you fuck Gary?"

Alicia glared at Nicole. Nicole reached around with her right hand and slapped her. "I said, did you fuck him?" Nicole shouted.

"Yeah, I fucked him," Alicia suddenly sneered, "He said I was the best fuck he ever had."

"You bitch!" Nicole screamed, and reached back and slapped Alicia as hard as she could. The entire apartment complex probably heard that. I idly wondered if concerned neighbors would call the cops or something. I started thinking about making a discreet exit again. Then Nicole grabbed Alicia's t-shirt with both hands, tearing at it until it ripped down the middle, exposing Alicia's small breasts. Maybe I could stick around a little longer, I thought to myself. 

"Look at these little things!" Nicole said mockingly, "Do you think these compare to my tits?" I was shocked as Nicole pulled her other breast free from her tank top. She cupped her full C cup breasts in her hands. I was expecting Alicia to use this moment to try to break free again, but that big slap took the fight out of her. She glared at Nicole with pure hatred, but she wasn't trying to get free. The entire left side of her face was red. Alicia made a face like she was getting ready to spit at Nicole.

Nicole noticed it. "Don't spit at me, bitch," she said. She covered up Alicia's face with her left hand. She began slapping at Alicia's exposed breasts. "Teeny little titties," Nicole chanted mockingly. Alicia began struggling furiously. "Do you want to know what real titties feel like?" Nicole asked. To my complete shock she lowered herself onto Alicia, her breasts right on Alicia's face. Nicole pushed her breasts against Alicia's face. "Kiss them," Nicole cooed, "Kiss my titties."

Alicia sensed an opening and with an amazing effort slid herself forward and right out from under Nicole. As she struggled to her feet her ruined t-shirt fell down around her waist. Alicia grabbed it and pulled it over her head. She flung it at Nicole who batted it away. Her small breasts with silver dollar sized nipples swayed with her movement. They were B cups, maybe. Alicia suddenly turned to look at me. It was the first time either of them acknowledged me since the fight began. I decided it was time to get them to stop. I held out my hands and prepared to play peacemaker.

"Look at how hard Fred is," Alicia suddenly said, gesturing to the bulge in my shorts, "The sight of my tits is turning him on."

Nicole was sitting on the floor now, out of breath. She made no effort to adjust her tank top to hide her breasts. "He likes big tits," Nicole said, pushing herself to her feet. She took hold of her breasts in her hands, cupping them and holding them up toward me. I stared at them.

"Nobody wants your fat cow tits," Alicia said, and made an effort to slap at them. Nicole slapped at her hand, and suddenly they were slapping at each other again. Then they grabbed each other in a mutual bear hug. One of them tripped the other and they fell back to the floor, rolling back and forth and trying to gain the upper hand again.

Nicole eventually landed on top again, grabbing Alicia's hands and pinning them up above her head. Nicole grinned at Alicia. "Kiss my titties," Nicole said again, as though the last few minutes had never happened. She lowered herself until she was smothering Alicia again. Alicia bucked and swung her legs in the air, but wasn't able to unbalance Nicole. Alicia quickly changed tactics and tried to bite at Nicole's breasts.

"Ow!" Nicole shrieked and pulled away from Alicia. "Bitch," Nicole spat and slapped Alicia's face again. Nicole slid backwards until she was straddling Alicia's waist and grabbed hold of Alicia's breasts. She squeezed hard. Alicia screamed, her arms and legs flailing in the air, but wasn't able to shake Nicole loose. Alicia grabbed at Nicole's arms and tried to pull Nicole's hands off of her breasts.




Jury Duty Ch. 04



The thought that Nicole was inflicting real pain on Alicia snapped me back to reality again, and I moved to intervene. Before I could stop Nicole, though, she took her hands off of Alicia's breasts and grabbed Alicia's wrists, pinning her to the floor again. "You didn't like that?" Nicole asked. "You told me you liked to have your titties fondled," she added.

"By a man," Alicia said, "I'm not a fucking dyke like you."

"Oh, so maybe if Fred was doing it you'd like it more?" Nicole asked. Alicia didn't reply. "Go ahead Fred," Nicole said, "Grab her tits. If you can find them," she added.

I had no intention of violating this woman. Whatever happened between Nicole and Alicia, this was their fight, and I didn't want to become a part of it. "No way," I said.

"It's okay," Nicole said, "Alicia wants it. She's wanted you since the first time I told her about you. She wants you just because you're my boyfriend. You're a boyfriend stealing cunt, aren't you Alicia?" Nicole started bouncing up and down where she sat on Alicia's stomach. "Tell him," Nicole said, throwing her weight down on top of Alicia's stomach, "Tell him you want him to."

"Stop hurting her!" I shouted, alarmed by the look of agony on Alicia's face. Nicole ignored me.

"I want it!" Alicia suddenly shouted. Tears were in her eyes. She turned to look at me. "I want him to touch me."

I wasn't sure if I believed Alicia or not, but I saw it as a way to stop the fighting. "If I do this, will you promise to stop hurting her?" I asked Nicole.

"I promise," Nicole said.

I took a deep breath, and lowered myself onto the floor beside the two women. I watched Alicia closely. If she flinched or gave any indication that she didn't really want it, I would get up and leave the whole crazy situation behind, but all Alicia did was watch me expectantly. I reached out and touched Alicia's left breast, which was closest to me. I ran my fingers along the sides of her breast, and then along her nipple. It grew hard and puckered with my touch. I heard Alicia exhale sharply.

"See?" Nicole said. "She likes it. She wanted you to touch her. Fucking slut," she added.

Alicia was ignoring Nicole now, staring at me as I shifted to fondle her other breast. I felt my bulging erection strain against my shorts. I started to think about getting off again, and how it might happen. Alicia suddenly gasped.

"Fred," Nicole said, "You're making her wet." I realized with a start that Nicole had reached behind her and slid a hand into Alicia's shorts. "Look at how wet you are, you fucking slut!" Nicole said and brought her hand to Alicia's face and started smearing her wetness on it. Alicia tried to slap Nicole's hand away.

"You didn't like that?" Nicole said, grabbing Alicia's hands again and shifting her weight to pin Alicia's arms under her knees. I had to pull my hand away from Alicia's breasts to avoid getting pinned as well. "Fred," Nicole said, "Go feel how wet she is."

I glanced at Alicia again. Alicia had stopped struggling. As long as Nicole wasn't trying to hurt or violate her she seemed content to lie there. We locked eyes, and I think Alicia could tell that if she protested then I wouldn't do it. She gave me a tiny nod of her head. I reached over into her shorts and slid my hand along her pussy. She was definitely wet. Out of sheer habit, I slid my hand back and forth along her pussy a few times. What straight man could put a hand on a woman's pussy without giving it a few strokes? Alicia squirmed beneath Nicole.

"That's good, right?" Nicole asked Alicia. "He has a great touch, right?" Nicole added. Alicia was just staring at Nicole. "Answer me, bitch!" Nicole suddenly shouted.

"Yes," Alicia said warily.

"You like Fred, don't you?" Nicole asked. Alicia nodded. "You like his cock, don't you?" Nicole asked. Alicia hesitated, but she nodded again. "Do you want to suck his cock?" Nicole asked.

Alicia's eyes grew wide. "You do, don't you?" Nicole said. "You want to suck Fred's cock!" Alicia just stared at Nicole. Nicole suddenly reached over and grabbed at my shorts, pulling them over my erection and down around my knees. Nicole grabbed hold of my cock, nearly pulling me forward onto them both. "You want to suck his cock, don't you?" She asked again.

Alicia stayed silent. Nicole got tired of waiting for a response, and in an unexpectedly quick succession of movements, climbed off of Alicia, grabbed the back of her head, and lifted it up towards my cock. Alicia was suddenly facing my belly button, inches above my cock. "Go on," Nicole said, "Suck it. Take it in your mouth."

Alicia locked eyes with me again. She didn't look like a conniving user anymore. She was thoroughly beaten, exhausted by her fight with Nicole. The whole left side of her face was red, and her big blue eyes were wet with tears. "You don't have to do this if you don't want to," I said to her.

"No," Alicia said, "I want to do this. Nicole is right about me. I'm a slut and I get hot at the idea of stealing other girls' boyfriends."

"You're a cock sucking slut," Nicole said.

Alicia didn't answer her. She was already moving toward my cock. She licked her lips, as though it was her favorite flavor of lollipop in front of her. Her tongue reached it first, giving the underside of my cock a lick. I let out a breath of air. My cock was already tingling from arousal, having watched Nicole and Alicia fighting. I idly noticed the movie had ended, and the television was back to the On Demand screen. Alicia moved closer to me, putting her mouth around the head of my penis and slowly starting to bob back and forth. I reached out to the nearby sofa to steady myself. It was going to be hard to get a great blow job and stay in the kneeling position I was in.

"That's a good little slut," Nicole said softly. She slowly moved until she was beside us to get a better view of the blow job. "That's a good boyfriend stealing cock sucking slut." I glanced at Nicole. She had a hand in her shorts. She was getting off on this.

Alicia was giving a good blow job, slowly moving her lips back and forth along my cock. I could feel her tongue sliding along the underside. I was fully hard, but so over stimulated by what already happened that night that I wasn't even sure I had another orgasm left. I looked down at Alicia, her big blue eyes staring back at me. She was looking for my approval. I smiled sheepishly at her.

"Suck that cock!" Nicole shouted, and grabbed Alicia's head. She pushed her forward so that she took my entire length into her mouth. I felt myself go down Alicia's throat as she gagged on my cock. Nicole let go of her and she pulled her head away, sputtering and coughing.

"Come on!" Nicole said, "I thought you were a great cock sucker! Take that thing into your mouth, like this," Nicole added, leaning over and taking Alicia's place. She took the entire length of my cock into her mouth, sucking hard and grabbing at my balls. I groaned and bucked my hips involuntarily. 

Nicole pulled away. "See?" She said, "That's how it's done." Nicole grabbed Alicia by the hair again and pulled her to my cock. "Get sucking." She said.

Alicia resumed her blow job, trying to do it like Nicole wanted her to, taking as much of my full length into her mouth that she could. "Mmm..." she mumbled.

Nicole was stripping beside us. She pulled her tank top over her head. She pulled her shorts down her legs, and she was completely naked. Alicia and I were both watching her warily, wondering what she was going to do next. She had her hands on her breasts, fondling her nipples.

"My turn," Nicole suddenly announced, and I thought she meant she was going to take over the blow job again. Alicia probably thought that too. Instead Nicole took Alicia by the shoulder and roughly pushed her backwards onto her back. Nicole grabbed Alicia's shorts and pulled them off of her, leaving her naked as well. Nicole climbed on top of Alicia. Realizing Nicole's intentions, Alicia started struggling furiously, but Nicole was able to pin her arms under her knees as she slid her way up to sit on Alicia's neck. Alicia bucked her body again and again, but she wasn't able to unbalance Nicole.

"You fucking dyke!" Alicia screamed as Nicole moved to sit on her face. "Mmmfff!" Was all I heard as Nicole smothered her with her crotch. Nicole had one hand in Alicia's hair, and the other trying to hold down Alicia's torso behind her while she pinned her arms beneath her legs. I watched Alicia's legs kick feebly, her pussy open and inviting.

"Lick it, bitch," Nicole was saying, "Lick my pussy." I realized that I needed to see what was going on. I stood up and kicked off my shorts, my erection hanging in the air as I moved around for a good view of Nicole's pussy perched on Alicia's face. Nicole had Alicia by the hair, and she was trying to pull her mouth against her pussy. Alicia was still struggling. "Come on, you cock sucking slut," Nicole said, "Lick it." Unable to get Alicia to comply, Nicole started grinding her crotch against Alicia's chin and mouth. "I'm going to fuck that pretty face of yours," Nicole said.

"No way," Alicia said, the end of it cut off by Nicole shoving her pussy at Alicia's open mouth.

"You need more incentive, huh?" Nicole said. She reached behind Alicia and started pinching her nipples. Alicia went wild again, trying to buck Nicole off of her, but Nicole held fast. Alicia gave up and was still again, exhausted, but she was still refusing to open her mouth. "Still need more incentive?" Nicole asked. "What if Fred fucks you while you lick my pussy?"

I saw Alicia's eyes grow wide. "I am not going to fuck her," I said.

"Why not?" Nicole said, "You want it," she said, reaching out and taking hold of my raging hard-on. "She wants it," Nicole said, "Tell him you want him to fuck you," Nicole said. Alicia shook her head no. "I said, tell Fred you want him to fuck you," Nicole said, pinching her nose closed with her fingers.

Alicia's eyes bulged, and after a few moments she had to open her mouth to breathe. Nicole thrust her pussy at Alicia's mouth as soon as it opened. "I'm going to get you to lick my pussy one way or the other," Nicole said, "You may as well enjoy yourself."

I weighed my options. Sure, I could overpower Nicole and put a stop to this, but what would it accomplish? I wasn't going to hurt Nicole, I was too chivalrous. If I walked out the door nothing was going to get any better for Alicia. Besides, Nicole was right. I did want to fuck this woman. Somewhere deep inside me was the teenager who got his heart broken several times by women like Alicia, and I was realizing that it would be my own measure of revenge. I wasn't a rapist though. I wanted Alicia to want it.

"Tell Fred you want him to fuck you," Nicole said again.

"Please!" Alicia suddenly cried, "Please don't do this to me... mmph," her sentence was cut off as Nicole smothered her again.

My heart went out to her. No matter what she had done, nothing was bad enough to warrant getting violated. I needed to do something. I came up with an idea. "Fine, I'll do it," I said, and quickly turned and headed for the bathroom where my bag was stashed. I pulled out a condom and slid it onto my cock. I went back into the living room. Nicole was still perched on Alicia's face. Before Nicole could react, I grabbed her and threw her off of Alicia and onto the floor. I quickly threw myself on top of her and found her pussy, lining my cock up and sliding into her.

"What the fuck?" Nicole shouted, and gasped as I thrust into her, "You're supposed to fuck Alicia you idiot."

"I'm not going to fuck somebody who doesn't want me to," I replied.

"But she does want it!" Nicole shouted, "She's a boyfriend stealing slut!"

"Do you want her to steal me away from you?" I retorted.

Nicole didn't answer. I kept thrusting into her, my cock numb from all of the stimulation it already received. I looked over at Alicia, who was still sprawled on the floor beside us. She looked too exhausted to even move. Her cheek was red and swollen from all of the slaps she took, and I wondered if she was going to have a black eye in the morning. I thought about what I was going to do next. What was I trying to accomplish, anyway? I wasn't going to be a part of this toxic, dysfunctional mess. Did I think I could get Nicole to leave Alicia alone by fucking her into oblivion? I continued my methodical thrusts into Nicole. I figured the longer I could keep fucking Nicole, the more time I had to think of a solution.

Nicole started struggling to get away from me, but I kept her pinned with my superior strength. I had to stop thrusting into her to focus on keeping her beneath me. "Let me at her!" She was shouting, "Let me finish her!"

"No," I replied, "I'm not going to let you hurt her anymore."

"Oh, what a gentleman," Nicole sneered, "Now you're going to put a stop to it."

Nicole was right. I let the fight go on too long, and I enjoyed every minute of it. I felt guilty and rushed to save face. "You went too far," I said. 

"That bitch had it coming to her," Nicole said, "She stole my boyfriend," she gasped, as I thrusted into her hard.

"I didn't steal him," Alicia suddenly said, "I just slept with him. He told me he was leaving you anyway."

"Fuck you!" Nicole shouted and struggled to get free again. "How many of my other boyfriends did you sleep with?"

"He was the only one," Alicia said, "He practically begged me for it." Nicole's struggles got more furious, and I had to fight harder to keep her under me. "Gary was a total asshole. He was a major asshole, and I'm sorry I slept with him. You're better off without him."

I was hoping what Alicia said would calm Nicole down and bring an end to this crazy mess, but Nicole didn't stop struggling. "You bitch!" She screamed. "You fucking bitch! You flat-chested cunt!"

I was focused on Nicole, but I sensed movement beside me. Alicia had pushed herself to her knees. She started moving towards us. "Fine, if that's the way you want to be," Alicia said, "Two can play at this game." I watched Alicia as she moved right up to me, her small breasts swaying. She grabbed my face with her hands and kissed me, hard. I was still leaning over Nicole and struggling to keep her arms pinned. I almost lost my grip on her. Alicia broke the kiss and put her hand on my shoulder. As I eased myself up Alicia swung her leg around and straddled Nicole's chest.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Nicole shouted. "You boyfriend stealing cunt!" Nicole screamed as Alicia scooted closer to Nicole's face.

"It's funny that you're so worried about me stealing your boyfriend when you were just trying to force him to fuck me," Alicia said. "I think you want it. I think you like it when other people fuck your men." She was taunting Nicole now, and Nicole was struggling furiously to get her arms free.

I had slid completely out of Nicole and was sitting on my haunches between her legs, wary of the possibility that she would start kicking at me. "Fred," Alicia said, "Don't stop fucking her."

I got up and walked out the door. No, no I didn't. That's what I should have done. "Here comes the threesome I always dreamed of" was what I thought instead. I contemplated how I was going to keep fucking Nicole while Alicia was straddling her, and quickly improvised by grabbing a sofa cushion and sliding it under Nicole's butt. I got the right angle to slide myself into her while I was in a kneeling position, and slid back inside her.

"Fred you fucking mmfff," Nicole said, her insult cut off by Alicia sliding her crotch onto her face. From where I was kneeling, I could see Nicole's chest heaving, and a view of Alicia's small but shapely ass as she ground her crotch into Nicole's face. 

"Come on, you fucking dyke," Alicia said, "Let's see if you suck pussy as well as you suck cock." Nicole was evidently refusing, because Alicia grabbed her by the hair and pulled her face to her crotch. "Come on, lick it, bitch," she said. She reached behind her and tweaked Nicole's nipples. Nicole tried to kick out her legs, but I was holding her firmly around her waist in order to keep myself inside her. Furious now, Nicole tried to twist her torso to throw Alicia off of her. Alicia held fast though. Nicole eventually wore herself out struggling and lay still.

"That's it," Alicia cooed, "Just lie back and enjoy yourself." I watched Alicia thrust her hips against Nicole's face. Alicia lifted herself up a little, and I could actually see Nicole's tongue dart out and lick Alicia's crotch. In this seemingly endless evening of sexual exploration, catfights, and shifting allegiances, this was probably the hottest moment yet for me. My hips jerked at the sight, thrusting my cock deeply into Nicole. I could hear her grunt.

I wasn't sure if Alicia was even a little bi-sexual, but she seemed determined to at least act like she was enjoying sexually dominating Nicole. "Oh yeah, lick it bitch," Alicia said, "Lick my pussy." Whether it was real or not, her orgasm arrived quickly. "Oh yeah!" Alicia cried, "Oh yeah! Ohhh... God!" She shouted as she thrust her crotch at Nicole's face again and again.

I had no doubt that Nicole's orgasm was real, though. Her hips started shaking, then bucking, and I could feel her pussy spasming around my cock. I held on tight and tried to hold off on my own orgasm. Nicole stopped moving and lay completely still.

Alicia climbed off of Nicole when she realized that she wasn't struggling anymore. "Was it good for you, bitch?" She taunted. Nicole didn't budge. Alicia leaned over and started lightly slapping her face. Nicole didn't respond, but I could still see her chest rising and falling. Alicia turned to me. "We fucked her into oblivion," she said with a mischievous giggle.

"Yeah... umm..." I started to say, wondering how quickly I could get dressed and out the door.

"Not so fast," Alicia said. She knee-walked over to me and kissed me on the lips. I felt her hand go to my cock. "I believe I won this," she said.

I didn't remember me, or my cock for that matter, being the prize they were fighting over. But here was this pretty girl, and she wanted me to fuck her. I glanced at Nicole again. She was out cold. Alicia was gently trying to push me onto my back. I took a deep breath and let her.

Alicia took my cock in her hand. "I can't wait to feel this thing inside me," she said, and climbed on top of me, moving until her crotch was just above it. She lowered herself down onto my cock, just a few inches. "My god, this thing is big," she gasped.

I looked at her curiously. I only had an average cock, maybe a little bit above average. Was she full of shit or was she just used to tiny-dicked men? I watched her working her hips, slowly taking more of me into her. She certainly had a tight pussy, probably the tightest I'd ever felt. You would think somebody that was supposed to be a slut like her would have had some well-endowed men stretch it out at some point. She was rubbing her clit as she slowly slid further onto me. After five or six inches I could feel the tip of my cock against her cervix. Alicia gasped and started to slowly ride me. 

I wasn't able to just lie there, though. The stimulation from being stuffed into Alicia's tiny pussy was too much. I started bucking my hips upward into her. Alicia grunted as I pushed myself further into her. "Oh my God," Alicia gasped, "You're splitting me in two... ohh... ohh... OHH!" She cried, and I had no doubt this was a real orgasm.

Her orgasm set me off, my tingling cock passing the point of no return. I bucked my hips up into Alicia as hard as I could, almost knocking her right off of me. I grunted as my cock spasmed, although I doubted I was coming very much. The spasms stopped, and my first instinct was to look over at Nicole. She still looked like she was out cold. I was completely spent, and ready to make a quick exit.




Jury Duty Ch. 04



Alicia lowered herself down on me and kissed me. "Mmm, that was amazing," she mumbled. She climbed off of me. 

I scrambled to my feet, picked up my clothes, and rushed to the bathroom. I pulled off the condom and cleaned myself up. I dressed and packed the bag. It was nearly 11pm. I'll be home by 11:30, I thought to myself. The dog will make a fuss, I'll get into bed, and that'll be it.

I should've run right out the door, but I didn't. I peeked into the living room. Nicole was still passed out on the floor. Alicia was hovering over her. I really wanted to leave these two crazy women behind, but something kept me from just walking out on a woman I just had sex with and not saying... something. 

Alicia sensed me looking at her. "It's okay," she said. "Go. I'll take care of her."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yeah," Alicia said. "We've had our fights over the years. Nothing like this, of course, but I think we'll be okay."

"Okay," I said, and struggled to come up with something to say to Alicia about what just happened between us. "Umm..." I stammered.

"Thank you," Alicia said, and I knew it was heartfelt. "Goodnight,"

"Thank you," I repeated. "Goodnight." And I walked out the door.

The end?

*****

I hope the somewhat violent subject matter didn't offend anyone. I'm not sure there's anything left of this story to tell, but as always, I appreciate feedback.