0 comments/ 142517 views/ 1 favorites Making Friends By: diedre_dandy I recently moved due to a job transfer. Having being uprooted, my husband, Lloyd and I set to work trying to make our new town home. We familiarized ourselves with its quaint streets, trees, stores, and community as a whole. We made plenty of acquaintances, but had yet to make ourselves some friends. However, we recently met a couple with whom we have become VERY close! I first met Angel at my workplace. Being a new employee she took me under her wing and we hit it right off. I felt an instant attraction to her. With her smooth, dark, brown skin and big, brown eyes, her beauty took my breath away. Her attire for work was always a very thin shirt and no bra. Her nipples poked teasingly out from underneath her little tank tops. I found myself staring at her hard nipples and would imagine taking them into my hands and flicking my tongue over them. At first these images were unsettling. I'd never felt this way about a woman before. The closer our friendship got the more I fantasized about her. I wanted to bury my tongue deep in her pussy. God! I wanted to know what it tasted like! Thinking of having her pussy juices all over my mouth and face sent shivers down my spine. I wanted to sit on her face while she stuck her finger in my ass. These images filled my head like a flash flood continuously. Not knowing how to deal with these feeling I confessed them to my husband, Lloyd, who at first just stared at me. It took a full minute before he responded. "Really?!" was all he could muster. "Go ahead! Tell me what a disgusting perverted wife you have!" I sighed as I closed my eyes. I had prepared myself for his reaction. I knew he'd be repulsed. He'd probably yell, scream, pack his things, and haul his ass out of there. I grimaced and waited for this response. "Okay! I have a disgusting, perverted wife!!" he exclaimed. I opened one eye and saw that not only was he still sitting there, but that he wasn't screaming. Wait! Was that a smile on his face? With one eyebrow raised, I cocked my head and asked, "Do....do you like that sort of thing?" "Umm. Let me think on that! Hell, yeah!" he shouted with a permagrin. "Wow! My wife, Amber, is bi-sexual. BI-SEXUAL! It's got a ring to it doesn't it?" "Sure. I guess," I shrugged. I'd never seen my husband so happy. I don't think he was this excited even on our wedding day. "Do you think she feels the same way about you?" he asked. I had often wondered this myself. How do you go up to a person and ask? "Hello, Angel, I thought I'd let you know that I constantly fantasize about eating your pussy till we're both filled with exhaustion. How about it?' No, I could never muster up the courage to ask her. I'd thought a couple of times I caught her staring at my ass or my tits. But, had I only imagined it? "I don't know," I replied. "Maybe, she might have stared at me a few times. But, don't women do that in order to size each other up, anyways?" "Let's find out! I've heard you talk about this Angel, but I've yet to meet her! How about inviting her and her husband over for dinner this weekend?" suggested Lloyd while still smiling. "Oh, Okay." I was still in shock over his reaction. That was easy. After all the guilt and shame I'd put myself through, my husband seemed almost proud of me. The next day at work I asked Angel over for dinner. She seemed all too happy to come over. "Oh, definitely! That sounds great! You'll love my husband Bradley!" she smiled. "I'm sure I will! I think you'll get along great with my husband, too," I remarked. That night I made sure dinner was perfect and the house immaculate. I slipped on a sexy, elegant black dress. Its spaghetti straps showed off my toned arms and well shaped tits. Its long slinky skirt highlighted my long tanned legs. I made sure to wear a black lacy garter since the skirt had a long, slit up the middle. I wore my long, auburn hair in loose curls around my shoulders which brought out my blue eyes. "You look beautiful!" exclaimed Lloyd. "Thanks! So do you!" I told him as I walked over and kissed him hungrily on the mouth. "I want to fuck Angel all night while you and Bradley watch! Would you like that? Do you want to watch me eat pussy?" I whispered in Lloyd's ear. However, his hard dick answered my question. I reached down, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his throbbing cock. "Do you want to fuck Angel? You could have two women tonight." "I'd love to have to two women suck and fuck my cock while they eat each other out!" I smiled devilishly and replied, "You may just get your wish tonight!" At that moment, the doorbell rang. "Here it goes!" I said and walked to the door while Lloyd hastily zipped his pants. It took every ounce of control I could gather in order to not attack Angel. She had on a tight, black mini-skirt that barely covered her pussy and a see through shirt that revealed her nice, big breasts. "Hi! Please come in!" I said through clenched teeth. My pussy got wet when I saw my husband practically drool over Angel. He stared at her short skirt and looked at those nice, big tits. I wanted to watch him take her from behind right then and there. 'All in good time,' I thought. 'All in good time.' We sat down for dinner and the four of us acted like long-time friends. I couldn't take my eyes off Angel. I kept imagining her spreading her long, brown legs and to show me her pussy. God, I'd love to see her stick those long fingers in her pussy and let me suck her pussy juice off her fingers. And..... "Honey? What do you think?" asked Lloyd. "Hmm. What was that?" "I asked you if you'd like some wine." "Oh, I'd love some!" I said snapping back to reality. We were playing rummy and all getting a little tipsy when Angel suddenly suggested we play truth or dare. "Amber! Truth or dare?" asked Angel. "Truth," I replied. "Have you ever been attracted to a woman?" "Yes," I answered. "Oh, really," said Angel while smiling at me. "How interesting. Okay! My turn." "Truth or dare." "Truth," she said after sipping her wine. "Have you ever kissed a woman?" I asked with anticipation. "Yes." "Really?" asked Lloyd. "Yes, I love women. They're so sensual and beautiful!" "Okay!" said Bradley. "My turn," he said as he turned to his wife. "Truth or dare." "Dare," said Angel audaciously. "I dare you to kiss Amber." My heart was pounding. This was the moment I'd been waiting for. I could see her breast practically spill out of her thin shirt as she crawled towards me and pressed her soft, wet mouth to mine. I greedily kissed her back and ran my hand under her shirt. My hands found those firm, big breasts. She moaned when I played with her hard, stiff nipples. She ran her hands up my skirt and rubbed the outside of my panties. She was driving me crazy teasing me! I wanted those soft, supple fingers inside my pussy! But, she made me work for it. I unbuttoned her shirt and my mouth found her nipples. I sucked hungrily on her tits and flicked my tongue over them while she moaned loudly. "Please touch my pussy!" I yelled. "I want you to stick your fingers in my pussy now!" "You do?" she asked. "You want me to finger your pussy?" she asked teasingly. "Yes! Please!" I begged. Finally she slipped her hands down my black, lacy thong and gently played with my clit. She kissed my mouth long and hard as she slipped one, then two fingers in my pussy. "Oh, yes! That's it! Finger my pussy! Don't stop, please!" "You like that don't you?" she asked while her fingers pumped in and out of my wet cunt. "Yes!" "That's it honey. Make her come!" I heard Bradley say to his wife as he started playing with her nipples. "Why don't you let her suck your dick, honey?" Angel replied. I saw Bradley walk over to me and pull out his big, hard cock. I greedily took it in my mouth. In and out of my mouth his cock went while Angel's finger's worked like magic in my pussy. It wasn't long before Bradley filled my mouth with his hot, salty cum and the first orgasm rocketed throughout my whole body. I wanted more! While on all fours, I spread Angel's legs and was pleased to see that she wore no underwear. I stuck my tongue deep in her hot pussy. God! It tasted so good and wet. My tongue went in and out and up and down on her pussy. I sucked those sweet, wet pussy lips while my fingers slid in and out of her tight mound. I almost exploded when I saw my husband's dick go in her mouth. I watched her give Lloyd head while I hungrily ate her pussy. I saw Bradley come up behind me and I stuck my ass in the air making it easy access for him. I gasped when he thrust his cock inside me. "That's it Bradley! Fuck my wife! Fuck her hard! She likes it hard," bellowed Lloyd. Bradley obeyed and began ramming his cock deeper and harder in my welcoming pussy. Angel let out a yelp as she came. I lapped up her juices as they spilled out her pussy. I looked up and smiled at my husband who came all over Angel's face. "You like Bradley fucking you, don't you?" he asked me. "Yes!" "You like to be fucked!" "Yes, yes, yes!" Lloyd kissed me hard on the mouth eagerly to lick off the juices from Angel's pussy. "Mmm," Lloyd said. "Do you want to watch me fuck Angel?" "Please, fuck her! Her pussy's perfect!" Angel opened her legs and called out, "Come her big boy!" I watched my husband begin to fuck Angel while Bradley continued to do me from behind. It wasn't long before Bradley started quickening his pace and breathing harder. "God, I'm gonna cum!" he practically yelled. Without another thought, I looked up at my husband and wrapped my lower legs tightly around Bradley, preventing him from pulling out. Seconds later, he grunted and came deep in my pussy, triggering my second orgasm. "Fuck me in the ass!" I yelled at Bradley, as he started to pull out of me; still hard. I sighed with pleasure as Bradley eased his cock in my tight asshole. I nearly came again several minutes later, when I felt Bradley fill my ass with cum. "Fill me up with your cum!" I heard Angel say to Lloyd as he came. I walked over and sat on Angel's face. Her tongue flicked my clit while she drove her fingers deep in my cum-filled pussy, her tongue alternating between it and my ass. Bradley then began fucking his wife while I took Lloyd's dick in my mouth. I greedily drank up Lloyd's cum as he jizzed in my mouth. "It's my turn now," Lloyd said to me as he grabbed me, pinned me to the floor and began fucking me senseless. "You're a dirty whore. I watched you eat her pussy and get fucked by another man. You loved it, didn't you?" "Yes! Her pussy was so fucking wet. My pussy and ass are full of cum...I won't you to cum in pussy. Fill it up!" I yelled. Lloyd let out a grunt and came all in my pussy. This lasted all night. By the time the night was over, Angel's and my pussies, asses, and mouths were full of cum. Since then, we make it a point to have our 'dinner dates' every Saturday night. Making Friends Amber dabbed the corner of her mouth with a tissue as she finished applying the blood red lipstick she was testing. "That's a great color for you," the girl behind the counter said, "very sexy." Amber smiled and thanked the girl. She was pretty sexy herself. She stood as tall as Amber herself, who was a solid 5'10" and had curves that were barely disguised by the smock she wore to keep makeup off her clothes. Her black hair fell straight past her shoulders and framed a stunning caramel complected face with stunning green eyes. "I'm Leah," the salesgirl said, offering her hand. Amber took her hand and exchanged the customary greetings while thinking to herself about the way those soft hands would feel on her body. Her pussy started tingling and she could feel herself begin to get wet at the though. Damn. She really needed to get laid. Amber quickly pulled herself out of her reverie as she realized Leah was speaking. "Look, I don't know if you're busy, but I'm having a party tonight. Maybe you could stop by if you're free? You can bring a friend if you want." "Sure," Amber replied, "I don't really know anyone around here yet. I just moved here. Bad breakup with my long term boyfriend and I needed a change of scenery. " "I know the feeling," Leah replied, "but I have a feeling we're going to become great friends." She winked at Amber and Amber felt herself blushing. Could Leah know what she'd been thinking about her just a few moments ago? She quickly got Leah's information and said goodbye, hurrying out of the store with her purchases to get ready for the party. When she got home she slipped into a bubble bath, scrubbing her body with lightly scented scrub to make her skin soft. As she massaged the soap around her DD breasts she imagined someone else's hands on her body, rubbing, squeezing, tweaking her nipples and moving down... She toweled off and got dressed for the party, then checked her reflection in the mirror before she left. Her fiery Auburn hair hung in its natural waves down to her waist and her ivory skin was still glowing from the warmth of the bath. She had squeezed into a classic little black dress since she was unsure of the dress for the party and it hugged her full hips and rounded ass like a glove. Her perky tits were straining at the low neckline and since she'd forsaken a bra her nipples were peeping out. She applied a little mascara to accentuate her big brown eyes, checked her lipstick, and was out the door. She opted for a taxi in case she had too many drinks and was soon pulling up in front of a large building downtown. She rang the bell and was immediately buzzed in. Leah met her at the door and pulled her into the noisy room filled with people talking, laughing, and dancing to the music that thumped over the speakers. Leah looked amazing. She was wearing a leather bustier that showed off her perfectly round tits and bared a few inches of her hard tanned stomach above a tight black miniskirt. Amber knew she couldn't possibly have any underwear under that smooth skirt and licked her lips at the thought. Leah had legs for miles and the 5" fuck-me heels she had on only accentuated that fact. Leah leaned in to talk into Amber's ear, her tits brushing Amber's arm, making her nipples tighten in response. "Come meet my boyfriend!" she shouted over the noise. Amber felt a stab of disappointment. Leah wasn't available. Well, maybe she had a guy in mind for her. Lord knew it had been a while since she'd had any action. Moving to a city where she didn't know anyone had created quite a dry spell which was hard on a girl like Amber. She found herself masturbating several times a day to curb her sexual frustration. Leah pulled her into a hallway and led her into a bedroom, closing the door behind her. "Sorry," Leah said, "it's so noisy out there I can't hear myself think. I wanted to be able to make a proper introduction. This is my boyfriend Drew." Drew stood up from where he'd been seated on the bed. He was tall-towering over the both of them. He wore a tight t-shirt that accentuated his obviously cut torso and expensive jeans. He had a shaggy mop of dark hair and a beautifully white smile as he greeted her. "This is the girl I told you about," Leah said to him, coming to put her arm around Amber's waist. "You were right," Drew responded, "she's amazingly sexy." Amber felt herself blushing and laughed off the compliment as she followed them back out to the party. She was worried that she'd be a wallflower in the crowd, but Leah stuck to her side all night, putting drink after drink in her hand. She was soon feeling a nice buzz. So did the rest of the party apparently, as people soon began getting wild and losing their clothes. Before long, there were people coupling up everywhere she looked while the crowd cheered them on. Just to her right was a tiny blonde riding a huge black cock while another one sprayed her face. Her pussy was dripping wet from watching all the action around her. Wasn't there somebody who would help her out tonight? She was tired of getting off by herself. She wandered away a little bit and came upon another group-two girls and a guy this time. There was a full figured brunette on her hands and knees getting fucked doggy style while she ate another brunette's shaved pussy. Amber was so horny she started to squirm to try to alleviate the pressure in her pussy. She jumped when she felt a hand on her lower back and turned around to see Leah had returned. Leah was smiling. "Like what you see?" she asked, lightly rubbing her hand over Amber's ass. Amber's heart jumped; was Leah coming on to her? She hoped so. Amber smiled and brushed Leah's hair back from her ear as she leaned in. "This is a great party!" she purred into Leah's ear. Leah smiled, "the party hasn't started yet. Come with me honey." Amber held Leah's hand and let her lead her back into the bedroom where she had met Drew earlier. He was waiting in the arm chair by the bed when they entered. He had a big smile on his face and asked if she would mind if he joined them. She assured him she wouldn't mind and climbed onto the big bed with Leah. She peeled Leah out of her clothes starting at the top. Her tits were even bigger than she'd imagined with big brown nipples that begged to be sucked. Leah moaned as Amber sucked and fondled her. When Amber pulled Leah's skirt off she saw she'd been right about her not having any underwear on underneath. She dove right in to taste that beautiful pussy, licking the length of her cunt up and down, then swirling her tongue around her hard little clit. Juices flowed from Leah's pussy as she got close to coming. Amber sucked and fucked her with her tongue, then began working her fingers in and out of Leah's cunt. Leah moaned in ecstasy and put a hand onto Amber's head to stop her for a moment. "Wait Amber," she panted, "I'm a squirter. If you keep doing that I won't be able to help but cum." Amber smiled. How lucky did she get with this amazing woman? She resumed eating Leah's pussy feverishly and worked a wet finger into her tight asshole. That did it. Leah started screaming and bucking as she came. He cum squirted all over Amber's face and into her mouth as she continued licking and fingering her. "Cum for me baby. I want your juice all over my face. Squirt your jizz into my mouth. I want every drop from that dripping cunt." Amber continued fucking her with her fingers until Leah stopped shuddering on the bed. Leah smiled and said, "I haven't had my pussy eaten like that in a long time...maybe ever...no offense honey." Drew shook his head and smiled back, "none taken. I'm about to bust a nut just from watching. You are such a filthy slut. I love it. " Drew climbed onto the bed with them and helped Leah undress Amber. They each took a tit and suckled like babies. Amber was so horny already her pussy was making a pool of wetness on the bed beneath her. They were relentless though, and didn't seem in any hurry to ease her need. She turned to Drew and took his rock hard cock in her hand, pumping up and down the large shaft. "Please fuck me," she begged. Leah grabbed her hair and yanked. "Did I give you permission to touch his cock you little whore?" she asked. Amber almost came both from the stab of pain and name Leah called her. She loved to be dirty. It was one of the things her ex didn't like about her. Sex had been dull with him. But Leah seemed to get her. Amber whimpered with desire and played along, "I'm sorry. Please can I have some of that cock? I need to cum so bad!" Leah smiled and tweaked Amber's nipple hard. "You are a dirty girl, aren't you?" Amber nodded eagerly, moaning as Leah roughly manipulated her nipples. They were standing erect and turning red from the abuse. "I'm a filthy whore," she cried out, "use me however you want. I'll be a good girl for you." Leah pushed her over onto her hands and knees and got behind her. She smacked her ass until it stung, then bent down to tongue her pussy. Amber ground against Leah's face as she lapped at her cunt like a hungry cat, but just when she was about to cum, Leah pulled away and slapped her ass again. "Please," Amber begged, "please fuck me. Please let me cum." Finally, she felt Drew's fat cock pressing against her pussy lips. She tried to shove herself back onto it but Leah held her in place while she kissed her deeply. She tasted her own pussy and moaned. Drew eased his dick into her slowly, then started fucking her in earnest. He grunted as he pounded her cunt. She was so wet his huge cock slid into her tight pussy with ease and he shoved the whole length of it into her again and again. "You're a good little slut. Do you like that big cock? I'm gonna fuck you til you can't walk tomorrow. Did you like drinking Leah's cum you little whore? I'm gonna cum all over you tonight," Drew accentuated each of his words with a hard thrust, each one feeling like it was stabbing clear up into her belly. Amber screamed into Leah's mouth as she started to cum. Drew grabbed her hair and yanked her head back so he could see her face while she came all over his cock, then he eased out of her still throbbing pussy. He rubbed his soaking dick on the rim of her asshole and she arched her back to give him easier access to her virgin ass. She'd never had a lover willing to try ass play before and she was eager to feel Drew ass fucking her. Leah moved to slide under Amber, coming to rest in a 69 position with her head under Amber's pussy. She leaned up and started to eat her battered pussy while Drew fucked her ass. She fondled Drew's balls while she ate Amber out and they both were moaning and grunting like animals. Amber eased onto her elbows to eat Leah's pussy too. Leah thrust her pelvis up to Amber's hungry mouth. They both sucked each other wildly while Drew pounded Amber's ass. Amber came first and when Drew felt her asshole tightening around his cock with her orgasm he started cumming too, filling her asshole with his spunk that dribbled down onto Leah's face. When Leah felt the juices from both Amber and Drew on her face she started bucking against Amber's tongue. Amber sucked her clit and Leah started cumming, squirting pussy juices all over Amber's face again. They all collapsed in a sweaty mess and passed out in a tangled pile on the bed without a second thought for the rest of the party outside their door. Making Friends Sometimes when I talk my voice picks up odd accents. I don't do it on purpose, or even know it's happening, but I do know it happens. People are always asking me where I'm from, or if I've traveled, because my speech will have this inflection or that. I've never actually been anywhere, but I sound like I'm from New York, or California, Boston or Austin, even Ireland or, once, Australia. The really funny thing about that one was that it was an Aussie that picked it out. He thought that he'd run into a fellow countryman up here in the states. Probably I had heard him talking and subconsciously picked up the inflections and subtleties from him. The first I knew of it was when he sidled up to me at the bar and asked me what part of Australia I was from. I laughed and said I wasn't, why did he ask. That's when I heard it. There in that moment, I really did sound Australian. He looked skeptical until I explained. "I'm actually from Atlanta, but I've been in theatre. I pick up accents. Accidentally." We ended up chatting. I bought him a drink, he bought me one. A gorgeous girl came over and tried to buy him a drink and he politely refused, which threw me for a moment, but only for a moment. Okay, maybe he wasn't here to pick up girls. Then it dawned on me that he was trying to pick up... me. Oh... A smile twitched at the corners of my mouth and I leaned a little closer. "You want to be careful in this town. Folks are nice, but not very understanding." He looked confused. "How d'you mean?" He really did have a sexy accent. I could see why the woman had tried to hook up with him. I reached over under the bar and laid a hand on his knee. He stilled. "Folks are nice, but not very understanding about..." I squeezed his knee and he made a little noise, covering it up by taking a drink. "How d'you know... What makes you think that I'm..." He glanced around. The woman who had tried to buy him a drink waved coquettishly at him and he smiled and lifted his drink, then turned back to the bar. "That's why," I said. "Seriously? Have you seen her? And she wanted you, man." He glanced back at her again. "You think?" "Stop looking at her unless you plan on giving her what she wants," I muttered. "You'll give her ideas." He looked over at me. "So you think you know what I want, then?" I downed the rest of my drink and leaned over close, speaking softly in his ear. "Yeah. You wanna get outta here?" I set my glass down, tossed some money on the bar and waved to the bartender. "Later, Jerry." The bartender waved without looking up. I clapped my new friend on the shoulder and grinned. "Later, mate. Welcome to America." He looked at me, stunned, and I gave him a wink and walked out. I waited around outside for a while, leaned up against my car and smoking a cigarette. I had almost given up when he came out the door. By the look of his walk, he'd had a couple of shots of liquid courage before he finally got up the nerve to take me up on my offer. I saw the cop watching the bar take interest and stubbed out my cigarette on the tire. "Here, you can't drive like that," I said, going up and taking his arm. "Let me drive you home. Cops'll pull you over in a second if they see you on the road." I nodded in the direction of the patrol car and he stiffened up. I waved to the cop, indicating that I was going to drive the Aussie, and he went back to his newspaper. As I helped him into the passenger seat I said, "So, you never did tell me your name." "Charlie," he said, watching my eyes as I took perhaps too long fastening his seat belt. "Well Charlie," I grinned, copying his accent when I said his name, "I'm Sam Payton. Now that you've got me what're you gonna do with me?" He licked his lips and I almost leaned in to kiss him right then. "Take me home, Sam," he said huskily. That drive home was perhaps one of the most interesting drives I've ever made. As soon as we were out of sight of the bar, he started to get handsy. Do you know how hard it is to concentrate on driving when you've had a couple of beers and a sexy Australian guy has his hand down your pants? I nearly hit a deer, slamming on the brakes and leaving a layer of rubber on the road behind me. I swore inventively and he took the opportunity while I was stopped, to lean across and lick my ear, laughing when that induced more swearing. "Where is this place of yours, Sam?" he asked in my ear, burying his hand in my hair. "I hope it's not much further." It wasn't, but much to far all the same. When I pulled into the drive and parked, I barely had it out of gear before I was all but pulling him over on top of me. I managed to ask him the question I ought to have asked him before we ever started anything, and he confirmed that he was safe. It gave us both a chance to sit back and catch our breath long enough to realize that we weren't teenagers, and didn't really want to try to have sex in the front seat of a car with a manual transmission. With a hungry look that took him in from top to bottom and left him no question as to my intentions, I turned and got out of the car. He stayed watching me as I walked up to the house and opened the door. I stopped there and turned around, teasing open the buttons on my shirt for his benefit. "Coming?" I asked, and stepped inside. I heard him growl as he got out of the car to follow me. I managed to kick off my shoes and socks and get my shirt off before he opened the door and stepped in. He took a moment to glance around, taking in the small kitchen, cozy livingroom, hallway leading off towards the bedrooms, and then his eyes fastened on me. The next thing I knew I was up against the wall with a hundred and ninety pounds of horny Australian pressing against me. He pinned my hands over my head and kissed me hard and fast. I could feel his erection pressing against mine through our pants and I knew he was as close as I was. I was going to be doing laundry in the morning. I moaned into his mouth as I came and he arched up against me with a grunt and I knew he had come, too. "Fuck," he moaned as he leaned against me. "If you want," I said into his neck, "But the lube and condoms are in the bedroom." I led the way down the hallway, and he followed, stripping off clothes as he went. I stepped into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of cloths, tossing one to him to clean up with as I stripped off the rest of my clothes. When I turned around I had to stop and take in the sight of him. He was gorgeous. Not perfect, but he had a tan, muscled body that made him look younger than the late-thirtyish I had originally thought. "Damn, you look good," I said appreciatively. I flopped down on the bed and patted beside me invitingly. He wasted no time in joining me and soon we were tangled up in each others' arms again. I had thought to be on top, but when I found myself on my back I didn't object. I threw my head back and moaned as he slid his mouth down over my cock. I want to know where he learned to suck because damn, he was good! He stopped before I came again and reached for the lube. He took his time about preparing me. One finger at a time, so slowly that I thought I would go mad. "Condom," he growled and I tossed him one. He rolled it on and gripped my hip with one hand and my cock with the other. When he pushed into me I came again. It's a good thing I live alone because he proceeded to pound me into the headboard with no regard for how much noise we were making. He finally came hard with a strangled cry and collapsed on top of me. I managed to push him off far enough to clean both him and me up, and then I collapsed in bed next to him. Sometime during the night one of us must have gotten cold, because there was a blanket pulled over us when I woke up. He was still fast asleep and snoring softly, so I slipped out of bed and pulled on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. I laid a pair of sleep pants and another T-shirt over the end of the bed for when he woke up and snuck out. By the time he shuffled out of the bedroom looking like death warmed over I had already bundled our clothes into the washer and cooked a pan of bacon and fried bread and made a pot of coffee. The washer beeping to indicate it was finished made him wince. I poured him a cup of coffee and pushed the plate of food towards him. "Help yourself, Charlie. Sugar's on the side board. Milk in the fridge if you want it." He merely shook his head and sucked down half a cup. "Did we fuck last night?" he asked. "Yes we did," I answered as I pulled wet clothes out of the washer. "Well, you did me, anyway. Thanks for that, by the way. You were amazing." "How drunk was I?" "Not so drunk that you couldn't hold me down." "Oh, god..." "Don't think I didn't want it." "I think I'm still drunk." "Hungover, certainly." I slammed the dryer door and he winced again. "Eat some toast. It'll help." He looked hard at me, frowning in concentration. "S-Sam?" he asked tentatively. "Yup. Charlie's what you told me." "Yeah... Yeah, I'm Charlie. Brooks." "So, Charlie Brooks," I leaned on the counter. "Not something you do often, is it?" "No, not so much." "Something you regret doing?" "N-not so much..." "Something you'd do again?" I reached over and tucked a curl of hair behind his ear. "I... I'd have to think about it." I cupped my hand around the back of his head and leaned in, slowly so that he could pull away if he wanted. I took one gentle, coffee-flavored kiss from him and then backed away. "I'm gonna go watch TV. Join me if you want. I'll drive you back to town as soon as your clothes are dry." I took my coffee and a handful of bacon and toast into the living room and flopped down on my old threadbare couch to watch Saturday morning cartoons while I waited for him to make up his mind. I was halfway through an episode of The Flintstones when he joined me on the couch, avoiding eye contact, but at least he was there. "Have you been with a man before?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the TV. "Because you certainly knew what you were doing." "Yeah," he said, without hesitation, "It's not that... I've never..." "Picked up a guy in a bar before?" "Yeah." "Do you regret it?" I asked again. Charlie hesitated and I looked over at him. He grinned and leaned in close. "Not at all..." I tossed the remote on the coffee table and turned to meet him. This was going to be a good day. Making Friends With An Old Nemesis Let me start out by saying this: I hated my ex-girlfriend's sister. She was the "golden child" of the two and could get away with murder. As such I had said some things about her that made it to her ears, so for a long time we had been enemies. That is, until Kelly and I had broken up. Then Jenna, her younger sister, had finally tried to make amends. Which really didn't go over well with me. So I suppose descriptions are in order. Kelly, my ex, is fairly short, and weighing in at about 140 pounds, she has quite the curvy physique. She has a round face with small puffy lips and rosy cheeks. He hair is shoulder length, dark brown with blonde streaks. She always wore here black plastic "emo glasses," which I though always looked great on her. Her curviness was amplified by her big D-cup breasts that had, for five years, been a great obsession of mine. Her sister Jenna, on the other hand, was around the same height, but two years younger. She was a bit on the overweight side, around 170 pounds, making her quite curvy to behold. She dyed her hair a bright red, her curls coming down to the bottom of her shoulder blades. She always wore a bit too much bright-coloured makeup around her eyes (usually green to contrast her hair) and she had freckled rosy cheeks. She had a big round ass and thick, tree-trunk like legs from her hobby of swimming constantly. But her big beautiful rear wasn't what grabbed everyone's attention. It was her huge, E-cup breasts. They were absolutely massive, and, frankly, hard not to stare at. I had fantasized about that stupid girl a lot, mainly about those gargantuan tits. But after Kelly and I broke up, it had worn off. I hadn't thought about her sister in a long time. As an artist, I had drawn pictures of Jenna as I imagined her, trying to think of what her nipples would look like. I never thought I'd actually get to see them. That's what this story is all about, however. The leaves were just starting to turn on the fall day I found myself at Kelly's parents house. I had gone over to watch movies and play games with her and her sister, thinking it would just be the same old sort of event. I had only been there for five minutes or so when Kelly headed downstairs to set up a movie on their huge flatscreen TV. I made my way towards the kitchen to get a drink when I heard a voice mumble form behind me in the living room. "You know, I wish I could make you hate me a little less," Jenna, said after Kelly went downstairs to set up the movie we were all going to watch together. Jenna was hugging a huge fluffy purple blanket close to her, regrettably stifling any hopes I had of staring at her massive tits in the black tank-top I knew she was wearing. "I don't hate you. We just don't really get along because of your parents favouring you," I said, shrugging and opening the fridge. "Yeah but that's not exactly my fault, now is it?" she asked, sounding peeved. I sighed and pulled out a beer, closing the fridge door, "I know that. I guess it just really bugs me," I stated. As I popped the lid off of the bottle and took a swig of beer, Jenna lowered her arms and held the blanket at her stomach. She looked away in thought, letting me glance fleetingly at her impressive cleavage, the cleft between her huge breasts perfectly visible. She looked back at me and I looked away, and I heard her mumble, "I wish I could get you to like me more..." I shrugged again and said, "so do I. But I can't think of anyway to improve our relationship. Jenna rubbed the back of her neck, staring at the floor in thought, "hmmm..." she muttered. And with that, I headed downstairs. When I got downstairs I had to go to the bathroom, so did so, and when I came out Jenna was sitting in the middle of the large couch next to Kelly. I sat down on Jenna's right and asked, "why's she in the middle?" My ex rolled her eyes, "she's really cold, so let's all curl up in the blanket so we all warm up." I shrugged and pulled the blanket over my lap, pulling up my knees to my chest. I cocked an eyebrow at Jenna as she did the same. Kelly hit play on the movie, the new Grinch movie, and I sighed with distaste, thankfully masked by the opening score of the film. I really hated the movie, but the two sisters loved it, so I kept my mouth shut. About five minutes into the film I felt a hand slide onto my thigh, and, realizing it couldn't be Kelly I looked over at Jenna. She was still watching the movie intently, so I decided to see what she was doing. Her hand slowly slid onto the crotch of my pyjama pants, and she began rubbing slowly up and down, my cock growing harder by the second. I was worried the movement would be obvious with blanket movement, but having the blanket over our curled knees masked what Jenna was doing in secret. As my hard on finally reached it's peak, Jenna slid her hand down the front of my pants and boxers and gripped my bare cock lightly in her soft hand. I bit my lip in pleasure and slowly moved my hand into Jenna's lap. I saw her mouth open a bit in surprise, thankfully not noticed by Kelly as she laughed along with the movie. I laughed at something in the movie as I played with the elastic waistband of Jenna's pyjama pants. She continued to masturbate my raging cock wordlessly under the blanket as I slid my hand down her abdomen and into her panties. She bit her lip to keep from making a noise as my middle finger slid down her juicy, soaking wet slit. I couldn't believe how wet she was. It felt like she had wanted to be intimate with me for a long time. My ex-girlfriend's sister nervously picked up the pace, jerking me off faster under the blanket as I slid my finger slowly into her dripping wet, tight little cunt. I felt my cock begin to get a little slick as she worked it up and down, pre-cum dripping from the tip and down my shaft. I brought up my thumb and began rubbing up and down Jenna's hard little clit as my middle finger continued sliding in and out of her tight little pussy. I saw her visibly bite her lip harder and her hand clenched my cock tight as she got close to having an immense orgasm. I just prayed she could keep quiet. All at once I felt Jenna's tight little cunt clamp down on my finger and she shuddered but once as she wordlessly orgasmed. I couldn't believe she managed to keep quiet as she violently orgasmed, her soaking hole dilating and releasing madly around my dripping wet finger. As Jenna's orgasm subsided her free hand pushed my hand off her ravaged pussy, and, gripping my wrist, she made me wipe my hand on her panties, covering them in her own slick juices. She looked at me, wide eyed, with pure lust, and I pouted dramatically as she let go of my throbbing cock, pulling her hand out of my pants. I read her lips as she silently mouthed "meet me in the bathroom," and then she brought her hand up and licked her fingers of the pre-cum spread on them. I licked my lips and nodded once. "I gotta go up to my room for a few minutes, can you pause the movie?" Jenna asked, turning to Kelly. "Sure," my ex said, doing so. I thought for a second as Jenna got up and started to head towards the stairs. "I gotta go to the bathroom," I grumbled, getting up and following her sister. "M'kay," Kelly said, not suspecting a thing. When I got upstairs I headed straight to the main floor bathroom, opening the half-closed door to find Jenna standing their waiting, "thanks for that... I thought I was going to scream," she said with a smile. I just smiled back, and with that she closed and locked the door behind me and dropped to her knees in front of me. Jenna brought her hands up and undid the button on the crotch of my pyjama pants, and I couldn't say a single thing as she did so, staring straight down the top of her tank-top at her huge breasts, heaving as she breathed heavily. She raised her eyebrows in wonder as she pulled my rock-hard dick out the front of my pyjamas. She wordlessly stared at it, then closed her eyes and leaned forward, opening her mouth and sliding her soft wet lips onto my hardness. Now Kelly could never really suck on my dick because she has a tiny mouth and a gag reflex, but Jenna had a huge mouth and apparently no gag reflex, as she continued pressing onto my cock, her lips sliding down my shaft until the tip of my cock rubbed the back of my throat. I groaned quietly in pleasure, and I heard her chuckle quietly. And then my ex's sister started sucking my cock better than I could ever dream of. She slid her lips upwards all the way to the tip while her tongue swirled around my shaft deftly, then she would put her tongue underneath it and push her head back down, impaling herself on my raging hard-on. She began to pick up her pace as my legs shook slightly, her head bobbing furiously up and down while her tongue worked me over. I grabbed onto the door frame to keep my balance while she gave me her heavenly blowjob. And then all at once, Jenna stopped, her lips at the base of my cock, its tip rubbing the back of her throat, and my blood went cold as I heard a knock on the door, "you okay you douche?" Kelly asked. "Y- yeah," I stammered, "my stomach is bothering me." She replied, "oh. Anything I can get you?" I bit my lips and answered, "no thanks. I'm okay for now." There was a good ten seconds pause, neither Jenna nor I moving at all, my cock still shoved firmly in her mouth, before my ex asked, "any idea where Jenna is?" I shuddered as her nibbled my cock gently as if to remind me to refrain from saying, 'her lips are wrapped around my dick.' I quickly composed myself and replied, "no idea." So she said she was going back downstairs, and after about thirty seconds I finally spoke. "God that was close... Man I want to cum so fucking bad..." I said, squirming. Jenna pulled her head off my raging hard on and cocked an eyebrow in thought before saying, "I know what might help with that." Nothing could prepare me for what she did. My ex-girlfriend's sister grabbed the top of her tank-top and yanked it and her bra down, and her massive tits spilled out, bouncing in front of my cock. My eyes went wide with surprise, and Jenna just looked up at me, smiling, and she grabbed her breasts, pulled them up, and then let go, letting them fall and bounce on their own. Her nipples were big and puffy, but hard with arousal, and I could think of nothing but sucking on them when Jenna asked, "that do anything for you?" I nodded furiously and began jerking off like my life depended on it. My cock, slick with Jenna's saliva, throbbed wildly as I worked it over as fast as I could, my hand a blur of motion as I jerked off to the sight of finally seeing Jenna's mammoth breasts. Jenna chuckled and then began playing with her huge tits, putting on a show. She squeezed them tight in her hands, pushed them together, jiggled them from side to side, bounced them up and down. She put on the best show I have ever seen, her tits constantly in motion, and I groaned as my orgasm grew nearer. At one point she brought up her right breast and leaned forward, rubbing her puffy nipple against the head of my cock, a thing rope of pre-cum being pulled off my cock when she pulled away. Then my ex's sister began bouncing up and down on her knees, kneeling up and sitting down, her huge tits bouncing up and down in a perfect rhythm. I knew I was about to shoot my load, so I aimed my cock up so my load would spill into my own hand. Jenna knew what I was doing so she grabbed the sides of her massive tits and pushed them tightly together, asking, "are you going to cum on them or not?" Right on cue, I aimed down, my balls shuddering suddenly, and my body shook as the first rope of my hot cum shot over my target, spraying against Jenna's lover lip and chin. She began to lick it off her lip as the second and third shots blasted in between her heaving, pressed together breasts, creating a pool of white hot cum in between them. And then I began to shake uncontrollably, and my hand shook as I continued cumming, shot after shot of my thick seed spraying uncontrollably all over my ex-girlfriend's sister's huge tits, covering them top to bottom and side to side with my seemingly unending load. Jenna chuckled as my orgasm finally subsided, and I let go of my softening cock so I could regain my balance. "Mmmm..." She murmured as she put her hands underneath her huge cum-covered tits and brought them up towards her mouth. Her tongue snaked out and she began licking, sucking, and slurping every drop of my cum off her big breasts. My eyes were taking one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. When Jenna was finished, she opened her mouth to show me the ridiculously huge load of cum she had gotten off her breasts, her mouth practically full, and then she let it slide down her throat slowly, savouring the taste. "Yummy!" she said with a grin when she had finished swallowing. She pulled up her bra and tank-top, rearranging them over her big tits, then asked, "so how do you feel about me now?" I smiled shyly and replied, "a lot better." She chuckled and stood up, "good, because you're a lot more fun than most guys. No one will even fuck me in the ass!" I cocked an eyebrow and scoffed, "and you think I will?" She turned around and pulled down her pyjama pants and panties, giving me a perfect look at her big, round ass. My ex's sister grabbed my hand and pressed it against her ass, making me squeeze it tight, asking, "what you don't like it? I mean, you'd get to play with my titties while you did it too... " She let go of my hand, pulling up her pants and pouting comically at me. I scratched my chin dramatically in thought, "well... When you put it that way..." I winked and opened the bathroom door. To be continued?