1 comments/ 60348 views/ 9 favorites Saturday Foursome with Young Steve By: squarejohn Some readers complained that Part 1 of this story was too short. So I expanded on it and came up with this Part 2. Part 3 will shortly follow. * A couple of months after the sex session with Steve and my wife, the kids were off to summer camp and Jan and I were spending a quiet evening at home. Right out of the blue, Jan asked me, "Remember when we had that young guy Steve over?" Oh, oh, I thought. "Yeah." Boy did I remember! I had been thinking about that almost every day since. "Well, Jimbo, was that enough for you, or do you want a rematch?" "What are you cooking up?" She looked annoyed. "Think about it. The kids are gone for three weeks. I thought it would be a good chance to call Stevie over and let you have another go at him. And I think he's kind of cute. I loved watching his face when he came in your mouth." "Were you watching his face when he came in your pussy?" "Yeah," she sighed dreamily. "He was so sweet." "Do you want to get him over again?" I hoped she was going to say, "Yes." "Why not?" she said. "It was fun, and you know damn well you liked it. You should have seen your face when I kissed his cum into your mouth." she said with a smug grin. I didn't know what my face looked like then, but right now I felt it turning red. I got up and went into the kitchen and poured myself a stiff drink, tossed it down, and shuddered. I stood there a moment until I felt the booze soak in, and then returned to the living room and said, "Sure, call him over. This time I'll watch your face." Jan laughed delightedly. Then her face became shrewd. "You know Jimbo, we have a pretty good video camera...." My mind filled in the rest of it. "Good idea," I said. "This time, Jim, I'll stay out of it and just film you two. Maybe he'll let you fuck him in the ass." she said hopefully. I hadn't thought of that, but the idea excited me. "Or he could fuck you in the ass," she went on, naughtily. That idea had less appeal. "Do you think he'll go along with the camera bit, Jan" "Well, we can invite him over and see if he will. If he won't, you'll still have him all to yourself. Mostly. I'd like just a little for me ." "I never thought the mother of my children would turn into a slut," I said, jokingly self righteous. "And you just love it, my cock sucking husband," she said, groping my hard cock. "Well, hell, Baby, call him." She was on the phone while I had another drink in the kitchen. She came into the kitchen and poured a drink for herself. "Well?" I said. "It seems Stevie has a girlfriend now." "Aw shit!" I said. Jan laughed. The joke was on me, but I didn't get it. "He asked if it would be all right if he brought her along." A million pornographic images flashed through my mind. Me and Steve. Me and Steve's girlfriend. Me and Steve and Steve's girlfriend. Jan and Steve's girlfriend. With all that going on in my head, I automatically moved behind Jan as she was sipping her drink, cupped her breasts and ground myself against her ass. She spun around and told me to save my ammunition for when our guests arrived. Then Jan said, "You know, Jimbo, I never told you about my roommate in college. She was a dyed in the wool lesbian and she seduced me. I wonder if Stevie's girlfriend would play with me?" "I hope so, Jan. I've always wanted to watch two women get it on." "You are a fucking pig, Jimbo" "And don't you just love it." We laughed together. It seemed like forever, but twenty minutes later, the doorbell chimed. Jan went to the door while I checked the beer supply in the fridge and looked through the cabinets for some munchies or something. I found enough chips and pretzels and if it wasn't enough, I could drive out and get more. Now I had to greet our guests. Steve and his girl were seated together on the sofa. He was in blue jeans as before with a light colored sport shirt. He didn't appear nervous as he had the first time. Our eyes met and smiled. His girlfriend was dressed in a pleated skirt and a white blouse, no jewelry. It looked like the only makeup she wore was a slash of dark red lipstick that looked good against her glossy, nearly-to-the-waist brunette hair. A pretty girl, she looked as innocent as a fluffy kitten. Nice legs, too. She seemed at ease but had an air of reserve. Steve introduced her as, "Ellen." Jan asked if they would like something; soft drinks or adult drinks. A few moments later we had our refreshments in hand and were talking get acquainted talk. Steve and Ellen were living together. Ellen was nineteen and had one year of college under her belt. It came out that Steve had just turned twenty-two. Ellen was studying history and costume design, specifically for the motion picture industry. Steve said they had no plans to marry; living together offered a big saving of expenses, such as rent, and they were compatible sex partners which was a great "convenience." Steve knew our story but Ellen seemed interested, so Jan told her about us and the kids and some of the challenges of our early days together. She even showed her pictures of the kids as babies and and as they were as of a month ago. Ellen seemed genuinely interested; she studied the pictures and made complimentary remarks--even asked a few questions. Jan and Ellen were instant buddies. Our guests were on their second drink of scotch when Jan told Steve she wanted to make a video while "you guys do your thing." Steve seemed pleased with the idea, but Ellen had something to say about it. Here first concern was with "lighting the scene." Her second concern was how she would fit in if it was only going to be two guys having sex. She wanted in on the action. Jan told her that she planned to film guy-guy scenes first and the girl-girl scenes. Later, she would film "mixed" scenes. Ellen's eyes lit up at the mention of "girl-girl scenes. She said that in her studies, she had learned the some of the basics of cinematography and directing. Ellen wanted to see our video camera and what "lights" we had. We had bought a video camera to record birthday parties, school events the kids were involved with, and other things like that. The silver tongued salesman convinced us we needed other things like tripods and lights and reflectors. We used the camera a couple of times and then forgot it and all the other stuff that came with it. As Jan dug it out of an upstairs hall closet, Ellen looked the camera over and read the little instruction book that came with it. There was nothing for Steve and I to do but get out of the women's way and go downstairs and have another drink. Steve sat on one end of the sofa and I sat on the other end. We talked about what we were going to do in front of the camera. Steve said he loved it when he came in my mouth and I told him his cum tasted good. But this time, I told him, I wanted to suck his balls and lick his asshole for a nice long time. Steve said he wanted to do the same for me. Before long we had set our drinks down and were sitting close to each other. I studied his young face as he told me he would love getting fucked by a real cock. Ellen had a strapon that she had used on him several times. I asked him how he liked it. "The first time, Jim, it hurt like hell, until we bought some lube and used that instead of spit. Then it was all right. But I got a feeling that a real cock would feel much better." We both held our hand over each others hard bulge. I was thinking that Steve was actually pretty, Put a woman's wig on him and he could pass for a girl. I leaned closer to him and then Steve pulled me to him and kissed me hard on the lips; a thrill passed through me when I felt his tongue enter my mouth. This was hotter than I would ever had believed. Steve's lips were soft and eager. I thought if we kept this up, I would cum in my pants; I broke the kiss and we stared at each other, breathing hard. Jan called from upstairs. "Come on you two. It's show-time!" Steve and I went up the stairs and into the bedroom. There were lights set up in different places, including the one that looked like a silver umbrella. Jan and Ellen had removed their clothes. Jan was stark naked and holding a clipboard; Ellen, who had a very generous endowment of pubic hair was wearing stockings and a garterbelt. I would have bet money she wore pantyhose. Both Steve and I were sporting throbbing hardons. The girls had been working hard, moving and moving again the lights Their bodies were covered with a sheen of sweat and they each had a rivulet of sweat between their breasts. There was a faint, tantalizing smell of "woman" in the air. "Ellen seems to know a lot about this stuff Jimbo," said Jan, gesturing with her clipboard hand to the lighting set up. "Well, just some basic stuff," Ellen said modestly. "The trick is having enough light for the crotch shots without making everything else look washed out. We're ready now, if you two are." Steve and I started to take our clothes off and were stopped by Ellen. "What I think would be better is if I shot you two entering the room. You pause right there," she pointed to the floor. I saw a strip of white adhesive tape from the medicine cabinet stuck to the carpet a couple of feet inside the door. "...and you, Jimmy--have your arm around Stevie's waist--say something like, 'we can relax in here, Steve.' "Then you both go to the bed and sit on the edge of it and kiss. Use a lot of tongue, both of you. Make it wet. While you guys are kissing, you both run your hands all over each other, and then start taking each others clothes off. Don't rush it. "Since you're the older man, Jimmy, it would be more natural if you started by sucking Stevie's cock. Now, this is just a suggestion, but it would look good if you didn't swallow when Stevie cums. Hold it in your mouth and have only the tip of his cock in your mouth when he's cumming. Just open your lips a little and let the white stuff run down his shaft. After that, just do what you guys feel like doing. Just take your time with everything. Forget about the camera. That's my job. I'll be moving around with the camera. Don't pay any attention to me, and do not look at the camera at any time. Any questions?" The way she spelled everything out reminded me of a particular sergeant when I was in the army. All I wanted to do was give Steve a simple blowjob or two. Now all of a sudden I'm the star of a porno movie in my own bedroom. One side of me was eager to roll around in bed with this pretty, twenty-two year old kid; the other side found the whole thing embarrassing. How else should I feel, a middle age family man, sucking a young guy's dick while his girlfriend films it and my wife watches everything, taking notes. I was almost out of the mood for this. But the prospect of seeing my wife sweating up the sheets with a nineteen-year-old lovely girl, and with Steve, kicked my sex drive back into gear. Yeah, I was ready to go. Steve and I walked a few steps down the hall and turned around. I put my arm around his waist and heard him take a deep breath. We walked to the bedroom and stopped at the tape. The lights came on and the extra wattage hit us like a blast. Jan was in the bedroom seated at her dressing table, legs crossed, clipboard at the ready. She was "out of the frame" as Ellen put it. Ellen herself was well inside the room, down on one knee, aiming the camera up at us. I looked at Steve and said, "We can be more comfortable here, Steve." Then we went to the bed and sat on the edge of the mattress. I took Steve into my arms and began kissing him deeply and he kissed back just as deeply. In my peripheral vision I could see Ellen, moving ghost-like. She had the camera aimed at our mouths, obviously. A little self-consciousness started to creep in and was promptly kicked out when I felt Steve's tongue exploring the depths of my mouth. He started undoing the buttons of my shirt and I did the same with him. We took about three times longer to get our clothes off than we would if we weren't following Ellen's directions. When we were naked, I eased Steve to the center of the bed, and covered him with my body. At that moment lust took over completely. I forgot all about Ellen and Jan and the camera. I was consumed with a need to taste and feel and smell Steve and to hear him moan as my lips caressed every inch of his slender firm body. I licked his face and neck, sniffed his armpits deeply, and licked them too. When I sucked his nipples, Steve moaned and put a hand on the back of my head. I felt our cocks grinding together while I sucked his nipples. A thin stream of my saliva lead away from one nipple and disappeared over the side of his chest. In the heat of the moment, nothing tasted better that Steve's skin and nipples. When I moved lower down on his chest I saw that his wet nipples were more red than their original brown and they were stiffly erect. When I reached his cock, I buried my nose in his pubic hair and delighted in the smell of young man's crotch, taking my time to inhale my fill of it. When I licked his balls, he rolled backward, bringing them into full view along with his pink smooth asshole. I made a pig of myself sucking his hairy balls. I had to pause a couple of times to pick a pubic hair from my tongue. When my tongue touched his pink hole, Steve breathed, "Ahh, yeah!" There was a bitter taste at first, but it quickly disappeared as I lapped hungrily at his hole. I could hear the wet sounds my tongue made as I licked him and a drool of my saliva fell from the crack of his ass and formed a wet spot on the sheet. I wet my middle finger in my mouth and watched it slide into his hole. Steve moaned in pleasure, and moaned again when I took his cock into my mouth. At first there was a mild sweat-salt taste, which I swallowed away, and the taste of his cock, which was different and even more exciting than the taste of his chest and nipples and belly. As I sucked his cock and savored it, I held my finger deep in his ass. At intervals, I swallowed small, salt-like tastes of precum, a tantalizing precursor of the big mouthful of his semen. Instead of the premature ejaculation he had the first time I sucked him, Steve was lasting a good, long while. He moaned and gasped from time to time and it was a toss-up who was enjoying this blowjob more; he or I. Just as my jaw was beginning to get sore, Steve started huffing. His hips arched up and his anal sphincter clenched around my finger. I moved my head up until I held only the head of his cock in my mouth. I felt and tasted the forceful jets of his sperm as each one skidded across my tongue. As excited as I was, I remembered Ellen's instructions to hold his load in my mouth. Steve's young body relaxed and his asshole released its grip on my finger. I held in that position for a few moments, rolling his thick cum around on my tongue, savoring its fresh taste. Then I relaxed my lips a little and let his near virginal semen drain from my mouth and run down his shaft in a uniform white coating. At that instant I heard one of the women inhale sharply. I knew they were watching the blowjob closely and it must have had a dramatic effect when they saw his white juice slide down his shaft. I raised up and rolled my head to get the crick out of my neck. Steve's hard cock was directly below me and I took a moment to gaze at it. A tiny white drop of cum fell from my chin and disappeared into his pubic bush. Once again I lowered my head and licked Steve's cock and balls until all traces of his semen were gone. Then I fell atop Steve and we both moaned as I kissed him deeply. After some time passed, as Steve passively accepted my kisses, I sensed that Steve had had enough for a while, and I rolled off of him. I saw Ellen with the camera and thought how odd she looked aiming the camera wearing nothing but a garter belt and nylons. Suddenly her smallish nipples appealed strongly to me and I closed my eyes, shutting her out. I wanted to dwell on the sexual satisfaction I was feeling. It was as if I had just orgasmed myself, instead of bringing Steve to his climax. It was puzzling, but I was too content for now to dwell on it. "Lights Jan," Sergeant Ellen ordered. The big photography lights went out. and the bedroom seemed dark until my eyes adjusted to the normal lighting level in the room. "Damn Jimbo," Jan said. "That was HOT. I came watching you blow him. Mm, wow!" "You came? Just watching?" "Yeah. When I saw Steve's cum slide out of your mouth and run down his cock, I just lost it. Oh baby, thank you!" And she kissed me hard on my cum damp lips, slipped her tongue in a few moments and then backed away with a big smile. "I could taste him in your mouth. Stevie, save a little of that stuff for me." Steve shot me a crooked grin. Ellen said, looking at Jan's clipboard, "That went pretty well, an hour and twelve minutes and I think we can use most of it after editing. Why don't we take a break? I could use something cold to drink." We all could and we all trooped naked, or nearly so, down the stairs. I went in the kitchen and grabbed four cans of beer from the fridge and passed them around. Steve was tucked into a corner of the sofa with Ellen curled up against him. I took the other end of the sofa and Jan was seated in an easy chair facing us. Jan and Ellen were talking excitedly about the blowjob scene, and gradually began talking about blowjobs in general. It was a new erotic experience for me to hear women talking about the dicks they sucked and the various techniques they had developed. It was as if Steve and I were not in the room. This was "women only" talk. I had never heard Jan or any other woman talk so candidly about the fine points of sucking cock. Steve and I listened in silence, both of us in a state of arousal, idly stroking our dicks. "The first time I tasted cum," said Ellen, "it was so awful I almost threw up." "Me too, honey," sympathized Jan. "I didn't like it at all and I dreaded the next time my boyfriend would want me to blow him again." "Oh, I dreaded it too. But the next time wasn't nearly as bad. It made me really hot to realize I was in complete control of my boyfriend while I was sucking him. He was actually helpless." "Yeah, Ellen," said Jan laughing. "I know the feeling of control. And I just love it when they start grunting and groaning and turning into jelly. After I gave my third blowjob, the taste of cum didn't bother me and then i actually got to like it no matter whose cock I was sucking." I wasn't shocked to hear my wife talking about sucking other guys' dicks. She often liked to talk about her history of cock sucking, but I had never heard her talk about it like this. Both women traded stories in graphic detail about the different sizes and shapes and textures and smells of penises, and which they preferred. By the third round of beers they had gotten into getting their pussies eaten. I looked over at Steve. His cock was deflated and he yawned. Then I yawned. Jan yawned after I did, causing Steve and I to yawn again. And then Ellen yawned and stretched. The clock on the wall said 1:30 AM. Jan and I normally were asleep, or nearly so, at eleven. And, with the satisfaction I had from sucking Steve's cock, and despite the titillation of the women's dirty talking, I was ready for bed and it looked to me like the others were, too. I stood up and announced I was going to bed. Steve got to his feet and I said I'd show him the guest room. Jan and Ellen said they'd be up in a minute. I got Steve settled in and then slipped between the sheets in my own bed. I turned out the lights and turned on the small reading lamp that Jan kept on her side of the bed. I lay there with the back of my head cradled in my hands, eyes closed and replaying in my head, the blowjob I had given Steve. Saturday Foursome with Young Steve The vivid images provoked my cock to full hardness and it tented the sheet covering me. Strangely, I had no urge to jerk it off. I just let it stand. I felt weight move on the bed and was surprised that Jan came up so soon. I really expected her to keep gabbing with Ellen until the wee hours. I looked over at Jan's side and saw Ellen sitting on her edge of the bed, her back to me, removing her nylons. Evidently, the girls had arranged to swap partners and that was fine with me. Ellen's long legs and her waist-length hair were seductive. When I first laid eyes on her I had the thought that I would love to see her head bobbing up and down on my cock. I now knew that she enjoyed sucking cock at least as much as I enjoyed getting sucked. She got under the sheet and snuggled up to me. "Do you mind if I played with it?' she said, indicating the tent pole between my legs. "Go ahead. I'd like that." She whipped the sheet away and her hand went to my crotch and her curious fingers leisurely caressed my cock and balls and even probed into the crack of my ass. She was getting a good feel of my private parts and I felt good about it. "Jimmy," she said, "this is the first time I've been in bed with an old...older man." "I haven't been in bed with a nineteen-year old girl since I was eighteen." Ellen giggled and I suddenly realized, with amazement, that I was more than twice Ellen's age. "Actually," she went on, "you are only my third man. I mean that I've been in bed with. I've sucked a lot of boys. My mother told me that was the fastest way to get a boy to stop pestering you to get in your pants." She was really turning me on. She had my balls cupped in her hand and then began sucking my nipple. I wanted to have this situation as long as possible, so I lay still, and let her do what she liked. This was a once in a lifetime chance for most men of my age; I wanted to get as much out of it as possible; to wallow in lewd carnality with this girl. Ellen wasn't doing anything with me that Jan hadn't done any number of times. I was perfectly happy with my sex life with Jan. This was all fairly new to Ellen and a kind of special treat for me. She took her mouth off my nipple and breathed, "Jimmy, I want to taste you down there." Ellen positioned herself between my legs and I rested my head back on the pillow. I lay there with my eyes closed, waiting for her sensuous lips to close around my shaft. The room was absolutely silent; I could hear only the excited beating of my heart. And another sound, barely audible. It was a "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." I felt my cock bathed in humid warmth. Again, "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." More humid warmth. I wondered what what going on; she had played with my cock, maybe she was looking at it; after all, my cock was only her third, and I was her first older man. I lay still, letting her enjoy herself before taking me into her mouth. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaa." Damn, that felt good. A few minutes went by with my imagination running wild. I felt her fingers playing with my balls, and again, just at the threshold of hearing, "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa." I was using all my willpower to keep from opening my eyes to see what this college girl was doing in my crotch. I was so worked up that it was not going to take much to make me cum. Another, "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," and I felt her fingertip press lightly against my anal ring. She just held her finger in place. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaa." That really did feel good. I was right on the edge of ejaculation. I had to see what she was doing. I raised my head slightly and through the slits of my eyes I saw what Ellen was doing. Her mouth was wide open and the head of my cock was just inside it. Her lips and tongue were well away from contact with my penis. "Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa," she breathed. That tipped me over the edge. I saw a white streak fly from the tip of my cock and disappear into Ellen's mouth. Immediately, her lips closed around my shaft and moved down on it. My orgasm was one of those one-in-a-thousand that is almost too intense to bear. I cried out loudly as my seed squirted into Ellen's young mouth. Just as I was about to beg her to stop, the orgasm began to subside. When I finished, Ellen moved up, her mouth obviously full. I thought she was going to give me a cum kiss. Instead, she pressed her throat against my ear and I heard her swallow my semen. She breathed in my ear, "Jimmy, your cum tastes sooo goood." And then she kissed me wetly, her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. There was a residual taste of semen on her tongue and even more when I slipped my tongue into her mouth. We kissed like that for some time, breathing like wild animals. Ellen put one of her thighs between mine and began humping my leg. I felt her pubic hair rubbing on my thigh as she humped with passion. My cock, which was half deflated, sprang up to full erection. I looked at Ellen's face; she was intent, in a world all her own. Her tongue flicked over her lips at odd intervals; a smile flashed across her face, then her eyes grew wide. Quickly, she shifted her position to straddle me, held my dick steady, and settled on to it. Her cunt was hot and juicy and it swallowed my cock easily. Then Ellen rode. She was doing it all; I lay there and enjoyed. The only sounds in the room were our ragged breathing and the wet sloshing of her excited cunt riding my rigid pole. Her orgasm roared through her and she huffed and shuddered all over. She fell forward onto me and then rolled off and lay on her back, breathing hard. She finished and rolled off just as I was on the edge. I had to finish myself off by hand and it took only a few strokes before I started spurting. My eyes were squeezed close with the intensity of orgasm, but I felt a few heavy drops of semen fall on my chest. Then I lay still, covered by a sheen of sweat. As I was catching my breath I felt Ellen's long, glossy hair glide over my chest. I looked and saw her licking the pattern of cum drops off my chest. She took her time, plainly enjoying her task. When she was satisfied she had licked up every drop, she climbed up on me, placing her knees beside my ears. She settled her pussy right on my lips. The first thing I noticed was Ellen's clit. It pushed imperiously past her pelt of pubic hair like a miniature, well formed penis--complete to a faux pee slit at the tip of the glans. Her outer lips were swollen, puffy. Using my tongue, I brushed her cunt hairs left and right until I uncovered her slit. Her pink inner petals were peeking from within. I dragged my nose slowly, up from her asshole, through her slit and stopped at her clit. She smelled pleasantly sweaty and faintly of horse. I gently probed her slit, licking between her outer and inner lips, and working my tongue around the top of her clit and back down. While doing this, I worked a wetted finger and held it lightly against her anal ring. Having made several circuits around her cunt, I passed my tongue directly over her clitoris. Her asshole twitched under my finger. Feeling strangely sheepish about it, I wet my lips and closed them around her penis-like clit. Her ass hole clenched tightly then and she let out a moan. Next I slipped my tongue deeply into her and scooped back her mild tasting sexual lubricant and brought it into my mouth, swirled it around and swallowed. My lips went back to her penis-like clit and sucked it lightly just as I had sucked Steve's cock. At that moment, from the hallway, I heard Jan cry out as she does in her better orgasms. Ellen giggled. I paused for a moment, wondering what Stevie had done to hit such a home run. Ellen's asshole twitched around my finger (which had wormed into her up to the first knuckle) with more frequency, and she whispered over and over, "That's nice, Jimmy, that's good, Jimmy, yes, Jimmy." I moved her into a position where her asshole was directly over my mouth. Now I could lick her anal orifice with complete abandon. Ellen let me know how my tongue felt by a long intake of breath that sounded like a series of hisses. It is a definite pleasure to lick the asshole of a pretty girl and aside from the pleasure of the act itself, I was really using my tried and true way of preparing her anus to accept the insertion of my erect penis without causing undue pain. I licked her with the flat of my tongue and with the point of my tongue. I licked her asshole for a good long while. After slathering around Ellen's asshole for quite some time, I partly urged and partly man-handled her into the 69 position. There was a tube of sex-lube in the drawer of one of the bedside tables and I put some on my finger and carefully worked it into her ass. With the concentration of a safecracker drilling a hole for his nitro, I finger-fucked Ellen's asshole. In a few minutes, I felt her hole relax, and I slid a second finger in along with the first. She surprised me by announcing that she had never been penetrated anally. "Will it hurt very much, Jimmy." "The way I'm doing it, it shouldn't hurt at all. But if it does, then I'll stop and we won't do it at all." "I want to do it, Jimmy." I continued finger fucking her with two fingers, waiting for her hole to relax a little bit more. I felt a drop of precum trickle down the side of my dick; Ellen, keeping in the spirit of things, licked it up. "Let's try, Jimmy, I should be ready by now, don't you think?" I wanted her first ass fucking to be pleasure only, and her ass was probably relaxed enough to take my cock. "Okay, Ellen. Put some lube on my cock and we'll give it a try." Her hand felt so good rubbing lube on my dick, I was tempted to tell her to forget the ass fuck and just give me a handjob. But she got me lubed up and I had her crawl up into position. I wanted to watch my cock enter her ass, so I had her face away from me. When her hole was right over the tip of my cock, I spread her cheeks and directed her to settle down on my pole at her own pace. When I saw the head of my cock disappear into her hole and felt it pass her anal ring, Ellen said, "Ungh." "Are you okay, Honey?" I asked. "Yeah. It hurt a little, but it hurt good." "Just go at your own pace, Baby." She slid carefully down my shaft and said, "Aaahhh." I was in her ass for the full length of my penis. She was wonderfully tight. She moved her perfect round behind slowly up and then back down. Over her shoulder she said, "Jimmy? This is so cool." She picked up her pace, sliding up and down on my cock. I was in that zone where the pleasure was exquisite, yet there was no danger of it ending with a sudden orgasm. I got Ellen to turn around to fuck face to face. She leaned over me, bouncing up and down on my cock while I humped up into her. Her long hair hung down covering us like a shroud. We were both breathing hard. A drop of sweat fell from the tip of her nose and landed on my lips. I licked away the salty drop and felt closer to her. In a while she sat up straight and began playing with her big clit. She held it between two fingers and masturbated in a way that was reminiscent of a guy jacking off. A far-away look appeared on her face a moment before my orgasm had me grunting and moaning; I knew I was pumping heavy ropes of semen deep into her bowels. Ellen's orgasm peaked as mine was tapering off. Her face seemed to glow as her body shuddered and convulsed. She cried out, became still, then keeled over and fell off of me. We both lay there in the tangled sheets, breathing hard. After a while, Ellen said, "I'm hungry, Jimmy." I was, too. She was walking out of the bedroom when I stopped her. I saw a glint of light from one of her thighs, got a towel, and wiped away the thick stream of semen that was trickling down her leg. She smiled shyly and we went down the stairs to the kitchen. Jan and Steve were at the table. A maternally smiling Jan was carefully feeding a cheese covered cracker into Steve's grinning maw. I took beer from the fridge and Ellen and I pulled some of the munchies closer and we dug in. After a few moments, we started talking about the great sex we had, and about what we were going to film in the morning. I looked at the window and saw that it already was morning. Everybody laughed when I pointed this out. We got dressed and went to a breakfast buffet place, came back to the house and went to sleep. Jan slept with Steve and I slept with Ellen. What happens next is coming in Part 3...