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Teamwork

By: NightmarePrincess



Connie and Warren had been married for several months. Both having had very adventurous sex lives, there was a never-ending supply of ideas between them to keep things fresh and exciting. She had taken quite an interest in his favorite hobby, softball, while they were dating which led to a wonderful experience they shared out on the pitcher's mound. After that, she was hooked. She always liked to dress provocatively and show off her exquisite body to anyone who would look. Warren noticed how people watched her and loved every second of it. 

The regular summer season was quickly drawing to an end when an idea came to Warren that would quickly change their relationship. He had always loved to see Connie play for him. Nothing turned him on like the sight of her in absolute pleasure. Deep down there was always a desire to see his woman with another man, but he never voiced that to another soul. None of his past girlfriends had ever seemed to be the type who would agree to it.

It all started when several of the guys from the team decided to stay after the last game of the tournament and have a few beers. Connie was not much of a drinker so she naturally volunteered to drive to the store to get the guys more beer. As she walked to the truck, one of the guys made a comment that inspired Warren.

"Damn man, just take a look at that ass," Chuck remarked.

Warren laughed and watched the others all agreeing with Chuck. He took a sip of his beer and decided there was no time like the present to bring it up.

"Ya know Chuck... you should feel it when she comes back" Warren casually replied.

Chuck nearly choked on his beer as he heard it. His eyes widened as he cocked his head curiously. Everyone got quiet as they watched the two.

"Are you serious man?" Chuck inquired.

"Yeah. Seriously. When she comes back tell her, you want a feel. I am sure she will let you see just how amazing her ass really is. I don't mind at all," he said with a confident smile.

They all seemed shocked but the idea was more than Chuck could resist. They sat on the bleachers basking in the warm evening breeze. The red Dodge pulled into view as it came down the winding dirt road back to the field. The men all seemed anxious to watch Connie's reaction to the request. She climbed out of the truck, and grabbed the two cases of beer they sent her after. 

Her long copper red hair cascaded over her shoulders and spilled down to the soft curves of her chest. She was an amazing beauty. She tossed her head, letting her tresses fall down her back as she approached them. She sat the beer down by the cooler and proceeded to open one of the cardboard cartons.

"Hey Connie" Chuck said with a slightly nervous tone in his voice. "Why don't you bring me one of those cold ones?" 

Connie chuckled and stuck her hand into the cooler. She fished around for a moment to find an ice cold one before walking over to him. As she held out her hand, offering him the can he grabbed a handful of her denim-clad ass. The men all broke into a boisterous laughter. Her eyes widened immediately as she looked to her husband. Warren just smiled and nodded to her surprise. Connie relaxed seeing her husband did not mind at all. 

"Well hell, if you want a feel why don't you let me pull these down and let you get a real feel," she said as she winked at Warren.

She took a step back and unbuttoned the tight denim shorts. The guys were all entranced as they gawked at the creamy white skin she was revealing. A trimmed tuft of crimson peeked out as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of the shorts and began to peel them down. Warren proudly watched as they ogled his wife. The shorts hit the dusty patch of ground she stood on as she stepped out of them. She turned around, waving her bare behind at Chuck. 

His hands quickly latched on to her firm cheeks and gave it a squeeze. She did not pull away from his grasp. His rough hands felt so good on her warm skin. Knowing that all the men were now desiring, a touch made her incredibly hot. She looked over her shoulder at her husband. She could see the growing bulge in his shorts as Chuck continued to grope her ass. Warren had never been more turned on in his life than he was right now.

"Anyone else wanna feel?" she purred in a sultry tone.

"Hell yeah. I wanna feel" George quickly spoke up.

He stood up and moved over to where she stood. She turned away from him and bent forward slightly, sticking her perfect round ass at him. He caressed her cheeks for a moment before he let his fingers slide dangerously close to tender pink crevice. Slightly startled by it, Connie quickly turned around to face him. Without missing a beat, George's hands landed on her large, ripe breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and poking through the thin fabric that covered them. 

Warren stood up on the bleachers and made his way toward his wife. Everyone grew quiet, assuming that he was going to stop this. Instead, he walked behind his wife and smiled. George stepped back, only to see the pale blue tank top that Connie wore peeled off her luscious body. All eyes now fixed on the fleshy tanned globes and their candy pink centers. 

"Go ahead. Give them a proper feel now," he laughed as he tossed her shirt onto the bleachers. 

George began to tenderly palm her beautiful breasts once again. He stared into her eyes as his fingers traced over the flesh. He could feel the goose bumps rising on her skin as his fingers moved closer to her nipples. He gave the distended nub a gentle pinch, twisting it slowly. Her eyes widened as her lips parted. A soft gasp escaped. 

Warren leaned up against her back. Connie could feel his erection through his shorts as it pressed firmly against her ass. He brushed her hair away from her ear as he turned her head toward him slightly. His breath was hot on her skin as he whispered.

"I bet you are dripping wet right now aren't you?" 

Connie nodded, as another moan broke free. Warren reached down, slipping his hand over her mound. She spread her legs slightly allowing him better access. He gently strummed his fingertip over her clit. They were all so engrossed in the moment that they did not notice that Steve had slipped the camcorder out of his bag that he had borrowed from his sister earlier that day. He quickly adjusted the focus and sat the camcorder on one of the bleacher seats, making sure it had the perfect shot of the events.

"You want fucked so bad you can taste it don't you?"

She nodded again. George continued to massage her right breast with his hand as his head lowered toward the left one. He caught the tender bump between his lips and sucked lightly. The others went wild as they cheered him on. 

"I bet you'd fuck them all if you could. Wouldn't you baby? Wouldn't you love to show me what a slut you can be for me?"

The words seemed to jolt something inside her. She nodded vigorously. Her body was aching now. She needed fucked and she did not care by whom. Warren pulled his finger away as he took a step back from her. 

"So fellas what do you think? Should we fuck her or not?" he asked in a serious tone.

The four other men looked at each other, taken completely off guard by the question. Finally, one of them answered.

"Yeah she looks like she could use a good hard fucking," Tim answered

George slid his hand between her thighs. His fingers were greeted with the hot nectar that clung to her swollen pink lips. He pushed his finger inside as his mouth left her nipple. Connie immediately pushed against his hand, trying to force the digit deeper inside her needy cunt. He pulled it out slowly and held it up for the others to see. The juices glistened in the evening sun.

"She definitely is ready for it" he chuckled before offering her his finger.

She immediately took it into her mouth, sucking her sweetness from it. He groaned as he felt the powerful suction of her warm mouth. George could feel his cock twitch as he thought about sliding it inside there. He turned to the others and smiled. 

"I want that mouth of hers first" he said as he withdrew his finger.

Connie did not need to hear it twice. She immediately dropped to her knees and began to unfasten his pants. Her fingers quickly worked them down around his ankles, setting free his rigid shaft. With two fingers wrapped around the base, her hungry mouth attacked the head of his cock. Her baby pink lips stretched tightly around his 8-inch shaft as she began to feed more of it in. George let out a loud groan as her tongue worked over the bulbous head. 

He grabbed a handful of her hair as he guided her head up and down. She devoured him with no problem, taking all 8 inches into her mouth. Her tongue moved wildly over the underside of his shaft as he began to pump his hips. The others were watching in amazement as Tim stood up and jumped off the bleachers. Within seconds, his shorts were down as he stood behind Connie. 

Her delicate curves and dripping wet pussy were in need of attention. Tim knelt down behind her and proceeded to run his fingertip up and down her juicy pussy lips, barely letting his fingertip part them. She wiggled, trying to force the finger inside her, but he pulled it away each time. She groaned around the engorged cock as it fucked her greedy mouth. He began to finger her once again. This time he forced two fingers deep inside her, eliciting a loud moan from her. Immediately she began to fuck back into his fingers.

Warren's cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts as he watched his wife so deeply lost in her own pleasure. He had never thought he would get to witness such a sight in his life. His hand drifted down, rubbing his mammoth erection through his shorts. 

Tim withdrew his fingers once again, quickly replacing them with his slightly above average cock. Connie stiffened immediately as a wave of pleasure surged through her body. She rocked back and forth, caught between the two men. Her hunger for cock still nowhere near satisfied. Tim's fingers, still slick with her juices, traced around her tightly puckered little hole. His cock pistoned in and out of her harder and faster as he began to apply pressure to the tiny orifice. 

George gripped her hair harder as he watched Tim begin to push his fingers into her ass. He gave a quick thrust, forcing her back further onto them. Connie's eyes popped open as she felt his fingers pressing down against the thin membrane between them and his dick. She began to suck more frantically. George threw his head back as he pulled her hair and gave a mighty roar. Thick jets of cum pumped into Connie's throat as she continued to milk every drop from him.

Once the now deflating cock left her mouth, a loud pleasure-filled moan followed. This time it was Artie's turn. He was the youngest of the bunch at barely 21. He yanked down his shorts and boxers in a hurried jerk. The tip of his very large cock was now directly in Connie's face. Her mouth opened wide as he guided it in. It was so thick she could barely get her little lips around it. 

Tim continued to work both holes at a frenzied pace, forcing moans out of the sweet little cock fiend. She tried to swallow every inch of Artie's swollen shaft. Her body jolted forward as suddenly Tim slammed into her as hard as he could. She gagged as her throat was forced to accept the cock in deeper. He held his spasming cock deep inside her pussy as he shot rope after rope of creamy cum into her. His cock was trapped there as her muscles began to flex wildly around him and her juices saturated him. He pulled his fingers slowly out of her ass and gave her cheek a slap. 

Tim withdrew from her pussy as a puddle of their fluids leaked from her. He chuckled as he looked over at the others. 

"Who's next?" he asked as he pulled his pants up and took a seat near the cooler.

Warren watched Martin and Steve looking at each other. Both of them wanted a turn at the ravishing red head. They both then looked at Artie who was slamming all 9 inches of his monstrous shaft down her throat. The look of pure, unadulterated lust on her face made her look even more beautiful than before. Artie noticed the other two guys hesitating and pulled out of her throat. Connie groaned disappointedly.

"Hell if you guys aren't gonna jump on that sweet pussy of hers then I will" he said as he walked behind her. "Roll over on your back."

He lifted her legs, placing them against his chest before he gripped his meaty cock. The cum that oozed from her delicate little slit provided just enough lubrication for him to ease in to her. She let out a verbose moan as he hilted himself inside her. He leaned forward, pinning her knees to her body as he put his hands on either side of her shoulders. She was trapped beneath him as he began to brutally work in and out of her. 

Connie's eyes widened as his cock pushed deeper inside her. Feeling that full really pushed her over the edge. Her body began to violently shake as she was pushed headlong into a tremendous multiple orgasm. Artie's lips curled in a thin smile as he watched her twitch and jerk under his skillful thrusts. Her pussy gripped his cock like a vice as she trembled. His pace began to quicken even more. His balls slapped roughly against her with each impalement. Connie's unfettered moans and cries only made him fuck her harder. It did not take long of the wonderful flexing of her pussy to send him into his own climax.

As Artie filled her pussy with his spunk, he gave a loud moan. Her legs shook as they dropped down to his sides. Connie's body shimmered with the thin sweat that covered it. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. Artie slid his cock out of her quivering hole and stood up. He smiled at the others as he pulled his pants up.

Now it was Steve and Martin's turn. It was then a wicked thought came to Steve. 

"Make her ride you while I take that ass" he commented to Martin.

"Damn good idea" Martin replied.

The two moved into position, helping Connie climb on top of Martin and straddle his well-endowed cock. She let out a loud groan as it filled her now sore pussy. Despite the slight tinge of pain, she wanted more. Her hands landed on either side of Martin's body as she positioned herself for Steve to enter her. 

Steve spit on his fingers and pushed them into her ass roughly. After a few quick thrusts, in and out he decided she was ready for it and lined the head of his cock up with her little dark hole. He pushed in slowly. Her already tight holes seemed twice as tight now that they were both being stuffed with cock. She let out a deeply satisfied purr. As he slid in all the way, Connie began to force herself back onto both cocks with all her might. Both men met her thrusts with their own as their bodies moved in unison.

Warren felt as if his cock was going to burst it was so hard watching his wife service his friends like such a cock hungry whore. He continued to stroke his hand over the material that covered the large bulge. Soon enough he would take her. Now it was time for her to enjoy what he so desperately wanted. 

Connie moaned and yelped as the two began to brutally fuck her. Her perfect tits bounced heavily as she drove herself onto their rigid tools. The tightness coupled with all of the excitement worked against the guys. Martin was the first to go, releasing a thick wad of cum into her pussy as she succumbed to another round of orgasms. His cock remained stuck deep inside her as it slowly went limp. 

Steve began to slap her ass hard as he thrust into her at a furious pace. His fingers dug into her soft flesh as he pulled back into a final lunge. His dense fluid flooded into her bowels, sending her into another orgasm. Once he stopped pumping her full of his creamy load, both men helped her off Martin. Connie collapsed on the ground where she lay. The white liquid drooling from her well-abused holes in plain site of the camcorder's never blinking eye. 

"Holy shit guys it's getting late" Artie's voice broke the silence. "Fuck we were supposed to be out of here an hour ago. Man thanks a lot Warren. You have one hell of a wife there. Hope you let us use her again sometime" He chuckled at the end.

"Ok guys take it easy. I gotta get my little cum slut home and hose her down now," Warren said as he moved toward Connie's nearly unconscious body.

A deeply happy smile remained plastered on her lips as he helped her sit up. The others gathered up their things, as they got ready to head out. Steve walked over to Warren with a small black video tape in his hand.

"Hey man. Thought you might enjoy this" he said as he handed him the video cassette.

"Thanks, I didn't even know you were taping this" Warren laughed. "I am sure she will love to see how hot she looked."

Connie and Warren were left alone then. She looked at her husband as a look of shame began to creep across her face. The rush of what happened was wearing off enough that the weight of her actions hit her like a brick wall. Warren just smiled at her as he stood up in front of her. His cock was still as hard as steel. 

"Looks like you have one more cock to take care of my love," He encouragingly stated as he stroked her hair. "Now show me how much you enjoyed that little treat and I may let you do it again sometime."

A look of relief spread over Connie as she realized how much her husband enjoyed watching her. She was filled with a new energy as she rolled onto her knees and pulled his shorts down. Her soft lips kissed the head of his cock before taking it into her hot mouth. She sucked slow but hard as she began to take more and more of him into her mouth. He moaned his approval to her as his hand rested on the back of her hair. His fingers played with the silken copper strands as he let her work her magic on him.

Her lips felt like velvet as they massaged his shaft. Her tongue paid special attention to the spot just under the ridge around the head. He closed his eyes, letting the visions of what happened fill his head. He could hear her soft moans around his cock slipping free. His balls tightened as he pulled her from his cock. 

His thick fingers wrapped around the base as he milked it. Torrents of sperm shot onto her skin, dripping down her chin. He let the last drops land in her open mouth, watching them roll around on her tongue before she sensuously closed her mouth and swallowed it down. At that moment, his love for her was deeper than he could ever imagine. He pulled his shorts back up.

"Stay there" he commanded in a loving tone.

She watched him from her position on the ground as he gathered up everything but her clothing and carried it to the truck. Once he had finished, he helped her dress before scooping her up in his arms and carrying her tired body to the truck. He just stood there and admired her for a moment before kissing her softly on the forehead.

"Just wait until I get you home and clean you up my dear. You are really in for it then" he chuckled and shut the door.

Teamwork



Jenny was a confident 21 year old student finishing her marketing internship for a large automaker. Her mentor was Linda Gruenn, the Technical Marketing Supervisor. Linda was great at developing people, finding their true potential and maximizing their natural strengths. For most of the summer as was the summer before, the relationship was professional. During the last six weeks of this period, Linda hung out more with the staff that included the interns. The company had formed an intramural volleyball league. They played on the company's employee private park property that had courts set up on a lake side beach. The teams were set, six players to a roster. They rotated with 4 on the court at a time. 

The league was a success, moral was high. The participants bonded and hung out after matches. It was great fun. The women's teams found themselves wearing bikini bathing suits under a league issued t shirt. Most of the girls followed Jenny's lead, splitting the shirt back so she could tie the now popular Hooter's knot in the back. This set off Jenny's and the other girl's appearance as nice but maybe teasingly naughty. 

The 4 team playoff to championship was played on a hot August night, Jenny and Linda found they were opponents in the championship round. Best of a 3 match set would win the first Volleyball Championship Cup. Linda was 36 but was in excellent shape. A college swimmer she was muscular but sexy and feminine. She was 5'9 and 140 lbs. Her 36C breasts were firm and high with rosy red areolas, her nipples seemed to always be at attention. Linda's medium red hair is fashionably bobbed. She looked as good in a bikini as the much younger office staff players. Jenny is easily the hottie of the court. She is 5'7, 120 lbs, strawberry blonde. Long smooth legs, built like a model despite her 34b cup breasts that sported peach color perky nipples. For two years, she was pursued by the men of the company, single and married. She managed to fend them off yet keep them close.

The first two matches split, the 3rd was for everything. The teams played hard but Linda's team won by the slimmest of margins. Everyone was sweating and near dehydration despite the attempts to keep everyone hydrated. It was such a great night, the women on both teams decided to meet at a nearby neighborhood bar...after they go home and clean up. 

Linda lived nearby, Jenny and Jackie; a beautiful 6 foot black woman did not. Both Sherry and Jackie had brought a change of clothes; there had been anticipation that there may be some gathering later that night. Linda had offered anyone that wanted to clean up could do so at her home. Jenny and Jackie followed Linda to her large home. The home had 3 baths plus a pool shower. Each woman headed off to clean up for the night out. 

When Jenny finished showering and drying her hair, she walked into the great room in her daisy dukes and tube top...she like Linda and Jackie did not need a bra. Jackie came out of her room in a stunning yellow summer outfit. Jackie was built like an Amazon, tall and firm, dark skinned that glowed. Linda finished up and walked out into the great room naked except for her panties. Both Jenny and Jackie took in Linda's tight body. The room went quit. Linda just laughed and said...we are all women here, no big deal. Linda picked out her clothes from the laundry and headed back to her room. Jackie laughed at Linda and said something about what a great rack but Jenny felt uncomfortable yet kind of funny...something stirred.

Soon the three were ready and on the way to the bar. The bar was full; they had a great band playing on a deck. Most of the league teams had returned. The night turned into a great night of good food, cold drinks and dancing. 

Jenny was not much of a drinker, a few beers and shots took its toll. She danced and had a great time. The guys loved it, she was like putty in their hands melting into them on slow songs and leaning on them at the bar. Soon it was closing time. Good thing it was Friday, no work on Saturday for this crew. 

Linda told Jackie and Jenny not to drive home, crash at her house. Be responsible. They both agreed. After arriving at Linda's, Jackie said a swim would be great. Linda agreed. Jenny giggled...she was gonna skinny dip. As they made their way to the pool deck, the sweet smell of reefer hit the air. Jackie had a joint and passed it to Linda, after a big toke, Linda passed it to Jenny. In the matter of minutes the cool pool water on their naked bodies felt like velvet. The pools jets felt soothing on Jenny's back, she dipped so the flow hit on her neck. Rolling her head, Jackie offered to see if her shoulder were tight, they were...Jenny moaned as Jackie worked on the muscle group. Linda came up behind Jackie and placed a hand on her shoulder. Jenny had her eyes closed, her senses immersed in Jackie's touch. Jackie stopped working on Jenny and turned to Linda. Jackie reached up and cupped Linda's breast. Linda reached out with both arms and pulled Jenny and Jackie into a tight circle. Jenny then opened her eyes; she could feel Jackie and Linda's flesh against hers. A pang inside her betrayed any thought of stopping. She could feel Linda and Jackie exploring her body. Linda's right arm pulled Jenny in a position that they kissed, the left hand cupped Jenny's naked crotch. Jackie had one hand on Linda's ass and the other on Jenny's. Jackie suggested they dry off and continue inside. They made their way to the pool steps. Jenny was scared but willing to explore her feelings.

They toweled off and found themselves on Linda's water bed. Jackie told Jenny to lay back and enjoy what was about to happen, Linda smirked. Both women went to work on Jenny, Jackie deeply kissing her and fondling her tits...Linda found a wet pussy, flowing with Jenny's young sweetness. Linda inserted one then two fingers...Jenny's ass lifted to allow better access. Linda then did a long deliberate lick, from Jenny's tight button of an asshole to her clit. Linda licked and finger fucked Jenny, bring her off quickly. Linda then pulled up, taking her breast and fucked Jenny with her nipple. Jenny's juices soaked Linda's tit. She brought it up to Jenny's lips and told her to suck. Jackie lay back on the bed; Linda took Jenny by her hair and told her to pleasure Jackie with her fingers and lips. Jenny had never ever done anything like this. Jackie began to instruct Jenny on how she wanted pleased. Once Jenny got her rhythm going, Jackie was almost there....Jackie grabbed Jenny's hair again, pulled her up and flipped over. She then ordered Jenny to tongue her ass...and be good at it. Both Jackie and Jenny moaned because Linda positioned herself for Jackie's hand to work on her pussy and Linda could play with Jenny, this time with a black dildo that slipped into Jenny easily. Linda made Jenny come hard with the toy. Linda told Jackie she needed some room on the bed; she needed to use Jenny so she could come. Jenny was ordered to lay back, Linda first straddled Jenny's pretty face and had Jenny eat her close to an orgasm; Linda then stood up, told Jen to spread her legs and lift the right one, Linda then slipped her own leg in between Jen's. Linda lowered her leg as she pulled Jenny to align their pussies. Linda began to grind her sopping pussy into Jenny's. They were pulled tightly together, once again Jackie offered Jen her pussy, Jenny licked Jackie and ground back against Linda, matching the rhythm.

The three women began to orgasm one after another. They soon were in a heap and fast asleep. The next morning, Jenny awoke to the smell of coffee. She was alone in bed. She got up and looked at herself. She had bruises and love bites on her body. Her pussy was still buzzing. She could smell pussy on her hands, face and in her hair. Jenny felt great

Where does she go from here...



Teamwork



Chapter One

I watched as her slender fingers slowly slid down the page as she consumed the words of the book in front of her, page after page. I was fairly familiar with the romantic mystery she was reading and wondered if she was being transported into the wonders that the author had put before her. Could she feel the texture of the robe the man was wearing? Could she see the gossamer gown that the woman was letting slide from her shoulders? Could she taste the danger that was about to befall the woman with in the gown? Her eyes didn't leave the book as her fingers took her through the adventure. She seemed wrapped in the world that lay before her . 

That was the rough draft of what I was going to present to my instructor at the writer's conference. I had met the requirements for admission to the seminar by paying my two thousand dollars and having at least one book published. It didn't do all that well but I was published and I even made a few bucks with it. I was also scared to death about the conference. My mentor for this seminar was none other than Jodi Rollinger the noted mystery author. How I managed to get put into her group I didn't know but to me there were none better than her, at least in the current crop of noted authors. It didn't hurt that she was attractive and dedicated to the craft.

The assignment was to write a paragraph using nothing more than objects in the room in the writing. If I mentioned a certain book it had to be in the room. If I mentioned a person she had to be in the room. We were allowed certain liberties in how we perceived that person but not beyond recognition. There were six authors in our group plus Jodi. Of those six I was the only male and that fact bothered me. It shouldn't have but it did. For whatever reason there seemed to be a big increase in female authors in categories from mystery to sex to children's stories. We had thirty minutes to come up with a paragraph and then she was going to tear them apart. Of course she didn't phrase it that way. Nothing insecure about me. Just the thought that my paragraph would be read and the six of them would be free to tear it apart while I sat there worried me to say the least.

I loved to write and I loved to read, but to keep my head clear I tried to get out and do something physical at least a couple times a week. That meant that I had to hold down a regular day job, spend time reading, spend time writing and spend time exercising, which at the moment meant riding my bike at least fifty miles a week. That didn't leave me a lot of time for social events like dating. I couldn't really afford them anyway.

Anna was the first to have her paragraph reviewed. Jodi read it and then read it aloud for the rest of us and then asked, "Comments?" Nobody wanted to pick on Anna and I even liked what she wrote. A different style than mine but I liked it. Lois was tentative but then offered her opinion that it could stand a little more detail. Then Paige and Tanya were reviewed, each in turn. It wasn't as hostile or painful as I feared and I breathed a sigh of relief. 

Then Jodi said, "Well I can see the points that each of you brought up but I'll save my comment until we've heard from all of you." So on it went until all of us had been critiqued by the others. Jodi just nodded and said, "All of you did very well actually. I have to agree with Lois about detail though. With one exception I'd say all of you would do well to flesh it out a little. You don't want to belabor a point and put the reader asleep but you have to give them enough so they can get a strong sense of the picture you're drawing. "Doug I really liked what you wrote over all. Not perfect but none of us is. Now I'll tell you I wasn't being very fair restricting you to one paragraph. Take any of my books and isolate one paragraph and I'd likely fall on my literary face. I wanted you to remember that there are times when one paragraph can be very powerful and take you a long way in your story. Let's take a break and then we'll do another exercise." 

The seven of us gathered around the small table that held the coffee pot and foam cups and some small rolls. Lois came up to me and congratulated me on what I wrote and I thanked her sincerely and then so did Paige. "Thank you. I really liked yours too." 

"I thought it was a little soppy but thanks. I really can write better than that." 

"It's hard with a time limit." 

"I kept watching the time instead of thinking of my writing." 

"A little like taking a math class in high school." 

"Yes, exactly like that. You must have had a tough time with math too." 

"Did I ever." Jodi joined us and she complimented me and then changed the subject. I had the feeling she wanted to take our minds off of writing for a few minutes. 

The day went all too fast and I went back to my motel room. We had a total of three days of exercises and coaching for that two grand apiece and we had just finished day two and by day three the six of us were becoming good friends and having a good time with Jodi. Everybody had relaxed and we had some good laughs along the way. I felt a bit of a let down at the end of the third day as the six of us went out to eat and talk about writing in general. Things like the disappointment of rejection letters and the long hours of honest effort that went into each of our attempts at fame and fortune. I seemed to gravitate toward Paige and Anna for some reason. I liked their writing style and they were nice to be with. There were no pretenses just, here I am like me or not.

As we waited for the shuttle to the airport Anna, Paige and I vowed to get together soon. The two of them lived in Wytheville, Virginia and I lived in Charleston, West 

Virginia so if we met halfway it would be less than a two hour drive to the halfway point. That was something we could all afford to do. Before the shuttle dropped us off at the airport Anna said, "I know let's collaborate on a story. Not for publishing but just for the fun of it. I'll do the first chapter and then email it to Doug. He'll add a chapter and email it to Paige and so on. When about the tenth or twelfth chapter is finished we'll meet somewhere about halfway between our place and yours Doug and talk about it." 

Paige was quick with, "Okay will this be a mystery?" 

"I don't know. Let's just see where it takes us. It isn't important if it's a mystery or romance or whatever. We'll just see what develops." I was all for it. 

"I like it. This will be great. Listen there's a Hampton at exit...let me think...forty four. We could meet there." 

"We could make a weekend of it and work on it there too." 

"Okay but now you have us all stirred up so it's up to you." 

"Okay." 

When I deplaned Annette was waiting for me and drove me home. "How was the seminar or conference or whatever?" 

"Great. Jodi Rollinger was the instructor for my group and we had a great time." 

"But did you learn anything?" 

"I think I did." 

"I take it you'd do it again then." 

"If I could afford it I would. Oh and I met several other authors and we exchanged email addresses. I'm teaming up with two of them and we're going to try collaborating on a story." 

"A three way?" 

"That's an interesting way to phrase it but that's the idea." 

"Why?" 

"For the experience and just for the fun of it." 

"No money to be made?" "I seriously doubt it but I suppose it's possible. One of them has had two books published and the other one has had one." 

"Well good luck." 

"I'll need it. I think they're pretty good writers." You'll notice I failed to mention to Annette that both writers were women.

It was a couple of weeks later when I got an email from Anna but she only said she was working on it and look for it in a week or two. I had started a novel and thrown it away at least twice so I was getting nowhere at all. If it was like that for me when she sent me the first chapter I was going to be beyond embarrassed. How could I let them down? I got an email from Paige just saying hi and how things were going for her and I sent one back telling her of my writer's block or whatever it was I had going on. 

I don't know that it matters but Anna is fairly short, maybe five four at the most where Paige is closer to five seven. You wouldn't think two or three inches would make much difference but it does. Anna's hair is so blonde it shines like metal and I think it's natural because her complexion is very fair. Paige's hair is a very dark brown that in certain light looks black. Neither is fat at all but of the two, Paige was larger framed, solid and attractive. Anna makes me think of pixies but I'll bet she'd hate it if I told her so. She's probably heard her whole life. 

Chapter Two

Fast forward now to two weeks later and I've just opened an email from Anna. I had the first chapter of our collaboration. I shut the rest of the world out and read it slowly. Not surprisingly it starts the introduction of the characters. They are all under thirty five and as young as twenty six. Three couples, each with widely varying backgrounds and yet close friends. The story takes place in Charleston, South Carolina, which is on the coast. The rest of the chapter goes on to describe their economic positions in the community and that their one common thread is they all went to Clemson University, some longer than others. Now it was up to me to decide what the next step would be. Maybe I could introduce a powerful and domineering parent or perhaps have them find the body of an acquaintance. I had to think about it for a while.

I started with giving each of them jobs and choosing one to be the only son of a wealthy and domineering businessman. Then I wrote about how the son could manipulate his father. After all he'd had twenty six years to practice. On I went describing some of the parties they had and how they would spend weekends on the rich kid's boat. Then I made one of the characters the poorest but the most handsome and charming. Then I sent everything on to Paige after having spent two weeks on my chapter. It would most likely be a month or more before I'd see the story again.

When I did finally get it I was in for a surprise. Paige, tapping into her experiences, had sent two of the characters to a writer's conference. Of course in reality it bore little resemblance to our real experiences. But that said I could really relate to what she was saying. Paige continued and before the characters left the conference they had a short affair. On it went to Anna who described the affair in detail. Even pretty suggestive toward the end of the chapter. Now it was back to me. Damn were they making this a romance story? I'd never written anything like that. I did my best to steer it away from love and bonding and had them in the throes of conflict when they got home. Around it went again and then again but it got hung up with Anna that time. She must have seen it was time for something dramatic or maybe it was her turn to have writer's block. I finally emailed Paige and learned that it had been almost two months since she'd sent the story on to Anna. The story would never get anywhere but it didn't matter really. It was readable and even very good in spots, but the most important thing was it was fun. Plus none of the three of us took it too seriously and we were all experimenting with different styles of writing. 

I finally got the most recent chapter from Anna. I was impressed with her writing but about the end of the second page the rich guy makes love to one of the women other than his girlfriend. Okay that could be fun but not all that original. But what stopped me was how graphic and sexy she wrote. I was blown away. My pixie, my petite silver blonde, mild mannered friend had a side to her that I would never have guessed. In fact the 

chapter was so good I reread it. Now what the hell would I do? Should I continue the adult rated route or steer the story in another direction? I took a few days to think about this one. Was Anna just trying to rattle me and have fun with me? Did she want to see how I would handle it? If I continued the adult theme would it bother Paige? All I had was questions and no answers. This was my decision to make. Okay I'd continue what she started. At least nobody could say I was the one that steered the story in that direction. Then I remembered what Anna said when we talked about starting our collaboration. When Paige asked her if it would be a mystery she was quick to shrug it off and say we'll just see where it takes us whether it's a romance or whatever. Did she already have a plan when she suggested the collaboration? Damn, more dead end questions. I was staying with my decision and I knew how I would do it. The handsome, suave but poor guy was going to have a liaison with two of the women on the rich guys boat...or maybe on a deserted shoreline north of Charleston. No the boat. Maybe I can use a deserted beach later in the story. I did my best to keep the pace that Anna had set and made the handsome guy quite the lover and had fun writing my first graphic three way sex scene. Then I left it for a couple of days and then reread what I had written. I made a couple of minor changes and sent it on to Paige before I changed my mind. This was either going to get more interesting and even more fun or it was going to come to a screeching halt. 

After two weeks I hadn't heard from Paige so I was assuming that she wasn't mad at me. After four weeks I hadn't heard from either of them. Maybe both of them were cutting me out of the story. Maybe I went too far but I didn't think what I wrote was much more graphic than Anna's. Actually I liked what I wrote and thought of it as erotic more than graphic. Another two weeks passed before I finally got the next chapters from Anna. Damned if Paige hadn't maintained the adult theme and introduced two more characters. Then I read Anna's and was blown away by her chapter. She didn't mince words this time. The rich guy's annuity had kicked in and he now had even more money than before so they celebrated by having an eight way orgy on his boat. I couldn't top that. I didn't even have a clue where to go with the story this time. Having nonstop sex wasn't going to work, not in the story and sure as hell not in real life. At the end of the last page she added that she thought it was time for the three of us to get together for the weekend as planned and talk about the story and maybe write a chapter or two together. I was all for that. Then I didn't have to stew about what to write for my next chapter right away. I did some research and then emailed Paige and Anna. I proposed we meet at the Fairfield Inn in Beckley and I'd make the reservations if they wanted me to. All I needed was a date for the reservation. It was the next night when I got an email from Paige with the dates they could both get away for the weekend so I chose the first dates they listed and it was the next weekend. I called Fairfield Inn and reserved a suite so we could be comfortable. I'd never even been in a suite before but the pictures of it on line looked nearly perfect. Once that was done I emailed both of them with the details and said I would just hold the story until then. I had to get their phone numbers when I saw them. I worked up an outline for my chapter where they had another party and the guys were blindfolded and had to identify which woman was which just by standing behind them 

and running their hands all over each woman. That meant that each woman would be touched and caressed eight times in a row. The guy with the most wrong guesses had to submit to having his pubic hair shaved off by the women. That's as far as I had time to go.

When Annette was over I told her I was going to go and meet with the other authors. "How is the collaboration going?" 

"It's tough." 

"So what will you accomplish this weekend?" 

"Hopefully I'll get a better feel for where the story will go." Annette and I went out for dinner at the local restaurant and then went back to my place to watch a movie and relax. 

While I was mixing us a drink I heard, "Doug" and she came into the kitchen. "On the way to the bathroom I just happened to see a chapter from your story lying on your desk. It was from Anna. You know that caused me to pause and read a few random lines. You're writing porn with another woman goddam it." 

"That just started. I was surprised as you." 

"I'm not an idiot. Once I saw that I looked some more. You wrote a pretty fair chapter yourself. I only read a few lines here and there but I don't need to read the whole damn thing. I'll bet the other author is a woman too because now that I think of it you never mentioned a name or said the guy or what ever. You were making sure I didn't know they were women. You are such an ass." Now I was getting mad. 

"Number one, just because we're dating doesn't give you the right to go through my things. Number two I didn't lie. The adult stuff didn't start until chapter seven or eight. So what if I wrote something graphic. Big damn deal." 

"It is when you're going to meet them and spend the weekend." 

"It isn't like we'll be in the same damn bedroom." 

"You still deceived me. I'll tell you what. Call me in a few years and let me know how all of this turned out." With that she turned around and left almost breaking my door when she slammed it. I drank both of the mixed drinks that I had prepared and watched the movie by myself or at least tried to before I fell asleep. 

Chapter Three

Having Annette storm out on me didn't do much for my mood. I left work early Friday afternoon and headed for Beckley in something less than a happy frame of mind. I hit the road early just to get out of town and figured I could find something to do there just as well as at home. It felt good to be on the road and the interstate south out of Charleston is a pretty ride. I took my time and didn't care that a lot of the traffic was passing me. I'd still be there by five and Anna and Paige wouldn't be there until sometime after six. When I got there I put the suite on my card and figured we could straighten out the finances later. I put my suitcase in one of the two bedrooms, got my laptop out and put my shave kit in my bathroom. We would be quite comfortable it seemed. We had a mini kitchen complete with a little table, two bedrooms, two bathrooms and a sitting area with a TV. I could remember living in an apartment that was smaller than the suite was. On top of that we had double sliding doors to a tiny veranda overlooking a field behind the motel.

I logged into the hotel wireless internet and played around for a few minutes and then looked at our story until about quarter till six. Then I picked up my laptop and went down to the lobby, choosing a chair where I could be seen when they came in. I wasn't getting much done with my laptop because every time the door opened I'd look up to see if it was them. About twenty after six I saw them as they came through the double doors. I closed my computer and stood up just in time to be hugged twice and kissed on both cheeks. I looked at them smiling and that helped me to erase the image of Annette as she stormed out of my life. "Ladies may I help with luggage?" Anna offered me hers and then Paige handed me one of her small ones. I led them to the elevator and we rode up to the third floor. I had said I'd make the reservations so they didn't know it was going to be a suite. I opened the door and stepped back so they could enter ahead of me and heard oohs and ahhs as they stopped and looked around. I put the bags down and slipping my arms around their waists I turned them and said, "That's my bedroom in there" and I turned then the other way and said, "That's yours. We have a mini bar plus all the other kitchenette things including of course a coffee pot. A full size coffee pot no less." 




Teamwork



Paige kissed my cheek again and said, "Not bad. Is this going to cost us a ton of money?" 

"Nope. Not much more than a standard room if we divide the cost three ways but since I have a room to myself I'll pay half." 

"We can worry about that later we're starved." 

"There's a Japanese steakhouse next door called the Hibachi." 

"That will do nicely. Give us a minute to freshen up and we'll be ready.

It felt great to be escorting two nice looking women as we walked to dinner. We had a nice meal and followed that with a couple of drinks. "Two is my limit I'm afraid." 

"Really?" 

"If I have to many I either fall asleep or throw up." 

"You don't get happy or silly?" 

"There's a fine line there. If I'm lucky enough to hit that and stop drinking I can be as outrageous as anybody but if I cross it my party is over for the night." 

"Well we don't want you falling asleep or barfing so let's go back. If we decide to have a nightcap we can have it there." 

It was a little after eight so we probably had a couple of hours before any of us would crash for the night. It was too late to work on our story so we lined up on the couch and after kicking our shoes off we leaned back and talked and one by one we propped our feet on the coffee table. I was sitting in the middle and our heads were against the back of the couch so whenever Paige talked I'd roll my head to the right to look at her and then to the left when Anna talked. We revisited the writer's seminar and then moved on to our jobs before getting into past or present relationships. Paige had just met a guy but hadn't decided if she would see him again or not and Anna was divorced and not eager to get too involved with anybody else for a while. I told them about Annette finding the story and storming out and that was good for a lot of sympathy and a couple more kisses and they stroked my face with their hands as they consoled me. All in all a very pleasant experience for me. 

I made a mental note to send the motel a nice comment. The couch in the suite was just the right size. With the three of us sitting there we were hip to hip and like I said I was in the middle. Paige got up to fix her and Anna a drink and I ended up having another one with them. What the hell I was near my room. We settled back again and enjoyed our third drink and talked some more. It was surprising our story hadn't come up sooner but Paige finally brought it up and we had a great time talking about what went through our minds as we read somebody else's chapter and had several good laughs about it. I admitted to being stumped a couple of times and that I was hard put to decide where to go with it. I looked toward Anna and putting my hand on her leg said, "You sure surprised me with that first sexy chapter. I was so surprised I had to read it twice." That made the two of them laugh and Paige said, "You're chapter that followed Anna's was hot. I didn't read it twice but that's because I almost memorized it the first time. We laughed again and then I complimented Paige on her sexy chapter and put my hand on her leg. I guess that third drink was relaxing me more than I thought. 

I looked back at Anna and leaving my hand on her leg asked her, "Where did you come up with the orgy idea? Damn that was steamy. That had to be quite a writing exercise keeping track of who was inside of whom." 

Anna laughed and said, "I had to work it out on paper so every time they changed partners I had to move the papers around. I'm glad it was sexy to read because it was funny the way I worked it out." 

"It was very sexy." 

Paige said, "Wait I haven't read that chapter yet." 

"I'll get my computer and we'll read it right now so we'll all be to the same point."

I quickly resumed my place and once I was booted up I brought up Anna's chapter and started to read to them. The first page was fairly benign as it described rich boys annuity but once their party started I made sure I didn't read too fast. It was also a good thing I had my laptop on my lap. I read a little of the orgy and looked at Paige and said, "Pretty sexy isn't it." 

"It sure is." I read a little more and looked at Anna. She was watching me read I guess. Since she had written it I guess she didn't need to listen. I read the rest of it and closed my computer and looked at Paige again. 

"Love you and I have our work cut out for us if we expect to keep up with her. Anna where did you learn to write porn like that?" 

"I don't know. I just wrote what I saw in my mind." 

"You have a very dirty mind." Her smile said even more than her words. 

"I know." Anna started to take my computer as she said, "Let me put that someplace else for you." 

I put my hand on it and said, "No that's okay." She looked at me and smiled. I guess I didn't fool her and probably not Paige but at least she didn't challenge me. 

Chapter Four

I relaxed and put my hands back on their legs and we talked more about sexy writing or as Paige called it porn. Between our talk, reading Anna's chapter and having a woman on each side of me with my hands on their legs my swelling member between my legs was in no hurry to disappear. Before I could react Anna snatched my computer and put it on the floor next to her. There wasn't a damn thing I could do. I was trapped between them and my feet were up on the coffee table. By the time I could do anything about it they would have had all the time in the world to observe my condition. I gave up and looked first at Paige and then at Anna and they were both smiling. Somehow I had a feeling they would bring up this subject again one day. All three of us were getting tired but we talked a while longer and then Paige stood up and headed for the kitchenette for a glass of water and said she was getting ready for bed. Anna said the same and stood up so I decided I'd better do the same. Paige stopped me in the middle of the room and gave me a very nice gentle kiss and said, "Night lover" and headed for their bedroom. While I was turning that over in my mind Anna did the same thing before heading to bed. I made my way to bed still thinking about those two very nice kisses.

When I got up in the morning I slipped on my pants and went out. The women were still in their room so I put the coffee on and went over to the glass doors and watched the rising sun slowly illuminate the weedy field in the back. I needed a shower and shave and my hair was it's usual morning mess but I didn't care. The women would just have to deal with it until I had a cup of coffee. I heard their door open so I turned to say good morning but instead I made a fool of myself. I like to think that I can handle myself in most situations. I've seen naked women and I seen women it very tiny bikinis but when I saw Paige standing there in a red gauzy semitransparent gown I couldn't move. I could see her legs up...well until they almost weren't legs any more but her butt instead and her nearly perfectly shaped breasts were visible when the light was just right. "Morning Paige, you look nice this morning." I hoped I sounded casual enough. 

Her hair was tossed in several different directions and her face was still creased by the pillowcase but she just smiled and said, "Thank you. Is the coffee done?" 

"Should be by now." She poured coffee for both of us and we stood next to each other, sipping in silence as I enjoyed glances at her. As I mentioned earlier she was taller than Anna by maybe only two or three inches but next to Anna she seemed quite tall.

We were maybe a third of the way through our cup of coffee when Anna appeared. Her hair was in just enough disarray that it made her look young, fresh and innocent. Her sleepwear was a silky fabric with spaghetti straps and a scoop neck that allowed me to just see part of her right breast and her nipple. Her breasts were smaller but perfect for her size and appeared to be very firm. In brief, innocent and alluring. Very powerful especially first thing in the morning. On top of that the bottom of her shirt or gown or chemise whatever it was didn't cover anymore of her anatomy than it had too. I didn't care if they never got dressed. In fact I'd prefer it. Anna gave me a kiss and said, "Good morning." 

"Good morning. I like your gown." 

"Thank you I was hoping you would." She filled her cup and said as she retreated, "I'm taking my shower so save me some of the coffee." 

I stared at Paige as long as I could stand it and then said, "I better go take my cold shower now." I guess she understood what I meant because she smiled at me sexily. There was no way I was going to survive the weekend if they continued to tease me so much. I almost invited her to join me but at the last second I ducked into my room and jumped into the shower. Bottom line for both women was very alluring. 

It usually doesn't take guys all that long to shower and shave and I was no different. When I went out both women were gone and I poured a second cup of coffee. I figured we were just going to have breakfast and loaf around working on our story so I was wearing shorts and a polo shirt and no socks. Pretty much like I would have been at home. Anna emerged from their room and poured herself some coffee. She was in simple shorts and a sleeveless blouse with enough cleavage to make it interesting but still reasonably conservative. "How did you sleep Doug?" 

"Very well, how about you?" 

"I lay there thinking about our story for a while but it wasn't too long before I nodded off." 

"Any great thoughts about the story?" 

"I have one or two but I'm still working on them." 

"Want to just go downstairs for the continental breakfast or go out?" "Let's go out so we can get some fresh air. Once we come back I have a feeling we'll be holed up here for quite a while." 

"That's a good point." 

Then Anna continued with, "I was thinking that maybe we could come up with sandwiches or something for lunch and bring them back with us. It would save us having to go out again if we don't want to." 

"Good idea." Paige appeared and asked, "What's a good idea?" Anna explained it and she agreed that it sounded like a good plan. Paige was dressed pretty much like Anna and I already missed their nightclothes. 

We found a restaurant and took our time enjoying our breakfast. The down side was they couldn't help us with carry out lunch that early in the morning. It was Paige that came to the rescue saying, "There must be a super market around here. Let's buy some wine and then at lunch time we'll order a couple of pizzas and that will take care of dinner too." Anna agreed with, "Now that sounds like a perfect plan. We can spend the rest of the day in our suite, warm the pizza in the microwave in the evening and not even have to go out for dinner." We had our plan it seemed.

We returned to the suite and the three of us gathered in the little living room with our computers. As they were booting up I suggested, "Instead of each of us writing a chapter this time let's all write the same chapter and then we'll read each other's and select one and see how that goes." "Will we have a time limit?" asked Paige. I thought about that and suggested an hour." "This will be interesting." The three of us were quiet as we thought about where the story had left off. It wasn't long before the sound of keys could be heard. About half an hour later I finished mine because I had a good idea what I wanted to write so I had nothing to do but look at my two nice looking coauthors as they worked their keys. To my surprise they were both done no more than ten minutes later.

When we were done I passed my laptop to Paige, hers went to Anna and I got Anna's. It takes a lot longer to write a chapter than it does to read one so we were done in a couple of minutes and swapped again. By the time I had read Anna's I didn't want to hand it to Paige because the growing bulge in my jeans would be very visible again. I had no choice so I just boldly handed it to her and they noticed it immediately. I had to think they were looking for it. It was fairly predictable that it would happen anyway.

Once again we read the chapters before passing the computers back to their rightful owners. The three of us leaned back in the couch and tried to talk and sound like we were serious with our comments. I didn't know about them but just talking about all the things the three of us had written was taking its toll on me. It wasn't a surprise to me that Anna's was chosen. She copied it to a flash drive and Paige and I added it to our stories after deleting what we had written.

Chapter Five

We did the same thing again and this time they voted my chapter best. I had written about the poor handsome guy and two women again but I managed to make it just enough different to get away with it. I didn't have the two women getting together but they did touch each other several times and even kissed twice as the guy watched. After updating our stories Anna put her computer down and said, "I'm getting a glass of wine and changing into something more comfortable." 

Paige got up saying, "Good Idea. Wine for you Dan?" 

"Sounds good" and I stood up. Hell they'd seen he hard enough there was no point in trying to hide it again. 

"Dan aren't you getting into something more comfortable?" "It would have to be my underwear if I did." 

"No pajamas?" 

"I don't use them." 

"You sleep in the nude?" 

"Yes I do." 

Paige gave me that sexy look and smile and said, "Well there's nothing wrong with underwear either." 

"Maybe I better finish my wine first." Why was I being so reluctant? That wasn't my normal way that's for damn sure. 

"Dan it's just the three of us. We'll feel pretty silly changing if you don't." 

"Okay." Oh shit. If my erection showed before it would really show now. It almost was a waste of time wearing them but I wasn't coming out naked either.

I took advantage of the moment and went to the bathroom and washed up a little bit. The end of my cock was very wet and slippery. Of course in a matter of minutes it would be that way again. I took a deep breath and went back out. I was there first so I took another big drink of my wine and picked up my laptop. I'd never been with two teasing women before. I'd read stories about them and watched a few porn movies like that but they were just poorly done fantasy. This was very conservative by those standards but it was happening to me and that made all the difference in the world. How I could be this lucky I had no idea but I knew I'd never be the same guy again.

Anna was first out and she paused to give me plenty of time to look at her. I almost pushed my computer off my lap and without hands at that. She was wearing what I think they call a chemise. It went below her knees but it didn't matter much. The light coming in through the sliding glass veranda doors made it pretty transparent. It was a simple white with tiny flowers stitched all over it in a dotted pattern leaving a lot of it sheer. It was a beautiful garment. The neckline was a deep vee and her small breasts threatened to show themselves. It buttoned up the front and a large number of the buttons were undone going from the bottom up. I could see she was wearing tiny white panties but when the light was right I could tell there was no bra. "Oh God Anna, how am I going to think about writing?" You are going to drive me crazy." 

"I'm glad you like it. I chose it with you in mind." She floated over next to me and sat down acting like the perfect lady and looking like a seductress. I hadn't even regained my composure when Paige appeared. She must have been waiting so she could time her appearance. 

"Oh Paige my good God. You are like an angel from heaven. I might as well just let you two write and I'll just read it. Between you and Anna I'll be useless now." She was wearing either satin or silk I didn't know how to tell but it was more like a sleep shirt. All I knew for sure was it was fairly short and slit all the way up both sides with just enough lacing to hold it together. There had to be a good four inches or more of skin showing through the laces and the lacing stopped well before the bottom so that a whole lot of her hips would show when she moved. I could only imagine what would happen when she sat down next to me. Like Anna's gown the neckline was a long vee and her larger breasts would shift and slip under the fine delicate fabric. She was erotica personified. If I had to choose the sexier of the two I'd just shoot myself because it wasn't possible. Each of them was the best in their own way. I wanted to keep both of them close to me forever. On top of her looks Paige had a natural way of walking that made her hips move just enough to drive a man crazy. No man with eyes could ignore her of that I was certain. If this was the beginning of the end for me I was going to die a very happy man.

Paige sat down next to me and my eyes went right to her left hip. Her sleep shirt opened up until I could see her thigh all the way up to her hip. She knew I was looking at her so she just leaned over and kissed me lightly before picking up my computer. Big surprise I had an erection the likes of what I'd never seen on myself before. Both women openly looked at my crotch and the rapidly growing wet spot and then smiled at me as Paige gave me back my computer. Sounding as innocent as a Sunday school teacher Anna said, "Let's do another chapter." Like I was going to be able to write now. 

I sat there like a deer in the headlights while both of them started typing. The only thing I could think of was to write what I was experiencing and find a way to insert it into our story. When the three of us were done Anna got up and refilled our wine glasses and we swapped computers. At least my cock had softened enough that it didn't hurt anymore. I read Anna's and my pain returned. She had done about the same thing as I had done except from her perspective. Using other names she had written about me touching her breasts as we kissed and her touching me through my underwear. I didn't have a computer to get in the way in the story. 

When we traded computers again my cock was hard and my briefs were wet enough that they were starting to get pretty transparent. The fabric tried its best but it couldn't contain it. It was doing a very proud job of standing up in spite of my underwear. Once again the women openly looked between my legs and I did my best to start Paige's story. Her chapter wasn't as openly about us but it was close enough that I knew she was writing about my hand slipping under her night shirt to the insides of her thigh and teasing her between her legs. My God she could read my mind. Of course my mind was also invading her breasts. I really wanted to see them uncovered. I wanted so much more but I wasn't going to complain if all I could do was see them. My fantasies and my hand would keep me busy for days if need be.

When the three of us had finished, Paige stood up and said, "Let's take a break and talk about our chapters. I need to stand up and move around for a minute." Oh shit. Anna put her computer on the coffee table and then took mine and put it on top of hers. Symbolic? Or was I just losing it? It would have helped had we sat at the table to discuss our erotic chapters but oh no, we were standing up and not far from each other either. I had no control of my eyes and they went where they chose as each woman talked. Anna went into great detail about my chapter with the guy lying in bed with the two women and taking many liberties short of making love. Just hearing her say the words personalized it and assured my continued erection. I tried to talk about their chapters but it was almost comical the way I tried to tone it down. Hell anybody would think I was a virgin. My problem was I wanted to make love to them so badly I was shaking inside and I was afraid to just let myself go. I could really embarrass myself if all they were intending to do was tease me. Anna voted for Paige's chapter so I did too. Hell it didn't matter and the sooner it was decided the sooner we'd stop talking about them. 




Teamwork



Chapter Six

Just when I thought we were going to sit down again and have a few minutes to relax Anna said, "I'm surprised at how warm this chemise is" and she casually removed it. Now she was standing in front of me totally naked except for those tiny panties. Oh my God what a vision. She really was petite and her breasts were beautiful. If they were as firm as they looked I was just certain I'd cum in my underwear if I were to just touch them. My world grew smaller until all I was aware of was Anna standing there smiling at me as my cock pointed at her with great determination. I wanted to be free of my underwear now and I didn't care who was in the room. I wanted to be able to feel it bob and move without the painful restraint of wet cotton.

While I stared at Anna, Paige didn't say anything but just undid her night shirt enough and pulled it over her head, tossing it toward their bedroom door. Now she was standing there naked except for her tiny scrap of silky material between her legs. What a contrast. Very blonde to very dark, very petite to taller than average. Small breasts to breasts that weren't the least bit small. Very fair complexion to an almost Mediterranean complexion. I was getting dizzy from trying to take both of them in. I tried to say something to Paige but I ran out of words. I just smiled at her and carefully put my hands on her hips as I kissed her. I finally managed to whisper, "You are stunning." 

"Thank you."

Anna brought me out of my reverie more or less when she asked me, "Have you ever been with two women or were you just writing out of thin air?" 

"No I've never been with two women before, not even in bikini's." 

"You wrote like you had." 

"I have a vivid imagination and I've seen dirty movies." 

"They're never very good I don't think. The written word is more powerful. Not as powerful as reality though." 

"I'm sure not." Paige moved until she was more in front of me and in a soft voice, 

"Let's make one more change before we start another chapter" and she calmly and slowly pulled my underwear down and I popped free as she continued until my underwear was on the floor. Damn did that feel good. I didn't even blush. I knew I was at least average size and I also knew I was as hard as a man could get so I just stood there while they looked at my cock standing at attention. 

The two women stood closer to me and more or less put their arms around me as Anna asked, "Well what should we write about now?" Looking back I think they had worked this out ahead of time but right then I existed from moment to moment. I knew I'd never experience anything like this ever again and I wanted to remember every second if I could. Paige moved her hand around my lower abdomen like she was about to touch my cock and said, "I think we should think up some teasing things to do and then write the chapter about them and weave it into the story." 

Paige continued with, "Like this" and her hand brushed very lightly up the inside of my thigh, caressed the side of my balls and very lightly over my cock sending jolts of excitement through me. 

Anna's voice was about two notes lower as she took my hand and put it on her right breast and moved it just enough to get me started as she said, "Or like this." "I was pretty sure I was enjoying that even more than she was but her eyes about half closed and she stood still while I discovered just how firm her breasts really were. I took her nipple in my hand and gently pinched it before forcing my hand away. 

"Or like this as Paige continued our silliness by slipping my hand between her legs. I felt the silkiness of her upper thigh and her legs spread just a little as my hand progressed over the tiny mound of fabric and her womanhood. It felt hot and damp in my hand and I took my time exploring before finally removing my hand from her. I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I would have signed over my home and my pension plan to them right then. Paige was trying to sound calm and in control as she said, "Any other teasing before we write our next chapter?" I didn't say anything but instead leaned over and took her nipple in my mouth and sucked her as I flicked my tongue back and forth over her nipple. It was as natural as breathing for me. I didn't even have to think about what I was doing. I heard Paige moan softly and felt her lean into me slightly. I wasn't as quick to stop that time and we were both on a dangerous course until she finally stepped back as she looked at me. They were in control of everything and I was a very willing subject it seemed. Paige straightened up and with a soft voice said, "Let's pour some more wine and try a short chapter." I was certain the only reason we were even bothering with writing was to prolong the teasing and I had mixed feelings about that. I was on a sensual high like none I'd ever been on before but I wanted to make love to those two women so much. How could I write when I saw bare breasts either way I turned? It was my turn to pour the wine so I filled our glasses and served while they watched me. I was their willing naked waiter.

So there I sat, bare assed and stone hard with a laptop pushing my cock down between my legs and tried to come up with my chapter while stealing looks at Anna and then Paige, back and forth. I could still feel Anna's firmness in my hand and I could feel Paige's nipple in my mouth. My chapter was going to be very short and it was going to be very poorly written. But it did have teasing or more accurately as far as I was concerned, foreplay in it and I did work it into the story. 

When the three of us were finished Paige said, "Okay Doug it 's your turn to go first." I read my chapter while the two women watched me closely. After their flattering comments Paige started reading hers. I couldn't believe I was sitting there unmoving and in the nude listening to a very attractive and nearly naked woman read erotica to me. When I was watching Paige read I felt Anna take my computer and set it aside allowing my cock to spring free. A second later I felt her gently take me in her hand. It was a good thing she didn't move but just the warmth and pressure of her hand on me had me holding my breath and fighting to listen to Paige read. There was little doubt in my mind at least that what Paige was reading was superior to what I wrote.

I couldn't just sit there passively anymore. My left hand went to Anna's hip and from there found its way between her legs. For the moment I didn't care that she was wearing those tiny panties. I felt her warmth and went straight for her mound. I could feel her legs move a little for me and she just watched me as I did what I could under the circumstances to tease her. When Paige finished reading she noticed what I was doing but didn't react other than smile and put her computer aside. Anna picked hers up and taking a deep breath started to read hers. My system was about to melt down as I listened to her read about just what we were doing and more. Just to hear those two read erotica was an unbelievable experience and it was only a moment later when my right hand went to Paige. Just as with Anna I felt her sex through her panties but then I worked my fingers under the edge and felt her moist warmth for the first time. Her legs went wide and she leaned back as she listened to Anna and felt my fingers do what they could under her panties. When Anna was done she put her computer aside and watched me tease Paige until my left hand went back to Anna. It wasn't easy to reach both of them at the same time but I sure as hell did what I could to tease them and myself. I knew the teasing game was likely over when first Paige and then Anna turned toward me and it sounded like stereo when they both said, "Let's go where we can be more comfortable." Oh yeah they had planned this whole adventure. 

Chapter Seven

We ended up in my bedroom and a moment later the three of us were on the bed and Paige and I were kissing. I felt Anna move and a minute later I looked at her and saw that she no longer wore panties. The tiny patch of hair between her legs was so fine and fair that it looked like she was completely shaved down there. I was on my back and Anna got over me and then we were kissing as I felt those extra firm breasts push into me. My hands went behind her and my left one reached down to feel her sweet little ass. I'd never been with two women before and I didn't know what the hell to do. I wanted both of them at the same time. I didn't have to worry long because they must have flipped a coin or something because the next thing I knew Paige was sitting up and straddling me and she had my cock in her hand sliding it up and down slowly. I had been so busy with Anna I didn't realize that Paige was nude now too and her dark hair was shaved to a narrow strip like an arrow pointing to paradise.

I watched and felt as she lowered herself onto me and my cock disappeared into her. I tried not to think about what I was feeling and seeing too much because I knew I wouldn't last long at all. I had to distract myself mentally at least a little bit. Paige started a quick up and down movement and I couldn't help but watch as my cock appeared and then disappeared again and again. Then she was rocking her pelvis up toward my belly and then down in rapid movements until she had an orgasm. I couldn't believe I'd lasted long enough for that to happen. But when it did it set me off and I started a frantic pumping with my pelvis and then pumped into her as I stayed buried deep in her. I wanted that to happen and yet I didn't. I wanted to be with Anna too.

Paige seemed satisfied for the moment and dropped down next to me. She put her arm over my chest and we kissed softly. Our immediate needs had been met but we both knew we had the rest of the evening and Sunday morning if we wanted it. Sweet Anna appeared with a warm wet washcloth and Paige cleaned us up. I was only half erect now at best and both of them lay down next to me and we cuddled for a few minutes. Then both of them started to gently touch me and kiss me again. I'd like to say that I rebounded in minutes but it took a while even though I was looking at Anna and wanted to make love to her more than anything. Paige put me in her mouth and started to slowly go up and down on my cock with her lips until she was kissing the base of my cock. Just watching her do that and feeling her warm mouth on me was all it took and a minute later she could no longer reach the base. She didn't stop though and worked on me until I was as hard as I'd been with her earlier. 

Anna saw that I was erect and ready for her but she didn't rush it. Paige and I shared something special but now I wanted to be with Anna so my attention went to her. Kissing seemed to be important to her and we spent some time tasting each other and exploring with our hands. I knew I was recovered and eager for her so I moved until I was over her and a moment later my cock head was disappearing into her. She felt wonderful as we made love. With Paige it had been wonderful too and she was great in bed, but it was purely a physical thing. With Anna it was like I felt a strong emotional connection with her and I wanted more and more of her. I didn't want it to end but it was so intense for me I knew I couldn't last. She had an orgasm and I was able to keep going. I wanted her to have a second one if she could before I lost control. I tried to distract my mind and I tried to change my pace, anything I could think of to prolong it but I felt it building inside of me and it wasn't to be denied. My body took control and my pace picked up until I was making her petite body bounce when I thrust forward. A few more of those thrusts and I went off. I don't think I made a sound but in my mind I did and I swear to this day I saw bright colors explode. I managed to open my eyes and saw the last of Anna's second orgasm. Paige may have had me first but Anna had the best I knew how to give. 

I was spent now and there wasn't anything anybody could do about it. I was with two very attractive and sexy women and we were all naked and together in bed. It was a dream come true but it didn't matter, I was done for quite a while. The only saving grace was both women seemed content to just lie next to me and rest. The next thing I knew it was Sunday morning and I felt Paige stirring against my right side. She got up for the bathroom and then Anna stirred on my left side. I turned to her and we smiled at each other. Very softly I said, "Morning Anna." 

"Morning lover. How do you feel?" 

"Like the luckiest man in the world should feel." 

"Ready to go home?" 

"Not really but I don't think I have what it would take to keep up with you two this morning." 

"I can understand that." 

"Now if we had until say noon or so..." 

"I wish we did have more time." Paige came back and volunteered to go raid the continental breakfast and bring it back so she got dressed and went downstairs.

Anna and I got dressed and I held her close and kissed her before saying, "I have to say you look very nice, just not as nice as you do when you're naked." 

"Spoken like a true man." 

"Have you and Paige known each other a long time?" 

"Quite a while. We met at a local writers workshop." 

"You two seem so comfortable with each other." 

"I'm sure we do. Paige and I were lovers for a short time." I almost fell over. 

"You sure know how to keep me off balance. So it's past tense?" 

"Yes." 

"I'm too stunned to even think of a question or a comment." 

"I figured I might as well be honest." 

"Thank you for that...I think."

When Paige returned the three of us ate and had our coffee. There was no point in dragging it out now, we had less than two hours before our keys had to be turned in. We brushed our teeth, packed our bags and headed for the lobby. There would be plenty of time to think about everything later as I was driving home. After dropping our key cards off at the desk we went outside. We stood halfway between our cars and talked for a minute. "Anna, Paige I think I'm in love with you both. This has been a memorable weekend and I hate to have it end. I know I have a thousand questions but I'm just too overwhelmed to sort them out." 

Both of them gave me an embrace and first Paige kissed me and said, "I can't wait to see what the three of us write next." 

Anna kissed me next and told me, "Doug you're like no one I've ever met. I think we're in love with you too." She gave me a look that made me melt as I watched them get into their car. 

Chapter Eight

My drive home seemed to go quickly. I could hardly believe what our weekend had turned into. Anna admitted that they had set me up but that still didn't tell me why they did it. I knew they didn't need to do that because they were love starved. I bounced thoughts, ideas and questions around all the way home and ended up with no answers. But I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face either. 

After I got home I tossed my bag in the bedroom and headed to the shower. No matter what I did though I couldn't get those two women out of my mind. No that wasn't quite right. I had to smile when I thought of Paige but when I thought of Anna I had to stop whatever I was doing. When she smiled she seduced me. She made me feel things I'd never experienced before. I seemed to be at loose ends, not interested in reading or writing. I wandered to the bedroom and decided I might as well empty my bag and do a load of laundry. I dumped the bag in the hamper and took the whole thing to the laundry room. I started the washer and added the soap and started to toss things into the washer as I did a half assed job of separating the colors from the whites. 

I tossed in my blue shirt and noticed a piece of paper float free of it. I fished it out and blotted it with a pair of underwear and then looked at it. The ink was running but I managed to read it. "Call me on my cell phone okay? Anytime after about three today. If you don't find this note until later call me anyway whatever time it is. It was a special weekend for me. Anna." I stood there looking at her phone number and smiling as the washer started to run and looked at my watch. It wasn't much past one o'clock. I tossed in some more clothes and went to make coffee. I had to find a way to kill a couple of hours. I tried to read but I couldn't keep my mind on that so I decided to work on my latest story idea. I had just nicely started an outline of sorts because I had a tight time line that I was working with. That seemed to work and the time flew. It was about twenty after when I shut down my computer and picked up the phone. 

When I heard her answer I smiled like I expected her to be able to see me. "Hi Anna." 

"Hi Doug. I'm glad you found the note." 

"It went in the washer and I almost missed it." 

"I'm glad you didn't. What are you doing?" 

"A load of laundry and trying to write. It took me quite a while to quit thinking about you every minute so I could concentrate." 

"What are you doing tonight, sleeping?" 

"I'm not tired and in fact I'm restless. Are you in your car?" 

"Yeah." 

"I won't keep you then. I'd feel awful if you were to have an accident while talking to me." 

"I won't. I feel kind of bad about the trick we pulled on you this weekend." 

"You can't even imagine the questions I have." 

"I have a good idea. I'd like to answer them for you but not on the phone." 

"Could I see you?" 

"Is that what you'd like?" 

"Very much." 

"When?" 

"If we weren't so far apart I'd say now." 

"How about in an hour." 

"How is that possible?" 

"I'm driving north. I'm halfway to you now." 

"You are amazing. You were that sure I'd call?" 

"If you didn't I was going to call you." 

"Do you know where I live?" 

"I was hoping you'd tell me." 

I gave her the directions and told her, "You won't have a lot of time before you'll have to leave again. You don't want to go to work tomorrow half asleep." 

"I'm not worried."

My mind was racing and getting nowhere. It was still sinking in that she was coming to my house. I'd see Anna again in an hour or so and it would just be the two of us. "Did you even make it home?" 

"I ran in, showered, dressed and left again." I didn't know what to say to her. 

"So you think you're within an hour of here?" 

"Less." 

"Don't drive too fast, I haven't even showered yet." 

"You shower fast and I'll keep driving fast." 

"Be careful okay?" 

"See you in half an hour or so." 

"Bye Anna." I didn't need half an hour to shower and dress. Twenty minutes later I was showered, shaved and dressed and was looking at my driveway through the window.

When I saw the dark blue car pull in it didn't register for a second. Then I remembered that it was Paige's car at the motel. I met her as she was coming up the walk. We shared a quick hug and kiss and went inside. When I had time to think about it later it would strike me that after spending the weekend with her and making love to her I was feeling awkward and nervous. This was different. This was just the two of us and it wasn't about making love or writing a story. It was about us. "Can I get you something to drink? Wine, soda, coffee..." 

"Just a soda." I was back in near record time and we settled on the couch. I made myself take a sip of my soda and then put it down. Taking her hand in mine I looked at her and said, "I can't believe you're here. What prompted you to do this?" She gave me just the smallest of smiles and looked at me. 

"For starters you deserve an explanation about the weekend." Before I could say anything she continued. "When Paige and I met you at the writer's conference we both liked you. We liked your writing style and...well we just liked you. You seemed sincere and almost bashful. It wasn't until the last day that I came up with the chain story idea. I didn't have a story in mind and it really was supposed to be just a story for fun and it was. But then I got this wild idea about teasing you with a sexy chapter and talked to Paige about it. She loved the idea so we hatched a plan just to tease you. After we had each written a chapter though things kind of got out of control. The next thing we knew we wanted to seduce you too." 




Teamwork



"I wanna watch you cum," I said as I peeled off my shirt.

"Alright," she said, tugging her pants over her hips, "but no touching. I don't think your girlfriend or my boyfriend would appreciate that."

We had a couple classes together, and had started hanging out several nights a week. For the most part we just watched TV together. We were both in long-distance relationships, and we were both horny as hell.

One night after the show ended, conversation drifted to our significant others. We complained about how frustrating the whole long-distance thing is. As our talk drifted into more sexual territory, a charge was building between us. We spoke frankly about masturbation, and what we fantasized about. The dam finally burst when she asked if I ever got off while thinking about her. I admitted that I did, frequently, and she said she did the same.

We talked about whether it was cheating, and decided it wasn't. So I suppose it was only natural to suggest masturbating together. That's how I found myself watching as she reached behind her back to undo her bra while I took off my boxers.

Both naked, we leaned back, facing one another across the couch. I wrapped my hand around my growing hard-on as I surveyed her body. She had tied her hair back in a simple ponytail, and her eyes stared hungrily at my cock. She slid her hands up to cup her breasts and pull on her nipples. Inhaling, she let them go, and I felt a surge as I watched them harden and contract.

I began stroking, squeezing the head of my cock between my thumb and forefinger. She held my gaze as she slowly, deliberately slid her hand down her body. Starting from her breast, moving down her belly and over her trimmed bush. She opened her thighs and spread her pussy to show me her wetness.

She closed her eyes and pushed two fingers inside. I groaned when I saw them emerge covered in her juices. She began to move her hand in small, tight circles over her clit. When she opened her eyes again, they fixed on my hand moving along my shaft.

As she slipped her fingers back inside, I shifted, sitting up so I could see better. I jealously watched them plunging in and out of her, and continued to stroke my cock. I imagined what her lips would feel like wrapped around me, and felt a surge of lust.

The smell of sex was strong around us. That musky, sweaty scent arousing us further. She was now fingering herself with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other.

I was on my knees and she was reclining back on the couch, her head on the armrest. I inched forward, desperately wanting to get closer.

I glanced up and saw that she was staring at my face. She licked her lips and we held eye contact for a long minute. The sounds that filled the room became increasingly urgent, sloppy and wet.

I felt a surge, and my cock throbbed in my hand. I gripped it tight and imagined it was me she was squeezing instead of her fingers. Her tits bounced as her motions grew more frantic, and I tried to match my stroke to hers.

When she started moaning I felt the pressure building. I closed my eyes and thrust my hips forward as an intense orgasm ripped through my body. My cock throbbed and twitched in my hand. As the final wave washed over me, I opened my eyes to find my last thrust left me further forward than intended.

I was kneeling between her spread thighs, my pelvis thrust forward. My cum had landed in her bush and all over her fingers, which were still moving in circles around her clit. She was making little sounds with each breath, squirming and gyrating her hips.

I gave my cock one final squeeze and watched the last pearl of cum drip onto her hand. Her shoulders started to shake. I stared, breathless, as my cum ran down her fingers onto her pussy. She was rubbing it into herself. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she suddenly moaned loudly. All at once, her hands stopped moving and her legs pulled shut. She rocked back and forth, cumming, with my spunk all over her.

After she caught her breath, she laughed and said "Next time, you're gonna have to sit further away... or wear a rubber."