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Target Practice Ch. 2

By: Chicago Bob



This is a continuation of my first posting, "Practice Date."
While it is not necessary to read "Practice Date" first, I recommend you do. It will help with the character development.
Additionally, to those of you who left feedback, thank you very much, I was flattered.

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While Saturday morning is the time I do yard work for Mrs. Webster, Friday afternoon is the time I try to do likewise around home. I attend a local college and don't have the money for my own place, so I volunteer to do most of the dirty work around the house. I want my parents to think they should keep feeding me.

I had just put the last of the lawn tools away and was heading inside for a cool drink and a warm shower when the phone started to ring.

"Hello."

"Oh, good, it's you. I was hoping you would answer." It was Mrs. Webster.

"Hi. How are you?"

"Hot for you, but that's not my immediate reason for calling. Do you have a minute, I want to ask a favor of you?"

"Sure, whatever you want." I was pretty sure she knew I would do anything she asked.

"If you have nothing planed for tonight, would you be so kind as to join me for what may turn out to be some new territory?"

I immediately remembered her comment of last Saturday when she alluded to "new territory" as maybe being her shapely ass. My cock twitched.

"I'm all yours. Tell me what you want me to do."

"I want you to be at my place at 9:00, tonight. Something like what you wore last week will be fine, and be sure to bring a pair of swimming trunks, baggies like last week, too. There is someone I want you to meet. See you tonight." The line went dead and I returned the earpiece to its cradle. Almost immediately the phone rang again.

"Hello."

"I forgot to tell you, no jacking off before you arrive. Bye." Click.

I looked at my watch, 6:30. Only two and one half-hours of not jacking off, I wondered if I could make it.

I did make it, and I knocked on Mrs. Webster's door ant exactly 9:00 PM.

She opened the door within moments, reached out with her hand and pulled me inside and embraced me, pushing her great tits into my chest and kissing me full on the mouth.

"I've missed you, Bobby. My pussy's missed you, too."

"I am truly thankful for that," I responded, my lips barely touching hers.

"Now, what are you here for? I know you want to know. All I can tell you is that a teacher friend of mine is here, and I thought she might like to meet you. I've told her we have a more than casual friendship, but no other details. If the two of you get along, well, we'll see. Now let me introduce you to her. She's, out by the pool."

When we got to the pool, Paula made the introductions, "Helen, this is my very good friend, Bob. Bob, this is my very good friend Helen, we teach at the same school."

"Helen, I am very happy to meet you. Paula has told me absolutely nothing about you."

"Wise ass," muttered Paula, and Helen smiled.

Now, let me tell you, Paula was a babe, I knew that both from close observation during the years I had been doing yard work for her, and from some very close personal contact last Saturday evening. At first glance, Helen was just as attractive. She had light brown hair, a beautiful face and even sitting in the patio chair it was easy to tell she had a real nice figure. She was obviously older than Paula, but how much I really couldn't say.

"There are chips and dip on the table, sodas too, if you want anything. We were waiting for you and then we thought we would have a little swim. What do you say?"

"Great. I'll change into my suit and be right out."

When I returned to the pool, both Paula and Helen were in the water, their shorts and blouses folded over the backs of their chairs. They were sitting on the middle step and the water came to their waists. Two beautiful women, four large boobs, and the promise of two fine asses awaited me. I took three quick steps and dove into the deep end. It was the only way I could conceal my rapidly growing cock.

We talked, laughed, told jokes and generally kidded around for about 15 minutes during which time the women only got wet to their shoulders, being careful to keep their hair dry.

I was wondering about that, when Paula said to Helen, "So, what do you think, do you want to move on to phase two?"

"I'm really nervous, but Bob does seem like a nice young man, just as you said. And, I am determined to move on to sometime, so it might as well be phase two."

Paula said to Helen, "Great, I am delighted for you. I'm sure you won't regret your decision."

Then to both of us, "Let's dry off a little, and I'll give Bob the background and then tell you both what I have in mind for the rest of the evening."

With large beach towels wrapped around us, and seated at the backyard picnic table, Paula presented her plans for the evening.

"Bob, I told Helen about last Saturday evening. Not in any great detail, but enough."
My eyes went straight to Helen's and I am sure she was blushing as much as I was.

Paula continued, "Helen was divorced five years ago, and has not had so much as a date since then. If that were not bad enough, she was raised in a very religious family and married a very religious, unimaginative man. For them, sex was only for babies, not for fun or pleasure. She and I have talked about this in great detail over the past few months and she wants to, how should I say this, expand her horizons. After our relationship changed last week, I presented her with the idea of the three of us getting together and she agreed to meet you. Now that she has meet you, she has agreed to move forward with her, let's call it, education. Helen, do you have anything you want to add?"

"Oh, Lord, I am so nervous and embarrassed," her voice was almost a whisper. "But I am resolved, and I trust Paula, and, Bob, I want you to promise you will never tell anyone about this, do you promise?"

"Yes, I do. Actually, Paula and I never talked about it, but I have no intentions of talking about us, either."

Paula interjected, "I never doubted you for an instant, but thank you."

"OK," continued Helen, "All this is so new to me, I can't even begin to tell you how scared I am. All my life I have been told sex was dirty and men were evil, and don't let them touch you except for your "wifely" duty and all kinds of crap like that. Can I say crap?"

Paula and I nodded.

"Now, here I am at the ripe old age of 43 and I see my life going down the toilet and I want to have some fun but I don't know how. Don't get me wrong, I've had men ask me out, but they are older, and undoubtedly experienced and that terrifies me. What am I to do, act frigid and refuse intimacy, or accept their advances and then not know what to do, other then lay on my back and spread my legs? I'm sure any man, other than that "ex" of mine, would expect a woman to do something, and I would be too afraid, worrying that I might make a fool of myself. It's humiliating! I want it to end! So there."

Paula looked at me and asked, "Are you all right with this?"

I nodded and said, "Yes, yes I am. I know how she feels, or at least a little bit about how she feels and, well, yes." I really couldn't think of anything else to say.

"All right," exclaimed Paula. "Now you two can stay here and chat for a few minutes, I have to do a little creative writing. Now while you're talking, don't forget that you two are going to have sex together tonight. " And with a huge grin on her face, she left me alone with Helen.

Talk about your pregnant silence. Finally Helen said, "She sure has a way about her, doesn't she?"

"A way I really like," I said. "Do you know what is going to happen next?"

"No, all we agreed to was that if I liked you, and if I then wanted to try some new things, she would take the lead and I would only have to do what I was told. She said it would be easier that way, and so far she is right about that."

"I have a policy of complete honesty with Paula. I decided last week that if she was going to share herself with me, she deserved to know my real feelings and emotions. We agreed to total honesty between us. I want to have the same starting point with you, do you mind?

"No I don't mind. I think it's great and I think all the more of you for putting your cards on the table, as they say."

"Then let me say that I think you are a really beautiful woman. When Paula called this afternoon and said she wanted me to meet a friend of hers and my mind immediately started going a million miles an hour. I had all kinds of fantasies. Would you be young, old, good looking, ugly, nice, mean, you know, all of that. Now that I know you a little, I just want to say I think you are as nice as you are attractive, and I think you are really, really, good looking. My cock's been hard almost every minute since I got here."

"Wow, I like your honesty. I would not have believed I could be attractive to such a good-looking young man as you. I think I am going to have a much better time tonight than I originally thought. Thank you."
'OK you two, I'm ready. Bob, you can shower in the guest bath. I laid out what I think you didn't bring. When you're ready, we'll see you in the living room. Helen, you and I will change in my room."

"Change? Change into what? All I have is my shorts and blouse. I wore the swim suit under them."

"No, you have some other things here, too. I went shopping for you on the way home this afternoon. I knew that after you met Bob you would want to continue. You'll love the items I picked out for you. Come on, where're wasting time."

I cleaned up quickly and was waiting in the living room when I heard Helen shriek from the bedroom, "You don't expect me to wear that, do you?

That was promising.

About twenty minutes later the women entered the living room and I let out an audible gasp. Paula was dressed in a sexy short, red, skirt and an almost see through white, silk blouse with the hint of a red bra beneath. Her legs were, once again, encased in stockings, but this time they were red instead of black. She wore red high-heeled pumps. She looked better than last week, and that was saying a lot.

Helen looked like the fairy queen. She wore a knee length, pale blue silk dress that flowed with her body like a soft breeze. The skirt was loose and flowing while the bodice looked like a second skin. Her breasts looked so inviting. Helen, too, wore stockings, black to match her shoes. I wondered how Paula could have found clothes that fit so perfectly.

I stood as they entered and simply said, "Wow." I felt my cock rise to meet them.

"Glad you like," said Paula. "What do you think of Helen?"

"This is going to be better than I thought, and I though it was going to be great. What's next?

"We are going to play strip poker," stated Paula, "but with special rules. Bob, please move three of the dining room chairs into the center of the living room. Move whatever you need to move to make room, then set up two of the wood TV tables. I am going to put a quilt on the table."

Chairs arranged so that they faced toward the center of a triangle, quilt in place on the dining room table, (for what I could not imagine) we sat down and looked at Paula.

She moved one of the TV tables to the center of the triangle formed by the chairs, and put the other one to the side of, and behind, her chair. Then she put a deck of cards on the center table and about seven or eight 3X5 cards on the other one.

'Now," she said, "here are the rules: One, regular rules of poker. Two, low hand looses an article of clothing and then performs a sexually related behavior for the person holding the winning hand. There is no time limit on the performance, it lasts till it's obviously over. Three, the person with the middle hand decides which article of clothing is removed, and what behavior is to be performed. Four, since neither Helen nor I are homosexual, when Bob is the middle man, he can select which article of clothing the low hand removes, but the behavior will be based on the appropriate card from that pile. That was the creative writing I was doing while you two chatted by the pool. Any questions?"

"What if we don't want to do what is asked?" This was Helen.

Paula responded, "No one has to do anything they don't want to do. I want us to have fun, good clean sexy fun, so if anyone feels they are pushed, just say so and we will change the behavior. Also, if anyone wants to stop the game at any time, just say so."

Helen nodded agreement and said, "OK, let's play."

As Paula dealt the first hand, five card draw, I asked Helen, "What was that comment about 'You don't expect me to wear that,' I heard from the bedroom?"

"Just you never mind. I'm sure you'll find out soon enough." She was red faced, but grinning broadly. I was glad to see she was really getting into this new behavior thing. Hell, I was the one who would benefit most. Two beautiful sexy ladies, and just me in the middle. I couldn't believe it. I starting thinking about what I could do to thank Paula.

Paula was low and Helen was high on the first hand. I grinned a devilish grin and told Paula I thought she should loose the blouse.

She smiled, stood, and slowly removed the garment. After tossing it on the easy chair, she did a twirl for us both and then reached for the pile of 3X5 cards.

"I was hoping this would happen early in the game. The first card is 'Introductory Grope'." Helen, you and I put Bob in an all girl sandwich and we are all allowed to get acquainted with each other's bodies. However, not touching any of the sexual places, that's tits, pussies, asses, or cocks. Everything in it's own time."

I stood and the women sandwiched me between them. This was good duty. I faced toward Helen so she was in front of me and I put my arms around her waist as she pressed her body into me. She felt wonderful. She was slightly hesitant at the beginning and leaned back slightly so as not to press her boobs into my chest, but she quickly got with the program and leaned in close. I guess she decided to follow her own advice and experience some new behaviors.

I bent my head and kissed her. First on the cheek, then on the neck, and then on the mouth. She met my kiss with more passion than I expected and I brushed my tongue against her lips. To my surprise she met my tongue with hers, and we explored each other's mouths.

Paula wasted no time behind me. She ground her tits into my back and ran her hands up and down my sides. I could feel her grinding her pelvis into the cheeks of my ass.

After Helen and I broke the kiss I just looked at her and ran my hands down her sides, under her breasts, and across her stomach. From there they traveled to her hips and as far down the sides of her legs as I could reach.
The feeling was exquisite. The silk of her dress allowed me to feel the garter belt and stockings she was wearing. My anticipation and my cock grew in reaction to this knowledge and I pushed my crotch into hers.

She sighed and put her head against my chest while I moved my hands up the front of her thighs, coming as close to her pussy as I thought I could, given the limitations Paula placed on this round.

We were all breathing heavily when I said, "Let's play another hand."

Helen laughed as she pulled away, "You just want to get me out of this dress."

"How could you tell?"

"I think that bulge in your pants is what gave me the clue."

Paula laughed and said, "Good for you, Helen, I am glad to see you are getting the feel of this. Your deal."

This time I ended up with the low hand and Helen was high. I just knew Paula would have me out of my pants in short order. I was right.

"Bob, would you be so kind as to remove your pants, and your socks and shoes, too, as they aren’t part of your clothing count. When you're ready, I want you to dance for Helen. She can touch you if she wants, but you can't touch her."

Oh, boy. I knew that if Paula kept winning I would be naked in no time. As I thought about it, I knew I would be naked in no time no matter what. The only other items I had left were my shirt and boxers.

And it was in exactly shirt and boxers that I stood in front of Helen and started my dance. Now, I had never done anything like this before, so I was a little slow on the upbeat. I did a few twirls, and then got what I thought was a bright idea.

I moved up close to Helen and straddled her chair. In this position I was squatting enough to have my crotch, with my very tented boxers, brushing against her thighs. I griped her chair back for balance, and slid across her thighs till my cock was pressing against her stomach.

She gasped, but otherwise just sat there. Paula said, "Remember, you're allowed to touch."

Taking the hint, Helen embraced me and pulled me even closer, pressing my cock against her

She looked into my eyes and said, "I like this game."

She then ran her hands up and down my back and then went to my legs. She caressed my thighs, reached around and grabbed my ass cheeks, then brought her hands back to my stomach, and pushed me away so that I was again standing in front of her, still tented like a horny kid, which I was.

Looking intently at the bulge in my boxers, Helen slowly moved her hands toward my covered cock. "Tell me if this hurts, or if I don't do it right." 

She then took hold of my cock through the material of my shorts. She pushed my member up so that she could stroke the underside with one hand and play with the head with the other, rubbing it between her thumb and two forefingers. She looked at me questioningly.

"You're doing just fine," I said. There was lust in my voice and knowing that mine was the first cock she had ever touched, just for fun anyway, made me all the more excited. I leaned into her touch.

"Are you close?"

"What?"

"Earth to Bob," it was Paula, "are you close to cumming?"

"Oh yeah."

"Then this session is over."

Helen released my cock with a sigh, and I withdrew with a sigh.

I looked at Paula and said, "You should have let me beat-off before I came over here."

"You're right, I should have, but I thought if Helen decided not to stay I would have just that much more cum for me."

"You two are so nasty, all this talk of cum and beating off. What's a sweet, innocent girl like me to think?"

"Think of cum and beating off," said Paula, "and maybe not just Bob."

To her credit, Helen just smiled and said, "Let's play."

This time Helen was low and I was high.

"Loose the dress, sweetie, and give Bob the same kind of dance that he gave you," said Paula using a very sexy, sultry voice. "Bob, you can touch, but only bare skin and stockings."

Helen rose and stood in front of me. She looked a little stressed, but said in a calm voice, "Will you please undo the back of my dress?"

I stood, unhooked the clasp at her neck and then started to lower the zipper. When I got it about half way down she said, "I'll handle it from here."

And she did. Moving slowly back and forth she maintained eye contact with me and said, "I hope you like this." With that she cupped her breasts and squeezed them a little. Then she reached down and grabbed a handful of skirt in each hand and slowly lifted the material till it was almost to her crotch. I leaned forward to get closer to her and literally ogled her long, shapely legs. She took a step back to keep the distance between us and wiggled her shoulders causing the top of her dress to fall to her breasts. Leaning forward and showing a lot of cleavage, she said, "Are you ready?"

My eyes moved from her tits to her eyes and back. I nodded.

In one fluid motion she stood, wiggled, and released. The dress dropped to the carpet, pooling at her feet. Stepping back and out of the dress she gave me the classic "bathing beauty" pose and said, "Am I what you hoped for?"


Target Practice Ch. 2



"Helen, you are fantastic!" And she was, too. Her boobs spilled out slightly over the top of her blue bra, and her blue panties were cut high, covering just enough to leave something for the imagination. I could tell she had trimmed her pussy hair, but I could not see enough to tell if she was completely smooth, as was Paula.

Paula was watching closely as Helen moved toward me and straddled my legs. Because of her shorter height, she ended up actually sitting on my lap. With a wicked smile she put her arms around my neck and pulled herself closer so that her pussy was pressing against my cock and her boobs were crushed against my chest.

"I feel so naughty," she whispered in my ear, "but I love it. Touch me."

I immediately begin to caress her back, her ass, which had very little material covering it, and her legs. I tried to reach between us and rub her stomach but she was pressing herself too tightly against me. And all the time I was caressing, she was grinding her pussy against my cock.

Suddenly I felt the pressure rising and said, "Stop, stop, or I'll cum."

Helen said, "It's OK. Cum! I want you to cum. I'm so turned on! Cum for me.

"Oh no you don't," cried Paula as she moved to pull Helen off my lap.

Helen was almost gasping for air, and I was breathing fast and hard. I leaned forward and kisser her stomach, just above the top of her panties.
She held my head and said, "I really like this game. I really do."

Paula won and I lost the next hand. Helen grinned and said, "Time for the boxers. And I want to see Paula play with your cock."

I stripped off my shorts and stood in front of the women with my hard cock sticking out between the tails of my shirt. I got even harder when I noticed the appreciative look I got from Helen. I turned toward her and raised the shirttails.

Paula smiled sweetly and said, "Might as well loose the shirt, too."

"Let me take it off," said Helen and she jumped from her chair and started to work on the buttons. When my shirt was off she closed the distance between us and once again pressed her body to my now naked frame.

"Let me get to work," said Paula and she knelt beside us.

Paula pried us apart just enough to get her hand around my cock and then she told Helen to spread her legs. Helen did and Paula pressed my cock against the fabric covering Helen's pussy.

Helen shuddered and said, "Oh god, that is so sexy."

Paula reached through Helen's legs from behind and using the palm side of her fingers slid my cock across Helen's panty clad pussy. With Paula's hand out of the way, Helen and I really ground our hips together. Helen kind of squatted trying to get more friction from my cock. This woman was hot, and enjoying her new found sexual freedom. I was hot and enjoying my new found sexual partner. And the night was still young.

This time Paula knew when to call it quits and the three of us returned to our chairs.

I sat there without a stitch of clothing and both women focused on my cock. I brazenly took hold of it and scooted down a little on the seat of the chair.

"You like?" I said.

"We like," came the simultaneous response.

Paula looked at me and said, "Do you think it's time for a little relief?"

"That would be nice. I'm really ready here. Twice I've come so close it was almost painful."

"Well we can't have that. I should have told you to masturbate before you arrived, but this will work out fine.

"Helen, ready for a treat?"

"Sure, what are you going to do?"

To Helen, "Follow and watch." To me, "To the mirror."

With an audience no less. I didn't care. I needed relief and an audience of Helen was OK with me. I wondered if she would be shocked.

Just as before, Paula grabbed a towel on the way to the bedroom. She laid it on the floor in the same place and without needing directions, I took my place. My cock was ready.

Paula looked at Helen and said, "You can stand here, on this side of Bob, or you can watch in the mirror."

Poor Helen, she didn't know what to expect. But she soon figured it out. I saw the clear look of understanding the moment Paula knelt behind me and reached around for my cock. Helen's interest picked up quite a bit.

I was so horny, so ready, so sensitive, it didn't take long, only about twenty seconds of light stroking and I was shooting my load onto the mirror where it joined the dried leftovers of last Saturday. I got off four strong streams before I started to fade. Paula, bless her heart, kept stroking through it all and stopped only when I started to pull away due to increased sensitivity.

Helen said, "Oh my. That was a first for me. I liked it. It was so erotic. I never knew a man had so much or could shoot so far." She was really focused on my now softening cock, which Paula had started to milk dry.

"The towel is in the bath. We'll wait in the living room. Better?"

"Oh yea, lots better. Thank you."

The next hand Paula lost and I won.

Without hesitation, Helen said to Paula, "Loose the skirt, let him take a good look at you, and let's play another hand."

Paula just smiled, unfastened the back of her skirt, and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing red panties, same style as Helen's, and they looked great on her. She walked over to me and stood in front of me, legs spread obscenely with her pelvis thrust forward. I could easily see the folds of her pussy through the material.

"Too bad she didn't say you could touch me."

"Yea, too bad."

Never mind that you too, deal.

Helen lost again. I wondered if in her present state of arousal she wasn't throwing good cards away. I hoped so. I was the winner.

"Well," said Paula looking directly at Helen. "Are you ready to take this to the next level?"

"The next level and the next." There was raw lust in her eyes. She looked like a woman possessed.

"Well then, this time you can give Bob a little show. Follow me," and she went into the dinning room.

We stood next to the table and I suddenly realized the reason for the quilt. It was padding. At that moment I was in absolute awe of Paula. She was so creative, so mischievous, so nasty!

Bob, sit here at the head of the table. Helen, strip off your bra and panties, and then from the table top, exhibit yourself to Bob in as many different positions as you can think of. If you can't think of enough, we'll make suggestions. Bob, you can touch her anywhere and anyhow you want, and when you're not touching her, you can touch me."

I think Helen almost wet her panties she was so excited. She seemed to be more willing to reveal her charms than I would have thought. I welcomed her response.

I wanted to add to her arousal so I said, "I've been waiting for this since I first saw you. I want to see your tits. I want to feel them and suck on them. I want to see your naked pussy. I want you to spread for me and show me everything. I want to touch you and play with you. I want to lick your lips and suck on your clit. I want to make you cum on my tongue.

"Oh, my god," shuddered Helen, "I want it, I want it all. Do it to me, do it all."

Her eyes looked slightly glazed and a bit out of focus. Paula came up behind her and unfastened her bra. Helen rolled her shoulders forward and let it fall to the floor. Next, Paula grasped the tops of Helen's panties and slowly lowered them. When they had joined the bra on the floor Helen spread her legs and let me see her naked pussy for the first time. She had trimmed the hair around her pussy lips but left a small triangle just above the slit. Her inner lips protruded enough for me to see how wet she was. It was a very erotic sight.

"On the table, baby," whispered Paula into Helen's ear, "and show him everything."

Helen backed toward the table and, raising to her tiptoes, put her fine ass on the quilt. She was just to my left as I sat in the chair. She leaned back at an angle so she could align herself directly in front of me. When her back was on the table she raised her legs and spread them wide, giving me a close-up of her sopping wet pussy. I leaned forward and breathed in her aroma. She smelled of musk and sex. She smelled wonderful.

"Use your fingers to spread your lips for him." It was Paula, now standing at my shoulder, as enthralled with the view as I was.

Helen did as she was told and exposed herself completely.

"Is Bob the first man to see you like this? To see your wet, wanton pussy spread wide and inviting?"

"Yes, he's the first. Do you like it? Is it what you wanted" She was breathing hard and fast. Her words came in twos and threes. She was so hot and so ready.

I stood and reached out with both hands and placed them on her nylon-clad legs, at the ankles. She took in a quick breath. I slowly moved my hands down the inside of her legs being careful to make as much contact with them as possible. When I got to the tops of her stockings I reversed the direction of my caress and moved back toward her ankles.

When I changed direction, Helen whimpered, "No. My pussy, feel my pussy. I want you to touch me. I beg you, please touch me." 

At this point Paula left my side and climbed up on the table positioning herself behind Helen. "Here, lift up a little. I think this is the only position you need to do right now."

Helen raised her torso and Paula worked her way under Helen so that she had her head on Paula's lower abdomen and Paula's legs were stretched out toward me.

"Give me her legs."

I slid my hands down to Helen's knees and pushed her legs back till Paula could hold them easily. This exposed Helen's pussy to me even more than before. Her lips parted slightly on their own showing the promise of the pleasures to be found inside. I wanted to fuck her so badly I almost came. And Paula had just jacked me off. Helen was a real turn on for me.

Paula was almost at hot as Helen and I. "Eat her, lick her lips, lick her clit, suck on her. Make her cum!"

Who am I to ignore such instructions? I leaned forward till my mouth was inches from its target. I blew softly on the exposed lips and then licked her pussy from bottom to top, hard.

Helen's whole body shuddered violently and she cried, "Oh god yes!" Then more quietly, "I never believed anything could feel so good. In all my life I've never felt anything better."

"Just wait," said Paula, "that was nothing."

Just as I was about to get serious with Helen's pussy I noticed her look up into Paula's eyes, doubting that there could be anything better. I resolved to show her that, indeed, things could get better.

Slowly I parted her lips with my fingers and then licked the length of her pussy again. Another shudder, another gasp. Leaning in, I extended my tongue and shoved it into her vagina till my whole mouth covered her sex.

Breathing through my nose, I played with her pussy using my tongue, in and out, around and around. By now Helen was moaning softly and trying to raise her hips to increase the contact with my mouth. I moved towards her clit.

Gently at first I just barely let my tongue caress her sensitive button. I knew I was the first and I wanted to be the best. When some other guy was in my place I wanted her to wish it were me. I gave her long licks, using as much surface of my tongue as I could, making each lick just slightly harder than the one before.

By now she was almost thrashing on the table. Paula was working hard to keep a grip on Helen's knees and I had stood again and was pushing down on her thighs. Together, we held her in place.

Paula whispered in Helen's ear, "Too much?"

"No, NO. Do it. DO IT! I want it. I love it. Don't stop."

I don't know why she bothered to say 'don't stop,' I had no intention of stopping.

I started to suck on her clit, first a little, and then more aggressively. Like the week before, with Paula, I tried to be sensitive to Helen's responses and to repeat those things that seemed to bring pleasure. I could tell immediately that sucking her clit was better for her than licking it.

So I sucked, and she cried out, "Oh my god yes! Do that, do that, do that."

So I did, for about another minute, and then she came. It was her first orgasm and it was powerful.

Ahhhhhhhhh! Oh Lord, Oh God, Oh YES, OH YESSSSSSS!

I was still sucking on her clit but she pushed me away with her hands. I realized she must be hyper sensitive about now so I did not resist her. I sat back and watched as her pussy spasmed in the unmistakable sign of orgasm.

Soon after that she started relax and Paula let me have control of Helen's legs, which I let rest on my shoulders while I kept my eyes on her sweet pussy.

Helen was crying softly and for a moment I panicked. Paula saw the fright in my eyes and shook her head, smiling.

Holding Helen tenderly, Paula whispered, "Was it as good for you as it was for us?"

Helen opened her eyes and looked up at Paula, then down at me.

Softly she said, "Thank you. Thank you. I can't begin to tell you how I feel right now. To think I've missed that all this time. What a fool I've been, what a fool."

We all rested for a few minutes and then I gently moved Helen's legs off my shoulders and Paula helped her to a sitting position.

Helen took a deep breath and said, "I'm thirsty."

I stood and let her sit in my chair. Paula went for some water, and Helen smiled.

"We can do that again sometime, can't we. This is not just for tonight, is it? I don't want to be a one night stand, you know."

"Any time you want, baby, any time you want." I tried to sound like Bogart.

Paula returned with the drinks and a cloth. While Helen drank, Paula cleaned my face, kissed my lips, and then handed the cloth to Helen.

"You might want to clean up a bit, you look pretty wet."

Helen spread her legs apart as if just now realizing her pussy was a sopping mess. "Oh, my," she muttered, surprise in her voice, and then cleaned herself.

Back in the living room we gravitated to our game chairs and sat. Helen, being very lady like, crossed her legs.

Paula said, "Now that pussies are starting to be exposed, I think it is only fair that we girls sit with our legs apart. This will help match our view of Bob."

"Oh, of course," said Helen, "fair is fair, isn't it."

She gave me a wink and with her hands on the inside of her knees, she spread her legs wide and then ran both hands up along the inside of her thighs, all the way to her pussy. Then she looked down and spread her lips with her fingers.

"Better?"

"Fantastic."

Helen then added, "Here we are, Bob's naked, I'm exposed, and Paula is almost fully dressed. Let's play cards."

We did and the girls were high and low. Time for another 3X5 card.

Instead of taking the one from the top of the pile, Paula flipped through the cards and pulled out one in the middle.

As if she had taken the top card she said, "What luck. You're going to love this, Bob."

With that she handed the card to Helen who read it and turned crimson, pretty much all over.

Now I'm thinking what could make this woman blush after she had watched Paula jack me off and I had just eaten her pussy to orgasm. If we weren't friends by now, we would never be.

Helen said, "I've never done that. I don't know if I could in front of you and Bob."

Paula replied, "You don't have to if you don't want to. I can start and you can join me, but only if you wish. Do you want to be beside me or stay with Bob?"

"I'll be beside you, I guess."

"What's on the card," I said. Helen handed it to me, but without making eye contact.

"The girls masturbate for Bob," I read. Now I understoood why Helen might be reluctant.

Paula moved in front of me, facing away, and said, "Want to do the bra and panties."

That needed no answer. I reached up and unhooked the bra. She leaned forward and let it fall. Still leaning she said, "Now the panties."

I grabbed the top elastic and pulled them down over her smooth, sweet ass leaning forward and kissing her left cheek as I did.

Paula walked to the dinning room table and took her position, lying on her back near the right side of the table, as oriented to the chair I had used for Helen. Helen, with only a little hesitation took her place beside Paula. I sat in the chair. There was lust in my heart. This was not only a first for me, it was 'double your pleasure, double your fun.' My cock was standing at attention.

With a grin in her voice Paula said, "Oh, did I mention that Bob is allowed to touch? And sweetie, please help us with arranging our legs, I want you to have a good view. Once in position, work the quilt so our heels catch. That way we won't have to strain to maintain position for you."

I loved this woman! She is so thoughtful!

Paula scooted down and placed her heels on the edge of the table with her knees apart. Helen, to her credit, matched Paula's position and spread her knees. When they were settled, I had an excellent view and they seemed comfortable. Let the joy begin.

Paula caressed her breasts and twirled her nipples between her thumb and forefinger. She squeezed her breasts together and much to my delight brought them in turn close to her mouth so she could lick the nipples.

Helen watched Paula's every move, but did nothing. I could tell she wanted to, but was just reluctant. I placed my hands on the inside knee of each woman, and began to caress their thighs down to the stocking tops and then back to the knee. I did this repeatedly and then moved to the soft flesh of their thighs, finally arriving at their pussies after about five minutes.
All this time Paula had been playing with her tits, sometimes looking at me but mostly with her eyes closed. Helen was much more relaxed, but as yet was enjoying only my attention. I ran a finger between the lips of each pussy, all the way from top to bottom and then back again.

Next I pressed my finger in a little more and repeated the exercise. Both women moaned softly and Helen reached for her breasts clasping each of them and pushing them together. Her eyes were closed and she was definitely getting into this.

I kept moving my fingers up and down their pussies for another few minutes and then added a second finger to each one. Both women were incredibly wet by now and my fingers slid in easily. I pushed them the entire way in and used my thumb to put pressure on their clits. That got a response.

Paula lowered one hand to her pussy and covered my thumb with her fingers. She then slid them under my thumb and inserted two of her fingers into her pussy. That made four. I couldn't believe it. Together we fucked her pussy with our fingers. Finally, she withdrew and went to work on her clit, while her other hand roamed over her breasts.

Helen was still holding her boobs and I said, "Helen, give me one of your hands."

Her right hand left her breast and slowly moved down her stomach. I withdrew my fingers and she moaned. Moving with purpose I took her hand and guided it to her pussy. She did not resist.

Once I had her fingers on her pussy I pushed against them and moved them slightly trying to stimulate her to do herself. After a few moments of this I raised her hand slightly and guided her middle finger into her pussy.

I used it to stroke herself but I was sure I was not bringing her all that much pleasure. Then slowly she started to take control of the situation and was soon pleasuring herself with two fingers. The women were in almost the same position, one hand working their breasts, the other fingering their pussies.

I decided to return my fingers to Helen's pussy. Slowly and carefully, I slid two fingers into her and began to work them around in her vagina. She moaned and started to work on her clit. I was delighted with her response.

This lasted for about five more minutes and then Paula began to make sounds that I interpreted as the notification of impending eruption. I really went to work on her pussy, matching her own increased ministrations to her clit.




Target Practice Ch. 2



About a minute later she came, and boy did she ever. She squeezed her legs together, trapping my fingers, but I didn't care, I could feel her still working her clit so I just kept working her vagina. She was unusually silent, just emitting soft mewing sounds, but she really clinched her legs together. I stopped diddling when she stopped working her clit, and she slowly relaxed.

Our eyes met and she whispered, "Oh Bobby, was that as good for you as it was for me?"

I just smiled and made a kissing gesture with my lips.

When I looked toward Helen she was looking at me and said, "I tried, but I think I'm going to need some private practice before I can do this in public."

"You did great," I said. "You were stroking you clit and rubbing you tits and everything. Just watching you turned me on. Besides, I'm sure we can get you off again before the night is through."

"You got that right," sighed Paula as she sat up. "You started, that's a big first step. I know masturbating in front of someone else is difficult at first but if you want to, we can help you practice. I'm impressed that you even got up here with me."

"Me, too," I stated. In fact, to be honest, I have never jacked myself off in front of anyone."

"The night is young," said Paula as she moved to the floor. "Come on you guys, let's get a little something to eat."

We moved to the kitchen and Paula set out a plate of sandwiches she must have made earlier in the evening. We each took a plate, ladled on some food, grabbed a soda and went back to the living room.

I set up a third TV tray and we sat.

It was only after a few minutes that I noticed both women had their legs crossed. "Hey, you two. What's with the crossed legs?"

They both looked at me like I was some kind of sex freak, but they parted and I said, "Thank you. That's much better."

When the food was gone Paula said there were two more rounds of the game still to play, but that we would no longer need the cards. She grabbed the 3 X 5 set and again looked through the pile until she found the card she wanted.

As before she handed the card to Helen who smiled and said, "I was wondering if this was going to happen."

"Are you willing/"

"Ready, willing, and able, I hope."

I was looking back and forth between them and Helen handed me the card. This time she kept eye contact.

I read, "The girls suck Bob's cock."

"To the sofa," said Paula, "whenever you're ready."

Without hesitation I moved toward the sofa.

They both followed and knelt on the floor in front of me. Paula took hold of my fully erect cock and said to Helen, "You first."

"Just be careful with the teeth, OK? That was me talking.

Helen laughed and said, "I'm smart enough to know not to bite the cock that feeds me." And with that she lowered her head and carefully took about two inches of my cock into her mouth.

As with any blow-job the first sensation is terrific. This time with Helen was no exception and was heightened by the knowledge that mine was the first cock she had ever tasted. I raised my hips to encourage her to take more of me into her mouth. She complied and was soon giving me some great sensations. Paula all the while was watching first me, than Helen, smiling like the Cheshire cat.

"What do you think of having a cock in your mouth," she asked Helen.

Helen raised her head and replied, "I like it, it turns me on. I thought at first it would be difficult for me but this is fine. If fact, my pussy tingles every time I take a lot into my mouth. It's an exciting experience. Let me watch you, now."

Paula reached out and took my cock. As she got into position she stroked it a time or two and then wrapped her mouth around it. She took four inches the first time and then did at least five after that. I really loved it when Paula sucked my cock. She always ran her tongue around the head before she went down on the rest. It felt great and I am sure my face showed it.

Helen watched with wide eyes for awhile and then said, "Let me try again."

Without a word, Paula passed it back and Helen went at it again. This time Paula cupped my balls and stroked my legs.

She looked at me and said, "Don't cum baby, this is just a warm up."

Helen raised her head and looked at Paula as if my cumming was a new thought. "Are you going to have him cum in my mouth?. I'm curious about the taste but I don't think I could handle as much as I saw him cum on the mirror. What if I choked?"

"Not to worry, when the time comes, you can decide how much, if any, you want. Now, let’s do this a little differently."

I knew exactly what she was talking about and without instructions I moved to the floor and lay on my back, my cock pointing to the heavens.

"Watch," said Paula as she moved over me and lowered her head to my cock. As she did I spread her pussy lips with my fingers and we made contact at the same time. Paula spread her legs wide so her pussy was just above my mouth and I took advantage of her kindness and licked her thoroughly and vigorously. She in turn swallowed my cock to my balls.

Helen took a serious interest in all of this and moved from front to back in order to see it all. As I pleasured Paula she sucked me with wild abandon. I was getting close and loving every minute when she suddenly raised her head and my cock slapped against my stomach.

"Finish me," she commanded, "just like last time." 

So I attend to her, sucking her clit harder and harder while she ground her pussy into my face. When she started to cum I made the necessary adjustments to save my life, a deep breath with hands under her legs, to pry her loose if necessary. As she came she stiffened, her legs clamping down on my head, just like every time before. Just when I thought I was about to pass out from lack of oxygen and push her off, she relaxed and I took a deep breath. She lay on top of me for a few minutes and then rolled off.

Helen looked down at me between Paula's legs, and said with a grin, "Dangerous work."

I grinned back.

Sitting up Paula said to Helen, "It's your turn."

Looking at me Helen asked, "Are you sure?" She was asking only to be polite, her face betrayed the lust she felt.

"Climb on," I said, "I really want you to."

And she did. Mimicking Paula's position perfectly, I tasted her again.

I quickly set about bringing her to orgasm for the second time. I licked her lips and probed her with my tongue. I used my fingers to penetrate her and then started to suck her clit.

Before starting on her clit in earnest, I could feel her working on my cock, getting more and more into her mouth as she gained experience. She was really good, and I wanted to cum, to be the first man she tasted, but I remembered Paula'a earlier assurance that my chance would come, so I tried to forget about me and concentrated on achieving my goal, her climax.

Paula, bless her heard, lifted Helen's head from my cock, "Just feel him for awhile. Rest your head on his thigh. There, like that."

Without Helen sucking my cock I could really concentrate on her pussy. I ran two then three fingers into her tight hole and sucked harder and harder on her clit. Soon she was moaning and saying, "Yes, yes, yes, yes." I knew I was on the right track.

Without warning she rose up on her hands and pushed her pussy into my mouth. "That's it! That! That! Oh god! Oh god! Oh yes! YES! YES! YES! And she collapsed on my leg, taking deep gasping breaths and moaning softly.

Paula was there stroking her hair and whispering in her ear, saying, "You did great, you were wonderful. Don't you just love the feeling?"

Helen didn't say too much but it felt like her head was nodding in response to each question. After a bit she rolled off me and sat up.

"Bob, you are so sweet. I just can't thank you enough. That was wonderful, just wonderful."

OK, you guys, one more act and the game is finished. Back to the chairs, and in deference to Bob, legs spread wide.

Once we were seated Paula went again to the 3X5 cards and Helen asked, "Don't you ever get tired of looking at pussy?" She spread her legs obscenely wide and looked down at her own as she asked this.

Focusing on her delightfully displayed organ I said, "Not yet, and I doubt if I ever will. I love pussy. I love the way it looks, the way it smells, the way it feels, the way it tastes. I love everything about pussy.

Paula smiled and said, "That's good to know. I'll be sure to make mine available to you more often."

Handing the last card to Helen, she asked, "What do you think/"

Helen read the card and said, "I don't understand."

Again she gave the card to me and I read, "Target Practice."

I hoped I was thing the same thing Paula was.

We both looked at Paula and she explained, "It's simple, we kneel in front of Bob and he masturbates for us. When he shoots, our mouths will be his target." 

"Oh my," said Helen.

From the tone of her voice it was difficult to tell if she was in favor of the idea.

"Too much?" Asked Paula,

"No, not at all. It's a great idea. I'm ready! Then looking at me she added, 
Where do you want me?"

"Right here, in front of me."

I stood and they both moved into position, about two feet in front of my cock. Taking my cock in my hand I started to stroke it when Paula jumped up and said, "Wait, I forgot," and ran toward the bathroom.

She returned with a dish and put it on a TV table and moved the table to her side.

"It's K-Y Jelly, a lubricant. We don't want you to get blisters, and we want you to last as long as you can. Take your time. Enjoy yourself while we enjoy the view."

With that she dipped her fingers into the dish and rubbed some of the cream on my cock. It was cool and when I again started to stroke it, it felt great. I sighed and the "girls" started to caress my legs and stomach. This time it was Helen who reached up to cup by balls and then to caress them ever so gently. Paula added a little K-Y from time to time and I stroked away.

I was in heaven. This was so hot, me jacking my cock with two really hot babes looking up at me while I did it. I was overwhelmed with lust and within a few minutes I started to feel the tension rising.

"I'm getting close."

They both straightened their backs and looked at me in anticipation. Paula knew what to expect, but Helen only had the mirror as a frame of reference. 

She said, "Who gets it first?"

I said, "You, if you want it?

Her eyes got that far away look and she spoke with sudden unbridled lust, "Yes, cum on me first. Shoot it into my mouth, I want to know the taste of cum. Cum for me Bob, cum for me."

That was all I needed, "Here it is!"

Helen leaned forward and opened her mouth wide. The first rope shot out hitting her first on the nose and then going into her mouth. It looked like it hit both her tongue and the inside of her cheek. I turned toward Paula who was equally responsive and shot my second stream across her face from her forehead to her chin, only about a quarter of it hitting her mouth.

Helen watched with her mouth open, cum on her tongue and clinging to her lower lip. 

I knew my third shot would not be as powerful as the first two, so I leaned closer to Helen and she met me half way. My third shot of cum hit her mouth dead center. She took it all and then held up her hand: 'No more.'

Paula had moved up real close and when I turned toward her my cock went into her mouth. She closed her lips around me and I finished by shooting two more strong shots into her mouth. When I was finished, Paula pulled back, her mouth closed, but obviously full of cum.

We both looked at Helen, who was sitting quite still, her mouth also full of cum. She didn't know quite what to do.

Paula pointed to her mouth and swallowed. She then opened for both of us to prove she had consumed my seed.

Helen took the hint and she too swallowed what was in her mouth.

"Tastes pretty good, not at all like I suspected it would. I could get used to this." Then she used her finger to move the cum on her lips into her mouth and swallowed again, smiling all the time.

Then she said, "Wow. That was great. I know I could get used to sucking cock and drinking cum." Helen was smiling happily.

Paula smiled too, obviously delighted at her friend's response to the evening. "Actually there is another hand to be dealt here, if Bob is up to it. 

"We've done a lot, but we need to fuck. Tell me baby," she said looking straight at me, "Don't you want to fuck us."

My half-hard cock grew at the thought and while it was growing Paula knee walked to the sofa. Resting her upper body on the cushions, she reached back and spread her pussy lips for me. "Just like last time," she said, "I think this is a good place for a nice hard cock, don't you?"

"Yes I do. Come on, Helen, you too."

Helen grinned, knee walked to the sofa, and took up the same position. She even reached back to spread her lips for me.

"You said you love everything about a pussy, so, fuck our pussies."

I knelt behind Helen and said, "You're getting to be a real potty mouth, aren’t you?"

"Shut up and fuck me."

I directed my cock towards the outside of her still drenched hole and Paula said, "Let me help." She took control and guided my swollen member to the entrance of Helen's vagina. Just as the head disappeared inside, Paula put her hand on the small of my back and pushed me forward, forcing my cock all the way into Helen pussy. Helen gasped and said, "Oh yes, that's it. That feels so good, fuck me, Bob, fuck me hard.

I looked at Paula and she said, "What are you looking at me for, the lady wants a hard fuck. Give her one."

I spent the next five minutes pumping into Helen's hot hole. Sweat was dripping from my chin and Paula was caressing my ass, sometimes reaching between my legs to fondle my balls. This was another high mark on the 'Bob-O Meter' of great times.

Then Paula surprised me once again. She placed her head on Helen's back and sighed, "Let me have a taste."

I slowed my pumping and pulled out of Helen's pussy. Paula gripped my cock at the base using her thumb and forefinger and then moved her head forward and took the whole length of me into her mouth. I felt her lips tighten and she pulled back, sucking Helen's juices off my shaft. It was intense, both for Paula and me but also for Helen who had looked back to watch.

Motivated by her quest for new experiences, Helen stated flatly, "I want to try that."

Paula took her position leaning on the sofa cushions and I moved over to enter her. She reached back and spread her lips. She was so sexy. I entered her without hesitation and stroked her fast and hard.

"Go, baby, go. Fuck me good. I love the way your cock feels inside of me. Fuck me hard."

I grabbed her hips just below the waist and pumped in and out of her with wild abandon. I was in total lust, intent on giving us both as much pleasure as I could. I was a man possessed.

Somewhere along the way, Helen had moved over to caress Paula's back and my ass. Like Paula, Helen too, reached in and cupped my balls in her hand. I was on fire.

"Let me taste her now," sighed Helen. "Let me suck your cock."

I slowed my assault on Paula's pussy and withdrew. Helen leaned in and took my cock into her mouth and plunged her face toward my body. I thought she was going to take it all, but she stopped short and pulled back, sucking hard enough to make a popping sound when my cock sprang free of her mouth.

"Interesting taste. Do I taste the same?" She was looking at me.

"No, the two of you taste different. Close, but definitely not the same. Paula is a little more tart than you are. How can I explain? It's kind of like the difference between orange juice and lemonade. Both are sweet, but each has its own. Does that help?"

"Yes. I know what you mean." Then Helen looked at Paula and asked, "Can he finish in me, and cum on our tits when he's ready? For some reason I really want him to cum on my tits, yours too. I want to see what it looks like, what it feels like. It's something new."

"Of course. That would be a great way finish."

Helen turned toward the sofa and stuck out her sweet ass. Looking back she watched me as she put a finger in her slit and rubbed it up and down, in and out.

"I'm really wet, aren’t I? I've never been this wet in all my life, and it's all thanks to your two. You've made me so happy."

I didn't waste any time. I quickly took my place behind her and slid into her. She was right. She was so wet there was hardly any friction. I grabbed her waist and pulled, burying myself inside her. I slammed my pelvis against her ass over and over. I felt my balls bang into her pussy. I was once more in lust.

Paula was right there, stroking my chest and back, then my ass, then my balls, softly saying, "Fuck her, baby, fuck her good. Remember, it's been a long time for her so give her all you've got, fuck her hard, make her cum on your cock."

Helen must have been inspired by Paula's ramblings for I felt her reach down and start to rub her clit with her fingers. She was really working at it, seemingly without any self-conscious thought.

Soon she was really worked up and groaned, "I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum. Oh yeah! Oh YEAH!

She pushed back into me with real purpose and I pushed forward into her with the same intent, to give her every chance to climax, and she did.

"OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD!" She was almost wailing and I could feel her vagina contracting around my cock.

This put me over the top and I almost shouted, "I'm ready, I'm gonna cum."

Helen snapped out of her rhapsody and gasped, "On my tits, on our tits."

I pulled back and she quickly spun around, sitting on the floor. Paula sat beside her and they put their arms around each other and look up at me.

I was stroking my cock and doing a count down. "Three, two, one, blastoff!" I shot my seed on their tits. First Helen, then Paula. The women half turned and leaned toward each other, their breasts meshed together and I aimed for the soft plateau between them. I moved closer so I wouldn't miss and splashed the last two shots squarely on their tits. I then stood over them and milked the last drops onto them.

Paula reached up and pulled me closer. She took my cock in her mouth and lovingly fondled me with her tongue. When she was finished Helen opened her mouth and I moved so she, too could suck me. I was exhausted. My knees started to shake and I sat back on the carpet.

The women were still pressed together and to my surprise, Paula started to rub my sperm laden cum over both their breasts. Helen joined her and soon they were gently massaging each other's tits. Totally erotic!

When they were finished, they leaned back against the sofa.

Helen said, "We've just got to do this again, soon."

Paula smiled and said, "You can count on it, my friend, you can count on it."