1 comments/ 65937 views/ 1 favorites Fantasies Can Cum True By: babygirlheather I'm bored, sitting on the couch, playing with my hair, wishing you'd come home from work already. Looking at the clock and knowing it will be hours, I pick up a book and begin to read it. Even though my eyes are looking at the words, my mind is in other places. I think about you and how much you turn me on. I think about how we love to role-play "daddy" and "baby," being that you are older and more experienced than I am. I start to fantasize about greeting you when you come home from work with a nice long kiss and imagine all the dirty, exciting things we might do tonight. I picture my hot wet mouth sliding over your hard shaft as you run your fingers through the hair I was just playing with. Just thinking about these naughty things has me moist in my panties. I realize that there is no way I can wait until you get home to take care of this! I will have to touch myself. I wish you could at least watch me rub my swollen clit since you were the motivation for my arousal. I go to the bedroom. I slide down my jeans and panties, pull my shirt off, and lay on my back on the bed. The sheets are cool to the touch. My hands begin to wander over my warm, naked body. Massaging my breasts and stomach, sliding my hands down my thighs and pressing them open. I'm pretending my hands are yours. I close my eyes and picture that you are the one gently touching my pussy lips and then slipping a finger up and down my slit. I'm surprised at the amount of wetness between my lips already. I bring my juice soaked finger up to my mouth so I can taste myself. I smile, seeing in my mind that you are so pleased that I wanted to taste it. I slide my finger back down my skin to my hot hole. I massage my clit, rubbing my wetness up and down. "Mmmmmm," I say out loud. I spread my legs wider as my breathing accelerates. Even though this is starting to really feel good, I regret that you are missing it. I pick up the phone to call your business cell phone. I dial the number as my heart pounds in anticipation. Will you be excited to hear what your naughty little girl is doing at home? Will you be upset because it just gets you frustrated at work? Or will you be too busy to even talk to me? "Hello?" you answer. "Hi daddy," I purr in a breathy voice, letting my fingers wander from my clit down to my entrance and back up. "What's wrong baby?" I moan, "I just need your cock so bad right now!" "You little bad girl!" you say excited. "What is daddy's baby doing?" "Rubbing my wet pussy." "Baby, you know I can't participate in this right now. I'm on a deadline," you say as I hear your office door shut and lock. "Can't you listen while you work, please daddy?" I beg as I moan. "Okay fine," you give in, "keep playing, but let me get back to work, baby." I am disappointed that you don't want to say naughty things to me to make me cum, but I keep playing as you told me to. I picture you at your desk, looking at your computer screen with a blank stare. I know you must have a raging hard-on under your desk from hearing my moans and desires. That makes me so excited. "Daddy, can I come to work with you tomorrow and hide under your desk all day?" I tease you. "No baby." "Please, daddy! Let me pull that hard cock out and suck it for you." "No baby," you say again. I know you're struggling not to touch it. "Aww daddy! You mean I can't sit on your desk with my legs spread? I want to show you how wet my pussy is for you now, daddy," I say with a loud moan. "Don't you want to taste it?" I'm trying my damnedest to get you to talk dirty to me and make me cum for you. I hear you breathing harder. "Of course I do baby, but daddy is working right now," you tell me calmly. "Daddy!" I'm getting frustrated, wanting your attention. "Pleasssssse make me cum!" "You're going to be in so much trouble when I get home, baby!" you say. "Mmmm, I can't wait!" I answer and smile. I rub my wetness up to my clit and circle the swollen little button. "Am I going to get spanked for playing while you're working, daddy?" "As a matter of fact, baby, do it for me right now!" you say with power and dominance. "Slap your pussy!" I smile, realizing that you couldn't resist me anymore and say, "Yes, daddy," without hesitating. You know how much I love my pussy spanked. I rub my clit once more before I bring my hand up and down with a loud SMACK! I moan out. "Thank you, daddy!" I say excitedly. I am getting close to creaming all over my fingers. "God you are such a bad girl calling daddy and making his cock hard as a rock," you express. "You're in for the fucking of a lifetime when I get home." "Ohhh daddy!" I scream. "Cum for me, baby," you demand. I cum hard for you. I arch my back and pump two fingers in and out of my cunt. I moan and scream in your ear. Waves of pleasure fill my body. I sink back into the pillow and feel so relaxed and happy that you were able to participate in some fashion. Anxious for you to come home I say, "Thank you daddy, don't work too late." "Oh don't worry about that baby, daddy wants to get home to that wet pussy as soon as possible!" you reply and hang up the phone. *** You come home from work. I walk over to you and kiss you softly. "How was your day, daddy?" I giggle. You grab me by the arm and say, "No talking," as you lead me to the bedroom. You sit on the bed with me standing in front of you and say, "Undress for me baby." I strip myself of my clothes for you. Standing before you naked now and my heart starting to pound harder. I don't know what you are planning, but I trust you completely. "Turn around and get on all fours," you demand. I do as I'm told getting down on all fours on the floor. I hear you undressing behind me, but I don't dare turn to look. Soon I feel your hands on my ass. Grazing across my bare skin gently, then pulling back and spanking me in one quick slap. I let out a yelp and feel my ass get hot. You reach your fingers between my legs to feel my pussy lips. "You aren't wet enough for me, baby," you say as you spank me again, this time harder. I moan out and feel tingles everywhere. You reach your fingers back to my lips. "Good girl," you say as you position yourself behind me. I feel your hardness spreading my lips. I want your cock so bad that I push my body back into you. You help guide your cock into my tight hole. I moan out in pleasure. You start fucking me hard. I hear the wet sounds of your cock sliding in and out of my pussy. Then you slap my ass again. I'm moaning like crazy now. You drive me insane. Just as I'm coming to climax you pull your cock out of me and let me catch my breath as you gently tease my clit with your cock head. "You want this cock in you, don't you baby?" you ask. "Yes, Daddy! Pleasssssssssse fuck me some more." You slam the full length of your cock back into my wet cunt. I moan out again as you fuck me like a crazed animal. I dig my nails into the carpet. You make me explode on your cock, and my pussy juice drips down my thighs and your balls. You stop and guide me up. You lay me back on the bed and stand next to me. "Clean me off baby," you say as you push your balls in my face. I lick and slurp up my juices from your cock and balls hungrily. "That's a good girl," you say. You start to play with my nipples and massage my breasts. I suck your cock-head into my mouth, craving your cum. You stop me and leave the room. You return with a lit candle in your hand. You sit down on the bed beside me where I'm laying. You continue to play with my breasts and then whisper, "This may hurt a little bit, baby." I bite my lip. You tip the candle and a stream of hot wax falls on my nipple. I am startled by how hot it is and moan out. It burns my nipple, but it cools fast. The other nipple gets the same sensation. Once both of my breasts are coated in the candle wax you put the candle on the nightstand and take a look at me. "You're so sexy, baby," you say as you lean down and suck one of my wax-coated nipples into your mouth. The now-hard wax disappears into your mouth and exposes my very sensitive nipple. You flick your tongue around my nipple, which is red from the hot wax and hard as glass. The sensations are multiplied now that my nipples are so sensitive and I feel another orgasm growing. You suck my other nipple into your mouth and clean all the wax off my breasts. Then you pinch my nipples and continue sucking them. I'm moaning out as you torture my breasts sucking my nipples hard. I'm amazed that I'm so close to cumming without any stimulation of my pussy, besides me grinding my hips into the air. "Oh my god, daddy!" I scream as my pussy starts to convulse and my juice starts to coat my lips again. "Mmm that's it baby, cum for me," you say. You get on top of me and slide your cock in me as I continue to orgasm. You fuck me hard once again putting my hands above my head and holding me down. It only takes maybe a dozen pumps in and out of my sopping wet hole for you to shoot your hot load in me. I shiver in pleasure another time. You collapse on the bed next to me after our astounding session. You sure did keep your promise you made on the phone from work. I think to myself, "That was the fucking of a lifetime," and smile. You lean over and kiss my sore nipples gently saying, "Maybe you should call me at my office more often." We laugh and kiss. Fantasies Can Cum True Let me tell you about something that happened to me recently. It was one of hottest things I’ve ever done and I wont forget it for a long time, maybe not ever. Ive been married to a wonderful man for 17 years now. Steve and I bought our first home together in the summer of 2001, in a small town in Quebec. Last summer, I got a job as a barmaid at our local bar and met some very interesting charactors. This story is about one of them. When I first laid eyes on Brian, I immediately noticed how much he resembled Justin Timberlake from NSYNC. He was tall and slim, with a head of blond curly hair, and had his ears and eyebrow pierced. Needless to say, he was hot. It made no difference to me that he was only 18 years old, in fact, I think that turned me on even more. I have always been attracted to men much younger than myself, and I was Brian’s senior by just a little over 20 years. Technically, he was young enough to be my son. He would hang out at the bar almost every night. It was nice to have some company when I was stuck working on the slower nights, and there was never a dull moment when he was around. Anytime he got close to me, I could feel my heart race and my palms would get wet, not to mention how it affected other regions of my body. He didn’t have any parents here to speak of, but worked for a company that did seasonal work. Eventually, he just didn’t have enough money to keep frequenting the bar and I gradually saw less and less of him. Well, I quit my job after about 6 months. As winter approached, less and less customers were coming in and it just wasn’t worth it anymore. I hardly saw Brian at all after that, and heard eventually that he moved to a neighboring town to find work. I didn’t think Id see him again. A few months later, my husband Steve got a phone call from him and all of a sudden we started seeing more of him. Brian was working at a plastic factory in the evenings, but he didn’t start until midnight so he still had most of his evenings free. He worked weekends also, but had Wednesday and Thursdays off. One Wednesday night, Brian called Steve and asked him if he wanted to go out. They decided to go to a bar near to where Brian now lives. I don’t relish staying home alone in the evenings, but Brian didn’t often go out without me so I didn’t mind. Besides, I had to be up early to see the kids off to school. They must have had a great time because they didn’t get home until about 4 am. I didn’t get to talk to Steve much when they came in, but we had quite an interesting conversation the following morning on the phone once he had arrived at work. He said that the two of them had been discussing the possibility of a 3some some night, and hubby had come very close to allowing it to happen that night. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. We have discussed the possibility of having another man in our bed several times before, but Steve always backed out, feeling uncertain as to how it would make him feel to watch another man touch his wife. For some reason though, he didn’t seem to feel threatened by Brian at all. I, on the other hand, needed a bit more reassurance that if we did go ahead and try something like this, it wouldn’t have a negative input on our relationship. No amount of fun is worth destroying over 17 years of marriage. Brian spent the night on our couch, and I was left alone with him the following day while Steve was at work and the kids were at school. Every time I looked at him I thought about how close we came to actually having sex. I couldn’t think of anything else for the entire day. He went home that evening, and I had honestly thought that my window of opportunity was now closed….and that Steve wouldn’t ever get into “that” kind of mood again. While taking Brian home, he asked me if I would ask Steve for him, if he could stay with us for a few days. Seems that his landlord wanted him out and he didn’t have anywhere else to go at the time. A friend of ours ended up picking him up the next day, with all of his stuff, and temporarily moved him into our basement. Now was the real test. Could I look at him day after day and not touch? Did I have that kind of willpower? Only time would tell, as I secretly hoped that Steve would again get into the “mood” that he was in the week before. After only a few days though, Brian told us that when he collected his pay that week, he would be going home to his family on the other side of the province. I would probably never see him again. All of a sudden, time was an issue. Was I going to get the chance to taste this sweet young man before he left? Wednesday morning already, and Brian was heading home tomorrow morning. He has been such a joy to have around. Steve and I have had tremendous sex since he has been around and we were both a little sorry that he was leaving so soon. I still had the small hope that something might happen before he left…but as the day and evening wore on, my hopes got dimmer and dimmer. Steve had told me earlier that he would probably be working late as he had some things to catch up on. Brian went out around 7 pm and said he would be back later. Steve called around 9:30 to tell me he was just finishing up and asked where Brian was. I told him that he had gone out, but he could probably find him and pick him up in town on his way home. An hour later, I still hadnt heard from either of them, so I called Steve on his cell. He had just found Brian and they were having a beer at the bar and would be home soon. Great, I thought. His last night here and they are going to spend it at the local bar getting tanked. I had just about given up hope at this point and resigned myself to getting ready for bed…..alone. I prepared my bath and got into the hot tub. The warm water felt wonderful as I felt the stresses of the day dissipate. I had been horny all day, so I didn’t think twice about letting my hands roam down to my pussy….and lay there in the tub gently stroking myself, thinking about how things could have been so much more interesting. After awhile I was starting to feel a little down at missing this great opportunity, so I got out and dried off. Just as I was finishing up, Steve called and said that they would be home soon. He also said that after giving it much thought, and given the fact that Brian was leaving in the morning, he might just allow me to have a little fun with him. Oh….my…..god. Was he finally going to allow this to happen? And with ALL the people I knew, this young man had to be the hottest and sexiest of them all. I was SO excited at this point. Steve told me to make sure that I was showered (had already done that) and in bed when they got home. Seeing as how I wasn’t sure exactly at what time they would be home, I wanted to be ready. It took me forever to fall asleep and I finally heard them come in around 1:00 am. I lay there, so wet with anticipation, and yet terrified at the same time. In the 17 years that Steve and I had been married, I had never had sex with another man. What if he doesn’t like my body? What if Steve asks him if he wants to join us and he says no? All sorts of terrible things started going through my mind, but my pussy was absolutely throbbing at this point, and I knew that despite my fears, there was no way I was going to miss out on a once in a lifetime opportunity such as this one. Steve came downstairs to our bedroom first. He had been drinking, but still had all his wits about him. We talked for a few minutes, to be sure that both of us were really sure about this. Im glad that he was not just willing to jump into anything like this, but was also concerned with all the emotions involved. After a few minutes, it was decided that we were going to go for it. Steve went back upstairs and told Brian to be downstairs and naked in 5 minutes. He came back downstairs and we waited together. After what seemed like an eternity (which was in fact less than 2 mins), I heard footsteps coming down the stairs towards my bedroom. The door had been closed, but Brian knocked gingerly and opened the door a little. “Were you serious?”, he asked Steve. Steve confirmed that he was and told him to come in. I turned to look at him. Here he stood, his 6’ frame, dressed in only a pair of tight black boxer breifs. He had a sheepish grin on his face and I could tell he was a little uncomfortable. I knew that he had quite a bit of sexual experience, even for his young age, but I was betting that he hadnt done anything like this before!! I could see the outline of his hard cock underneath his boxers, and watched it bounce free as he pulled his boxers off and let them hit the floor. He crawled into bed with us and I found myself in THE best possible position ever. If you have never been sandwiched between two lovers at the same time, I suggest you try it at least once. I was lying on my side facing my husband, and he told me to lie flat on my back. Brian leaned down to kiss me and I let my lips part without hesitation. His tongue felt so good inside my mouth, and I could feel his cold hands running over my body. I stopped kissing him long enough to reach over and kiss Steve. He was so turned on at this point and I knew there was no turning back. Brian and Steve both took a nipple into their mouths, gently sucking and nibbling on the sensitive flesh. My nipples were so hard that they hurt. I had my nipples pierced last year, and the bar that goes through them was already barely long enough to accommodate their size, but when I was REALLY turned on, the piercings dug into my flesh, creating both pleasure and pain. Steve let his other hand roam down to my pussy and commented on how wet I was already. All I could do was moan my reply, as I let myself float in the pleasure of having the attention of two male lovers. Steve turned to Brian and said, “Doesn’t my wife have a gorgeous pussy?”, to which Brian replied, “Yes, she does”. Steve told him that not only did it look good, but it also smelled and tasted wonderful. He told him to taste my pussy. Brian got down in between my legs, and gingerly licked the sensitive folds of skin there. I felt an electric shock go through my body and my nipples again responded with their pleasure/pain. I could tell that although he did have some experience in the past, he wasn’t nearly as experienced as Steve was, but the mere fact that it was someone other than my husband doing it to me, as well as my husband being there and WATCHING, that made it hot just the same. While Brian continued to eat me, Steve got up and stroked his already hard cock. He brought himself to the side of my head, and I opened my lips to take him inside my hot, wet mouth. I have always enjoyed sucking my husband’s cock and this time was no different. I took just the head into my mouth at first, gently sucking and pulling on it. Steve moans and I look up to see him watching Brian between my legs. I take his cock inside further and further, inch by inch, until the full length is buried in my mouth and throat. Steve looks over at Brian and asks him if he wants to fuck his slut wife. Brian excitedly replies yes and gives my pussy one last lick before getting up on his knees. This poor young man is SO nervous at this point, that he seems to have lost his hardon. Steve looks at me and tells me to suck his cock. Hubby says to me, “Once he is hard again, I want you to ride his cock again, just like you do mine. I want to watch your beautiful pussy being pounded by his young cock.” I get up and let Brian lie down. My god, he has got such a beautiful body and I want to touch him everywhere. I am delighted to see that he is completely shaved also. I take his semi hard cock into my mouth and start to slowly let it slip until it reaches the back of my throat. I swallow and can feel my throat closing around his cock. A moan escapes his lips and he reaches down to stroke my hair as I continue to suck his cock. Now and then I take it out of my mouth, and while continuing to stroke him with my hand, I lick the tender flesh of his balls. He moans again. After only a few minutes, he is rock hard again and ready for fucking. I continue to follow my husband’s direction and climb on top of him, straddling his hips. I take his cock in my hand and rub it back and fourth over my wet slit, teasing him slightly and at the same time, coating his cock with my juices. I place the head of his cock at the opening of my pussy and slowly let my weight push him deeper and deeper inside. He reaches out and pulls on my nipples, as I slowly start to raise and lower myself on his cock, grinding my pussy against him. Steve has detached himself from us at this point, and is standing behind us, watching Brian’s cock go in and out of my wet pussy. He tells me how beautiful it looks and asks Brian how much he likes fucking his wife. I lean forward and start to kiss Brian again. I love having his tongue in my mouth and I wrap my fingers in his curly hair. I can feel the tension building as I grind my pussy down on him harder, and faster. Steve is still behind us, and he puts both of his hands around my hips and pushes me down even harder onto Brian’s cock. Brian whispers that he is going to cum soon, and I can feel his hips thrusting upward to meet me. I reach back with my hand and cup his balls gently, massaging them. Seconds later, I can feel my own orgasm approaching, just as Brian says that he is coming too. The roam is then filled with the sounds of pleasure, as we both explode at the same time. Steve has come around to the side at this point and starts to kiss me, telling me just how fucking hot I am. I finally get off of Brian, and after a quick cigarette and trip to the washroom, we met again in my bed and I got to fall asleep between these 2 beautiful men. I don’t think Ive ever slept so well in my life. Early the next day, Brian left on a bus to go home. I don’t think he has any idea how much his brief stay with us affected our lives. He wont be soon forgotten. Sweet_Candi Fantasies Can Cum True "Like this?" Claire prompted, taking my hands and sliding them under her hips. I noticed Krista pulling Mallory's mouth to her nipples as well. Bridget, not one to fall behind, slid off the bench and splashed around behind Mallory, leaning over to kiss Krista as Mallory grazed. This continued for several minutes. Mallory was too busy to comment on the way Claire had settled into my lap, my cock secure in her tender young pussy. Then Mallory spoke again. "I licked Amal's chocolate hued nipples a bit more, and then stood above her, forcing my cunt onto her face, rubbing my clit along her lips. Her nose actually opened my pussy lips even wider." As she said this, Mallory acted out her words, offering Bridget the first sisterly lick. Krista slid closer and instantly, two tongues were wrestling to swallow Mallory's clit. Between sighs, Mallory resumed. "Amal was starved for sex, so she came again almost immediately. We rolled up out of the tub onto the air mattress, and fell into a 69. She did tell us afterwards that in her homeland, girls eat each other privately all the time. They just don't tell their husbands." "What happened next?" Claire asked, being the only sister with a free mouth. As for me, I had not yet come today, so my balls were tightening. I ached to ask for clarification where to blow my load, but sat silently, enjoying Claire's athletic hips milking me. "That's when our screams got the neighbours upset. When we didn't answer the doorbell, they just barged right in. I think old Mr. Ludweg almost had a heart attack right there. He didn't know whether to watch my tongue piercing Amal's labia or Amal fingerfucking my anus as she did figure eights on my clit with her tongue. His wife was about to drag him away." "What happened to stop her?" "My darling husband stood up in the tub, and offered them a gin and lemonade. Of course, being a good host, he offered them a choice of drinking something else. Mrs. L might be a senior citizen but she sure stripped fast and jumped in the tub to swallow his mighty sword. She was sucking it like she had not had anything to drink in months. Not even a 'may I'. She just fell to her knees and lifted it so the point was straight in the air. She dropped her head down and took the whole length in one swallow." "Here I had thought she was an old fuddy duddy Church Lady sort," I interjected, " clearly she had plenty of practice at giving head. I regretted not knowing her better sooner. Nothing against how Mal does me, of course, but Mrs. L had a particular way of rolling her tongue around my meat as she drew her head up from my root to my tip which I had never experienced before. Then, just as I was about to pop out of her mouth, she slid the tip of her tongue around my cockhead like it was a tasty treat, and went down again. After a few strokes, she started massaging my balls. She started mumbling. Even with her mouth full, I could understand, she was saying, 'blast your seed straight down my slut throat.' Or something like that." Mallory jumped in. "I thought she was saying, 'it's years since I've had one so nice and fat'. When Mr. L followed suit, I saw why. His peanut was old and shriveled." Bridget had now lain out on the air mattress, hauling Mallory over on top, offering her pussy to Mal's lips. Krista followed, lifting Mallory's hips off the mattress, so she could slide underneath and start licking between Mallory's thighs. Claire watched her sisters writhing together. She slid her own palm between her thighs, massaging her pubic mound. Mallory's face was glued to Bridget's pussy as the eldest Good sister's hips rose off the mattress, her muscles tensing as she howled her delight, and then relaxing as she slumped back to rest. Mallory did not even pause in her efforts, though she did slow her tempo from 'just walked across a desert with no food for a month' to 'a tasty treat after a filling dinner'. Krista was plainly more experienced than Mallory, gently teasing at first, teeth tasting labia, tongue exploring just inside, then lapping the flowing juices, keeping my wife just on the brink of orgasm, but never quite pushing her too far along. Finally, as Bridget came, Krista tongue fucked Mallory's swollen clit with rapid stabbing movements. Mallory wriggled her ass in the air, cumming al over her sister's face, but never letting her face desert Bridget's cunt. I picked up the story, since Mallory had her mouth filled with Bridget's clit. "Mr. L was sitting on a lawn chair, half naked sort of dejected looking, drinking gin as his wife licked my cock. I knew that wasn't fair. But I didn't know what to do. Fortunately, fate intervened in the form of the neighbour from the other side." "But I thought the couple went south for the winter," Bridget said. "Their adult daughter, Alisha, had just moved home, having recently split with her hubby. She must have heard the noise and peered over the fence. Next thing I knew, Alisha had climbed over the fence, strewing clothes behind her as she ran to the deck. Without so much as a hello, she immediately started deep throating Mr. L to an erection which, although not my size, was perfectly respectable. For the next few minutes, it was like Alisha and Mrs. L were having a blowjob contest. As each varied their efforts, the other followed suit and then added another wrinkle. If Alisha swallowed one of Mr. L's balls, then Mrs. L licked behind my balls. Then they proceeded to titfucking. Both had generous breasts, but Mrs. L had to really squeeze hers tight. Alisha's looked naturally bouncy. Mrs. L was much better at licking my pee slit as we tit fucked than Alisha was able to achieve with Mr. L." "What were Mallory and Amal doing al this while?" Claire asked. Her fingers joined my cock, stretching her young cunt and I thought I felt her baby finger toying with her own ass hole, tickling my balls from behind. "Mal had paused to rest with Amal. She must have known we were about to come. In fact, Mrs. L was purring like a kitten about how god my cum tasted. Mallory directed the action, steering Amal over to lick Alisha. Mallory took her first taste of Mr. L's cock. I was amazed how casual it all seemed. After all, she had never touched another man in all the years we had been together. After al our stories of sex with you girls, and then the surprises with the neighbourhood ladies, it just seemed natural." Claire was now bouncing up and down in the tub, both her cavities filled, as I continued. "Mallory ran her tongue down the underside of his shaft, and then tasted his precum. Knowing he was about to burst, she took only a few more licks. We could al see his balls tighten. Just then, Mallory squeezed his cock at the root, capturing his goo before it shot out. She then sat on his pole, riding him to a bursting forth of cream much like what Claire is about to receive. Meanwhile. Mrs. L proved to have a mouth like a Hoover. I pumped yet another load into her mouth. She climbed quickly out of the pool and ran across to the group. She shared a snowball with Alisha. Finally, I rested while the three women feasted on Mallory's cunt, licking Mr. L's ooze clean." "Almost clean," Mallory corrected, pausing from licking Bridget. "He seems shy to mention he got the last licks in on my cream pie." "Mallory, honey," said Bridget, "I'm so proud of what a little slut you are. Next time, I'll bring my strap on to fuck you like I did to the twins on Earth Day." Claire blushed. Mallory asked, "What was that like?" It was Krista who answered. "Totally unlike any other sort of sex. It was hard but cool, like a dildo, but had a very cock like motion. Plus knowing it is a woman fucking you gives it that whole lesbian sense of secure comfort, of knowing that your partner understands totally how you feel. The best part though was being in a 69 with your twin sister while you get fucked, then switching positions for round two. And with a strap on, there is no rest time required." Claire meanwhile shocked me by standing up in the tub, grabbing my cock in her hand as, just before I climaxed, she let it pop out of her cunt. "I'm not on the Pill," she warned. She steered me up out of the tub. Pointing the tip of my cock at Bridget's face and chest, she pumped me in her fist, making a streak of come spray across the eldest sister's tits, droplets coating her chin, and ooze dangling from her nose. Claire joined Mallory and Krista in licking Bridget clean, trading snowballs as they went. I slumped in a deck chair for a moment, then , enjoying watching, poured a fresh round of cocktails., guessing correctly what Mallory was about to say. "I think this National Nude Day party is just starting. It won't be done properly until I get to eat my husband's cum straight out of Bridget's pussy." "What about us?" asked the twins in unison. "We can either re-enact the Earth Day foursome fantasy, or I'll call the Ludwegs and Alisha and make it a Nude Day orgy. Your choice." "Orgy. Orgy. Orgy." chanted the twins. "But how about Amal?" asked Bridget. "I'd love to taste her too." "Oh. I saved the best for last," Mallory said, "Amal is moving in with us today. She's leaving her hubby and coming to work for us at the company." "And as our love slave," I added. "I guess that I won't dress up as a love slave for your Hallowe'en bash then," Bridget mock pouted, bending in front of me to start sucking my tired cock back to life. Krista and Claire slid underneath her, chewing roughly on her tits. This left Mallory the chance to taste Bridget's cunt without my cream in it. Bridget's blow job experience was obvious. She applied just perfect amounts of tongue and teeth, showing appreciation for how sensitive my skin was after the earlier rounds. My cock responded best when she dragged her teeth gently along the ridge of fiber under the cockhead, then stuck her tongue in my slit, followed by a swirling action, and then licking smoothly down the top of my shaft. After a few variations on this, I was rock hard. Bridget held my organ in her hand, slowly caressing it to maintain that state, looking at Mallory. "I think it's time you fulfill your hubby's fantasy, sis." "That is how all this started," Mallory replied, nodding encouragement. Her hand joined Bridget's on my cock as Bridget twisted around and lowered her wet pussy smoothly to swallow my cock. Mallory leaned in to kiss her older sister as I bumped my hips up to plunge my shaft deep into Bridget. The twins shifted, Claire taking a turn at licking Mallory's cunt as Krista licked at my balls from behind, murmuring in delight at how she was getting a face full of Bridget's cum. A short while later, we fulfilled our long delayed promise to have her lick my cream out of her sister. Once again, I was watching this, since the twins were busy eating each other at the time. Conveniently, this was the moment Amal arrived, quietly using the key we had given to her. She walked silently onto the deck and began licking my balls, caressing my cock like a sacred object. Claire and Krista quietly unwrapped Amal from her clothing, as excited as kids with a new toy. They probed her ripe body, poking at her firm breast, tweaking nipples in stereo, tasting her tummy. Soon, their tongues were wrestling over her clit. * * * The highlight of National Nude Day came many hours later. Alisha again heard our partying. This time, she brought over a strap on. Having heard from the twins how cool it was, Mallory demanded that our new neighbour fuck her good and hard. Alisha began by licking Mallory to make sure she was well lubed. Then, she gently inserted the tip of the toy, pushing gradually deeper. "Shove the whole thing in my cunt. Fuck me. Hard," Mallory demanded, grabbing Alisha by the hips and making the whole shaft plunge deep into her womb in a single stroke. "Come on guys, jump in," Mallory screamed as Alisha pounded her relentlessly. I fucked Alisha doggy style from behind as she flipped Mallory onto her back. Alisha kissed Mallory tenderly, but that was just a distraction while she slipped her hand behind Mal and spanked her with a half dozen hard slaps on the butt, driving Mallory up off the lounge chair to meet Alisha's thrusting toy cock. My tempo redoubled the penetration of the rubber cock into my wife. The twins suckled Alisha's dangling tits while Bridget and Amal tortured Mallory's nipples roughly with their teeth. As Mallory came, she reached up under me, squeezing my balls so I pumped into Alisha as Mallory's cum coated Alisha's fake cock. The other four women each came in rapid succession, then started slowly licking Alisha's cunt and toy clean. The playful jousting of tongues just created more girl to girl oral sex, until all of them had come more than we cared to count. "All this National Nude Day needs to be complete is a streaker," said Mallory. "Don't be silly. That would never happen in real life." I replied. "Never say never." Mallory reminded me. "Fantasies can come true."