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The Lottery Company Ch. 01

By: Rum



Walking from the beach to the hut, I was watching Leslie's silhouette. We passed into a copse of trees between the water and our quarters. I couldn't help it. I absolutely loved her body. The way her curves just flowed from one to the next made me sweat. So, this time I reached out and caressed her right hip while she walked. I sidled up to her and wrapped my arm around her form and cupped her belly. While I slowly moved upwards toward her breast, Katy hissed into my ear, "Fuck her. Go on, fuck her right here. I'll help you " 

Leslie heard the remark and giggled. Sometimes I can't stand that little cunt, Katy, but she does have her moments. This was one of them. I tugged at Leslie's bikini bottoms and felt myself growing hard in anticipation of burying myself balls deep into Leslie's wetness and reacquaint myself with the reason why I loved her body so. Katy was also getting into the mood. I could tell because I could hear her breathing becoming labored. She is such a sex hound and that's why she's here. She doesn't care how her sex is arranged, male, female, or any combination thereof. Katy would fuck Leslie or I, then she would blow whomever she didn't get to fuck. She's amazing that way. 

Theses two vixens are what kept me away from the world's population. Here we are on a tropical island and we're alone. Well, not really tropical but it's close enough to it and all three of us fantasize that it's somewhere like Fiji or Tahiti, so for us it is tropical. Food and other stores are dropped off for us every week by a "local" from the mainland. We've been living here for the past three months and I don't miss the world in the least. From all outward appearances neither did Leslie or Katy. Let me tell you this story from the beginning.

Nine months ago I met Leslie when I was being discharged from the hospital and she came to escort me to the front door. Standard hospital protocol and I knew it but since I was being sprung, I went along with the crap. I went along until she walked in the room. I was captivated immediately. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She was as tall as I was, at about 5'8", but what held me enthralled was her face. It was beautiful! No, what got my attention was her body! At about 18 years old she was the epitome of sensuality. Just pure sensuality is the only way I can describe her femininity. It wasn't her breasts...although they were perfect, not large but perfectly shaped and perfect for her frame. It wasn't her ass...although it was also perfect for her body. It wasn't her waist, either, but it did seem to perfectly mediate the junction of her torso and her legs. Her legs seemed to flow from that perfectly shaped ass. Nor was it her natural olive skinned color, what we call a Mediterranean color. In fact, it wasn't until later that next day that I could focus enough to realize that it wasn't any one attribute that stood out. It was the sum total of all of her feminine attributes and the way that they all seemed to fit together that fascinated me.

While she and I waited for my daughter to come and bring me home, we talked. She was a very pleasant and friendly person. She told me about her boyfriend and how he was older than she was. It turned out that he was 21 years old and she was hiding that fact from her parents. She seemed pretty proud of the fact that she was hiding his age, too. During the conversation we realized that we lived only about three blocks from each other. I'll admit I made a big deal of that fact. 

Well after I got home, I couldn't get her out of my mind. I mean, I didn't stalk her but I knew that I was getting to the point of obsession. About 2 months later, I went into the hospital for a colon operation due to the condition. While I was recuperating at home, I went for walks to get my strength back to par and one day I ran into Leslie. I knew this was my one and only opportunity so I shot the moon. I caught her eye and said hello. When she smiled at me I asked her if she remembered me. Well apparently she didn't so I told her who I was and where we'd met. Her eyes lit up in recognition and she admitted that she did remember me from the hospital. We talked for a few minutes and with my heart in my throat I told her where I lived and that she'd be more than welcome to visit while I recuperated. We left it at that and I went on my way and she to hers.

For the rest of that week I made sure I was home at around dinner time as that was roughly the time that we'd met on the street. Well, it took about a week and one day I noticed Leslie saunter up the apartment house driveway. I went outside to meet her before she could chicken out. I asked her upstairs to my apartment. She followed me inside and looked around my studio apartment while I turned on the stereo and found a jazz station. After she accepted my invitation, I got her a Coke to drink and we made small talk until she decided that it was time to go home. That whole time, I didn't make any moves on her because I didn't want to spook her. This is how things went for the next three or four times that she visited.

Then one day I noticed that she was pretty comfortable with me. I steered the conversation this time by asking about her boyfriend. I mentioned that she told me that he was 21 years old and that she was hiding that fact from her parents. Her remark totally stunned me when she declared, "He turned out to be a real asshole. All he wanted was for me to blow him. Whenever we were alone, all he did was try to get me to take his dick out and suck it for him. He hardly ever touched me but he sure wanted a blowjob."

So surprised was I that all I could manage was, "Wow that must have really sucked, huh? Doh, no pun intended!" That made her laugh and broke the ice. The conversation then took another unexpected turn when I told her that sex was meant for the enjoyment of both partners. She blushed at that. I surmised that she was a virgin. Maybe she had some experience but she was a virgin. I had opened the door for her and she walked right through. Her questions were thoughtful, direct and honest so I responded in kind. I especially wanted to be honest and make the conversation light and humorous so that she could be comfortable asking whatever she needed to know. My guess is that it worked.

The next time Leslie visited, she seemed even more comfortable with my company so I again took advantage of that fact and started to rub her shoulders in a gentle massage. After a while I leaned over and kissed her on the back of the neck while I moved lower on her back. Then her breathing became more labored as I caressed her back and moved to her sides and belly. She turned around so that she was looking me in the eyes. I asked her if she was comfortable kissing me because I was so much older than she was. Her reply was to lean forward and kiss me in a very suggestive and hungry kiss. She was all tongue and at the same time she sucked my tongue into her mouth. This began a tongue dance the likes I've never experienced. I mean, she was pretty worked up but I was purely boiling because of the kiss. I wanted to take this further and I did. I kept up the kiss while I caressed her face. Slowly I trailed my hands to her shoulders and moved further down to lightly caress her arms. Then I trailed kisses along her jaw to her neck and gave little butterfly kisses along her neck and upwards towards her ear. As I did this I moved my hands to her torso right alongside her breasts and held just on her ribs but very near her spectacular tits.

I don't know, nor do I care, which maneuver made her elicit slight sighs that told me everything I needed to know. Her breathing quickened and got deeper. I could almost feel her temperature rise accordingly. Her arms went around my neck in a tight embrace and that's when I made the first sexual contact. I slowly and deliberately moved my hands to her breasts, first feeling their heft and shape. Lightly caressing these most feminine attributes made Leslie's sighs become quiet low moans. It seemed so sexy to me to hear these quiet moans of pleasure. If anyone else were in the room, I'm sure that they would not have heard her pleasure and that seemed to fuel my own desire.

I continued to feel her breasts and I wanted to maximize the experience for her. Gradually I made the caresses harder. No, not harder, really. Maybe I should say I made the contact firmer. I fondled her tits through the blouse and bra that she was wearing but I also began to include her nipples. When I first tweaked her nipple, her reaction was like I shocked her little nub with electricity. Not only did her torso jump slightly but her legs did a kind of a hop at the same time. I've heard some women relate that having their nipple pinched made them feel the sensations shoot right to their pussy. Well, Leslie just showed me that it's true. I've never had a woman demonstrate the phenomenon so deliciously!

I knew that things were going along fine, so I upped the ante by sliding my hands inside her blouse, raising it so that I had unfettered access to her breasts. I hadn't expected Leslie's response. The little darling just raised her arms in an invitation to remove her blouse the easy way by sliding it over her head. I took the hint and after removing her blouse, I continued to explore her neck nearby her ear. As I continued to plant kisses around her throat and massage her tits and nipples I eased her to lie down while I feasted on her body. When I finally got her front clasp open I slowly maneuvered my kisses to those luscious tits. They aren't large; in fact they're small at about a 34 and probably a B cup. However, what really turned me on while eyeing her little tits is the fact that she has tiny brown nipples. That's fine with me though because I just adore itty bitty titties. After she admitted that she was embarrassed because they were so small I told her that small tits are sexier. I made sure that she understood that not all men are so awestruck by huge knockers. In no uncertain terms I told her that I prefer women with petite breasts. I then proceeded to show her just how much I liked small breasts. I kissed, licked and fondled her breasts until I thought she was going to cum just from the stimulation. 

I knew I had to move further if I was to get to my ultimate goal but I was unsure of how to proceed without alarming her. I mean, I wanted to either fuck her senseless or have her suck me into a coma. I realized that she was probably a virgin so how could I get to her sweet pussy without scaring her? I wanted her to feel comfortable. If she wanted to keep her virginity I would eat her pussy until she passed out. So what I did was to move down her torso until I was nibbling at her navel and then started to unbuckle her belt. I got the expected response. Like a bolt of lightning her hands clasped mine and held them from undoing her belt. Keeping my hands at her belt, I slid up until I could look into her eyes and lightly kiss her lips. Then as I held her gaze I said, "Les, I think that you're a virgin and that's ok. That's your decision to stay that way and I'll certainly respect that. I want to make you feel things that you probably haven't ever felt before. I'll never force anything on you that you don't want. Trust me, ok?" 

I could see the wheels turning in her eyes. She had to make a decision but she wanted her safety, too. "Trust me and I'll never make you regret what happens." That's all I said.

"What are you gonna do?" she asked. 

Still holding her belt with both of our hands I told her "I'm going to kiss you in places that you've only dreamt about." With that I slowly slid downward trailing kisses while I held her gaze. I couldn't help smiling to myself as I did so. She had a puzzled look. I think she realized what was in the wind after I paused at her breasts, then continued further south. The look of understanding was precious! Her face just exploded in recognition of what I intended. She kept hold of my hands but allowed me to open her belt and jeans while I nuzzled at her belly button. 

Once I had her trust, I knew that I was free to enjoy her body. I didn't want to just slake my own thirst, though. I wanted her to want more. I wanted her to seek further encounters, with me as the central character. I'm not a fool. I wanted to ravish her and for her to ravish me and desire more.

After opening her pants, I grabbed both her pants and panties by the waist and slowly slid them down her hips and legs. As her pubic hair came into view, I moved to kiss her mound with my lips and made her aware of my purpose. When her things had been removed from her legs, I began to caress her lower legs. After placing small chaste kisses to her pubic hair, I moved to caress her upper legs. I concentrated on her inner thighs while moving my kisses to where her legs met her mound. This seemed to get Leslie really hot because she started to breathe rather heavily. She held her thighs very tightly together, protecting her treasure. It took me some work and physical encouragement to get her to yield. But when she did open her thighs to my eager kisses and tongue, I knew that she wanted me to give her the best that I could.

Leslie's pussy opened to me when she opened her legs. I played it cool, though. I knew that just diving right in would be extremely pleasurable to her. I didn't want that, though. I wanted her to experience nothing short of earth shattering. To that end, I began giving light butterfly kisses to the inside of her opened thighs, close to her pussy. I wanted to tease her for a short time. I trailed kisses just to the juncture of leg and torso and moved back and forth between both legs. I skimmed kisses across the lips of that delectable pussy as I moved from one side to the other. When her moans turned to whimpers, I gave in and planted a long deep lingering wet kiss to her sloppy cunt. I loved it. I loved her wet tangy taste. I loved her aroma and I loved the fact that she tried to capture my entire face with the lips of her pussy. I hadn't even touched her clit or her vaginal opening, yet. 

All I remember was her enthusiasm for me to eat her pussy and her eagerness to slake my hunger for her sex. After she had come and calmed down, she tried to return the favor. I didn't let her. I just held to her naked body and "pillow talked" to her. The first thing I said to her was, "Christ, I love the way that you enjoyed that."

"That was the most amazing thing that I've ever felt."

"And you were worried that I was gonna make you do something that you didn't want to do, huh?'

"Yeah, well my past experience with men have usually been one sided, you know."

"I'd like that to change and I want to be the one to change it."

"Oh you have and you will. The only other satisfying relationship was with my best friend and we were just kids, back then."

I didn't say anything right away. I though I knew what she was saying but I just had to confirm it, you know? Since Leslie was so straightforward about her admission, I thought I'd just take the same tact. "What do you mean?"

"Well, as I said, we were kids, about 15 or 16 years old and I was way beyond curious about boys. Neither one of us had even been kissed and we were dying to learn. We made a pact that we would learn how to kiss from each other. So we did."

I knew, or rather felt that there was more so I probed, but I was a little more indirect. "You sure learned the lesson well, Leslie. Did you learn anything else from her?"

"Yeah", she said while blushing a deep red. "After a few 'lessons', Katy, that's her name by the way, hugged me tightly and our breasts rubbed against each other. God, I never felt anything so sexy. My pussy got so hot and wet from the contact and I think hers did too because she started to breath deep and fast, too. Then she really floored me when she started to rub my breast. I couldn't believe how hot that made me. I was so hot that I didn't try to stop her. In fact I never wanted her to stop and I broke the kiss to tell her. I think telling her that made her get hotter because she went under my shirt and bra to rub my bare breasts."

"Jesus, you're making me hot. Is that all you did?"

"No, after a while she told me to do it to her, too."

"Did you do it?"

"Yeah", she said while turning a deeper shade of red (if that was possible). "I did and I couldn't believe how much hotter we both got. I mean it was amazing how her boob felt. It was totally hot and I couldn't believe that my coochie was soaking wet. Even when I touched myself down there I didn't get that hot or wet. After awhile, we broke away from each other and just looked at each other. We didn't say anything for a minute and then she said that she'd better get home for dinner. After she left I couldn't think about anything other than what we'd done. In fact, while my family had dinner, I couldn't think about anything else. After dinner, I said that I had homework to do and went to my room and closed the door and touched myself all over just trying to make myself feel those feelings all over, again."

"Wow, Les, did you and Katy do it again?"

"Not right away. We kind of avoided each other for a few days. Then she saw me in school and asked if I wanted to hang out after school. I didn't want to completely avoid her. I mean, she is my best friend, so I told her yeah, meet me in front of school and she could come over and listen to my new CD. When we got to my house we said hello to my Mom and we went to my room. After I put the CD on I turned around and she was right there. She started to kiss me and I just melted in her hug, rubbing our breasts together. She then began to caress my beast with her hand, again. Then she broke the kiss and looked at me and asked if anyone ever touched me 'down there'. Now, she knew that I hadn't and when I didn't answer she moved her hand to rub me through my jeans. I got wet instantly and moaned because it felt so good. I didn't have to be told to do it to her, this time. I exploded and then when she had an orgasm, we broke apart. She broke the ice when she said that she wanted to do that since the last time she was over here. Then she said it felt better then when she did it to herself. I burst out laughing and told her that I felt the same way."

"Again we didn't see each other for a few days. Then a couple of days later, she just came over after school and I knew what we were going to do. I was hoping for her to come over and when she did, we just fell into our game. We'd rub each other and have an orgasm and she'd leave to go home. We did that four more times after the first time then just stopped. It felt weird but it felt awesome at the same time, you know? The last time we did it to each other was about 2 months ago."

"Wow, do you miss it?"

"Well, I did until today. Does that make Katy and me lesbians?"

"No, but if it did is that a bad thing?" I asked.

"I don't know but I never told this to anybody and I wouldn't want anybody to know, ok? People would make fun of us and I don't know if I could take that."

"Don't worry about that, Leslie. It doesn't mean that you're a lesbian. And if you were, that's ok because that would just be you being what you are. Being yourself isn't a bad thing it just means that you are what you are. Do you know what I mean?"

"Well, I wouldn't want people to think I was a freak."

"Being a lesbian doesn't make you a freak, Les. DOH, I wasn't calling you a lesbian, you know?"

That made her laugh and it broke the proverbial ice. Then I told her that if she desired both men and women that wasn't bad either. But her story mad me want to eat her again. So I did. I ate that cunt until she cried out her orgasm and fell into a heap while I tried to tongue dance her to just one more. She would have none of it, however. She pushed me away from that sloppy warm wet hole and frantically undid my own belt and zipper. Without removing my jeans, she gained hold of my hard cock and blew me into another dimension.


The Lottery Company Ch. 01



That began a regular tryst for both Leslie and I. I made DAMN sure that I made her feel as glorious as she made me feel. Because of our further discussions, Leslie became comfortable enough that she wanted me to meet Katy. What we didn't discuss was the reason why she wanted us to meet but that became apparent when we did.

I'll tell you what happened soon enough.

I'd like to thank jazzygirlnNC. She edited this story and provided invaluable help in making it all it is. So with deep thanks and maybe her help with future installments, the story will continue, as time allows.



The Lottery Company Ch. 02



I waited for a week and a half before Leslie brought Katy to my house. She and I had been together once before Katy made her grand entrance but I didn't say one word about the meeting. I can tell you that I was on pins and needles until they both arrived at my door. 

Since Leslie and I had made arrangements for this night to be a sort of dinner date, I was surprised that she had brought her friend along. With the introductions made, I ushered them in to my living room and seated them while we made small talk.

Katy was shorter than Leslie by about two inches, had short black hair and like Leslie had that olive complexion. Either that or she had a great suntan for this early in the spring. Her sharp brown eyes looked at me with interest and she sported a slight smile that showed bright white teeth that had benefited from an orthodontist. I immediately liked this young woman. Although I didn't want to seem like a lecherous old man, I had gotten a quick look at her body and I liked what I saw. 

Our conversation soon drifted to dinner and I told them that I hadn't made any preparations so we'd all have to chip in and prepare the meal together.

"Yeah, that sounds nice", Katy said. "What are we going to have?"

"I haven't gotten that far but if you two want to follow me, we can look and decide." I smiled as I set the rules. I knew that we would get better acquainted if they were involved in making the dinner with me.

"Ok, but can I have a glass of wine while we do the preparations?" Leslie inquired.

Katy's eyes rose in a subtle question. She didn't have to ask so I told them that they could have one and MAYBE one with dinner, if they were good girls and ate their vegetables. This state's drinking age was 21 years old and I didn't want to get arrested. Katy got the joke immediately and pretended to pout as she said, "But I hate vegetables, I'd rather just eat meat."

We all just giggled at her and went to the kitchen to hunt up our meal. Leslie opened the fridge and both she and Katy surveyed the interior. I opened a cabinet and started rattling off the contents. "Cereal, crackers, peanut butter, cookies, cake mix."

Leslie laughed and said, "Maybe we can domesticate him and get a decent meal before he makes us gain forty pounds, Kate."

Katy also laughed and started rambling off the contents of the fridge, "Salad, dressing, fruit, pasta sauce oh look there's two big steaks, some leftover chicken and summer squash in the bottom. Do we need more?"

"I forgot about those steaks. They'll work out just fine. Tell you what; I'll put the steaks on after I slice up the squash. We can bake them with some olive oil. How's that sound?"

Leslie chimed in, "Great, we'll make up a salad, while you do that. Where's that wine, Mark?"

"Next to the fridge. You know where the glasses are."

I rationed the wine while we made and ate our dinner. Afterwards, we settled into a cozy seat in the living room. Leslie sat next to me on the sofa while Katy relaxed in my easy chair. Leslie snuggled up to me and we had a nice warm conversation. During our talking, Leslie started to get frisky and planted small kisses on my neck while Katy smirked and watched. When she moved her hand to my nipples, I got awkward with Katy looking on. 

"Les, you aren't being a gracious host, here. I'm feeling self-conscious and I know that Katy's probably feeling the same way."

"Oh, no I'm not. I want to see how far she'll go with an audience" was her quick reply.

Then Leslie piped in, while snickering, "I was wondering how far she'll let me go before she joins in."

All I could do was stare open mouthed at Leslie. This was the first time that I'd seen her be so...forward was the only word that came to mind. My reverie was broken when Katy sidled over and sat on my other side. Her hand came up next to Leslie's and they both began to tweak my nipples. I was dumbfounded and just let them continue to caress me. My nipples weren't the only area that began to get hard, though. Katy leaned in and pecked me on the lips. Then she settled in to a great kiss. Her tongue wasn't idle, either. She kissed like she was experienced, too and I got harder where it counted because of her ...um skill.

I don't know when Leslie moved to my cock and I really didn't care because I was by now harder than Chinese hieroglyphics. Leslie was really caressing my turgid rod while I moved my arms around each woman in encouragement. I looked at Leslie and asked her, "Are you ok with this?"

She nodded her approval and began to open my jeans. When she had them opened, I grabbed Katy by the nape of her neck and lightly pushed her towards my groin. She was somewhat reluctant until Leslie fished out my cock and waved it in her face. Katy seemed to be enthralled with my meat until her lips met the helmet. Gently she placed a kiss right on the slit and laved it with her tongue. Watching her lips, I couldn't help but surrender to the excruciating pleasure. I glanced at Leslie to make sure that she was, indeed, ok with this porn show. She was so into it that she grabbed my cock and fed Katy. Leslie's face was flushed with eroticism.

Katy bobbed on my knob and Leslie followed her lips with her fist. I was getting a blowjob and a handjob at the same time. I'd never been in a threeway before and I was enjoying this to the depths of my balls. 

All too soon I felt the tingles that warned me that my orgasm was imminent. I thought that Leslie knew how close I was, and then I wondered if I should let Katy know. I didn't get the chance, though because Leslie whispered, "Cum in her mouth, Mark. Make her swallow that load." My last thought was that I'd never seen Leslie this aggressive before and I kind of liked it. Leslie put her hand on the back of Katy's head to make sure that she didn't pull away.

I don't think she had to do that because Katy went down as far as she could without swallowing my rod. Then I let loose with a rope of cum deep into Katy's mouth. I throbbed the first shot almost into her throat and she almost choked because of the strength of my shot. I knew that one blast was massive. I knew that I was in the throes of an enormous orgasm. I was so connected with my orgasm that I didn't care what happened. This was one of the most intense peaks of pleasure that I'd ever experienced. And I knew that Katy would have a hell of a time handling what I was giving her.

When I was able to get my head back from the deep cosmos I felt Leslie massaging my balls although I didn't know when she began to do that. As I looked down at Katy, she still had me in her pretty little mouth and was tickling my cock with her tongue. 

It was Leslie that broke the ice. "I don't think that you've ever cum that much before, Mark."

I didn't answer her, though. I was looking at Katy. I had a premonition that Katy hadn't swallowed my load. When she lifted her head away from my cock, I saw that she had a thin film of cum where her lips joined together. She seemed to be playing with my cum in her mouth while Leslie and I looked on. Then she opened her mouth and that film on her lips stretched into lines of cum between those rosy pink pillows. We both had an unobstructed view into her mouth and we saw that Katy had collected my load onto her tongue. Then she closed her mouth and made a show of swallowing everything. It took her a couple of swallows to clean her mouth to her satisfaction and opened wide, again. Gone. It was all gone except for what had clung to her lips. She closed her mouth and licked her lips clean and gulped one more time.

Leslie laughed and said, "Kate, that was so nasty." 

As I handed Katy the last of her dinner wine, she said, "Oh shut up. Bud had me do that every time I got a mouthful and I liked being nasty. I still do. Nasty really got him off and it gets me really hot. Because it's nasty is part of the reason I like giving blowjobs. The other part is that I really like to suck cock. I love to feel a cock in my mouth. I like it when he cums all over the inside of my mouth, all over my tongue and all over my teeth. I love everything about sucking cock, the taste the texture and the aftertaste. It makes me hot even hours after swallowing his load. It makes me feel nasty and sexy even hours afterwards when I can still taste cum in my mouth."

Katy took a sip, swished it around her mouth and swallowed one last time. I didn't waste the moment. I leaned in to kiss Katy and she retreated. With a shocked look she said, "Are you gonna kiss me? My old boyfriend wouldn't ever do that after I blew him!"

"Yeah, he was a dickhead, too", giggled Leslie. "Mark doesn't worry about that Kate. He's very cool about this whole sex thing. I told you that."

"Yeah, you did but I thought that guys wouldn't ever kiss a girl after getting a blowjob."

"Well, Katy, that load came from me and while I don't like to eat cum, I'm not really squeamish about kissing a woman after she swallows my load. It's not my favorite thing to do but I figure that if she can do it, I can reward her for her efforts. Speaking of which, Leslie and I usually trade places after one of us has just gotten off. That means it's your turn...as long as Leslie doesn't have any objections." 

"Nope, but I want to watch that, too", was Leslie's reply.

"Oh, you can watch." I said. "In fact you're gonna help me."

"Help? What do you mean?"

"Well, you told me that you two have some ...um, experience with each other. So, what I want to do is for you to play with her a little bit while I bring her off. You won't have to do anything that you two haven't done already", I lied.

"Kate, you're gonna love this" Leslie told her friend.

"You mean you're gonna eat my pussy?" Katy asked. "My ex wouldn't do that either. He thought it was really gross."

"I told you that we've done that' Leslie chimed in.

"Yeah but I kind of didn't think you were being totally honest" Katy iterated.

"Just relax and if something makes you uncomfortable, just tell me and we'll stop, ok?" I said while looking her in the eye and leaning in for a kiss.

"Yeah, cool. I was really hoping for this" Katy stated.

I reached her lips and made sure that she was, indeed, kissed properly. During our kiss I made sure that I probed her mouth while running my hands lightly over her face and neck. Moving slowly to her neck, I began to explore her torso and then to her breasts. Kate then lowered herself to recline while I maintained contact with the hollow of her neck. You know the area, the one that makes women give entertaining little murmurs of pleasure. Her breathing began to get quicker and deeper. Leslie hadn't been idle in all of this, either. She was lightly massaging Kate's belly through her shirt. I began to unbutton her shirt to allow us both unfettered access to Katy. When I had it totally unbuttoned I asked her to sit up for a minute so that we could slip her shirt off. She sat up and Leslie moved it off her shoulders and down off of her arms. I reached around her back and deftly undid the catch to her bra. Leslie also did the honors and removed the garment from he body. I was enthralled with her little boobs and I made sure that she saw the look of appreciation on my face.

"They're kind of small" Katy bashfully stated.

"No, they're perfect" I said while I smiled. "I prefer small boobs to the larger variety. Itty bitty titties turn me on far more that big tits. You've never heard that anything more than a mouthful is wasted?"

"God, you're nothing like any guy I've ever been with!"

When I looked down again, Leslie was pinching and massaging Kate's nipples. I leaned in and kissed her right nipple, which allowed Leslie to have access to the left nipple. I guided Katy to lie down again while keeping contact with her nipple. I lightly flicked my tongue across her nipple and sucked on it. I did this in turn because it was turning her on immensely. Then I wondered whether it was me or Leslie or the combination that was getting her so hot this fast. Then I mused that it didn't matter, because it was the effect that was important. 

Katy's titties were different than Leslie's. Leslie's areola was tiny brown spots and her nipple was proportionally small to the surrounding areola. Katy's areola were just as small but her nipple was slightly larger when erect. That didn't detract from either of our enjoyment, though. They also seemed to be more sensitive than Leslie's when they were excited. I have to be honest, here...I liked Katy and I loved bringing her to the heights of passion. I loved the thought that I was enjoying her body as much as she was enjoying me bringing her to those heights. It just seemed that the more inflamed her lust became, the more I floated along with that lust. In other words, my lust fed on hers and hers on mine. Ah yes, the classic quid pro quid of physical pleasure.

Realizing that Katy was heating up faster than I had anticipated, I began to move downwards. While I saw that Leslie continued to play with Katy, I lifted away from her and watched for a short while. I noticed that Leslie wasn't immune to what was happening, either. She was flushed with lust, too, so I reached out and lightly guided her head towards Katy's faultless breast. I knew that these two beauties had only touched each other through their clothing, so I wasn't sure if this was too much for them. Leslie didn't hesitate, though. She just leaned in and replaced her fingers with her tongue. I knew that if she performed her typical oral magic on Katy's tit like she did to my cock, Katy was in for a real treat.

Leslie whimpered her pleasure from suckling on Katy's flesh. I soon began to plant butterfly kisses on her stomach and reached her navel where I lingered and rimmed her belly button. When I reached the top of her jeans, I moved to unbutton and unzip her pants. Katy then began to run her fingers through my hair in anticipation of things to come. When the pants were open, I began to slide both her jeans and panties down her freshly shaven legs. When she was nude, I ran my hands along those soft, pretty and sensuous sticks. I moved back to her navel while massaging the sensitive skin of her upper thighs. This elicited soft moans from Katy so I slowly moved my kisses south towards the juncture of her legs and her torso.

I noticed that Leslie continued to tease Kate's titties. I had by now reached her pubes and I began to massage her mound. I just played with her mound, though. I wanted to prolong the sweet torture. I hadn't touched the lips of her pussy because I had an idea. I wanted Leslie to touch the treasure before I did. To that end, I reached for Leslie's hand and whispered, "Keep kissing her tits, Les." She glanced at me as I brought her hand to Katy's pussy. As before, she let me lead her. Reaching her aromatic treasure, I stroked Katy's pubic hair with Leslie's fingers. Not long after that, I began to feed those fingertips into Katy's gash. Katy responded with little flutters through her belly. I didn't say anything right away. I moved my hands to her thighs and spread her legs so that her outer lips began to open. On my word, I saw the moisture gathering at the inner lips of that charming little grotto. I saw Leslie's fingers sliding effortlessly though the collecting moisture. I inhaled the stimulating perfume of that little thing and it exponentially elevated my own desire. 

Here, again, I couldn't help but compare the differences between these two women. Although endowed with the same equipment, they were vastly different, as well. The first thing that I noticed was that Katy's slit was smaller. Her inner lips, appropriately had less mass, were thinner and didn't protrude as far from her pussy as did Leslie's. Where Leslie's natural lubricant was gooey, for lack of a better term, Katy's seemed thinner. Katy's fragrance was different, too. Leslie had a slight tang to her aroma but Katy seemed more musky. Now, understand that neither trait was more desirable than the other. It was just the difference between the two. And I thank the gods for that difference; I revel in that difference; I adore that difference. 

These thoughts race through my brain at the speed of light. It's like all those thoughts and observances are one coalesced pinpoint of an idea and shoot through the gray matter with the fury and speed of atoms colliding. My lust soared accordingly. I muttered to Leslie so that Katy could hear me, "Push your fingers into her, Les."

Katy apparently thought that I was probing at the entrance to her little cunt. Her head bolts up and sees that I'm holding her legs spread and Leslie is pleasuring her pussy. She makes no mention, though. She goes with the flow. I see Leslie push two fingers into that little mouse and begin to saw them into and back out, all the while fluttering her fingers. Katy and Leslie both heaved a sigh. I let Leslie continue to fuck her for a while before I grasped Leslie's wrist and removed her fingers from Katy. I moved her scented digits to my mouth while I held Leslie's gaze and inhaled the aroma deep into my nasal cavity. Then I slipped the fingers into my mouth and sucked on her fingers. All this time I held Leslie's gaze. I saw Leslie become more agitated. I licked her fingers clean and restored her fingertips to Katy's clit. I moved my tongue to Kate's pussy and began to feast on her arousal. I held Leslie's gaze as I ate Katy. Both of us could feel Katy tense up. We both knew that her orgasm was imminent. I licked and Leslie teased and Katy huffed until her body went rigid and her legs almost crushed my head while her hips lifted off of the sofa until the orgasmic spring burst. Katy flopped down in a heap with both of us in contact with her pussy and clit. Katy reached down and covered Leslie's fingers and my head in separate hands. When she became too sensitive, she gently pushed us away from her treasure. I saw Leslie's fingers had another coat of moisture.

I wanted to push the boundaries, so I pushed her hand towards her mouth. Leslie looked first at her hand, then at me. Looking deeply into my eyes, I heard her sniff at the offered digits. I held her hand just at the brink of her lips and looked at Katy to make sure that she was also seeing the action. When I looked back to Leslie, I saw the look of fear, but also the look of lust beginning to awaken in those pools of desire. She was realizing that what she was about to do was something that we hadn't talked about. It was something that I think she and Katy both wanted but were afraid to explore.

The moment seemed to last a lifetime. It also seemed that nobody took a breath until she slowly parted her lips and without me nudging her, slid the two fingers into her mouth and took a taste of her friend. Still looking me in the eyes she made a low moan. I don't think that Katy was able to hear her, but as she sucked and licked her fingers clean she turned to Katy and continued to lick her fingers clean. Katy and Leslie exchanged a look that told me volumes. I knew that from this moment on we would all enjoy each other in a very intimate way. 

With Katy naked, Leslie fully clothed and me half dressed, I spoke to no one in particular. "It seems that somebody else needs to get her cookies crumbled." Katy glanced my way, as did Leslie. I moved closer to Leslie and leaned over Katy to kiss her. While we dueled tongues that gave both girls the needed information about what I meant, I was able to taste Katy in the kiss. Breaking the kiss I wanted to reinforce the forbidden act so I said "Kate, I love the way you taste" while looking Leslie in the eyes. "Doesn't she taste like musky honey, Les?" 

Leslie only nodded her head. But while she started to turn shades of embarrassment Katy said, "God, that was hot. Was it ok, Les?"

Leslie turned to her and mumbled, "It was kind of nasty but it wasn't as bad as I thought. I mean, I never even thought about tasting your coochie but when I did it, it made me as hot as I've ever been."




The Lottery Company Ch. 02



"Well, Katy, lets see if we can get her even hotter, shall we?"

Both Katy and I smiled at Leslie as I leaned I again for a deep, slow, wet kiss. I reached up to caress the side of he face with one hand and guided Katy's hand to Leslie's breasts. Maintaining the kiss I lowered her to a reclining position while Katy continued to caress her friend. I broke the kiss only long enough to begin getting her as naked as Katy was. I started to raise her shirt without bothering with her buttons. Katy fell right into step with my efforts. Slipping the blouse over her head, Katy immediately fell to plucking the clasp on the front of her bra. When her bra fell to the floor, we set about kissing and playing with those small but awesome titties. Tweaking and licking Leslie's nipples were bringing forth guttural sighs and whimpers. I took notice that Katy orally assaulted Leslie's other tit with as much enthusiasm as I did. When I began a southward journey, trailing kisses towards her pants, Katy followed my lead. She reached Leslie's navel before I did so I began the ritual of opening her zipper and removing the offending garments. Leslie needed no prompting when I opened her pants. She deftly lifted her hips and I just as smoothly grabbed both her pants and her panties. As I slipped them off of her legs I noticed that Katy began to lightly kiss the portions of exposed skin. She began to plant butterfly kisses to Leslie's pubic hair. Although she wasn't able to really get to Leslie's pussy, it was an erotic sight and I took longer than was necessary, just to enjoy the scene

No words were spoken during this time but none had to be uttered. As the pants were finally past her feet, Leslie opened her thighs enough that Katy was able to bring her hands into the action. She began to caress the inside of Leslie's thighs while still kissing the hairy part of her mound. I took this opportunity to remove my jeans and underwear. While slowly continuing to disrobe, I observed Katy loving her job at hand. I didn't want to interfere. It was so fucking hot watching Katy getting her first taste of pussy. I didn't think Leslie knew who was loving her until I spoke.

"I think Katy likes what she's doing, Les. Is she making you as hot as I do?" At my first utterance, Leslie's head shot up off of the sofa. Her eyes were as big as dinner plates when she saw that Katy was between her thighs and kissing so close to her pussy. I moved to kneel beside her as Katy stayed where she was and looked up at her friend.

"OH my god, Kate, I thought it was Marc! I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to do it to me. I thought it was you taking my pants off."

"Les, chill out. I'm so hot for you, right now. It's like I'm the one that's getting eaten out. I can't tell you how hot I am for a taste of your pussy."

With that, I leaned in again to kiss and caress her titties. Leslie just laid back and moaned out her own excitement. After a moment she really splayed her legs to allow Kate unfettered access to her treasure. I left her breasts and moved down to her pussy, too. Katy moved her kisses to the lips of Les' humid depths. I watched as I began to kiss at the top of her hairline. Katy then parted her lips with her fingers and dipped her tongue into Leslie's cunt. I smelled Leslie's aroma wafting between her thighs and knew just what turned Katy on to these heights...or depths, as the case may be. But I was totally aware that these two beauties were entering uncharted waters and was totally at ease with the goings on. I knew intimately what Katy was feeling...and tasting! I did, however, allow Katy to continue.

After Leslie was well on her way to a monster orgasm, Katy stretched out to grab my cock. I thought she was going to give me a hand job while whistling in the wheat field. But she pulled a little harder, and then I realized that she wanted to bring my cock to Les' wet pussy. Finally getting the message, I rose up and brought myself closer to her. 

"Fuck her, Marc. Take her cherry. Cum inside her pussy."

Again, Leslie shot upright and almost yelled, "NO! I don't want to get pregnant!"

"Shut up, he's gonna fuck you." Kate yelled right back.

"Les, remember we talked about me not doing anything that you're not ready for. And remember that we talked about me not being able to make a woman pregnant. I've had a vasectomy. My cum doesn't have any sperm."

"What? You came in my mouth." Katy looked VERY puzzled.

"Let's talk about that later, Kate. Right now Leslie needs to know that I can't make her pregnant." Looking back to Leslie, I repeated, "And I won't do something that you don't want to do."

But Katy wouldn't hear it. She pulled me by my dick closer to Les' snatch. "Then go on and fuck her. She wants it." Looking at Leslie she stated what was obvious to her, "You know you do Les. You told me so. So let him fuck you. I want to watch him do it and then he's gonna fuck me, afterwards."

"Oh god, I wanted to do it when we were alone, not with an audience."

"Well I didn't come this far just to give a blow job, eat you out and get my pussy licked. He's gonna fuck us both." Then she seemed to remember what I'd said and smugly said, "and he can cum in our pussies and we won't have to worry about getting knocked up."

"Oh god! Ok, do it. Take my cherry. Will it hurt?"

I was as honest as I could be. "It may hurt a little but it doesn't have to be really painful. If that's what you want, we'll take it as slow as you need to. I'll be as gentle as I can, Sugar. What you have to remember is that you need to relax. Don't tense up, no matter how bad it hurts. I promise that if you stay relaxed throughout it won't hurt as much as if you tighten up, ok? I'll go slow and stop when you need to but don't tense up your body when I enter you, ok?"

Leslie didn't look like she wanted this but nodded her head. Kate piped in, "I'll be here with you to make sure he doesn't hurt you, Les. And when you're done, I have a surprise for you, ok?"

Ever the skeptic, Leslie glanced at Kate and murmured, "Yeah, big surprise. He's gonna fuck you next. We knew you were gonna get him to fuck you before we came here today. We knew you wanted to get a load deep in your pussy. Big surprise there, huh?"

All this was pleasant news to me but I focused on reassuring Leslie. "Les, if you don't want me to, I won't break your trust. You KNOW that, right?"

"Yeah, I do but I wasn't ready to do it just yet. I wanted it to be special."

Katy beat me to an answer, though. "It IS special, Les. We'll always be special to each other. It'll be special because we did it together. It'll be special because you were there when I lost mine and I hope it'll be special for me to be there when you lose yours."

Leslie didn't say anything but seemed to mull that over. It only took a moment for her to realize that Kate was telling her how much she cared for her. She just laid back and began to caress her own nipple. Kate looked at me, nodded and lowered her head to Leslie's pussy again. Lapping at her open lips I watched Kate lick along her lips before dipping further into her exposed entrance. I could tell that Leslie appreciated the tongue in her pussy because she hunched her hips into Kate's mouth. Almost like there was no discussion. Almost like we'd never stopped.

I continued to watch Kate as I kissed along the top of Leslie's fur. I hadn't expected any of this. I hadn't expected Kate to come over. I hadn't expected Kate to blow me and I certainly didn't expect to deflower both young ladies. I just thanked whatever gods were smiling down on me. As Leslie rose higher and higher, Katy reached for my cock again and proceeded to line me up with Leslie and moved out of the way. Katy guided me to Leslie's pussy and ran my turgid cock through the dewy entrance to one of the wettest warmest pussy that I've ever experienced.

This concludes Part two. I'll finish the third and last chapter as soon as possible. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated. I didn't use an editor this time because of the time lapse between parts one and two. I just figured that because it's been so long, I wanted to get this part posted as soon as I could. Please excuse any mistakes but don't hesitate to point them out...with constructive criticism! Flamers need not give any feedback. I don't need to hear or be told what an asshole I am or that I'm going to hell or any other such shit. I KNOW I'm going to hell and...well, destructive criticism doesn't help and will be promptly ignored anyway!! LMAO