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Blind Man's Bluff

By: blondbombshelluk



Its 11.30pm on New Years Eve and the party is swinging; everyone's in good cheer or maybe "spirit" would be a more accurate description? The wine and beers are flowing freely, Tina has just spilt a champagne cocktail all down her pushed it breasts in her black wonder bra and some guy is eagerly obliging to clean it off with his tongue he pulls her top down to taste lower as her eyes roll back with the pleasure. I smile to myself as I feel someone approach behind me.

"Anyone for blind mans bluff?" I here a smooth silky voice enquire, before I have time to answer a scarf is tied over my eyes and I'm being spun around and around. My head swirls as the alcohol makes me even more disoriented I feel big strong hands on my shoulders and hear laughter as people scurry to hide. I close my eyes and my other senses take over. I smell someone close by, they smell of sweet clean smelling aftershave.

I trip over my feet and stumble, the anonymous hands steady me and whisper to me "please find me". I tilt my head on one side and follow the inviting voice, the sooner I find someone the quicker the game will end or so I thought? I walk with my hands outstretched not knowing the layout of the room, this is a colleagues house and I have never visited before drunk or sober. I feel my way along the sofa, the male voice taunts me, I wonder to myself if I know this person?

I reach the wall and turn leaning my back against it for support, it feels cold against my naked skin as I'm only wearing a little black tight fitting shoe stringed number, I am aware of my breathing I can feel my breasts heaving in my black smooth cupped bra, and I now remember that I didn't wear any knickers oh no what if I fall? I slip along the wall until I feel a closed door. I reach for the handle and to my surprise it levers from the other side?

A hand reaches for me; the palm is soft to my touch as it closes firmly around my wrist I giggle but the giggle turns to fear as I'm dragged from one room into another smaller one, a cloakroom maybe? The sounds of music and laughter fade away and all I can hear are the sounds of two people breathing hard. I move to unmask my eyes but my hands are torn away before I can remove the blindfold.

Both my wrists are in his grip as he tells me "be quiet". Scared I wonder what he has planned. I hear him unbuckle his belt and drag if free from the loops in his jeans he asks me "Are you going to be a good girl?" I swallow hard as he marches me deeper into the confined room. Towards the back of the room is a chair I think he is going to make me sit but quite the opposite! He places my hands in the seat making bend over my arse tilted in the air, my legs tremble with the unknown of what is to be expected.

He tells me he is going to cake his cock out, I panic and whimper thinking he is going to rape me, but he just releases the pressure on his semi hard cock by unbuttoning his fly. I sigh in relief but all too soon. He lifts my dress slowly and my face flushes hot with the embarrassment of being discovered that my pussy is naked and aroused. Obvious trickles of desire coat my pussy lips. I shrink inwardly as he comments on my state of undress. Its then that I remember the belt, but it's too late thwack it rips into my skin just below my naked cheeks at the top of my thighs, "Jesus" I cry out, it stings, before I can stand up straight he warns me not to move. A second lash is braced upon me and I tell myself I hate this, but do I? My pussy is singing I feel my juices building up inside. He comes nearer I can feel the warmth of his naked midriff, as he walks his jeans shuffle to the floor, dragging. 

He strokes my bare bum tracing a line over the red marks on my skin. His hand feels cool compared to my burning arse but I'm not here for my pleasure that is apparent by what he does next. He rubs his cock over my wet lips and wipes his shaft on me before proceeding to roll back the foreskin on his swollen cock. He groans as he wanks himself on my arse, slapping his helmet on me, standing close so that he rests between my cheeks his sack soft next to my pussy.

I can't believe how arousing this feels even though I myself am not being stimulated. Suddenly he grabs my hair and pulls me closer to him, calls me a wanton bitch. He slips his cock under my pussy and pushes my thighs together with his hands so his cock is trapped between the softness of my thighs as he mock fucks me his skin rolling back and forth over my hood as he rubs my clit. He reaches inside my bra and pinches my nipple hard. I scream aloud through gritted teeth as my orgasm reaches its pinnacle and I cum on his cock, my pussy flexing and oozing cream.

He tells me, "You're a bad girl," feeling his pre-cum sticky between my legs as it mingles with my juices he can't resist the urge to cum either; I hold the tip of his cock I want to feel him ejaculate through my fingers. With one final shove he releases his load, his balls shrink up tight under my arse and his shaft thickens noticeably and goes rock hard as he twitches and pumps his semen. I can smell him it is so horny. He slaps my arse and bites my neck as we stand together. Then he pulls up his trousers and is gone.

Standing alone I tidy myself up wiping my hands and pussy on the blindfold. I reach the door and open it to the sound of Big Ben chiming Midnight while searching the room for the face of my secret spanker. I smile. Happy New Year whoever you are and may I keep you my New Years Resolution? Do you dare reveal yourself to me?

Blind Man's Bluff



The holiday nearly went wrong before it had started! My old pal Bill had a bust-up with his girlfriend some days before our scheduled departure, and almost cried off, but I persuaded him to join us on the hopes of finding a replacement girl at the resort. We had booked a two bedroom penthouse apartment, with roof terrace complete with hot tub, and stunning sea views over the Caribbean. If he had dropped out I would have had the choice of keeping the suite and paying for all of it on my own, or down-grading to a standard double room.

My wife of some three years, Judi, was fond of Bill, and had been very persuasive when we were coaxing Bill to join us, we all three of us were great friends and were sure to have plenty of laughs for our week in the sun.

Judi was a superb looker, a dancer's body, photo model face, and the grace of a panther. She had the kind of looks that cause conversation to stop when she came into a room full of people, she was now in her mid-twenties, and as far as I knew she had only ever made love to me- certainly she had been a virgin when we first met about six years ago. I had broached the subject of our sharing our sexual appetites with one or more partners, but she would have none of it- she had no interest in sharing her body with anyone but me.

I, on the other hand, wanted to see her being fucked by a bloke with a monster cock, while I spectated and or participated.

I began to day dream of the scene in our luxury hotel suite with her gasping to orgasm after orgasm as she is conclusively penetrated by two or more cocks at the same time. I thought about little else in the days leading up to our departure, leading to a very active sex life for us, as I had a hard-on almost permanently, and got to use it as often as time or opportunity would allow. 

As part of her holiday preparations she had a full Brazilian wax of her pussy, and a short boyish hair cut which made her look like a well developed teenager.

Our flight was un-eventful, and long. The film was boring, the food bland, and the seats not that comfy after so many hours, so we were delighted when we began our decent to Montego Bay.

The Hotel shuttle was there to meet us and soon we were on our way from the crowded airport along the costal road, through coco-palms, and brightly coloured flowering bushes and trees. Soon we arrived at our hotel, which from first impression did not disappoint one iota.

Check-in was slick, and the glass lift whisked us up the outside of the hotel to our penthouse floor.

Our porter opened the double doors and ushered us into the Presidents Suite, and WOW! What a pad, all glass outside walls, surrounded by a terrace on two sides, and a roof garden on the third.

We all agreed that the first priority would be a relaxing dip in the hot-tub on our private roof-garden- and then we would see what we would do next.

We went to our respective rooms to change, Judi stepped out of her travel cloths and took her latest bikini from her suitcase-small would be an inadequate description. Three tiny triangles attached to coloured string, and as it went on I felt my cock stiffening, the lower part only partly covered her pussy, both waxed sides clearly visible ,just the slit seemed to be hidden, as to the back view, well the string hid NOTHING, her pert bum was completely on display. She then put on the top which covered about half of each tit, the material thin enough to show the outline of her perky nipples.

"Like it Dan?"

"What do YOU think? "I said as I showed my stiff erection, which I stroked slowly, and I thought seductively.

"Lets chill out in the tub first, then you can have me any way you want Darling!"

We went out into the hot sunshine, picking up our complimentary Champers on the way, and plopped into the bubbling Jacuzzi.

We had been in the tub about ten minutes when Bill came trotting out to join us.

"This is a bit of alright, and if I may say so are you Judi, that Bikini of yours is a knock out!"

We drank our fizz and relaxed, kidding around, and making plans for the rest of the day.

Bill could not take his eyes off Judi, whose top had slipped somewhat in the bubbling water and was now showing most of her perfect breasts, but with the champagne flowing and all the joking and laughing she seemed not to care too much.

After a while Judi declared that she was going to do a bit of sunbathing before anything else!

She stood up to get out, and gave Bill his first view of her naked arse, and almost naked pussy.

Towelling herself off, she enquired if either of us would be good enough to oil her back?

Before I could suggest that Bill do it, he had volunteered and was standing up in the tub, trying to hide the huge stiffie in his Bermudas.

This was working out even better than I hoped- I had done nothing to get them together and here they were, about to have a sensual experience, with me as spector and we were only at the very start of the holiday.

Judi stretched out on one of the lilos, face down, removing the Bikini top to leave her back and buttocks bare except for the coloured string round her waist which attached to the one that disappeared between the plump cheeks of her pert arse.

Bill picked up the suntan oil, and pouring a little into the palm of his hand, he began rubbing it onto her back in slow and sensuous circular movements, starting near her shoulders, and working down her back , fanning out to feel the bulge of her breasts as they poked out from under her.

His prick was tenting his shorts as he worked, and I pretended to be napping, so he could continue felling her up unobserved , the oil went on and now his circling hands were just above her bum, and getting closer with each sweep.

Hmmm! that's lovely she murmured.

Thus encouraged he began oiling her arse, staying away from the cleft, just oiling the cheeks in circular motions.

After a bit of this I noticed he had changed the direction of his massage and was now coming up from her thighs with us thumbs going between her legs with each stroke.

I was sure that his thumbs were touching her pussy and probably running over her arse button, nothing intrusive, but a good sensual grope none the less.

Rather than tell him get his fingers out of her private bits she asked him sweetly if he would do her thighs and calves as wonderfully as he had doe the rest!

He did what he was told, and when he was finished, he lightly patted her on the rump and told her that he wanted the job of chief suntan lotion applier for life.

She giggled, and confirmed the job was his- adding why not does her front, that way she could sunbathe UN interrupted for a while.

Rolling over on her back her naked breasts were just fantastic, full and round her nipples darkened and erect, standing out proudly.

Bill did not know his luck and began oiling her immediately, tweaking the nipples between his thumb and forefingers, she gave a little groan, and looked over towards me to get a reaction to the lewd carry-on, I of course pretended to be asleep, so she relaxed, and knowing her as I did, she would be lubricating and getting ready for an orgasm any minute.

Bill moved down to her waist and belly, oiling away and making no attempt to hide his huge prick, which she was looking at with some interest from time to time.

He began on her thighs, running up the insides with his thumbs, allowing them to go inside the flimsy triangle of material; soon it was obvious that he was inside her cunt as well as her pants, as she started moaning quietly in time to his movements.

"I don't think you should be doing that to me Bill!"

"Aw come on you love it"

"Dan might wake up and what then?"

"Dan is a man of the world- he would want his beautiful wife to be happy, and if that includes a feel - well OK"

With that -he gave up his pretence of oiling and put his right hand down her mini pants-fingering her clit and sopping pussy, stroking her the length of her puffed lips, the other hand feeling her freshly oiled breast.

She sat up with that realising that she had let him go too far, and pulling his hand away from her pussy she sternly told him to stop or she would be cross with him.

He stopped frigging her, but left the other hand on her tit for a while longer, feeling her pointed nipple, and pinching it gently.

She gave him a swift kiss on the lips and sent him back to the tub, where I continued to look fast asleep.

As he left her she told him to wake me in ten minutes and send me into our bedroom, so saying she gave him a lecherous look, perhaps with a bit of longing.

I played my part till she had gone inside.

I then asked Bill how he had enjoyed Jill's pussy, tits, arse, etc.

"Oh shit!sorry pal-its just that she is so fucking gorgeous and sexy I couldn't stop myself, and to be fair she was not exactly shoving me away you know."

I then told him my fantasy about her being fucked in front of me by someone else.

His already huge prick got bigger with the news

"When do I start mate?" he exclaimed" I'm ready to fuck the daylights out of her right now!"

I then explained that she was not in agreement with my plan, and we would have to trick her into being fucked by him and then both of us with one of us in each of her darling holes.

As I had been mulling this over for the previous week I had several fantasies already worked out.

I gave Bill the basics off my plan and got ready to go inside.

She was on the king-sized bed legs apart playing with her clit, looking as fancyable as ever I had seen her.

"Want a good Fuck cowboy?"

"You bet I do, but are you sure you gat the right cowboy"

Her face reddened, and she stammered, "Don't be silly, you are the only cowboy I'll let into my little ranch"

"You'd just love to be fucked by Bill with that big old prick of his, now wouldn't you?"

"Don't be mean to me, he just was gallant and put on some suntan oil for me that has nothing to do with sex"

"Tell you what you're going to do Miss sexpot, you are going to put on your sleeping mask from the plane and when I fuck the daylights out of you we are going to pretend its lover boy Bill that's shoving it up you.

So get your mask on and get on all fours on the bed because I fancy some doggy style fucking, and be quick about it as I have a big weapon her to chasten you with"

She put on the black-out mask and on all fours offered her pink hairless cunt to me.

Bill who had been listening at the door came in, naked with his huge tool in hand.

His was bigger than mine in the girth, but not so much that we wouldn't fool her that it was mine that was inside her.

I frigged her pussy a bit and wanked my prick up and down her slit to get it wet, and with one thrust buried it to hilt in her waiting cunt, "Oh! Dan that's great!" she gasped, slapping her hard on the arse I growled "I'm not Dan you bitch - don't you know one prick from another?"

"Now say-Fuck me Bill, fuck my pussy till it hurts Bill, Fuck me Bill"

I was pumping her slippery pussy like crazy as I shouted at her, and she was bucking back against my thrusts like a real pro.

"Well?"

"Oh yes! Bill fucks me"

I pulled out of her sopping hole, my throbbing prick in my hand

"Ask for Bills prick in your hole you slut!"

I was clear of her now and waived Bill into place, His big mushroom headed prick inches from her puffed up pussy looked far to big to fool her it was mine- but on my signal he buried it to the hilt in her up to his balls.

"OH Dan darling you've never been so strong!"

Another resounding slap on the arse, "Its Bill who's fucking you and NOT Dan, got that?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me Bill, into my pussy with it as far as it will go"

And by god he did just that, his piston strokes her fast and deep, she was groaning into her first orgasm as he hit his rhythm, he then gave an exhibition of how to fuck hard, fast, and deep, from the back.

Normally I would change positions after a doggy start, but I was afraid she would spot the deception too soon if she got face to face with Bill.

"Do you like being fucked by me?" 

"You know I do Da---Bill!"

I was as horny as I had ever been fucking her myself, but here was my best friend giving her the shafting of a lifetime, his huge cock pounding her with out mercy, and it was the most exciting thing I had ever experienced, weird or what?

Cum was running down the insides of her thighs, she had orgasmed at least four times and was setting off again when Bill signalled he was about to cum, I got ready beside him as he let the first jet of cum go deep inside her excited cunt two more thrusts then he pulled out and wanked onto her arse a couple of dollops then stood back still wanking jets of jism onto the carpet he quietly left the room.

I had been wanking a huge erection throughout and started cumming on her arse in turn, after a few squirts I buried my cock to the hilt in her sopping pussy and shot hot cum deep inside her, the finale was to withdraw and squirting some on her face I pressed my prick head to her lips which opened to suck the last drops from my rampant dick.

"What do you say to Bill Now?"

"Bill that was the best fucking I ever had, thank you thank you" .She pulled the mask from her eyes, and giving my prick a last suck and a lick she sluttishly winked and said "Well now Cowboy, want to go ploughing in the back field in a little while?"

"I'll ask Bill if he'd like that"

It usually took a lot of persuading and cajoling to get into her bum, but here she was making the offer to have it up the arse off her own bat. Little did she know that she had had two pricks in her pussy, but she was going to have two in her arse bud , do some ATM (Arse to mouth) and as a bonus we were going to double penetrate her with one good prick in each hole to finish off our little deception.

By the time we were through I felt sure she would become a big fan of multiple pricks in her salubrious holes!

Who knows she might even agree to a gang bang!

"I'm going to take five in the tub, you stay there and frig your arse button to have it nice and open for Dave when he gets back, then you'll get the buggering of your life, also don't wash yourself! I, sorry, HE wants you spattered in cum, and moist in all holes, like a good little slut!"

"I'm your little hooker-you can fuck me where you like, and I must tell you that your prick has never felt bigger, and you've never cum as much as to-day, I'm full both ends and covered in the stuff all-over."

"Having your tits and pussy felt made you hot didn't it?"

"I thought you were asleep when he was touching me up, but since you ask, yes it made me very horny, I almost gave him a wank of that huge dick of his, but I stopped before I got carried away, you know you are always asking me to let someone else fuck me- well to-day was the closest I have ever come to that, I was nearly letting him put it in, and give me a good fuck- but I got frightened at the last minute"

She paused, and pulling back my foreskin began to lick the head of my cock, "maybe during the week I might do something with Bill-if that's still what you want, in the meantime I love you pretending to be him and fucking me so strongly"

She continued licking and sucking till my prick was almost full size, wanking the shaft and fondling my ball sack at the same time-"Want to sodomise me now, or later with this tool of yours"

"I'll take a break first then I give it to you in shit hole hard and deep"

I left her on the rumpled bed as she began finger fucking her arse bud to open it up for the next episode of our little deception of who was really letting her have his hot meat.

Bill was in the tub grinning like a Cheshire cat, wanking a huge erection slowly with his left hand.

"Jeeze man what a fuck, and with you beside me as I fucked your very own Missus. She is gorgeous, and that hot wet little pussy of hers fits so tight to my tool, you must be mad to let me ream her like that"

"I have had fantasies about her being fucked by someone else for years, and I couldn't think of a better person than you to do it, the only problem is that your dick is well bigger than mine, and she might end up giving you more of her hole than me!"

"No way man! I'll back off when you tell me, but I MUST get it into that tight pink little arse-bud of hers, when I was giving her doggy in the cunt I was watching it squeeze in time to my thrusts, she must be an even better arse fuck than a cunt fuck. Do you think she'll let us but-fuck her?"

I told him of her offer, and his face lit up.

"Will she do ass to mouth do you think?"

"She doesn't like it much at all, but if we get her going enough shell suck the shit off your dick alright" 

"I don't think it'll work with that fat mushroom head on your prick, though. She's bound to spot the difference in the size of our cocks-in her mouth, it's not like in her pussy you know, and she'll cop on right away

And the game will be up"

"So here's the plan, I'll start in her cunt then switch to her arse, you take over the buggering, for as long as you want but don't cum in her, I'll go back in and then do all our usual face to face stuff, so she'll know its me fucking her. I'll finish in her arse and mouth, and you come back twenty minutes later and start giving her everything you have, including your shitty prick in her mouth!

As soon as she says something about who's fucking her we'll give her both at the same time-whatever hole your in I'll stuff her in the other one and then she'll know for sure that we've been rogering her all afternoon, and either she's up for it or she'll sulk and wont play hide the salami for a few days. 

She told me when you had left the room that she nearly let you fuck her when you were feeling her up on the lilo-so we aren't far off a willing slapper rather than an un-willing slapper. Either way at the end of your fuck session we DP her in the arse and cunt on my signal.

I retuned to the rumpled bed, and dutifully she donned her black-out mask, and lying on her back, legs in the air, she offered her sweet little arse bud to me to penetrate with my now rampant dick

"Welcome back Billy boy, are you here to bugger the shit out of me with that fat rod of yours?"

"Right first time, you little whore, open your shite tube and I'm the man to fill it for you!"

So saying I rubbed my knob up and down her sopping pussy, and having made it slippery I began to push it deep into her back passage. The colon muscle gripped it tight as it slid in its full length. She had been working on her arse hole as it let in the knob without much resistance, now I was in the driving seat as I pinned her to the bed her two legs against my chest, prick buried deep in her bum, and I began a rough and rapid fucking of her private hole.

Bill, beside me was rubbing his weighty tool longingly looking at my prick sliding deep in her arse, his huge mushroom shaped prick head purple and shiny with lust, just busting to have his turn at violating her secret passage.

I pulled out of her tight hole and letting her legs down placed my slippery dick near her open mouth.

"Suck that for a bit I want to put in your cunt, and it won't do covered in bits of your shit"

"Oh Dan don't be so rude" she wailed as my dick head rubbed against her lips.

Slapping her tits back and fourth- I shouted "I'm NOT fucking Dan, I'm Bill, and any slapper who lets her husbands best friend fuck her in the arse licks shit when she's told-now fucking get on with it or I'll hit you again. Her tits were turning pink from the slapping I had given her, and I noticed a tremble in her lips as she took the soiled prick in her mouth. She sucked most of its length in to her hot mouth and began sucking deeply on it and tonguing its rampant head lewdly. I had to take it out or I would have cum there and then, and our charade was not yet over.




Blind Man's Bluff



I then took her in the missionary position, prick firmly up her pussy and four fingers up her arse, pumping hard, as I fucked I told her to imagine that her darling Dan was fucking her cunt whilst her new lover Bill was pumping her arse with his mighty weapon.

"How do you like to pricks in you at the same time Slut?"

"Oh please don't treat me like that, we are only having a game, don't be horrid to me. You can screw me any way you want but don't be nasty to me PLEASE!"

"Get on all fours Bitch!"

She got on all fours and I took my prick out of her Pussy, leaving my bunched fingers in her arse-hole, the idea being that compared to my prick Dan's monster would feel a lot fatter, so the hand frig should cover our tracks.

Dan slipped beside me and aimed the bulbous head of his straining dick at her occupied hole, as I withdrew my four finger plus thumb dick head, her bum hole remained agape, the muscles completely open( and they would have to be with what was aimed at them),the purple head pressed against the opening and he slowly inserted it into the well lubricated tunnel, she gasped "That's hurting me, its getting bigger every time you put it in me, for pity sake go slow with it"

The shaft was now disappearing into her arse, Dan holding back so as not to upset her with the stretching he was giving her tight, little sedans, inch by inch he fed it into her, slow but sure, the pink hole was straining to accommodate the girth of his huge weapon, and finally it was all in and he began small withdrawal and return thrusts, she moaned with a mixture of exquisite pain and deep pleasure.

I was aghast that she could take it all without tears and complaints, soon he was picking up both his speed and the depth and force of his thrusts, she was groaning with pleasure now that her hole had widened to take the whole length and girth of taught muscle. 

"Say Thank you Dan for buggering me " I told her, as the slurping and farting noises of her sodomising grew louder.

"I'm cumming again, Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck me harder Dan! I'm cumming again, fuck my hole deeper and as hard as you like" 

She shuddered to her climax as he fucked her hard and fast up her hidden passage., he could not hold on any longer and began shooting his load hard into her, gasping ,he pumped, and pumped till jism began running down both her thighs.

This was not the plan but what the hell, we would have to work with it, I signalled Dan to pull out so we could swap- but he shook his head and continued to shoot spurt after spurt into her fundament.

I could not see how we were going to get to the next part of the plan (the DP) with him unloading all and I hadn't cum yet, and I am supposed to be pretending to be him.

I was nearly on the point of cumming, so I signalled Dan to pull out and leave the bed, as he pulled out I shouted, I have too much for one hole, get on your back fast.

His rampant tool made a plopping sound as it was pulled from her streaming hole, a squirt of jism sprayed her tummy as she turned, I quickly lay on top of her slamming my cock into her hairless pussy, I was not yet cumming but gave the body movements of some one who was, and sure enough within a few thrusts I was pumping my load into her twat, soon that began to overflow too and she screamed into yet another orgasm.

Bill was retreating still spurting cum, and wanking his tool as he made for the door.

I pulled out and began spraying her face, tits, stomach, and finally got it into her mouth, still pumping large creamy spurts, she swallowed, coughed, spluttered, and swallowed some more.

"Where the hell did it all come from?" she exclaimed as she finally swallowed the last mouthful of steaming jism.

"You are such an exciting bitch that you made me produce in gallons, and also I never ever had such a big cock."

"You're telling me, my arse is still stretched to buggery after you , you fucking maniac. You hurt me you hit me you abused me BUT I have never had such a good fucking."

"Go take a shower and I'll have you one more time you lovely slut"

"Lets see if old Bill can get it up again before dinner"

Completely dishevelled to trotted to the bathroom, cocking her arse as she went through the door "I have a few tricks that will bring him to life pretty dam quick- they always worked before and will again. As for me I only ever want to be fucked whilst blind folded and by some friend of yours with a huge cock and a supply of cum that never ends"

I told her I was going for a relax one more time in the hot tub, and would be back as her new lover Bill in half an hour.

Bill was waiting for me on the terrace "Sorry mate couldn't hold it, that tight little arse with it's grip all along the length of my tool did for me- I have never had such a great fuck-normally I can hold it to order but she made me too excited and that body of hers, those tits, that pert arse, her pink little arse hole and the shaved little pussy-too much for my self control, not a hope of holding it back one more second. So what's plan B?"

"I'll start off as before, pretending to be you, I'll hand over to you once I've got it in her arse for a while, then you go to ATM, at which point she is going to KNOW that something is up, once she gets that huge prick head in her mouth shell twig she's been had in every sense of the word. At that point you'll have your dick in her mouth or in her pussy-try for the pussy, that way I'll bugger her from the back. That way we'll have a real double penetration, and if she's HOT, which I'm sure she will be on previous performance, she'll go along with it and we can fuck her brains out!

A glass or two of champagne later, I went back into our room, she was putting on the blind fold as I arrived and in her best sluttish voice she purred" OK Bill do your worst or your best but do it to me hard and deep anywhere you please, but take it easy on my arse it's red raw from the last reaming you gave it you savage bastard!"

I took her romantically in the classic missionary position fucking deeply and slowly binging her quickly to the boil and her first orgasm, I knew that Bill would do his loss of control number on me once he got in her rectum and started his deep fucking of her from behind.

The plan was for him to follow me, by fucking her in the arse for a while and then put his prick strait from her bum hole into her mouth for an ATM.

At that point she MUST cop on that we have been fucking her in turns all afternoon, and then we would double penetrate her , with or without her agreement, and try to cum at the same time first in our chosen hole and then on her face and in her mouth. Lovely way to treat your wife on holiday!

I continued with my Bill impersonation, withdrawing my dripping prick from her cunt I told her suck it before I fucked her arse with it. She complied without complaint, sensually licking and sucking my knob while wanking the shaft.

She and I positioned our selves for the anal shafting of her tender arse-bud at that point I moved aside to allow Bills huge purple prick head to touch her, by now, dark pink arse pucker.

Without too much warm=up he began to shove the livid gland into her offended bum, she whimpered but to no avail he shoved its gross width and length deep in her fundament. She groaned as he began to ream her arse deeply and roughly, just as I thought she might call a halt she began to climax, as soon as she came he removed the huge prick from her arse and swiftly pressed it against her unwilling lips, forcing it inside her mouth roughly, I told her to start cleaning before it went into cunt service.

She pulled it out and sucking the top declared that it was bigger than the one she had sucked earlier,

I told her it was going in her cunt NOW- big small or medium.

Bill lay on his back and flipping her on top of him he impaled her slippery pussy on the mighty shaft

In a flash I had my stiff prick at her sore bum hole and with on thrust was in up to my balls

"What the fuck?"

"WHO'S IN MY ARSE?"

"Who's in my pussy"

"Who is fucking me?"

"What's going on you bastards?"

She pulled off the blind fold, and turning first to see who had invaded her arse she spat at me "You lousy bastard, having me raped in both holes and slapping me and making me lick my own shit, and letting your best friend fuck the hell out of me with his huge thing, and hurting my arse-you shit."

All the while she was giving me abuse Bill was fucking a way as hard and deep as he could, I could feel his stout stiff prick running the length of mine through the membrane that separates the colon from the vagina.

It began to excite me and I began to fuck her arse as hard as I could, she turned on Bill and began telling him what a shit he was as well, but the two pricks fucking her two holes was too distracting and she began to fuck back against our invading dicks, next thing we knew she was having a huge orgasm, cumming in torrents over both of us.

All three of us set about our various jobs to great effect, I felt the tingle of my orgasm in my balls and shouted at bill to cum too so we could double penetrate and double cum in her slick holes.

He gave a grunt and began pumping his creamy jism deep in her cunt, I was totally preoccupied getting my cum as far up her arse as I could, and she at that point just wanted to be fucked to death.

After emptying our balls into her we collapsed either side of her, waiting for the abuse that was sure to follow, none came, she was awake but silent, she knelt on the bed and taking Bills now flaccid prick in her hand she pulled back its heavy foreskin and with a sly smile began to lick its bulbous head. Between licks she looked at me and said "You get NOTHING! You set up this dirty little trick, you had me fucked and buggered, slapped and hurt. HE IS GOING TO GET A BLOW JOB BECAUSE-I THINK HIS HUGE THICK PRICK IS AMAZING!I think I'm in love with his dick-head, its so big and fat and strong. You ,Dan ,may just get a wank from time to time, as the architect of my rape no more fucks for you, and you can stay away from my arse as well.

Her ministrations were bearing fruit, Bills prick was growing to its oversized best, the angry looking purple head had its skin pulled all the way back so she could lick its circumference and nibble its head wanking the shaft till he began to breath in shorter breaths-"Bravo Bill ready to cum again so soon!"

She sucked , nibbled, licked. And wanked till he cried out and the first string of thick cum hit her full in the face, she sucked the mighty head into her mouth and swallowed every drop of his offering. She nuzzled his prick, fondling his balls and slyly looking me in the eye, she enquired "Jealous?"

"You fucking bet" I replied watching her make love to his big soft dick.

She laughed, and taking my prick in both hands she gave the head a sensuous French kiss, sucking hard at the end to begin its stiffening and wakening

"Thank you for the best sex ever, you not only can fuck the daylights out of me any time you like, you can bugger me, you can watch me getting buggered, or fucked, or both, by one or more people with you participating or not. You are a shit, but I love you, and fancy you rotten. Now I have to concentrate on blowing you just like your pal .

Lecherously she set about my cock slurping and sucking, toying with my balls, stroking my shaft, till I felt the orgasm coming, as my breath shortened she sat astride me and at the moment I began to spurt she slid my cock into her rectum, slamming up and down on my shaft, milking my cum into her arse, and planting a wet prick flavoured kiss on my astonished lips.

And to think this was the first day of our holiday.

The rest of the week was going to be interesting! 



Blind Man's Bluff



I already had a dog; I just needed to buy one of those red and white collapsible canes and a pair of dark glasses. Only, I needed to buy a pair of those totally dark glasses that wrap around the sides of my eyes like the old people wear when they have a cataract operation. The Ray Bans that Ray Charles wore and that Stevie Wonder wears would not work because they could see my eyes peeking out the sides and would immediate realize that I am not blind. I ordered the cane and dark glasses on the Internet and had them rushed shipped for next day delivery.

I put on the dark glasses and tried out the cane as soon as I got them. Suddenly, I thought of the blind Master Poo in Kung Foo and thought about all the things that pretending to be blind could do for me, such as, filing as blind with the IRS at tax time. Boy that would save me big bucks. Now, I couldn't wait to turn sixty-five-years old for another exemption, one for myself, one for being blind, and one for being sixty-five, although, sixty-five was many years away. Of course, I'd have to prove that I was blind, somehow.

Let's see, what else could I do when pretending to be blind? Oh, I know. I could accidentally on purpose walk in to a woman's restroom instead of a men's restroom. It would be great to try that at the public pool, walking in to the women's dressing room instead of the men's dressing room because as soon as you turn the corner, you are in the women's showers and all the lovelies are standing there naked. Only, with my luck there will be a bunch of fat, old women who would not cover their nakedness. Let me think, what else could I do when pretending to be blind? I could strip naked in front of a woman pretending that I did not know she was in the room with me. Also, being blind would get me in line first at restaurants and movies, well, maybe not movies.

The only fly in the ointment was my dog, a twenty pound Rat Terrier and not the typical 80 pound German Shepard or Retriever. Still, with a little patience and lots of dog cookies, I could train Polo to pretend to be my blind guide dog. I bought Cesar Millan's Dog Whisperer's video and his book and watched and read that. I was ready to totally train my terrier, I hope.

I bought one of those dog harnesses at the pet store that the blind people strap on their dogs to control them and for the dog to lead them. I had the hand holder extended to arm's length because since my dog was a low rider compared to the Shepard and Retrieve. I looked ridiculous pretending to be blind and leaning down to hold the dog by a too low hand holder or holding the dog by a leash. Those other dogs, the Shepherds and Retrievers, are twice as tall as my dog. Yet, my Rat Terrier should suit my purpose.

I was ready to dress the part. I dressed in a pair of unmatched socks, one red and the other blue and I wore green pants with a purple shirt. I figured if they did not believe that I was blind, they would at least think me color blind.

I donned my dark glasses, harnessed up the dog, and grabbed my cane. Oh, yeah, step aside and watch out for the blind man because here I come.

"Look out! Blind man walking. Look out! Blind man walking."

It was great to watch everyone move out of my way on the sidewalk. Once I mastered the tap, tap, tap of the cane, I did not have to yell out, "Look out! Blind man walking." I just whacked them with my cane if they did not move out of my way fast enough. No one is going to hit a blind man, I hope.

I slowly made my way up the flight of stairs to the office where they were conducting the interviews tap, tap, tapping my cane as I went while humming Georgia On My Mind. A woman in front of me on the stairs somehow accidentally on purpose entangled my cane under her short flared skirt. Honestly, I do not know how that happened. I was so embarrassed for her. In trying to free my cane, I raised her skirt up to the middle of her back and allowed the cane to slowly slide between her legs. Oops. 

"Hey," she screamed and turned in my direction. Too late, I had already had a nice peek of her thong covered ass. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said when she saw that I was blind. She held her skirt down with her hands and stepped aside to let me ascend the rest of the stairs. As I was climbing the stairs I was thinking how cool it would be to hide a small camera somewhere on my dog's back to record up skirt videos.

Finally, when I reached the top, I asked someone for directions to room 224, which was directly in front of me. I opened the door and stepped inside. Not only was I the only sightless person applying for this job, I was the only man. There were half dozen women waiting to be interviewed ahead of me.

"May I help you," said a bright and cheery pretty girl of about 22-years-old.

"Yes, I am here to apply for the position as Proctor."

"But," she said giving me an uncomfortable smile. I smiled, threw my head back, and swayed side to side giving her my best Stevie Wonder impersonation. "The job is for the woman's dormitory."

"Yes, I know that," I said smiling and swaying. "Why should that matter?"

"But," she said smiling again and lowering her voice almost to a whisper. "You are a man."

"Are you discriminating against me because I am blind?"

"Oh, no, of course not, this school is an equal opportunity employer but—"

"Then, I do not understand why you will not give an interview to a sightless person."

"I'll get my supervisor." She picked up the phone and punched in an extension number. "Please have a seat. It will only take a moment."

I sat across from three women wearing short skirts who when they realized that I was blind, obviously with my dark glasses, white cane, and somewhat of a guide dog, they relaxed their postured, uncrossed their legs, and practically sat like a guy would sit with their legs spread apart. One had an itch on her upper thigh and she raised her skirt to scratch. I was in panty Heaven. I think that I am going to like this job. I hope I get it.

"Yes, hi, I have a gentleman applying for the position," said the receptionist talking to her supervisor, no doubt. "No, I cannot ask him to leave. Yes, of course, I know that the position is for a women's dormitory but he said that we are discriminating against him if we do not interview him." Even though, she knew that, as a sightless person, I could not see her, she smiled in my direction before muffling her voice. Still, I was blind or, at least pretending to be blind, I was not deaf. "He's blind," she whispered in the receiver of the phone. 

It was then that I realized a strange thing happened. Suddenly, maybe because I was wearing dark glasses indoors but my hearing seemed amplified. I wondered if this is what happens to sightless people, one sense compensates more for the loss of the other.

"Can someone direct me to the men's room please?"

A pretty woman in her mid to late twenties from across the way, got up from her seat and came over to me. 

"There is not a facility for men on this floor," she said. 

"Take him to the ladies room," said another. "What does it matter? It isn't like he can see anything."

"Well, you have a point there," said the woman escorting me.

She took my hand, placed it on her arm, and escorted me to the ladies room.

"Upon entering, a woman stood at the sink in her panties while holding her skirt and blotting at a stain with a wet paper towel. The stain was on the front of her panties, too. She must have spilled her coffee in her lap making her panties practically transparent. I could see her dark, bushy pubic hair. She quickly wrapped her skirt around herself.

"He needs to use the facilities," she whispered to the woman and waved a hand at her. "It's okay, he's blind."

The woman at the sink removed her skirt again and continued working on the stain as if I wasn't there. I pretended that I did not hear the conversation that she had with the woman. I walked to the sink, unzipped myself, pulled out my cock, and gave them my best Mr. Magoo impersonation, as I was about to pee.

"Sir, you are standing at a sink and not at a urinal. You are in the ladies room." She took my arm and escorted me to the stall. 

I turned and without zipping up followed her with my exposed penis dangling from out of my pants. She did not think that I could see but I saw her staring at my cock. The lady standing at the sink dropped her skirt, gasped, and stared at my cock, too.

My escort left me to my own devices once I was seated inside the stall.

She waited for me outside of the ladies room to escort me back to the area where they were conducting the interviews. She returned to her seat to await her turn to be interview and I heard her whispering to the other two women who sat on either side of her and they were giggling. She told them that I nearly peed in the sink and was walking around with my cock outside of my pants. I heard her say that I had a big cock.

Finally, the supervisor appeared and walked over to the three women.

"Would you mind if I interviewed this gentleman first?"

The woman smiled and looked at me. Then, all three women looked over at me and smiled. Hello, I'm blind, I thought to myself. Why are you smiling at me? I cannot see you smiling at me.

"Sure, of course not," said one woman.

"Certainly," said another woman.

"Go right ahead," said the third woman.

"Hi, I'm Grace," said the supervisor walking up to me and holding out her hand. She was an attractive woman of about thirty wearing another short skirt.

I ignored her outstretched hand and spoke to her off center and to the left of her voice.

"Hi, I'm Freddie," I said standing and smiling and unfolding my cane with a flick of my wrist. Only, unfortunately, oops, again, I caught the front of her skirt raising it as I allowed my cane to slowly run up between her legs.

She stepped back but that only allowed me to raise her skirt waist high, nice...pink bikini panties. Oh, yeah, I really hope I get this job.

Polo growled. 

"Easy boy, do not growl at the nice lady." I leaned down and patted where I imagined his head was and patted air.

"I never saw that kind of guide dog," she said looking down at Polo. "He is a little on the small side, isn't he? And I never heard a guide dog growl before."

"Well, I had to take whatever they gave me. This dog was free. I really wanted a German Shepherd or a Retriever but because, unfortunately, I do not have health insurance, yet, that is, until I find employment, this was all that I could get. I'm sorry about the growling. He is still in training."

She put a hand by my arm and I took her arm making sure that my hand brushed the side of her tit and my forearm stayed in constant contact with her breast. 

"Well, I would like to start off the interview by giving you a tour of the facilities."

"Okay, that would be nice. I hope you do not mind if I count my steps, so as to get my bearings, should I get the position."

"Of course, go right ahead."

I pretended to count.

"Does it interfere with your concentration if I talk as you count?"

"No, not at all, 33, 34, 35."

Around this corner are the girls' dormitories.

There were a dozen girls standing around in the hall by the showers. Only a couple of the girls were fully dressed. Some were wearing towels, one was in panty and bra, one was in panties and topless standing there drying her hair and talking with another girl who was in a bra without panties, and another was totally naked and talking on a cell phone.

Immediately, a couple of the girls gave out a scream and ran to their room. The naked girl turned to look but stayed where she was as we approached remaining obvious to us as she talked on her cell phone.

"It's okay, girls, he is blind and cannot see." Grace looked over at me and suddenly pushed me away. "Well, I can see that this will never work."

"Pardon? What do you mean? Did my dog pee? Bad dog!"

"You said you were blind."

"I am, totally. See, I have the white cane, the dark glasses, and my guide dog."

"And you, Sir, have an erection. You cock is pitching a tent in your pants. Security!" 



Blind Man's Bluff



It was an audacious idea, but finally my wife Penny agreed to it. The plan was to set up a scenario whereby I could fulfil a long-held fantasy of mine - that of giving another guy a blow job.

I'd discussed this on several previous occasions with Penny, but she would just laugh it off, make light of it, and that would be that. But I really wanted to try it, wanted to know what it was like to have a man's lovely thick, rubbery dick in my mouth and to know what it was like to have him cum in it too. I'd tried several simulations, the best being when Penny wore her strap-on, slicked with my own sperm - collected some time earlier in a condom - and then got me to suck on it. It was lovely, but while the sensation of a latex cock and the taste of my own cum was fairly agreeable and horny, there was always something missing, some vital ingredient that would give me complete satisfaction – a decent pay-off at the finish... the good old money shot.

What I really wanted, what I craved most, was to have some hairy-arsed biker bloke (or whoever else might be on hand and willing to deliver the goods at the time) hold my head against his rancid hairy groin while he shot his great white load down my throat.

When I pressed the point with Penny – she wasn't keen to start with, understandably - she finally came up with a few suggestions, blokes who might just fit the bill. But when I analysed it, none of them were the right stuff, if you know what I mean. Most of them were too normal and boring, too straight-laced and starchy and no sense of humour and anyway, I didn't want a straight guy getting the wrong impression of me, especially someone we knew well, that would be hard to arrange, and even harder to live with afterwards. The one or two gay men we knew were heavily into existing relationships and as faithful as hell, so they were out of the frame. I would have preferred a gay, it would have been easier. But like I said, the only two we knew well were not in the market for a bit of extra-curricular oral.

The only solution to our problem would be by the use of trickery, whereby Penny would have to go out to a bar in town, pick up some likely geezer, a stranger, and then bring him back to our place where I'd be waiting, conveniently ensconced in our big walk-in wardrobe.

She would make up some cock-and-bollock story about wanting him tied-up and blindfolded and the music up loud while she went down on him, because it made it "more kinky and exciting" for her, and then at the given moment she would slide (ever-so-quietly) the wardrobe door open, I would emerge from my hidey-hole, take her place on the bed, and bingo! She would disappear for ten minutes – or however long it took - and wait until it was all over, and then she would return and then we would swap places again with me leaving the bedroom for the spare room and waiting until he'd gone. Penny would in the meantime remove the blindfold, humour matey by saying how marvellous his cock was, how lovely his cum tasted, and how well it all went with the music, but now off home he'd better jolly well totter because she had to be up early in the morning. He'd be none-the-wiser that he'd just been 'gobbled' by a bloke, and not the tasty bit of crumpet he'd picked up in the pub. That was the plan, anyway.

***

"What if I don't pull?"

"Yeah, and pigs might fly. Look, Pen, if for some unfathomable reason you can't get anyone back here just give us a call. In the meantime, while you're out the way I'll set the scene."

I knew Penny could virtually have her pick whenever she dolled herself up. Sex appeal was something that oozed out of her pores. I was a lucky sod in that respect. Everyone and his dog wanted to shag Pen.

"Better put the family pictures in the drawer," she said "There can't be anything more off-putting than pictures of one's family staring accusingly at you when you're..."

"Yeah, leave it to me, particularly our wedding one above the bed. Although some guys might find it a turn-on – shagging a bloke's missus while he looks on, albeit from a picture frame... you know, like rubbing his face in it: "See here, mate, I'm shagging your missus and there's fuck-all you can do about it."

"Do I play it that I'm single, divorced, or just having a bit on the side while hubby's away?"

"I'll leave it to your intuition and imagination, babe. But I'd prefer you to play the slag-type wife, the one who's up for a bit on the side. I don't like the idea of you taking your ring off, I'm a bit superstitious like that – soft old sod that I am - and anyway, blokes these days are hardly likely to be put off by a married sort. In fact it increases the thrill for a lot of guys."

Penny was thoughtful for a moment. "How would you know? Are you experienced in that sort of thing?" 

"Trust me, babes. But so's I don't spend the whole evening in the wardrobe waiting for you and matey to come back, perhaps you could just give us a ring to say you're on your way, a ten minute warning, something like that. You might have to say to whoever you're with, 'I'm just going to call a cab for us,' or something."

"You've got it all worked out, Dave, haven't you? I'm still not entirely happy about this you know... having some stranger in our bedroom, in our bed even. And how will I know if it's someone that's going to appeal to you, or what if I just happen to have picked up a psychopath?"

"Don't worry; I won't be far away will I? Just as long as it's no one gawky, or some spotty teenager with bad breath and a tiny dick. Bring me back Bob the Builder if you like, or someone in uniform... that would be nice, as long as they're well-hung."

"How am I going to find that out?"

"I'll pretend you never said that, Pen."

"And what about the blindfold and something to tie him down with... and then there's the music?"

"No sweat. You can use some of your old pairs of nylons or tights. I'll put them in the bedside table drawer along with my brown lambswool scarf and the mp3 player all ready to go on the top. I'll link it up with my little stereo speaker set which I'll do while you're out. That'll give us enough volume to hide any suspicious shuffling about. All you've got to do is switch it on when you're ready. Piece of piss!"

"I'm going to feel like a common tart doing this, coming on to some stranger in a bar."

"You'll love it, Pen. Every decent, clean-living woman wants to play the slut at some stage in her life. You ask any actor or actress who they'd rather play – a good person or a bad one, and nine times out of ten they'll say bad... it's always more fun. Tell you what... I'll come out with you to start with. I think it will be more convincing if we contrive to have some kind of disagreement in full view of whoever we choose as the victim."

"Oh yeah..? How's that going to work then?"

"Listen... Here's the plan. We'll hit a couple of bars, see what's about, you can eye the talent. When we find someone we're both happy with, well, obviously, me more than you, as it's me who... you know..."

"Just get to the point, David."

"Well once we've lined up Mr Likely Bloke and we know he fancies you, you know... like he's been giving you plenty of leering looks and suchlike – make sure you wear that tight dress, the white one, show your tits and arse off - we'll stage an argument, a falling-out scene."

"Isn't that going a bit far?"

"Nah. It'll look good, nice touch. That's what I mean about being convincing. See, I storm off leaving you all abandoned and bereft at the table with your drink – make like you're really upset, and matey won't be able to resist coming over to see if you're okay. It can't fail. He's bound to fall for it."

"So we're assuming then for argument's sake then that 'said' bloke is the sensitive caring kind, sort of a white knight coming to rescue the damsel in distress?"

"Yeah, or someone who just fancies his chances of getting his leg over for the night."

"That's more like it."

"Anyway, the point is, Pen, he comes over and sees if you're all right – you don't make it too easy for him, don't be too obvious or enthusiastic – so you say you'll be fine and not to worry, maybe a subtle little sniff-sniff and the old watery eyes trick – you're good at that - but careful not to put him off completely, let him cheer you up with a couple of drinks and Bob's your fucking uncle. You tell him your hubby has gone home to his mother's for the weekend to think things over and you feel like teaching him a lesson for being such an insensitive pillock. He offers to see you home and it'll be virtually bosh-bosh job done. Come on, what you reckon? You've always fancied yourself as an actress."

"Mum used to call me a drama queen when I was at school. I might be able to do it. Oh, I don't know, you're a bloody nutcase, David Cooper. Let me think about it."

"What's there to think about, Pen?"

"Lots of things."

"Come on, babes... be a sport... It'll be a right laugh."

"Well, all right, and only cos I love you... and only this once too. And don't blame me if it all ends in tears."

"It'll work, Pen... I'll stake my life on it."

So there we had it – Operation Blindfold Blow Job was on...

***

"What you reckon then?" Penny pouted at me from the dressing table showing me the paint job she'd done on her lips, bright shiny red cherries. Lovely!

"Gorgeous, Pen... Even I'd fancy you."

"Ha-ha!" Penny laughed sarcastically. "Fuck off, Dave. How do I look?"

"Fabulous, Pen... I mean it. You'd even give Alan Carr a hard-on."

I meant it. Penny did look gorgeous, really horny in that slinky white dress – my favourite, tits and teeth, hips and arse. She'd kind of styled her hair old-fashioned too, a bit like that blonde bird in those Andy Warhol posters. In fact she looked so shagable that for a moment I didn't want her to go, I wanted her for myself. I got hold of her hand and pulled her onto the bed. I really fancied taking her right there and then, I felt so horny.

"Careful," she said. "Don't mess me up... tee-hee... don't... hee-hee... stop it, Dave. David! You'll smudge my lippy."

"I love you, Penelope Cooper. You're fucking gorgeous."

"Gerroff!"

"I'll drive you down, we'll have a look round, then hopefully, once we've spotted a likely customer we'll put the old act on and then you can reel him in, hook, line and fucking sinker. If he doesn't have a car, get a cab back with him."

Penny completed her outfit with a nice little stole draped round her shoulders - didn't want anything to hide too much of that fantastic body. Thank God it wasn't raining, she looked the business just like she was, just the white dress and stole... and of course the white four inch heels and seamed stockings.

It didn't take us long to find a likely-looking bloke. He was on his own at the bar in Billy Bunter's Bistro trying to chat-up the barmaid and not doing very well. It was really an eating only place but they didn't mind you having a drink or two without food, as long as you drank at the bar or were prepared to give up your table to someone who wanted to eat if the seating was stretched.

The barmaid looked bored and kept glancing at her watch. He hadn't got a chance with her, you could see that. It made him an easy target if we worked quickly, i.e. before he moved on. It wouldn't be long before he realised what we could see immediately – that he had no fucking chance with whatsertits behind the bar. 

There wasn't that many in, just about right for a little old bust-up scene. He looked okay really, not bad-looking and wearing a business suit, maybe come straight from work, or got dressed up because he fancied his chances. Maybe this was his starting point for a trawl round town, but I reckon we'd have to move fast.

We went to the bar and ordered a couple of drinks. We stood next to matey and put the first part of our plan into action with a couple of sniping remarks to each other that we'd briefly rehearsed. Both the barmaid and the barfly gave us a look as if they realised all was not perhaps well. When he clapped his eyes on Penny, who had deliberately stood right next to him, you could tell right away he liked what he saw. Talk about a leer job... he was about as subtle as Gok Wan, or Go Wank as I called him. I could see him over Penny's shoulder looking at her arse, which she deliberately thrust about for his benefit, putting her weight down on one leg and then the other. She was good at teasing and all that kind of stuff.

I tried to imagine going down on him. In my mind I could see someone on our bed, a faceless cipher, blindfolded and tied down. I'd run my hands over his chest and belly, all light and delicate and sensual like it was a woman's hands. I'd work my way down, occasionally looking up at his blindfolded face to see his reactions. I'd run my hand across his abdomen and then his trouser crotch and feel his cock boning up. I would unzip him and put my hand inside his fly and feel him... it was wild. I'd just given myself a right old boner. Easy boy...

We snapped at each other again before moving off to a table and sitting down. We carried on our conversation in suitably raised and agitated tones. It was working quite well, turning the heads of the few diners, as well as attracting the attention of the barmaid - who seemed to welcome the diversion – and of course Mr Almost Right, which was the main object of the exercise.

We milked the situation for all it was worth, drawing it out over two rounds of drinks until, after one final heated exchange I stormed out and it was just in time because that pratt from work, Charlie Smithers, who was always bragging about who he'd shagged the night before, came in. Luckily I saw him before he saw me and I was able to slip into the little alcove to the side that acted a place where customers could hang their coats and I let him pass through into the bar before I reappeared and went out. That would've fouled everything up good and proper if he'd seen me and Penny having a row.

He'd never seen me with my wife before, but it could've been a bit tricky having to explain things on Monday morning at work, know what I mean? I could do without Charlie wanting to know all the ins and outs of my bleedin' marriage. I wouldn't mind betting that he was going to be telling me all about how he'd gone back with Titsalina behind the bar and fucked the arse off her. Never believed a word of what he said anyway, long streak of piss, don't know what women saw in him.

It was another hour after getting home that Penny finally called. "Everything all right, babe?" I said, into the phone.

"Just about to come back, David. He's got a car. Give it about twenty minutes and have everything ready."

"Nice one, Pen. Went all right did it... matey fell for it like?"

"Yeah... sort of. Look, I'd better go now otherwise he's going to be suspicious. See you in a bit."

I wondered what Penny had meant when she said 'sort of'. I wondered if she'd had any problems. She sounded happy enough though. No stage fright. I ran my final checks. I'd oiled the runners on the sliding doors of the wardrobe so they were nice and quiet; I'd set up the mp3 and stereo ready to play, even put some of Penny's fluffy toys on the pillows to make it look nice and innocent-little-girl type kinky. Everything was ready. I turned the all the lights off apart from the hall and landing and took up my position in the wardrobe and waited.

And waited... and waited...

Finally I got fed up with waiting and went to the bathroom for a piss. I flexed the old JT and shook off the drips. I hadn't done badly when it came to where our dear Lord dished the dicks, but I always admired nice todgers on other blokes, especially nice big ones like you see in the pornos, especially the gay ones. I'd recently watched one on the net, one of those free-stream jobs. This one guy was hung like a donkey. I swear it was over a foot long. He was sitting on the toilet sucking himself off. It was amazing... lucky bastard. He was a fucking contortionist, must have been double-jointed or something because he virtually got the whole length of it into his mouth. Fucking sword swallower or what? I found it a real turn-on and had to have a good old wank while I watched it. Shot my cum all over the screen and keyboard at the end. That took some clearing up I can tell you.

I washed my hands, tidied myself up and checked the time. It had been about eight-thirty when Penny had phoned. It was now five past nine. Where the hell had she got to? I thought about calling her mobile, but then thought better of it. I didn't want to mess things up. There was probably a good reason why she was late getting back with you know who. I got myself a beer from the fridge, cracked the can and took a good swig. This waiting around business was getting me all twitchy and I needed a bit of Dutch courage – Dutch lager to be precise. Five minutes later I heard laughter at the front door and then the key turning in the lock. I tiptoed quickly up the stairs to the bedroom and took up my position once again. Game on!

I was only just in time. Penny and matey didn't hang about. I heard them laughing and joking their way up the stairs almost immediately.

"I know what you need, you naughty boy."

I heard them come into the bedroom, still giggling and being smutty. Penny clicked the bedside light on.

"What do you have in mind?" His voice.

"I thought I'd spice things up a bit," Penny said. "Make things more exciting."

"Really? Don't you find me spicy enough as I am?"

"Course... it's just that I get really, really turned on by tying a guy down and blindfolding him. I love to tease him when he's helpless."

"Ooh, baby... Bring it on!"

Penny giggled. I heard shuffling and scuffling, shoes being taken off, a drawer opening. "I'm going to tie you up and blindfold you and I'm going to give you such a blow job your balls will very likely hit the ceiling."

I heard him laugh, and then Penny.

There was a bit more banter and smuttiness while she tied him to the bedposts and then it all quietened down and then all I could hear was him sighing and groaning and little teasing giggles coming from Penny. I heard a zip being slowly drawn down.

"Oh, fuck, you're something else, baby."

Now we were getting close to it. She was very good, Penny's mum would've been impressed too... not just a drama queen - an Oscar winning performance by the sounds of it. I knew my turn wasn't far off.

And then I remembered something - something she hadn't done, something very important... She'd forgotten the bleeding music. But then, as if my thoughts had been telepathically relayed, and with matey's moans and groans getting louder and louder, she switched on the mp3 player. Yeees! Je t'aime... moi non plus, by Serge Gainsbourg, absolutely fucking perfect.

"I like making love to music," she said, reassuringly. "Especially this one, and especially when I suck a guy."

"Oh yeah, baby... you're a romantic too." He sounded breathless. Quite understandable, really.

"I won't be a minute, sweetie," she said. "I'm just going to get something."

And I knew that was my cue to take the stage. The wardrobe door slid silently open and out stepped yours truly.

"Good luck, darling," she whispered and quietly left the room. 

Well, this was it. My blood was pumping. I was actually trembling with excitement. Let's Get it On was coming out of the speakers. Nice timing, giving a blow job to the accompaniment of Marvin Gaye.

I took one look at the guy lying there on the bed. He looked kind of taller lying down, taller than he appeared at the Bistro anyhow. For a moment I wanted to laugh. It seemed absurd, looked absurd. A bloke tied down to the bed and blindfolded, there for the taking. The soft lighting of the bedside lamp gave everything a surreal look. I'd better just get on with it before the scene descended into farce rather than eroticism.




Blind Man's Bluff



"Come on then, Cindy," (Cindy... nice one, Pen) "What the hell are you doing?"

"Shhh..." If only you knew, matey. I mounted the bed and knelt between his legs. And carried on where Penny had finished. His fly was already open. I ran my hands across his abdomen and felt him respond. His cock was already erect. From what I could feel, it was pretty respectable - bigger than mine anyway.

"Give it to me, baby. Let's see if you're as good as your promises." Yeah?

I unbuckled his belt and top trouser button and got him to lift his arse while I slid his trousers down around his thighs. I teased him for a moment or two through his cotton boxer shorts.

"Ooh, baby... so you're going to prick tease me now?"

I gave him a reprimanding slap on his right thigh. "Shhh!"

"You're the silent type, eh? Just make sure you make some noise when you're doing it for real. I like to hear that sucking sound. That really turns me on."

I slid his boxers down and looked at the prize. Yes, a nice cock if I wasn't very much mistaken. Nice light brown hue, scarlet crested. That was some fucking fireman's helmet too, from what I could make out. Jesus. I fondled him and felt his body move to my touch. It was fascinating and exciting seeing my varied caresses affecting him in different ways. I felt a sense of power that was different to the feeling of power one might feel over a woman. A man was meant to be strong, macho, but even in the hands of another man he could be reduced to putty, a compliant blob at one's tender mercy if handled the right way. I caressed his cock a few times, not quite a slow wank. I'm lucky enough to have soft hands. That's what comes of being stuck behind a desk all one's working life.

And then I was down on him, just as Donna Summer was singing: "Ooh, love to love you, baby... I took the swollen tip between my lips and flicked my tongue across the sweet little eye... sweet with pre-cum that is. This was so fucking wild. I had such a bleedin' hard-on, it was painful.

But there was an unexpected quality about matey's prick... a kind of familiar taste and odour. It wasn't off-putting; it made it all the more horny if anything. But I thought no more about it as the moment overcome me. I took him deeper into my mouth and gagged a little as his lovely prick touched the back of my throat. But I adjusted the angle and resisted the urge to gag. Good old Davey was now learning to swallow the old pork sword along with his other many talents.

I heard him moan somewhere below the level of the music. I could feel his vibration, his mounting excitement. I knew I was on the right track. It was fantastic being able to control his levels of pleasure. I found I could bring him close to the edge and then hold back, letting the waves subside before starting on him again. This was fun.

I'd seen in pornos where guys seemed to like having their nuts chewed... well, not literally, that would be a tad painful, wouldn't it? More like sucked. I liked it when Penny did that to me, taking each testicle in turn into her hot mouth and sucking them carefully and sensually as a prelude to the main event. But I wasn't sure whether I fancied going that far with a guy myself. And then I thought, why not? I'd come this far, I shouldn't waste an opportunity like this to find out what it was really like. I could always spit the plums out again if they weren't in season.

As it happened, it was far more pleasant than I expected. A completely different texture to his cock. Slacker elephant-type folds of skin and surprisingly cool, very sensual and erotic. I felt him twitch nervously a couple of times as I touched his more sensitive areas. One's balls have to be handled with the utmost respect. It was obvious he was getting a buzz out of it. Then I knew it was time. I'd teased him enough for one night and I was about ready for the pay-off.

I took the cock in my mouth again for the final lap. It was slicked in pre-cum, the sweetness had run all the way down the shaft with my saliva. Less than a minute later he was blowing his load into me, with a loud grunt of release, hot, gushing and bitter, such a contrast to the pleasant taste of pre-cum. It was such a mouthful, so thick and viscous, for a moment I wasn't sure whether I wanted to swallow the stuff. It had an acrid peppery taste and it kind of burned my tongue. But I swallowed anyway. I braced myself and took the whole lot down in one gulp - like you do when you have a portion of slimy, acidy fruit and it makes you shudder. I felt my tummy do a little flip and I wondered if I would keep it down. I did... but only just. Yuk! Never again. Now I knew how tastes can vary.

Penny had obviously heard matey's bellow of appreciation and was already standing by the side of the bed ready to take over with the 'placating and winding down process and flattering remarks' part of the operation.

I went straight to the bathroom and had a quick mouthwash and a wank, I forget what came first, then went to the spare room until the all-clear.

The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully and I felt that there was something Penny was keeping from me. We didn't talk much about our little escapade, although she did ask me while we were having our regular helping of natural yogurt at breakfast the following morning, "What did it taste like, Dave?" and backed it up with a mischievous smile.

"Which bit?" I said.

"Well, his cock for starters. And his cum for seconds."

"Look Pen... do you mind if we carry on this conversation after we've finished eating this stuff?"

"Sorry."

On Monday morning at work it was no surprise at all that Charlie Smithers dropped by my office. I knew he couldn't wait to blab his mouth off about whom he'd taken to bed on the weekend. Another pack of lies from Webster's' very own Casanova coming right up. I was only glad I'd managed to avoid him on Friday night.

"Oh Dave, Mate... what a fucking weekend I've had."

"Yeah? Look, Charlie... Would you mind very much coming back when you've got less time? I'm a bit snowed under." Like water off a duck's back, know what I mean?

"You should've seen this bit of stuff I picked up on Friday night. Absolute stunner. Sexy or what? A nymphomaniac or what? Kinky slut-"

"Or what..? Yeah, all right, Charlie... just get on with it, for Christ's sake. I've got to get through this lot by lunch time." I indicated the piles of goods-in receipts showing on my computer screen.

"Right on... You'd just never believe it - completely on the off-chance, right? Called in at Billy Bunter's Bistro in town... you know it..?"

"Yes, I know it." I began to get an uneasy feeling. As if I was about to hear something I didn't want to hear. He wasn't lying so far.

There was this gorgeous bird at one of the tables, all on her own. God, I tell you, she was fantastic, tight white dress, all the curves where you'd expect to find them - reminded me a bit of that woman you see in those..."

"Andy Warhol posters?"

"Yeah, you got it. So I gets my drink right, keeps my eye on her for a couple of minutes to make sure she isn't with anyone, and then I goes over to see what's up?"

I began to feel a little sick.

"Well, to cut a long story short (oh, yes please, Charlie) I offer to buy her a drink and within five minutes of chatting we're out of there on our way back to her pad in my car..." He paused. "You all right mate...?"

I must have looked like I felt. "I think I'm going down with something... or it's something I ate."

"On the way back she only wants to pull over in this lay-by and do it. She couldn't fucking wait, could she? Begging for it she was, fucking lovely job. And then, to top it all when we gets to her place she comes over all kinky and wants to tie me to the bed and blindfold me and then gives me the best fucking blow job I've ever had in..."

But by that time I was out the door heading for the Gents. Sometimes in life you have to be careful what you wish for.



Blind Man's Bluff



This is dedicated to 'Sugar and Salt'. Hope there is enough sex in this for you, sweetheart. lol





I finally sold my first book, but it would be a while before I would get royalties. So I had to stay, living in the same old apartment building, for a while longer. How old is it? It still has the little door to slip a block of ice in to keep the ice box cold. Anyway the building is clean, the electrical is up to code and the rent is cheap. These particulars caused a wide variety of tenants to settle here. 

Carmen lives in the apartment above me. Carmen is an African American woman and very pretty, but tends to dress down. I've talked to her a few times but I tend to be shy. I'm not like Rajh on the' Big Bang Theory' I can actually talk to girls, but I pretty much keep to myself. One morning her car wouldn't start. She banged on my door and asked me to look at it. It was a simple fix but would take time. So I volunteered to take her to work. I dropped her off and headed to Auto Zone to pick up a new battery for her.

Since then we've been friends. Sometimes we'd have dinner together ( I love to cook) or we would go catch a movie. Nothing romantic. But she kept on my ass about getting a girl friend. I told her I liked girls. It was just hard for me.

"You need a girl Mikey. You spend too much time by yourself." 

"You and I spend time together Carmen."

"We aren't doing the horizontal mambo either. Your gonna get your pipes, backed up. You're a great guy Mike, you're handsome, funny and smart. There are tons of prospective pussy partners out there for you. Shit; If I didn't have a boy friend already; I'd jump your bones myself. I've seen you looking at Candy, that Asian chick from upstairs. She's been checking you out as well. I'd bet you that she would love you to slam her booty."

I was red as a fire hydrant when I left her place. I couldn't help being shy. There were no girls, my age in my neighborhood and I went to an all boy's school. I never had much association with females except for my cousins and I don't go to family reunions to pick up chicks. (That's for another Lit category.)

Months went by and we would spend at least one night each week doing our platonic play dates. One day she came over and there was a real twinkle in her eye. This usually meant there was mischief afoot.

"I think I found a way to make extra cash Mike." She was always thinking of ways to scare up some dough. Problem was that her car was falling apart. I did my best to nurse it along, but she needed another set of wheels. "I did some research on the internet and people are making home made porn movies and selling them!"

I didn't like where this was going. "What do you mean home made porn?"

"I mean that I get some girls and guys together and have them screw in front of a camera."

"You leave me out of this Carmen."

"But Mike I need you. You are the only guy I know that is decent looking enough to make it work."

"Carmen, No! Get somebody else."

"I need another car badly, Mike. Can't you help me? I need to do this unless you can loan me some dough."

Shit. Carmen meant a lot to me and I didn't have any extra cash. I hung my head. "What would I have to do?" 

"Do I really need to fill in the details?"

"God, I'm so screwed!" I said to no one in particular. 

"Not yet Mike, but we'll work on it."

Three days later I got a visit from Carmen. "I found a few girls, but can't choose which one."

"So what do we do?" God, I should have known better.

"We're going to have try outs."

"Oh Lord." I breathed. "Try outs, really?"

"What do you think? One at a time or should you do two or three at once? More bang for your buck!" She laughed.

"Carmen!" The way my face felt, I was probably as red as a freshly boiled lobster.

"Take it easy Mikey. No worries. We'll go slow and easy." She approached me. "I really appreciate this, Baby." She hugged me. I wasn't use to the contact, but it looked like it I had to get past that. She playfully gave my ass a slap. "Besides, You got a nice tush Mikey." 

'Oh God!' I thought.

A week later I had just returned from the grocery store. I was able to carry my bags in three loads. Had a new recipe or two I was going to try out. On the last trip I saw a blonde woman walking down the stairs from Carman's floor. I past her in the stair well and entered my apartment. I had just put away my frozen items, when I heard a knock on the door. 

It was the same blonde I had seen earlier. Very pretty and buxom. Of course I blushed.

"Hi, I'm Robin. Do you know Carmen? You're Mike right?" She barely gave me time to speak.

"Y--yes I am."

"Carmen said I might be able to hang out here, until she get's back." Damn, she was a doll! I should have known better, but I let her in. I closed the door and turned around. 

"I need your opinion, Mike. What do you think?" Robin had pulled her sweater over her head and was naked from the waist up. I froze. "You're the guy I'm supposed to fuck right?" I just stood there.

She pouted. "Don't you like my tits?"

"I-I-I-I g-g-guess s---so."

"Aren't they nice and round and tasty looking?" She held them up and wiggled them at me. 

I must not have completely closed the door. Carmen walked in and greeted Robin. "Have you two started yet?"

"He needs to take his clothes off first." Robin's jeans started coming off.

I started. "I need to what?"

Carmen rolled her eyes. "Remember the try outs Mike? Come on, make it snappy."

"Make what snappy?"

"Shuck them clothes, Mike. You'll never get to be a porn star by being modest."

"Yeah. Come on Mike." Robin chimed in. "Show us what you got."

"I don't want to be a porn star." I stated through clinched teeth. 

Robin slipped out of her panties. "Don't tell me you don't want some of this." Her hand brushed against her crotch.

"My God." My face felt like it was burning. I turned and left my own apartment. I went back out to my car. Shit! I had left my keys on the counter. 

"Looking for these?" I turned and Carmen was behind me, holding up my keys.

I held up my hands. "Look, I know I promised that I would do this; I'm not sure if I can, Carmen."

"I kind of pushed Robin on you, didn't I?" 

"You might say that." I relaxed a bit. Fully dressed once more, Robin was headed for a car in the lot. 

"Robin." She turned toward me, a bit pissed. "I'm sorry. You took me by surprise."

"Mike, I've never been turned down before. You sure you ain't gay?" 

I turned away from her. "Robin, I have always had problems talking with girls like you."

"What, you mean whores?" She was really pissed.

"No, I mean beautiful." That stopped her in her tracks.

"I never heard a guy call me beautiful, that wasn't trying to get in to my pants."

"Maybe you need to meet different guys then." My eyes were still averted.

"Do me a favor, Mike. Close your eyes." When I did, she kissed me. Actually it was quite nice. "Keep your eyes closed." She pulled my arms around her waist and we kissed some more. "Not so bad is it?"

"Actually, I---it's nice, Robin."

"I think we made a breakthrough Mikey." This time it was Carmen. I felt her reach into my back pocket and take out the bandana handkerchief I always carried. Soon it was rolled up and covering my eyes. 

The two women escorted me back upstairs to my apartment. I was helped onto the bed. "How do you feel Mike? Robin asked.

"S---surprisingly good." I replied. 

Robin laughed. "That's good, 'cause Mikey boy, I am hornier than Hell." I felt hands unbutton my shirt and pull off my pants.

"Hang on Robin, I have to get my video recorder." I heard a door close. My briefs were pulled off my ass. 

"My goodness Mike, you don't have anything to be ashamed about. Wish Carmen had recruited me sooner." I felt her hand on my dick. "Yes, I think we're going to have some fun." I felt wet and realized that she must be licking me. Damn, It felt great! Maybe this blindfold idea was going to work. Pretty soon she felt like she was sucking my entire body into her mouth. I heard the door again.

"Holy shit, you guys started without me."

"Carmen; how does it look?" I heard the recorder whirling. 

"It looks hot, Mike. I can't believe you are doing this. The blindfold was a great idea."

Robin raised up from her snack. "You filming this? 'Cause it's going to be hot!"

"Hi, Guys." Carmen, narrated. "What's new?"

Robin slurped some more. "Hi, I'm Robin and I am sucking Mike's dick. How am I doing Mikey?"

I grunted. "Not too bad Robin. I'm liking it."

"What's the blind fold for, Robin?"

She raised up again. "Mikey is a little shy. But the blindfold is working miracles." I reached up to take it off.

"Don't take it off Mike. Leave it on and I will do the play by play." Carmen offered.

"You should see how much of your dick she has in your mouth. What's that ring Robin?"

"Just a little insurance that our fuck toy stays at attention."

"Damn, Mikey. The action looks so hot. Robin's mouth, slides up and down and nibbles at the tip on the up slide. Like his dick Honey?"

Slurp. "Takes a licking and keeps on ticking, Carmen. In a moment we're going to see how he eats pussy. Sound good, Mike?"

"I'll do my best Robin. Boy, I wonder if we can patent the blindfold idea?"

" He sounds a little cocky, Robin."

"He's very cocky, Carmen." Robin giggled. " Ready to switch, Mike?"

"Do a sixty nine, guys. It will burn up the lens." I felt Robin shift her weight on me and turn. I felt her leg brush my face as it slid over me. My mouth came into contact with something warm, wet and slippery. I stuck my tongue in as far as it would go. Robin squealed.

"How does his tongue feel, Robin?"

She moaned. "If it were any longer, I bet he could lick his eyebrows." She gasped. "I so want to cum like this."

"Mikey. You should see how well she is doing on your cock." I heard her smack her lips. "How does it taste, Robin."

Slurp! "Find out for yourself Carmen." 

"Hmm-uumm." I tried to intervene, but it seems my mouth was full. I felt warm lips on my cock again. I couldn't believe it. Yesterday I was practically a virgin and today I have two beautiful women fighting over my cock.

Slurp. "God, Mike. Hmumm. If I had known you tasted this good." Slurp.

Robin gave a throaty giggle. "Oh, Mikey. You should see what Carmen is doing to your dick. I'm so close I can see her beautiful lips sliding over the veins on it."

Slurp. "You like my lips Robin?"

"Fuck, yeah! You're gorgeous Carmen." 

I heard more moaning and smacking. "What are you ladies up to?"

"Hmmm. Mind your business Mikey." Robin giggled. "Carmen and I are getting reacquainted." I felt extra weight on the bed. I reached out with my hand and felt a bare ass. There was no doubt in my mind that Carmen was naked as well.

"Can't let you two have all the fun. Let me have a turn Robin." 

In my mind's eye I could see the two of them licking me in unison. First Carmen would suck me in her wanting mouth, while robin licked my balls. Then they would switch. I don't know which one, but somebody had a mouth like a vacuum cleaner. When the assault on my dick stopped, I knew they were kissing. My imagination was driving me crazy.

"Carmen?"

"Yes Robin?"

"I want to lick your pussy."

"Tell you what; Only if I can watch Mike fuck that cute blonde coochie of yours at the same time."

"Deal." She giggled and rose up.

My mouth was finally free. "Do I have a say in this?"

"No!" Carmen and Robin chirped at the same time. I felt two sets of hands pulling me up from the bed. Carmen must have taken my place. I was led to the end of the bed and my hands were placed on, what I imagined was Robin's ass.

"Oh, fuck. You shave! Your little dark button looks so tasty, Carmen. Hmmmm."

"Fuck! That feels so good Robin. That's it; nibble on me. Oh yeah! What you waiting for Mike? Fuck her all ready."

"Hey." I wondered. "Who is filming this?"

"Do I have to draw you a map, Mike? Stick that pole of yours in me. HmmMmm."

I felt her slit. "Damn girl, you're almost dripping!" I slid into her and she moaned around Carmen's pussy."

"That's it Mikey. Give it to her good. Yeah, right there Baby. Lick it like it was chocolate ice cream. Fuck Yeah!"

"Can I take the blind fold off now?"

"No!" The two said in unison again. "Good thing he's pretty, right Robin?"

Slurp. "And he's got a nice dick too." Slurp.

"Mikey, Robin is really-------- doing a n---n--n----number on my kitty. Oh fuck, yes."

"This feels so good guys. Fuck--fuck--fuck!" I grunted.

"Mikey's really pounding you nowwwww. IIIIIIIIII." Carmen screamed and the bed shook. "Holy, shit. That was good!" She finally gasped. I continued my assault on Robin's pussy. 

"Slow down Mikey. Let-- me-- get a better look at--. God. That's so hot."

"C--Carmen-- slid under me in a 69. Oh! I'm getting fucked and licked at the same time. Fuck, yeah!"

"How's the view Carmen?" I wondered.

"Shit, boy. Your dick is sliding in and out of Robin's coochie. I'm so close I could probably--." I felt her hand grasp me and pull it out. When I felt wetness again, I new that Carmen was sucking on me."

"Hey, that was my cock, Carmen! Get your own." She giggled. Carmen slammed me back into Robin. I took the opportunity to really pounded her snatch. Carmen must have gone back to licking her. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH, FUCK!" Robin shook violently, for a moment.

I stopped my pounding. The other two were gasping for air. "I came again, guys."

"That's no fair, Carmen." Robin complained. "I want more."

"But Mikey needs his ashes hauled too, Robin. We can't leave him out."

"Guys, can I finally take this thing off?"

"The cock ring or the blindfold?"

"Both."

"Freeze Mister! Don't worry. Robin and I will take care of you. Lets get him back on the bed." Again I felt hands guiding me onto the bed. My fucking nuts felt like they were ready to explode! What ever was on my dick was removed. Wet, warmth replaced it. 

"You have a choice Mikey. Which one of us do you want to get you off?" Robin asked.

"I don't care. Just hurry please cause I feel like I am going to explode. "

"Don't worry, we'll take care of you." One of the ladies straddled me and sunk onto my dick. "Whine, whine, whine; just because a guy has a cock between his legs; he thinks he owns the world." She laughed. 

Robin was the one that was riding me. My blindfold was pulled off and I saw Carmen naked for the first time. She was even hotter than I imagined. Robin's eyes locked on me as she rode for the border. Her ass wiggled as she plunged down on me, over and over. We both yelled, as she thrashed on top of me. Moments later she lay down next to me, gasping. 

"May I have some cream pie, Robin?" Carmen knelt between her legs. She started licking her and jacking my cock, at the same time. Watching her munch away, I shot off again in nothing flat. 

The three of us lay there, wrapped up in a tangle of arms and legs. "What about the camera?" It was over on the dresser pointed the other way. 

"Shit! That means we're going to have to do this again." Carmen moaned.

__________________________

Friday rolled around, Carmen and I were at my kitchen table talking. Thank God, she had given me a week to recover. "So, you want to do it again?"

"We have to Mike. I want to finish in two weeks."

"Two weeks is a long time."

"It's going to take me a while to edit the movie."

"Okay, Give Robin a call then." 

"Not going to be Robin. I was talking to Candy, upstairs and she practically begged me to use her."

"Candy?" Damn, I really had the hots for her, not that Robin was a slouch. 

"She will be over soon. You ready, or should I say up, for this?"

I smiled. "I'll do my best."

"Need the blindfold again?" 

I laughed. "I'll try and work without a net this time. 

Candy showed up about half an hour later. I always thought she was Hot, but I just about drooled when she walked in. Candy is about 5-5 and might go 125 lbs. She often wears her dark silky hair in a ponytail. This time she had it in two ponies, coming out the top of her pretty head. When she walked in she was looking so sexy, sucking on her finger. But the kicker was that she was dressed in a Japanese school girl uniform, with a skirt that was way too short. Her white blouse was unbuttoned way too far. 

"Hi Mike." She was stunning!

We talked a bit about what kind of scenes we wanted to do. Carmen suggested that I started off by eating Candy. Candy seemed very agreeable to the idea. We mapped out a thin plot for the scene and decided to improvise. The reason for the outfit was that I was going to be the assistant Principle and Candy was down to my office for punishment. I must have been over my shyness cause I could hardly keep my hands off her as we listened to Carmen. Candy was just as eager as I was. She had her hand on my cock and was rubbing it through my pants. This was going to be great!

We started filming. Candy was told that she had to be punished. She smiled sexily and lay across my desk. I told her that I didn't punish like that. She smiled dropped to her knees and freed my cock from my pants. She sucked on me and did such a great job I realized that I was going to need help.

"Where's that ring Carmen?" She kept on shooting. She said it gave the film a homemade touch.

"It's in the bathroom Mike." I headed for the bathroom. I was hard as hell so it was easy to fit on. I admired myself in the mirror and walked back into the bedroom. Candy was laying, apparently naked, her tits showing above the blanket. 

"Hurry up and eat me baby." That's not something you hear everyday. I glanced at Carmen as I got into position on the bed. Something wasn't right. She looked a little stunned. 

"You okay, Carmen?"

'I---It's Friday right?" Puzzled, I confirmed it for her. "Y--you're not Catholic are you?"

I paused just before I pulled the covers away so I could lick Candy's pussy. "No. Why does that matter?" 

"I was just wondering." She squeaked. 

I pulled the covers away. "What are you gett----." I stopped in utter shock! Candy had a cock! WTF! It was enormous! It bobbed there, mere inches from my face. It appeared to look back at me, like it was sizing me up. I heard a low throaty giggle come from Candy. I felt her hands on the top of my head. They pulled me down.

"Open wide, Mikey and eat your meat." I heard her say, before she stuffed it in my mouth. It felt like it was going to come out the back of my head. 

"Honest to God Mikey, I--I didn't know." Carmen exclaimed, still in shock.

Candy continued to pummel the back of my throat. I grabbed her hands and stopped her. She looked a little frightened. "I'm sorry Mike. I just get so horny. I've been wantin----." I think she was shocked when I went back to sucking her cock on my own. "Damn, Mike. That's it. Suck my cock baby. Fuck Yeah!" 

"Candy. You've been up stairs all this time and never told me you were a T girl? I love T girls!" I licked her shaft several times. 

"This hot enough for you Carmen?" I looked over at her and she had her hand down her pants, softly moaning. I chuckled and slid up to my dream girl. We kissed. "Care if she joins us Candy?"

"Fuck, no! That would be so hot!" She groaned, stroking her shaft. 

"Carmen would---.?" She was naked on the bed before I finished the sentence. 

Carmen had her hand on Candy's cock, stroking it, still in shock. Good thing she had the foresight to put the video camera on a tripod. 

"I want feel your mouth on my cock, Carmen." I don't know why she even said anything, cause the Nubian goddess was already swallowing Candy's stick. The two of us continued our tongue fight. I have to admit that Carmen looked very sexy sucking a beautiful woman's cock. This had to be my ultimate fantasy, come to life.




Blind Man's Bluff



Candy had me slide farther up on the bed. She inhaled my erection. Seeing the two women, each with a cock in their mouth, made me very grateful I had that inhibiting cock ring on. They synchronized so that they bobbed their heads at the same time. I moved around and motioned for Carmen to turn around and slide up farther. I ate her pussy while the others were still eating dick. 

Two sets of hands moved me to the center of the bed. I knew that they had been whispering and laughing. "What do you ladies have on your devious little minds?"

Carmen went back to the tripod and checked the angle of filming. "Oh, we have an idea or two." She laughed. 

"She wants to be double teamed Mikey. I get her ass. But I want you to fuck me first; that is if you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all Candy." She slid into my arms. She was truly a beautiful woman. "To be honest I've had a crush on you for a long time now. Finding out you were a T girl; I think I died and went to heaven."

"You don't think I'm freaky?"

"No, Candy. You are sweet and beautiful and amazingly sexy. I always thought so."

Her brow wrinkled. "But every time I've seen you before, you barely said two words to me."

Carmen laughed. "Mikey was painfully shy."

Candy and I were jacking each other, trying to keep the fever up. "You're far from shy now. What happened?"

"My friend Robin and I did a little aversion therapy on him. We blindfolded Mike and fucked the shit out of him. Speaking of which; save the chit chat for the honeymoon and fuck already."

"Okay, bossy. Well Mike, what's your druthers?"

"I thought I caught Carmen whispering something about a 69."

"Fuck yes!" She already had the camera in her hands. "Do It!"

"She is bossy." I snickered. "Well Candy?" I was on my back. Candy turned around and got on top. It seemed like you could see her dick coming from a mile away, as her leg crossed over my head. I was a little apprehensive about getting choked to death, with her python; but then again; what a way to go! It slid into my mouth. Damn, she tasted good!

"That's it guys." Carmen piped up. "Candy, flip your hair to the side so the camera can see you." I could feel her sucking on me. "How is it?"

I heard Candy's voice. "He's doing a wonderful job. Mikey can really suck cock." You know, I think that is on the top of the list of things I never thought that I would ever hear.

"Mikey?" 

"Mumumum." I tried to reply. I grabbed Candy's ass and helped pumped her dick into my mouth.

"You guys are fucking driving me insane! I am so fucking turned on." She was groaning and I was sure she had her fingers between her legs. 

"Shall we give her a break Mike?" Candy raised off me. I am sure by now, with all the saliva I produced, my face looked like a glazed donut. Carmen put the camera back on the tripod and helped wiggle my condom covered, cock into Candy's waiting ass. Candy rode me reverse cowgirl while Carmen was trying to swallow her cock. Her free hand was crammed in her pussy.

"Damn it Mike, That feels so good." Candy groaned.

"Is Carmen doing a good job?"

The Asian woman gasped. "I think she could suck the chrome off a bumper." The lust in her eyes was apparent. 

I watched as beautiful, Candy slowly rode my dick. It was so fucking hot. What made it even wilder was the ebony goddess that was sucking her off at the same time. Might as well kill me now, cause it will never get better than this.

"It's my turn guys." Carmen whined. " I want you both to fill me with your cream." That's another thing I never thought I would hear, outside of a bakery or a porno movie. Oh wait, this is a porno movie. 

Carmen backed away and Candy rose off me. Off came the condom and the cock ring. Carmen took Candy's place and slid down my dick. I could tell that she was aroused, her pussy was so slick with her juices. 

Candy giggled as she put on a condom and slid behind Carmen. Candy slowly entered her asshole. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Carmen moaned. "I am so fucking full." She leaned down as Candy applied a little weight to her back.

"How do you like me now Carmen?"

"I love it!" She gasped. I saw her eyes widen with every gentle thrust of Candy's 'cane'. She leaned down and stuck her tongue in my ear. 

"Fuck me and fill me with your cream." She groaned. Carmen shuddered and I could see Candy's eyes roll back in her head. I felt it as well. It was almost a photo finish to see who came first. 

When we finally separated Carmen was leaking cum from her ass and pussy. She just rolled over and went to sleep. Candy and I were a little drained, but managed to get dressed. Robin arrived and viewed the aftermath. 

"Shit, I missed it." was all she had to say. 

It had been a wild and wooly two weeks. Robin returned to shoot the first scene over again. Carmen must have liked it because she told me she frigged herself off 4 times during the editing process. She also told me that the company she sold it to, gave her extra money and begged for more scenes. They loved Candy. I thought about it, but I'm not really big on sequels. Anyway, Carmen bought herself a nice, used car mostly because the rest of us refused the money. We did it for her anyway. Robin just liked to fuck. I got over being shy. Candy and I became lovers and she soon moved in with me. I found that I loved her very much, so again, I was grateful. You might ask me how I like having a transsexual woman for a girlfriend. I think it's great. Sometimes she's a little demanding, but isn't everybody, once in a while. I guess that I am just grateful that I finally got to the point where I can walk normal again. See you in the funny papers.