2 comments/ 7096 views/ 3 favorites Evan's Life By: P_A_Solcrofft Along with Jennifer's series, I now present you with Evan' Life! Here is the first story, from the erotic series, that got the ball rolling. Enjoy! ******** Moving was always tough. Evan knew it, but he steeled himself for it. The movers packed what little stuff he had, and had just left. His home was now an empty shell, and he looked into it one last time. "Later, house," he said to it. "We had some good times!" Evan got into his car and left. His lanky frame fit well in his car, having taken the time to make sure it fit him. He hit the highway in short time and was on his way to Texas and his new home in Houston. Driving along, he thought about the past few months on the job. He had been promoted from platform manager to executive manager of all eight platforms owned by Samuel Gracy. Sam was his boss, and close friend. When Sam came to him and told him about the merger, Evan thought he would be losing his job. He was relieved, and shocked, to learn that he not only would not be laid off, but that Sam wanted him to follow him to Houston and become part of the merger. None of the other executives would be retained, as he soon learned, so this became a source of irritation and hatred for them. Sam was sensitive to this, so gave Evan leave for the remaining 3 months, with pay. This suited him just fine, and squirreled as much money as possible away for the move. By the time he left, he had a sizeable amount. He asked Sam to open an account with the company Credit Union and put all but 5000 dollars into it, so he would have funds to work with when he arrived. This had been done, and he felt better knowing that the house was taken of by Sam, at his request. Sam even told Evan to take just his personal belongings; No furniture, lawn equipment etc. While this confused Evan at first, it became clear when he learned that a home was waiting for him. He had been traveling for a while before he noticed he needed gas. He pulled off at the next exit and pulled into a gas station. It was one of those self-serve stations, not at all like the ones in New Jersey, so he carefully read the directions. He put his money in the machine, put the nozzle in his car, and locked the handle in place. When he turned around, he saw a pretty woman sitting on the curb near the minimart front doors. Her head was down, and her shoulders were shaking. She was crying. Evan went up to her. "Anything I can do for you, miss?" Evan asked. "Not unless you can give me a ride," she sobbed, her head still down. Evan didn't have to think very hard on it. He just spent 3 hours on the road, and it was getting damned boring! "Where you going?" "Texas," said the woman. Sweeter still! "Well, it so happens that that's where I am headed." The woman's head shot up, and Evan could see one possible reason why she was crying: She was sporting a black eye. "Geez, lady, who did that to you?" Evan asked shocked. "Oh, that prick of an ex-boyfriend," she sniffled. "We pulled in to get gas. He wanted me to go down on him in the bathroom. When I refused, he hit me and tore out of here. Now I'm stranded here, with no way to get ho-ho-home!" she started crying again. Evan bent down and put his arm around her. "Tell you what. I'll get you home. We're going in the same direction, and I could use a driving buddy. It gets boring on the road alone. So, How about it?" The woman wiped the tears from her eyes and looked at Evan. "You'd do that for me?" "Sure," Evan answered, squeezing her shoulder. The woman suddenly got a shrewd look on her face. "What's it gonna cost?" she asked him. "Your company, if you can afford it," Evan said. Finally, a smile crossed her face. "Then I accept your offer," she said. "Great!" Evan said. "My car is the Focus over there. Get on in. I'll get us some Cokes." Evan helped the woman up. She was tall, at least 6 foot, with blond hair and blue eyes. Her chest was medium size, about a small c cup, and her hips flared sexily. Her jeans encased what looked to be shapely legs. Evan pointed to the car again, giving her a friendly push towards it, and entered the minimart. Evan bought a six-pack of coke and some grapes for the next leg of the trip. He figured on spending the night somewhere in Virginia, and he made sure he had the money to help this gorgeous woman while he bought his stuff. He saw the woman in the passenger seat of his car when he got back. She had covered herself with one of his blankets he had in the back, and she looked asleep. He took the nozzle out of his car, got his receipt, and then got back on the road. It was getting dusk outside. The woman continued to sleep. Evan put on some tunes, but turned down the volume so it wouldn't disturb her. She turned, and the blanket fell from her shoulders on to her lap. Evan looked. She was wearing a plaid shirt tied at the midriff, exposing a very flat belly. A couple buttons had come undone, and he could see the outline of a beautifully formed breast within. About an hour later, the woman woke up, and stretched luxuriously. She tucked the blanket around her waist, and kicked off her shoes. She looked over at Evan and smiled. "Thank you for getting me home," the woman said to him. "My pleasure," Evan said. "You know, I haven't got your name yet." "Evan. Evan Bertram." "I'm Brittney Maklin. Nice to meet you." She held out her hand. Evan shook it. "Likewise," he said. "It looks like your moving, with all those blankets and clothes back there." "I am. My job moved, so I'm moving with it. The company bought me a house in Houston." Brittney looked shocked. "Oh, this is too weird!" "What?" Evan said, suddenly concerned. "I live in Houston as well!" This got Evan's imagination rolling. Here was this gorgeous woman, and it looked like she would be riding with him all the way to Houston. Now what were the chances of picking up someone going to the same place as you? Damned small, Evan thought. "Well, it looks like we're neighbors," Evan finally managed to say. "I guess so," Brittney said. The two remained quiet until Evan pulled off the highway at a motel. "I'll register us and get us a couple of rooms," Evan said, getting out of the car. "Just get a double," Brittney called out. "Save some money." Evan staggered a step hearing that. A small smile cracked his face. Anything that kept him in the company of this woman was fine by him! Evan registered and got the key for their room. He pulled the car around to it, then got out and pulled a suitcase out of the trunk. "We're about the same height," Evan said to her. "I think I might have a shirt or two in here you can use. Maybe a pair of jeans." "Thank you," Brittney said, smiling. "I could use a change of clothes right now." Evan and Brittney got into the room. Evan put down the suitcase and opened it, extracting two long type plaid shirts he used for work, and handed them to Brittney. He also pulled out a pair of his jeans that were a little tight on him, and also handed them over. Brittney sized them to her, and smiled. Apparently, they would fit nicely. "Dibs on the bathroom!" Brittney yelled happily, running toward it. Evan laughed, and flopped on the bed, opened a coke, and downed a third of it in one swallow. He kicked off his shoes, and used the remote to turn on the news. Evan heard the shower turn on. His imagination came up again, and he let it run this time. He closed his eyes. He saw Brittney in that shower, slowly dragging the soap across her body. She paid special attention to each nipple, soaping them until they stood painfully erect. She moaned from the feeling as she dragged that soap south until she reached her pussy. Here, she soaped herself thoroughly, masturbating with the bar. Her eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of the soap bar rubbing her clit and the water raining down on her body in a rhythmic pattern, bringing her ever closer to an orgasm. She started rubbing her clit with the bar of soap harder, harder... His eyes flew open as he heard the bathroom door open, and Brittney came out. Her body and her hair were wrapped in towels. He wondered what she looked like under that towel... "Your turn!" she said, a look of happy relief on her face. Evan drained the rest of his coke and went into the bathroom. He shut the door. When he turned around, he saw her pile of clothes. He saw jeans and shirt. No bra. No panties. And what was that smell in there. It smelled like...Evan brought his mind back to the present and stripped for a shower. He just could not keep Brittney from invading his idle thoughts. She was just too gorgeous. Evan knew he was not one to take advantage of people, but this bordered on something...erotic. He had not had much of that for the past year, and the one date he had 5 weeks ago ended badly. His thoughts continued to center on Brittney as he soaped his body. He felt his cock stiffen at the sight of her in his mind. He thoroughly soaped his crotch as the last thing, then put the soap down. He grabbed his stiffening member and started stroking to the vision of Brittney masturbating herself in his mind. His fist moved faster as his cock lurched, and sperm started shooting out. His imagination was just too erotic to maintain countenance. He quickly rinsed off, washed his hair, and toweled off. He wrapped a dry towel around him and went back into the main room. Brittney was already in her bed, turned on her side. Evan could hear very light snoring, and knew she was already asleep. He turned off the TV, dropped the towel, and crawled into the other bed. **************** Evan's dream was fitful. He was in a bed, feeling Brittney's wonderful tits, giving her a sensual massage. He could feel her hands on him, rubbing his shoulders, his back... Even flew awake and turned over. Brittney had crawled into bed with him, and was rubbing his shoulders and back. "Brittney! What are you doing?" He asked her, wild-eyed. "Well," she stammered a bit, "I heard you say my name in your sleep. I figured you were dreaming about me. I thought about how you treated me today, and I began to see you differently. I find you attractive, and I know you find me attractive. I was feeling horny, and now you are here, and I like you..." Evan caught her gist, and felt flattered. He settled down and faced her, still covered by the blankets. He reached over and drew her in for a kiss. She tasted sweet. Her tongue split his lips apart and found his. They tasted each other in that kiss. Then they broke apart. "Brittney, let me see you," Evan suddenly said. Brittney smiled as she got from under the covers and stood. She was very statuesque in her beauty. Her skin looked smooth. Her breasts were a very playful handful. Her pussy was shaved, and the split of her pussy lips could be seen by the light of the moon coming through the window. Evan threw the covers off the bed and scrambled to her side. He sat on the edge and massaged her thighs. A small moan escaped her lips as she spread her legs. Evan brought up his hand and rubbed her pussy, inserting two fingers in an already wet canal. Brittney gasped. Evan then brought his head closer to her cunt, and flicked his tongue out. He licked her pussy crack, finding her clit. He sucked that morsel into his mouth and gently bit it. Brittney couldn't stand it. She collapsed, and Evan had to move fast to catch her. He laid her gently on the bed. Brittney immediately flew her legs open. "Eat my cunt, you stud," she hissed, a husky moan of lust escaping her. Evan got between her legs and started licking up her juice. She was really hot! He found her clit again, licking and nibbling it. He inserted two fingers into her, finger fucking her in time with his nibbling. Brittney went wild. "Oh yes, you fucking stud!" she was moaning. "Eat that cunt! Lick me dry! Drink my juices, and make my clit explode! Ooh! That's it, lover! Suck it! Suck it!" Evan had never heard a woman talk so raunchy before, and it was turning him on so much that his cock twitched just from the sound. He continued his assault on her pussy, inserting another finger. His hand jack-hammered in and out of her now, making her spasm violently. All of a sudden, he felt Brittney seize up, squeezing his fingers with her pussy muscles. "Oh god, Evan! I'm cumming! Oh, pound that cunt with your fingers hard. I'm cumming! AAAUUUGGGHH!" Evan locked his mouth on her snatch and pounded his fingers into her as hard as he could. He rode out her orgasm as best he could. His face was covered with pussy juice by the time she settled down. Brittney was like a wild animal as she got up and grabbed Evan by the arms and laid him down on the bed. "Now I'm gonna eat your cock, stud, and make you cum just as hard as you made me!" she said to him huskily. Evan reached down and held up his eight-inch cock. "Suck this thing, bitch!" Evan growled, his lust rising. Brittney screamed her lust and landed on Evan's cock, taking it all in one shot. Evan grunted in surprise. Britney started a fast up-and-down motion on his pole, constantly keeping pressure on it. Her tongue danced on his shaft from side to side, causing Evan's eyes to cross. "Oh, that is so fucking good!" Evan hissed. "Suck that cock, Brittney!" Brittney renewed her assault of his wonderfully gorgeous cock. She slowed her pace a little, and really worked it over, making Evan squirm. Ten minutes later, Evan felt the familiar tingle in his balls. "Oh, Jeez, I'm gonna cum, Brittney! Holy shit! I'm gonna cum hard!" Brittney nodded as she kept up her motion. All of a sudden, Evan groaned and flexed his hips, and the first jet of sperm hit the back of her throat. She greedily swallowed. Evan kept shooting more and more of his spunk, and she swallowed it all. When he finished, she snaked up his body, rubbing her tits on him along the way, and planted a wet, passionate kiss on his lips. He could taste his sperm in her mouth, and it turned him on even more! Evan was amazed that he was still hard after that fantastic blowjob. Brittney scooted up a little more, and positioned her pussy at his cockhead. Using her hips, she scooped his cock into her, spreading her pussy with its size. She slowly moved back, impaling herself on his pole. Brittney's head came up as his cock bottomed out. She moaned in lust, and sat up. "Ooh, please, play with my tits while I fuck you," She pleaded. Evan reached up and tweaked the nipples on her tits, making her squeal. Brittney started an up and down, then forward and backward motion on his cock, sending more waves of pleasure through him, Her pussy felt tight! It felt like a velvety vise. He was amazed at how much pleasure she was getting from him. He had never affected a girl this way, and he loved the feeling. Brittney fucked Evan this way through two more orgasms. Each time one of them hit, she seized up, causing Evan to cry out from the tightness of her spasming cunt, which in turn kept her cumming. It was a self-reinforcing orgasm, and both were sweating from the effort. "Come on!" Brittney gasped after her third orgasm of the night. "I want you to cum! I want to feel your spunk flooding my cunt! Come on, stud. Cum for me!" Evan went crazy from the sensation. He had the irresistible urge to pound his cock into this incredibly gorgeous and lustful woman. He sat up and threw her to the side, causing her to cry her surprise. He then stood, and dragged her to the edge of the bed. He held her legs open as wide as they would go. "That's it, stud!" she yelled at him. "Pound that cunt good! Make me feel it! Shove that cock 'til I scream. Come on, stud! FUCK ME!" Evan, still speechless, positioned the head of his cock at her hole, then slammed it home so hard that Brittney saw stars. He pulled back out, and slammed it home again. Brittney screamed. Then he grabbed her legs, and held her in place as he mercilessly pounded his cock into her. Brittney's head lolled to the side, moans of pure lust coming from her with each thrust. Evan's lust allowed him to pound her like this for a whopping 15 minutes. Brittney had screamed her way through two more gripping orgasms before he finally felt the stirring in his balls that heralded his own. "You wanted to feel my cum in your cunt, slut!" he growled. "Well here it comes!" "Yes! Yes! Fill my cunt, stud! Fill me with your cum! OH! I'm coming again!" Evan yelled as his orgasm hit, seizing all his muscles. Brittney came at the same time. His sperm completely flooded her pussy, leaking out the side. The sensation was so maddening that Evan could not stop pounding his cock into her. He slammed for a good 5 minutes, making Brittney scream with each one. Finally spent, Evan passed out on top of Brittney. She was so wasted that she just lay there and passed out herself. ************************** Evan woke to pressure on his hips. He opened his eyes and saw Brittney fucking him again, but tenderly this time. "Morning, lover!" Brittney said brightly, adjusting her hands on his hips to get a better grip. "Morning," Evan grunted, now feeling the sensation of her velvety pussy. Brittney had a look of concentration on her face as she rubbed her pussy on his pubic mound. In a few moments, she stiffened and let out a coo of satisfaction as an orgasm gripped her. "Ooh, I needed that after last night!" she said when she finished. "That was awesome! We both passed out, you know? Evan chuckled. "I know." "I am so glad I met you, Evan. I know we will be together for a long time." "Yeah, about 3 more days. Then we will be in Houston." "Evan! Is that all you want me for?" Evan came wide-awake at that question. "What are you getting at, Brittney?" "What I'm getting at," she said, "is we don't need to split once we get there. I want to be with you." "What about your home there?" "Oh. I still live at my daddy's mansion there. He's one of those oil barons. I'm sure he'd like to get me out of his hair." Evan could not believe his sheer dumb luck. "And to prove I'm serious, I intend to suck your cock all day, and keep it in my pussy at night, all the way to Houston! In fact, I'm gonna start right now!" She put action to her words, and gobbled his cock. Evan closed his eyes, and savored the feeling. ******** Getting through Houston was a real headache. Traffic was heavy, and the drivers seemed to have no manners whatsoever. To top it all off, Brittney had just finished giving him a long, slow blowjob that she had started when they had entered Texas. This kept Evan from getting upset at them. Then a thought struck him funny. Brittney smacked her lips after cleaning his cock off, and had just tucked it back in to his shorts. "What's so funny?" she asked. "Oh, it's just the thought of this situation," He snickered. "I was thinking that if all these other drivers had someone munching their privates while they drove that there would be no thing as road rage!" Brittney thought about that for a moment, visualizing the scene. In a moment, she was laughing just as hard as Evan! Evan found his exit. He turned off, then pulled into the first gas station near the exit. "Brittney, hand me that set of directions in the glove box, please?" Evan asked. "Sure thing, lover," she said sexily. Evan mentally shook his head. Four days ago he had picked up this woman at a gas station in Virginia. Her ex-boyfriend had battered her, and she had no way to get home to Houston. Since that first night, when Brittney fell in love with him, she had been sucking his cock much of the day, and fucking him at night until he fell asleep or, more accurately, passed out. They had not talked that much about themselves, only those parts that concerned their lovemaking. Now that the driving portion of his move was all but over, he found himself anxious to learn more of her life and likes, and to have her in a bed that was his. To him, their lovemaking throughout the trip felt a little like one hell of a long One Night Stand, what with all the motels they had stopped at. Evan's Life Brittney found the directions and handed them to Evan. He scanned them, verifying he had gotten off at the right exit. He memorized the rest of it, got his bearings, and gave them back to Brittney, asking her to put them away. With a final check of his memory, he pulled out of the station and headed west. It took about 20 minutes to drive to the subdivision that his house was in. The trip through the streets of it was a little twisty, and Evan had to backtrack twice before he pulled in to the driveway of his new home. The house was a two-story affair with a three-car garage. The house siding was cedar wood shingles, with real working shutters at all the windows. The front door was grand. A fleur-de-lis pattern was carved in the two doors, and olde-style brass knockers graced the center of each. The handle was a lever type, Titanium plated. All in all, Evan was impressed. Brittney, slowly massaging his chest while standing behind him, also admired the workmanship. There was a package attached to the door handle, addressed to Evan. He took it off, and opened it. In it, there were two sets of keys, and a note from his company, welcoming him to Houston, and that he had two weeks to set his things in order before reporting to the field office. Brittney looked over his shoulder and noted the company name. She grunted softly, sounding like she was satisfied with something. Evan stored that for future inquiry. "Well, let's see how it looks inside," Evan said as he turned the key in the lock. The door opened into a cloakroom, with an archway directly across from the front door. When Evan passed through that he was in the living room, and his jaw dropped. It was a sunken living room, with a curved white couch unit, lots of deep pile throw rugs, and all accoutrements were in an executive black-and-gold motif. There was a huge entertainment and multimedia center set in the far wall. Still stunned, Evan moved through the entire downstairs, checking out each room. By the time he finished, he was speechless. "This is a great house!" Brittney said, sounding cheerful. Evan found his voice. "There has to be some mistake," he said. "This is a house for an executive, or something. I'm just a platforms manager! I better call." Evan took out the letter and found the office number. There were phones in each room (even the bathroom and pantry!), and Evan used the one in the kitchen. "Hello, M&G Petroleum, Angela speaking," came the voice on the phone. "Uh, hi," Evan said. "This is Evan Bertram, from Gracy Oil, in New Jersey. I just got into town, and I was wondering if you put me in the right house." "Bertram? Let me check." There was a short pause. "Mr. Bertram? Our records show that the house at 42368 Holland Circle was purchased and assigned to you on the finance option of your contract. Is this the house you are at now?" "Yes it is." "Then there is no mistake. That is your house. In fact, there is a note from the executive board chairman stating that we were to get you this house, and that you are to report in two weeks for your new assignment. "New assignment? What new assignment? I'm to supervise the crews of two new drill sites here." "Not any more, Mr. Bertram. You have been promoted." Evan gulped. "Promoted?" "That is correct, Mr. Bertram. I was instructed to tell you this when you called. Also, there is a small clothing allowance on its way to you, and should arrive in a day or two. You are to purchase two suits and a tuxedo, and to update your working wardrobe." Evan sat down hard. "Um, anything else?" "No sir. That is all for now. You will receive your full briefing in two weeks. Thank you for calling, and welcome to Houston." She hung up. Evan hung the phone up. He still could not believe his sheer dumb luck! Brittney, who had been sitting silently through all this, finally spoke. "Well, is this your house?" "It appears so," Evan said absently. "Thought so," she said. "Let's take a look at the upstairs." Evan got up and followed a skipping Brittney up the stairs. The second floor was just as opulent as the downstairs. There were at least 10 doors down the long hallway, with an eleventh at the far end. The lighting was recessed in the ceiling, and the center carpet, brocaded with fine gold tasselling, spanned the entire hall. Evan was overwhelmed. "What the hell do I need with all this room?" Evan said. Not even the home he grew up in was this big! "I imagine that you will be expected to entertain," Brittney said. "The extra bedrooms are for overnight guests, probably." Evan looked at Brittney. She had an innocent look on her face. That was not like her. "Brittney, what's going on?" "Come on. Let's see the master bedroom." Brittney started running down the hall, laughing. Evan's suspicions rose as he followed at a slower pace. He knew his tastes, and this was something only in his wildest dreams. Brittney was acting like she expected this. Well, maybe it was because she was an oil heiress, and expected this kind of poshness, he thought. Then again... When Evan entered the master bedroom at the end of the hall, he found Brittney on her back on the canopy bed, stretching like a contented cat. He shut the door behind him and folded his arms across his chest. A sneaking suspicion occurred to him, and he needed to check it out. 'Brittney, shouldn't you call your father, and let him know where you are?" Evan said carefully. Brittney sat up, playing at the top button of the shirt she wore. "He already knows." Ok, one suspicion verified. Evan went on. "When did you call him?" "Four days ago," she said. "That first night we were together, while you were sleeping." "Uh huh. What did you tell him?" "I told him what that prick of an ex-boyfriend had done to me, and that I had met you and were bringing me home." "What else?" "Nothing really. I told him your name, and that your business moved to Houston, and that is how I was getting home. He asked me your name and who you worked for." "How did you know who I worked for? I hadn't told you that yet." "I didn't and I told him so. He told me to hang on. When he came back, he told me that you were a trustworthy sort, and that I was lucky to have met you, and that he wants to meet you once we got into town." Another suspicion verified. "Did you speak with him again?" "Two days ago. You know I did. You were with me when I made the call." "I didn't stay the whole conversation, you know that. Now what did you two talk about?" "Evan, what's this about?" "I feel like I'm being gilded. I don't like being taken for a ride, or getting things by fiat. Now what did you two talk about?" Brittney fidgeted uncomfortably. "Well, he told me you worked for him now, and I told him you told me something similar that day, which you did when you said your new company was M&G. He said I could not have been luckier than in finding you when I did. He told me that it was imperative that you two meet as soon as possible. He told me that he contacted the finance officer and told him to purchase all the necessities to make your home as nice as possible." "I thought so." Evan was not in a good mood. "Evan, what's wrong?" Brittney asked. "Everything!" Evan exploded. "First, this house is more than I really dreamed of, and you were acting so weird as if you EXPECTED this, and I find out that I was promoted, when nothing from my other office even hinted at that, and now I find out that your FATHER is involved with this..." "Now you hold one damn minute there, Evan Bertram," Brittney said, a little nettled. "My father did this because he has a respect for you. That's all! The promotion you got ON YOUR OWN! He had nothing to do with that; He wouldn't do that anyway. He believes people should make their own way. He's not above giving to the poor, or a worthy cause, but you are neither. You've EARNED all this, you dolt! He just helped it along!" Evan was taken aback. He had not expected this, or this tirade. He felt like a heel, but concluded that he had a right to ask. He let it sink in, helping to cool him down. He looked at Brittney. She was on her feet, and the blue of her eyes were on fire. The bruise around her one eye was yellowing, and she had a set look on her face. Her hands were in fists, and she stood in an aggressive stance. At that moment, Evan realized that he loved this woman. He still needed to get this out. "Why didn't you tell me?" "He asked me not to," she said. "He figured that you would figure it out on your own, which you did. He also told me that you would react exactly the way you did, and that if you didn't, then you weren't the person he thought you were and I was to get away from you. I just got pissed because you were on the way to blaming my father for getting you that promotion because of me. I had to stop you. That would have been a dig that would have hurt too much, because in time you would have blamed me, and," she then smiled, "how would that go over with our new relationship?" "Not too well, I expect," Evan chuckled, realizing that Brittney was right, and got him out of his anger. "And you know what else?" Brittney asked silkily. Evan looked up. "Your anger proved your steadfastness to me. It showed me that you value your word. That makes me so happy, because now I know that everything you have said to me is the truth and from your heart." Brittney quickly unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her pert tits. "You have earned me, Evan Bertram, and now I want you to collect your earnings." Evan dropped his arms and walked to her. Brittney kept her arms apart, and started breathing heavier the closer he got. He walked into her, putting his arms around her. She threw her arms around him and pulled him in for a sloppy, wet, erotic kiss. Their tongues danced with each other as they ground their bodies together in the flush of a love that was tested and found strong. Evan broke the kiss and picked Brittney up, walking over to the bed. He laid her down gently, kissing her neck, Brittney giggled, holding him and tousling his long hair. Suddenly, Brittney broke the hold. "Keep your motor running, stud," she said as she pushed some hair from her face. "Let me get ready. I have a special surprise for you." Brittney got up from the bed, shedding the shirt. Her back looked as good as her front, Evan thought. She closed the bedroom door behind her. Evan lay back, looking at the canopy above him. How did he deserve all this, he wondered to himself. He let his thoughts drift him to the previous four days, and savored every touch, every kiss, every suck and fuck they shared during that time. He centered himself on the first time, feeling the heat he had at that time for the tall, sexy vixen that was now his girlfriend. He savored the taste of her pussy, the feel of it around his cock, and the way she fucked him. A sound in the hall roused him from his reverie. It was also dark out, so he deduced that he had fallen asleep. He had a hardon, so he concluded that he was dreaming about Brittney. The sound became louder, and it sounded like two people walking down the hall. Two? Who else was here? Evan quickly sat up to hide his erection. The door opened. Brittney walked in first, then another woman that made Evan's jaw drop. They were both naked. "Evan, This is Roxanne, my bestest friend in the world," Brittney said. Evan looked at the two. Roxanne was an inch or two shorter than Brittney. She had extremely long black hair and almond colored eyes. She had painfully beautiful features. Her tits were large and sweetly slung. She had full round lips and hips, and a beautifully trimmed vee of pubic hair. Her long legs tapered nicely to her ankles, and she had the look of someone who exercised regularly. She had no fat on her. "Isn't he like I described him?" Brittney asked Roxanne. "Perfectly," Roxanne said, in a voice that exuded wanton sensuality. "Evan?" Brittney said. Evan snapped out of his reverie. "GULP!- Yes?" You can close your mouth now, lover," Brittney said, laughing. " I invited Roxanne here to help me welcome you to Houston. I hope you don't mind." Evan's senses were reeling now. "Mind? Wh-Why would I mind? Not at all, as long as you're ok with this..." Of course I am, silly. That's why I invited her." Oh, he is so lusciously naïve," Roxanne said. "He's not naïve, I can assure you," Brittney said. "No, I guess he's not, based on what you already told me..." "You told her...about us?!" Evan interjected, flabbergasted. "Of course!" Brittney said, a sly sexy, mischievous smile on her face. "Every juicy detail!" Evan gulped as his hardon took an involuntary lurch. "Let's get 'im!" Brittney yelled. The two girls ran and bowled a thoroughly surprised Evan back onto the bed. Roxanne was ripping off his shirt as Brittney worked on his pants. Buttons flew everywhere, and Evan heard a rip. Roxanne was really tearing his shirt off! He was again surprised at her strength! Brittney got the belt off and unzipped his fly. She then grabbed Evan's jeans by the legs and ripped them off him. Evan was thankful he wore underwear today, or his dick might have been literally pulled out by the roots! Roxanne was busy extricating portions of Evan's shirt from under him. She kept him pinned in place by locking one of his arms between her knees. Brittney had gone over to the nightstand and retrieved a pair of scissors and was humming as she cut Evan's underwear off. In short order, Evan was as naked as the two women, pieces of their work strewn all over the bedroom. Roxanne released his arm and then straddled his chest, facing him. Evan could smell her excitement emanating from her plump, blood-engorged pussy. "I want to know if you are as good at eating pussy as Brit claims," Roxanne said huskily, grinding her snatch into his chest. Without a word, Evan reached under Roxanne and grabbed her ass, pulling her forward. Roxanne slid forward, lifting slightly. He snaked his tongue out, taking one long lick of her cunt, dragging his tongue across her clit all the while. "Ooh, that's good!" Roxanne said shakily. Brittney was playing with herself as she watched Evan start to tongue-fuck her best friend, remembering how it felt on her. She moved her three fingers in and out of her pussy, getting them completely soaked. Then she went to the head of the bed and wiped her fingers under Evan's nose and into Roxanne's pussy hair. "Here you go, stud," Brittney said sexily. "Smell two women at once." Evan smelled Brittney's aroma, as well as Roxanne's, as he continued to tongue fuck Roxanne. He looked up and saw her tits gently swaying to her body movements as she ground her pussy onto his mouth. He then shot a hand out and planted it in Brittney's pussy, using his thumb to mash her clit. "Ooh, Geez, lover, you really know how to turn a girl on!" Brittney said breathlessly as she tilted her head back and grabbed his arm for support. Roxanne's face was a mask of lust as Evan's tongue did wonders to her pussy. Her eyes glazed over as he nibbled her clit, bringing her ever closer to an orgasm. "Oh, God, Ev, I gotta taste your cock!" Roxanne stammered as he shoved his tongue into her again. "G-Go ahead, Roxy," Brittney stuttered. "I'll keep him fed with pussy." Roxanne moaned as she lifted off Evan's mouth. Evan took a deep breath. As Roxanne shifted around, He reached up with his free hand and sunk it in Roxanne's pussy, getting his fingers soaked. Roxanne shivered. Brittney disengaged Evan's hand from her pussy and straddled his face. Evan pulled his hand out of Roxanne and wiped the moisture all over Brittney's pussy. "I want to taste both of you at the same time this time," Evan said. Brittney shivered. Roxanne fell forward, then shifted around to Evan's beautiful cock. To Roxanne, it was big, and her pussy tingled in anticipation of what it will do to her shortly. She reached out and fondled his balls, making him buck. She used her other hand to stoke his shaft as she brought her mouth closer to the head. She then placed her lips on it, using her tongue to tickle the piss hole. Then, in one shot, she swallowed the entire length of his dick, making him lurch. At the same time, Brittney planted her pussy on his mouth. "Eat this, lover!" She yelled as she threw her head back. Evan attacked Brittney's pussy with renewed vigor. She was giving him a special gift, and he was going to make sure both women were completely satisfied. Brittney yelped with each nibble. Roxanne sucked his cock with a vengeance. Evan started to shove his cock into her mouth with increasing force. Roxanne reached down and fucked her pussy furiously with her hand. Evan felt himself losing control of his lust. He had his girlfriend's pussy in his mouth while her best friend was sucking his cock with ferocity. Brittney was the first to come. With a scream she ground her pussy into Evan's mouth with each shuddering wave. Evan greedily drank in her pussy juice, savoring the flavor. Her grinding made him cut his lip on his teeth, but he didn't care. He kept lapping, licking, and biting until she came again. Spent, Brittney rolled off and lay on her back next to Evan. Evan then reached down and grabbed Roxanne's head, forcing her mouth on his cock. Roxanne accommodated him. Something snapped in Evan. He had never felt this level of lust before, and he was swept away by it. He grabbed Roxanne's mouth off his dick, then pulled her forward on to him. He then flipped her over so that she was under him. Roxanne immediately split her legs open and around him. Evan scooted to the side of the bed and stood, with Roxanne's legs still around him. "Get fucked, bitch!" He growled, then he forcefully shoved his cock into her wet and waiting cunt. Roxanne screamed, a little painfully, at the onslaught. She then licked her lips as she felt the full length and width of Evan's dick in her. She licked her lips and looked at him with wanton lust in her eyes. "Rip my cunt up, you stud!" She rasped. "Fuck me good!" Evan banged his hips into her as he fucked her. The entire bed shook from the force. Roxanne's head was banging against Brittany, who moved over a little and rolled to watch the fucking. Evan was merciless. Roxanne's pussy was very wet, and he slipped in and out easily, coating his cock with her juice. He held her arms for support. A low moan emanated from her, punctuated by each ferocious thrust. Evan was not done. He stopped, then flipped her over, once again entering her, this time from behind. His hips slapped her ass with an audible sound. Their thighs got wet from all the juice from her pussy, and Evan fucked her even faster. Roxanne grunted each time his balls slapped her clit. All of a sudden, he stopped. "Brittney, Get over here!" he growled. "Lay on your stomach next to her." Brittney complied, and lay on her stomach next to Roxanne. Then she felt Evan stick the head of his dick into her pussy, then ram it home. She cried out in surprise, then moaned as he fucked her just as hard. Evan was a wild man. He fucked Brittney for a while, then switched to Roxanne, and fucked her just as hard. The women were helpless against this onslaught, so they held hands and looked at each other. "Oh god, he's fucking the shit out of us, isn't he?" Brittney asked Roxanne dreamily. "H-He s-s-sure i-is" she stuttered as Evan's cock pounded her. Evan continued the onslaught for a long time. Both women experienced orgasm after orgasm, each one preceded by a lustful scream. Both women were like rag dolls as Evan finally felt the tingling of his orgasm. Evan flipped Roxanne over. "Here it comes, bitch!" he growled as he shoved his cock into her pussy again. "Take it all!" Evan's Life "Oh, give it to me stud!" she screamed. Evan yelled, then released the floodgates. Roxanne's eyes flew open as the first jets of his cum coated her pussy. Evan kept fucking through his orgasm, causing her to go into yet another screaming cum. Some of his spunk started coming out of her, coating her thighs. Evan kept thrusting until he was spent, then backed off. Brittney immediately got on her knees in front of him and took his cock into her mouth, sucking out the last of his cum. Roxanne just laid on the bed, a glazed look on her face, his cum and her juice flowing out in copious amounts. Evan's eyes were closed, trying to release the lust in him, but it didn't work. His erection did not go down, and he needed to fuck these girls some more! "Kneel down, Brittney," Evan said. Brittney stopped sucking his cock and got on her hands and knees. Evan knelt behind her, and opened her ass cheeks. "I'm gonna fuck your ass now," he said Brittney's eyes flew open. This was something new for her, and she braced herself for the entry. Evan placed his thoroughly wet cock at Brittney's asshole, and gently pushed in. Brittney gasped and bit her lip. It hurt a little, but the pain went away quickly. Evan slowly fucked her ass until his entire length was in her, then started fucking her in earnest. Brittney put her head to the floor, and gasped. The sensation was so erotic that she was on the verge of another orgasm! Relentlessly, Evan shoved his cock in and out of her ass. Roxanne recovered from her mind-blowing fuck, and saw what was happening, and she got hot all over again. She wanted to feel him in her ass as well, so she got down and knelt, the same way, next to Brittney. "Fuck my ass, stud," she said. Evan looked at the proffered ass and gulped. It was as beautiful as the ass he was fucking. He pulled out of Brittney and went over to Roxanne, and fucked her ass the same way. Entering her was a little easier, and Evan deduced that she had enjoyed anal before. Once again, Evan alternated between the two women until they had come again, but this time he came in Brittney. He saw stars as he shot his load deep within her. Brittney moaned in satisfaction. Finally spent, Evan got up and staggered to the bed, and fell onto it, on his back. The two girls got up shakily and joined him. "You really fucked us into oblivion, and made us come HARD!" Brittney said to him. "Now we are gonna do you the same!" Evan looked up as the two women positioned themselves at his hips. At first, they started slow, each one taking a turn at licking his cock and balls. As the double blowjob continued, they took turns sucking him, one gobbling his cock while the other massaged his balls. It did not take long before Evan had a hard time determining just whose mouth his cock was in. He had to physically look to know. Evan went crazy from the feeling. He couldn't hold out much longer, and finally he came. "I'm coming, girls!" He managed to say before the first jet escaped. Brittney, who was currently sucking his cock, took it out of her mouth, and both she and Roxanne started to pump his long shaft. As his jism shot out, the two women took turns receiving it in their mouth. Once Evan finished, the women once again took turns sucking his cock, getting the last vestiges of sperm out of him. Evan almost passed out from the feeling. Finally, the women finished, and lay on either side of him. Evan put his arms around each, his hands gently massaging a tit on each one. "You were just wonderful!" Roxanne said to him. "That was the best fuck I ever had. I've never come that hard before, and believe me, a lot of guys have tried to do just that!" "I told you he was good, Roxy," Brittney said. "That's an understatement!" Roxanne laughed. "Both of you are so hot!" Evan said. "Brit, thanks for this present. I never expected it." "You're welcome, lover," she said. "I figured you could use a good fuck like this. You told me how miserable your last date was, and you hadn't really been laid for the past year or so, before you met me of course." Evan let out a weary chuckle. The three of them lay there for a while. Soon, Evan fell asleep. Brittney and Roxanne gently extricated themselves from his grip. They padded out and went downstairs to the living room, where their clothes still lie. "He is a sexy stud muffin!" Roxanne remarked. "I have got to tell our circle about him." "Go ahead," Brittney said, smiling. "I'm going to make sure he loves his new home. I don't mind sharing him, but remember he is MINE when it's over, OK?" "OK, but have you told him that you're a swinger?" Brittney bit her lip. "Not yet. I don't know how he feels about that, but I'll find out. I don't want to lose him. He's the best thing that's happened to me." "As long as you tell him," Roxanne said. "I just know all of us will want a piece of him, if you know what I mean!" Brittney laughed.