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Luck Happens Ch. 01

By: oldhippie1949



This is the first part of a new series. It begins with romance and straight sex but will include much steamier explorations as the story develops in future episodes. These stories aren't for little kids so all you underage, go somewhere else.

I've been in the doldrums for the last few months. Not that things were bad, it was more like things were blah. Everything was blah - my writing, my social life, just my whole demeanor. I knew that I needed to change this outlook but it seemed that every time I tried to shake loose, it was all for naught. I needed to break the pattern, I needed some luck, too. I needed some spice, I just couldn't find the heat.

I think it started some months back when my friend, Sally, took a job in Cabo San Lucas and moved away. Sally and I were fuck-buddies and nothing more but we sure had tons of fun together. Sparks flew between us. Our romance was all about our wild activities together and with others. Sexually, we were perfectly matched. We were partners in search of fun and pleasure. Once she moved away, I began to withdraw and within a short time, my life, as well as my sexual activities, seemed to go into cold storage. Except for masturbation which kept DCB (the Dreaded Cum Backup) under control, my sex life was on hold.

I'd met a few people and tried a few new and different things to stay active. One night, I went to a jam session with a half-a-dozen other musicians. I'd played with a couple of them before and they were cool as well as great musicians. There was this spectacular amazon at this jam who, I was told, was an amazing singer. One look at this woman and all I could think of was mountain climbing - she was a stunner. That is, until she opened her mouth to sing and it became evident that she was dreadful. I soon realized that this jam was not about music, but about ego. The lead guitarist was pretty good but he was one of those guys who keep turning up his volume knob until you couldn't hear anyone else. Plus, he played endless and pointless solos. That's kind of how my life was going.

Come the off-season, it turned cool along the Gulf Coast. Not that I minded, especially considering that there was a foot and a half of snow in my old hometown, but now it was in the 50s and 60s and a bit too cool and breezy to hang at the beach. I became somewhat of a hermit and hardly left my apartment. As the end of the month neared, the temperature began to rise again up into the high 70s. Suddenly and happily, it was warm again. It was a late Saturday afternoon, the sky was cloudless so I decided to drive the five minutes over to Coquina Beach to watch the sunset.

The air was warm but there was a bit of a cool breeze blowing in from the Gulf. As I walked the soft white powdery sand, I noticed that the recent weather had formed a dune a few feet high that ran along the beach parallel to the water. At one place, the wind had carved an indentation into the dune. To me, this looked like the perfect place to sit protected from the wind. I laid out my blanket and sat inside the indentation. Yes, this was an ideal spot. And, as an extra treat, since there was no wind, I easily lit the joint I brought and began to smooth out.

A few minutes later, a stunning black woman walked by. She was exquisitely built with a perfect butt, narrowed hips and a fine rack. Naturally, my mind immediately imagined her naked and I felt my penis throb as she casually strolled by. As she passed me, she noticed my perfect location and stopped.

"You found a perfect place to sit. Do you mind if I join you?"

"No, not at all. There's plenty of room here and no wind. And it looks like tonight's sunset will be memorable."

"Thank you. My name is Aliza but my friends all call me Leez." I detected a slight British accent.

"Hello, Leez. I'm Ray. Care for any of this?" I waved the half-smoked joint her way."

"That would be nice. Thank you. I have some white wine in my thermos. Care for a sip?"

We sat and watched the horizon as the sun slipped lower in the sky. We shared small talk and I learned that she was thirty-eight years old, was born on the island of Jamaica, had lived in the U.S. for nearly thirty years and was a registered nurse at a hospital in Sarasota. I found that I couldn't stop looking at her gentle features and flawless cocoa skin. Several times, I felt my dick throb again and crossed my legs to hide it. I wasn't sure that she hadn't noticed.

The sun slipped lower and lower until the sky began to band with a spectrum of radiant colors; blues, oranges and reds. What a show. All to soon, the sun was gone and the sky quickly began to turn dark. We both got up and began to leave.

"Have you had dinner yet, Leez?"

"No. I thought I would pick up some chinese food on my way home."

"Care to go over to The Beach House? My treat." She quickly agreed.

Dinner was delicious and we found ourselves chatting in a more relaxed, intimate way. I learned that she was single and had broken up with a long-time on-and-off boyfriend several months earlier.

"When I learned he was cheating on me with one of my friends, I ended my relationship with both of them. I've been alone ever since. And what about you, Ray?"

I filled her on the key points of my situation without going into the specifics and I sensed that she could feel my loneliness.

"So you have no girlfriends?"

"No, and my age, girlfriends are not easily found."

"What do you do for relief?" She innocently inquired.

"Relief? Why, I masturbate, of course."

"Same as me." She voice dwindled off with a detectable sadness.

"Hey, it works, doesn't it?"

"Sure but it's not the same." I felt her loneliness, too. Suddenly, she leaned down and began to rub her calf.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, but earlier today while I was jogging, I tripped and pulled a muscle. It's blooming now and really hurting me."

"So when you go home, draw a hot bath and settle into it. That will help. Also, you might want to book a massage. Come on, Leez, you're a nurse, you know all this."

"No, you're right, I do. A warm bath and a massage sound heavenly. I think I will do that. I could use to be pampered."

"Excellent. And if you need a masseur, call me for an appointment." I am such a cheeky bastard.

"You give massages? Are you professional?"

"No, not professional. I had a girlfriend once who was a professional and she taught me lots of techniques. I really enjoy giving massages."

"Well, I will keep that in mind."

We finished dinner and exchanged phone numbers. I told her that I would love to see her again and she was equally enthusiastic in her response. We said our goodbyes and each of us drove back home. Back at my apartment, I quickly pulled out my cock and within a few strokes, my cum was pooled in my palm.

The next night, she called me to tell me how good her bath was. "I felt like a princess. What did you do?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, did you take a bath, too?"

"No, Leez, I didn't although a cold shower might have helped after being with you."

Her voice sounded very sensual and I detected a hint of mischief so I took a chance.

"When I returned home, I thought about you...how beautiful you are, how nice you are, how nice we got along...and I...um...jerked off."

"Mmmm. I did the same. I was good. I thank you for the inspiration."

"Likewise."

We spent the next half hour speaking in double entendres until she began to yawn.

"I must say goodnight. My shift starts at six a.m. and I must get some sleep."

"Will you call me again? I would very much like to share the sunset with you again."

"Yes, Ray. I want to see you, too."

I wished her a good night. Soon, I was deeply asleep with visions of Leez and dancing sugarplums.

Over the next few days, she called me during her breaks. Her muscle pull wasn't getting any better. Later that week, she said, "With all the standing on my feet and all the running around, it is not getting any better. Sometimes, it really aches."

"I prescribe more hot baths...and maybe a hot tub."

"I have been taking baths but I must say, a hot tub sounds divine. You have one?"

"No, but the clubhouse has one. It isn't set too hot...and I like it hot so I rarely use it. How's this for an idea: when you have some time, come over and let's try it out?"

"I get off at three today. Could I come over then? Maybe get a massage, too?"

"Of course you can. I'd be delighted to lay my hands on you."

I gave her directions and discovered that she only lived a few blocks from me, down the road closer to the hospital.

"I'll see you then."

I rushed out to the market to pick up some food and a bottle of wine. As the afternoon progressed, I cleaned up my apartment and inflated a queen-sized mattress in the living room, wrapping it in sheets. I placed some candles around and placed my favorite bottle of lavender scented massage oil into a pot in the sink. I was ready for my new friend.

At a quarter after three, my doorbell rang. Leez, still wearing her nurse's uniform, stood at my threshold looking marvelous, her dark skin against the white fabric made her soft features stand out. She walked in with a slight limp, favoring her right leg.

"Please come in and welcome to my mancave, Leez."

I uncorked the wine and offered her a glass which she quickly accepted.

"Okay, here's the agenda. You go into the bathroom and change into your suit and then we'll drive around the block to the clubhouse. After the tub, we'll come back for your massage."

She looked down at the mattress and the candles and smiled.

"That sounds wonderful. I so want this muscle pull to go away."

She walked into the bathroom with her bag. When she came out, she looked even better clad in a yellow one-piece that made her breasts look so beautifully round and soft. 

"Excuse me, I have to use the bathroom and get into my suit."

Once in the john, I began to pee. I stared down at the pile of her clothes on the floor. I lifted her white panties to my nose and inhaled her scent, a sweet powerful musk. I quickly put on my suit and joined her. I forced myself to maintain decorum as we drove to the hot tub.

Once in the tub, I asked her to show me where the pain was localized.

She rubbed the top of her thigh, "Here" and then down along her calf, "...and here."

I positioned her so that she could lean back against the coping and I placed her leg alongside the jet. Gently, I felt along her calf and immediately felt the knot. Carefully as to not allow my hands to wander, I felt her upper thigh and detected the knot located there. We sat quietly in the tub for about twenty minutes until she complained that she was getting too warm. I took her hand and we heading back to my place.

"I suggest you shower first. Then I'll take a shower. Now, the next part is all up to you, Leez. You can wear your underwear but since this massage oil is rather viscous, I suggest that you strip down and get under the sheet on your stomach while I heat the oil."

She seemed to consider her options before going off to shower. I set the massage oil into the pot and ran the hot water over it in order to heat it up. I put some mellow music on and then I went off to my bedroom and changed into a small pair of gym shorts. When I returned, she was under the sheet. I knew that she was naked because the sheet clearly defined the fine bubble cheeks of her ass. I closed the blinds and darkened the room. I lit the candles. Finally, I sat down at her head.

"Have a few more sips of wine and toke on this."

She lifted her head and propped herself on her elbows as she sipped and smoked, all the time looking at me with that sweet face. I had a hard time making eye contact as her breasts looked so lovely resting on the mattress.

"Good. Now just set your head down and relax. You will love this, I promise."

Moving down to her feet and pouring some oil into my hands, I began to apply long strokes up her leg paying special attention to the knots. At first, she winced but after a few strokes, she groaned in appreciation. I worked a long time on her left leg until I felt the knots begin soften and blend back into her muscle. When I was satisfied that my massage was effective, I moved to her other leg and repeated the strokes. My movements had moved the sheet higher up her butt and I could not remove my eyes from the pink peeking from the folds of her barely visible vagina.

When I was finished with her feet and her legs, I moved back up to her head and began to work on her neck and her back. Her skin was soft and she felt malleable, the oil making it gleam in the low light. Her skin rippled under my touch and each curve brought new sensations.

Several times, I ran my hands up her leg, under the sheet and over her cheeks, along her back to her shoulder and neck. I did this on each side. As my hands ran up the inside of her thighs, I lightly brushed her crotch causing her to sigh and part her legs a little more.

The lavender scent filled the room. Her eyes were closed but by her little moans, I knew that she was enjoying this as much as I.

After about forty-five minutes, I lightly tapped her butt. "How do you feel?"

"I think I am dead and in heaven. That was wonderful. Are you all done?"

"Only if you want me to be. If you like, you can turn over and I'll do the front."

"Mmmm. Sounds good."

She rolled over and shed the sheet. Now she was spread before me and looking simply drop-dead spectacular. Her breasts (which I figured to be 34Bs) where round and full. Her areolas were large and black, her nipples were nearly a quarter-inch long and tipped upward. Her stomach was flat and tilted down to her prominent and puffy mound. She was closely trimmed and while I expected her pubic hair to be stiff and curly, it was the opposite. Like the hair on her head, her black pubic hair was fine and silky and it framed her vagina with a short patch above. I let out a small but audible gasp.

"You like?" she asked.

"You are magnificent, Leez, and I promise to control myself."

"You're doing just fine so far."

I began to work her shoulders slowly moving down to oil her breasts and to gently massage around the sides and underneath, occasionally cupping them. Several times, I ran the back of my fingernails over her nipples and felt them stiffen in response.

As I rocked on my knees caressing her chest, she looked up into my shorts where my stiff cock was pointing downward. I felt her hand curl around it as she caressed it. This woman had a happy ending in her future, to be sure. But I still had work to do and I gently removed her hand and placed it by her side.

"This is for you, my beauty, just enjoy it."

"Ray, you are amazing. Your penis is very handsome."

"Thank you, Leez. You like it, it likes you."

She giggled.

"Now forget about my penis. For now, luxuriate in yourself."

I worked on her hands and arms. As I finished with them, I ran my oily hands along her arms to her shoulders, then down the sides of her breasts, along her hips, down along her crotch into the inside of her thighs, along her legs to her feet. After a few minutes of this stroke, I moved down to her feet. Soon, my standard massage was complete, however I was not finished yet. I advised her that if any time she wanted me to stop, to just say so.

Sitting at her side, I drizzled some warm oil along her stomach, her pubic bone and down to the top of her slit. Her vagina was completely exposed to me and its pink interior glistened just as the dark skin around it gleamed. The lavender scent of the oil was suddenly subsumed by the scent of her arousal. Slowly, I rubbed her pubic bone before gently caressing the area of her ovaries. My hand slid down her vagina until my palm cupped it. I held there there for a moment as she deeply exhaled. Then I slowly moved my hand back up only this time, my fingers formed a vee and dragged up and outside her outer lips. She sighed again. With my index fingers I stroked her outer lips and watched them puff up. Then with my index fingers and thumbs, I pulled along her lips.

"Oh, that feels so good..." she murmured.

I knew that it did. My intention was to give her the best vaginal massage I knew how to give. Gently, I continued the vee stroke before moving to her inner labia. As my fingers reached the top, I tugged at the hood of her clit and it popped up, hard and firm like a miniature penis. Methodically, my fingers made circles around her clit. She trembled. Languidly, I worked it. I was in no hurry and I wanted to give her a memorable orgasm.

I entered her with one finger and then two, methodically moving in and out as I crooked my fingers to slide over her g-spot, which unlike many women, was clearly prominent and easy to locate. Each time I touched it, she twitched. My other hand circled her clit and she arched. I could feel her swelling with excitement.

She reached over and pulled my shorts down. My cock popped out and she moaned, "So nice, baby, so nice."

Her hand wrapped around it and she caressed it with long strokes. I could feel her trembling again and knew she was getting close. I was now intent on making her cum and I picked up the pace of my ministrations.

She was dripping and writhing under my touch. I leaned down and placed the tip of my tongue on the tip of her clit. That was all it took. She began to bounce up and down, her vaginal walls gripping my fingers. Her juices were flowing and the sound of her squishing excited me beyond the feeling of her gripping me. She was coming hard and when I felt her hand pushing my head down, I opened my mouth and sucked her clit as my tongue swished circles around it. She cried out, arched up and exploded, bouncing up and down until she could now longer take any more. She gradually subsided and I picked my head up. My hands now cupped her sweet pussy as I heard her breathing relax.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm. Fantastic! But you haven't cum yet."

"It's okay, Leez. I really enjoyed making you cum."

"Well, I certainly did, too... A few small ones and then that last earth-shaking one. That last one was wonderful."

"I'm glad."

I lay down next to her and kissed her, quickly discovering what a sensual osculator she was. We lay together for some time, caressing and touching each other.

"I taste myself on your lips. I've never tasted that before."

"Do you like how you taste?"

"Yeah," she thought for a moment, "I really do. But I want you to cum. Let me make you cum. It's been a very long time..."

"We have plenty of time, there is no rush. I like lying here with you just like this. But what do mean by 'a very long time'? Talk to me."

As we lay entwined, she began to whisper to me. "I haven't been totally honest with you. Actually, you were the first man to ever make me cum."

"What do you mean? I thought you recently broke up with your boyfriend?"

"Yes, it's true, but he never gave me an orgasm. Our sex was a big nothing. He would get me all worked up before jumping on me, cumming in about a minute and then falling asleep. I would sneak off to the bathroom and finger myself. It made me feel inadequate."

"I'm sorry to hear that. What a shame."

"I really didn't mind when I dumped him. And, while it empowered me, it didn't do much for my insecurities."

"It was good that you dumped him. Hadn't you had good sex before him?"

"No. Never. I'd had a few boyfriends but nothing lasted more than a few dates. Except for one relationship, I never felt wanted."

"Tell me about that relationship."

"Alright, but this takes some guts. I've never told anyone this before. I hope you won't think badly of me."

"I'm listening."

"Having such a poor sex life, I have always fantasized a lot. I've often read dirty stories to get off...they feed my fantasies."

"What kind of stories turn you on."


Luck Happens Ch. 01



"I like all kinds but lesbian stories always seem to do it for me. Does that bother you?"

"Not at all. So you had a lesbian experience?"

"Yes." She took a deep breath. "I had a friend...a nurse who worked with me...and I confided my sexual frustrations to her. One night when her husband was on a business trip, she invited me over for dinner. We talked a lot and then things turned to things and she seduced me."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh, yes, very much. It was a very important moment for me. I felt empowered that I could make her orgasm. It did wonders for my confidence. We met and had sex a few times, always when her husband was away. I always enjoyed it and looked forward to those infrequent meets. But his company reassigned him and they moved to New York. I never saw her again and never had another relationship with a woman. Still, I often fantasize about our time together when I play with myself. Are you shocked? Are you disappointed in me?"

"Disappointed in you? Oh, no, not in the least. I'm glad you acted upon your desires. It helped increase your self-reliance."

"Thank you, Ray. I was worried that you would think less of me."

"Hardly, Leez." Now I was whispering to her. "I have also had experiences. I have had a very varied sex life...and enjoyed it all."

"Tell me about it."

"First, let me tell you that I have written many erotic stories about these adventures. Perhaps you once read one online and you came from reading it. That is why I write them...to relive those experiences as well as to allow readers, and myself, to get off."

"I'd like to read them. What are they about?"

"I'll give you some urls and you can delve into them privately but the topics range from male-female encounters to group sex and bisexuality."

"Are you bisexual?"

"That's a difficult question but the answer I suppose is yes. I have had sex in many variations. I would say that I am mostly hetero in that I prefer women but I have had some wonderful encounters with couples. I don't ever meet with single men alone."

"Tell me more...please. You're turning me on again."

She took my hand and placed it back on her very damp vagina. Her hand covered mine and we caressed her pussy together.

"I am a very oral person. I find that the sensation of making another person cum is exhilarating, whether that person is male or female. When I am with a bisexual couple, I love all the hands, the tongues, the organs. I like the feeling of a man filling my mouth with his cum..."

"Oh, that is so hot. I've never experienced that." Her pussy was dripping under our fingers. "Go on. Have you ever had anal sex?"

"I tried it couple of times but it didn't work for me. For butt-fucking, I prefer to be the pitcher, not the catcher. You know, it is not often that I can find a willing couple but when it happens, it is the best. My girlfriend and I had several bisexual encounters, with a couple or in groups. That's one reason why I miss her so much."

"I would like to experience that with you. Having a man and a woman at the same time is one of my favorite fantasies. I am so turned on right now. I want to make you cum, I want you to cum in my mouth. I want you to fuck me too, Ray. Do you have any condoms?"

"Don't need 'em. I had a vasectomy and I shoot blanks. I also had a physical a few months ago and I am disease free."

"You're killing me. I am so horny again."

She began to kiss my face all over. She traveled down my body kissing and licking me wherever she moved. Finally, she was kissing my cock and licking my balls. I closed my eyes and let her explore.

"Leez, that feels wonderful."

"I'm using the techniques I've read about. I'm glad you are enjoying it as much as I. I guess I'm doing a good job."

"Pleasure is not a job. You're doing great."

She sucked and licked me for about ten minutes. Her caresses were so soft, her tongue so gentle. She began to stroke me while sucking on the helmet.

"Keep that up and you're going to get a mouthful."

She intensified her efforts. I could feel my orgasm rising. I began to tense up. I was fucking her mouth and she couldn't get enough of it. When she circled the helmet and tongued the underside, I started to shoot volley after volley of my milky goo into her. She moaned and took it all.

She was still making love and worshiping my cock as I deflated. I pulled her up to my face and we kissed, sharing the remains. Without a word, I scrambled down to her pussy and began to eat her again. She rolled me onto my back and began to hump my face vigorously, almost like a feral beast. My hands held her ass in place as I liked her from her clit into her winking ass rosebud. The first time my tongue entered her ass, she screamed and pushed back at me. With her mouth, she devoured me and got me hard again. I felt her cum again. It was a small subtle orgasm.

I rolled her over and scooted around, pressing my stiff cock into her sweet vagina. It fit like a custom-made leather glove and damn, if it didn't feel good. We humped and fucked as if we were possessed. Moans, grunts and little words of appreciation passed between us. We were both sweating bullets. All inhibitions and restraint vanished. We fucked wildly, our bodies in an allegro pas de deux. Our rhythm was perfect and when I felt her pussy walls gripping me and pushing up against me drawing me deeper, all the thoughts in my mind disappeared, I was tripping. She arched and I felt her orgasm flooding over me. I began to shoot again and again. She cried out in maximum pleasure. Covered in sweat, we collapsed panting and shaking.

Her breathless words cooed, "That was the best orgasm I have ever had, even better than when I do it myself. That was everything I've always dreamed of feeling. We were very into each other. Did you feel it, too? That was wonderful. Thank you, thank you, thank you. You make me feel complete."

"And thank you. That was the real thing. You're right, we were very, very into each other."

We fell asleep in each others arms for a while. When we awoke, she said that she had to leave because her shift was starting soon. We showered together and it was divinely erotic. As I stood behind her, she wiggled her ass against my dick.

"Another time for that, Leez. You have to go to work."

"I want to do this again...as soon as possible. Suddenly, I feel insatiable. I want more. Can I come back after work?"

"I would love that. Making love to you is connoisseur love-making...it is the real thing. You are wonderful and you feel so good in my arms."

As she dressed, she said, "Ray, I want to explore with you. I want to experiment. I want to do it all. I want to try a threesome with you..."

"With another woman?"

"Or another man. I want to see you suck another penis. That would turn me on so much. I want to share a penis with you. I would like to taste another woman again. I want to play out my fantasies with you. I trust you that much."

I smiled. "And I promise you, we shall do it all. I am so glad we met on the beach. You make me feel whole, too."

Thus began my relationship with Aliza which continues to this day. We have done much together, all without fear, jealousy or judgment. We are both complete. We have real affection for each other and I believe we are in love.

There is more to tell and in future installments, I will tell all. If you like it, vote for it. Also, your comments and private messages are welcome.



Luck Happens Ch. 02



Over the next couple of weeks, Leez and I saw quite a bit of each other. We adapted our schedules to conform to her nursing shifts. For me, this worked out fine giving me lots of quality writing time. As our relationship progressed and we began to understand each other, we appreciated each other more and our intimacy blossomed. We liked similar things and explored all the restaurants, movies, concerts and museums. Simply stated, we just liked being with each other.

I noticed the change in her as she began to live her life more expressively. She was out of the house and luxuriating in her new-found confidence, finding new things to experience. Physically, I noticed that she often seemed to glow which made me feel wonderful and even a little more crazy about her. We laughed all the time. It was as though our comfort zones dovetailed.

I just love all those cards and letters about Part I. I hope you enjoy this, too. Keep them cumming...

Our sex became more emotional and erotic. Together, we were an orgasm machine. There were moments when we just sat on the couch watching television and just touching each other gave us goosebumps. And then there were other moments when we lit fireworks. There were times when we were completely lost in each other.

One afternoon, she came by unexpectedly. It was while I was writing and I was concentrating. I was on a roll and unable to stop writing. She tried everything to tear me away from my work but I was oblivious and 'in the zone.' That was until I heard the buzz of a vibrator. It took me a few moments to comprehend what the sound was. I turned from the computer and saw her on the couch rubbing her Hitachi Magic Wand over her pussy.

"Since you wouldn't help me, I decided to help myself."

"I'm here now."

"Too late. Now you have to sit down in front of me and watch me...watch me drip. I'm dripping for you, Ray...I'm imagining you while my toy is on my clitty."

The air thickened with her arousal and I was mesmerized by the scent and the vision before me, just a few feet from my face. Her vagina literally oozed her nectar as she moaned. She rubbed the wand all around her puss and over her anus. She pressed it hard against herself.

"You're making me come, baby. Watching you watching me is so hot. Pull out your penis and stroke it for me. Let me see it spit...Show me how you love to see me cum...I'm coming for you, baby."

Her encouragement lit me up. I was stroking myself vigorously and within a short time, her exhibitionist display had me throbbing; ready to burst.

"Ungh...oh...yes...here it comes, baby...here it comes..." I moved closer staring at her convulsing lips. "Yes...Yes...you're making me cum...yes."

Her vagina began to flood her thighs until she squealed and pulled the vibrator away, panting for breath. "Did you like that...did you? Now you. Now you come for me. Let me see you shoot. Cum on me."

I was very close. I stood up over her and pumped myself aiming my cock at her chest.

"Here's my cum, lover."

I spat ropes of cum onto her breasts. Several shots hit her face and neck. She urged me on telling me to cum all over her. When I was done, she took my cock between her soft lips and cleaned me. I knelt down and began to lick my cum off her. Holding her nipples, I pulled her breasts apart and cleaned her cleavage. I didn't swallow letting it collect in my mouth instead. Then we kissed sharing the creampie and giggling like two little kids.

"I've been wanting to do this with you. I wanted you to see what I look like when I cum like this. I wanted you to cum on me. I like being dirty with you. You make me feel so free...so wanton."

We were just like little kids playing. That's what our sex was like. One night, we covered each other in chocolate sauce and whipped cream. One day, we fucked outside on my lanai. Everyday seemed like a new adventure. Did I say that we laughed a lot?

Please don't misunderstand me. It wasn't always sex. It was just being with each other. I began to feel protective toward her. We were becoming partners and savoring each moment. We had interesting intellectual conversations, too...about politics, books, ideas, etc. I liked to touch her casually; each tough brought a sensual kiss. It was soon obvious that we were a great fit.

I think I should digress a moment and relate an experience that happened a few weeks ago. (I never shared this event with Leez before. She is reading about it here for the first time.) Now you know that this old hippie is all about peace and love. I do not get overly physical nor do I ever get violent. I think the last time I hit someone was in fourth grade. Also, I am not comfortable around racists or bigots. I have no time for stupid. Unfortunately, living in Florida can test one's limits. This state is plenty weird. Did you know that if you die in Florida, they let you continue to drive. Oh, Florida really ain't so bad, it's just the people.

One of my neighbor's is one of these morons and I keep my distance from him. He acts like some kind of tough guy. He walks with a cocky 'gangsta' swagger even though he's way too old to play that role effectively. He just comes off like a jerk. Sadly, there is little if anything upstairs. Anyway, one day I am carrying my garbage to the dumpster when he arrives with his garbage as I am leaving. I was glad that I hadn't seen him sooner because had we walked to the dumpster together, he never would have been able to carry the conversation that far.

"I see you got a ladyfriend, Ray. She sure is a fine purty n*****r." He was smiling at me. This was his way of bonding, I suppose, he was talking to me as if we were buddies.

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me. What's the matter, you don't like you own kind? You into whores?"

Instinctively, I reacted. "Watch your mouth, Lucas. Don't you ever say something like that to me. You watch yourself."

"Oh, Mr. Tough Guy...standing up for your dark meat, are you?"

I remembered what an old friend once told me. He was a professional hockey player and a star, at that. He once told me that in a hockey fight, you hit the opponent in the nose first so that it breaks and bleeds like a fountain. Even if you're getting the shit kicked out of you, the fans in the top tier think you're winning because they can clearly see all the blood on the other guys face and all over the ice. In an instant, my fist broke Lukas's nose and he fell to the ground. I laid an uppercut into his chin and that was all she wrote. I stared down at him and told him never to speak to me again, I told him to stay away from me and that if he ever approached me again, I would call the police and press charges for assault. Since that day, whenever I see him, he hides from me, like behind a car, which suits me fine. You don't say things like that to me or anyone else. Period.

That night, Leez wondered why my knuckles were bruised and I made up a story. She didn't have to know that her old hippie had such a violent reactive side, especially where it came to her. In fact, I didn't know that either but I didn't dwell upon it. I did what I did and that's that. I'm not proud of it but maybe I am. One thing that I was determined to do was enjoy my time with Leez and avoid any downers.

Another day, we were lying out on the beach, stretched under the warm sun. We were both stoned and a little drunk from a little too much of the red grape. We were just being casual with each other.

"I've read your online stories, Ray."

"Great! So what did you think?"

"I liked them a lot. Some made me cum so hard, my hands were sore. They are very hot."

"Which one did you like the best?"

"Oh, there are a bunch. "Thong" was beautiful and so soulful. "Gail and Gina..." made me cry. "My First Bisexual Couple" is so hot, I've reread it a few times and fingered myself every time. Same thing with "I Love This Beach" and "Small World..." I loved your friend Lora's "First Time Bi..." confession. Did all those things really happen?"

"Yes. Those are all scenes from my life. I write them so I never forget the details."

"I want to share an experience with you. I want us to do something kinky together. I want to share my secret with you. I want you to watch me with another woman. How do we go about making this happen? I'd prefer to have an experience with strangers...people we'll never see again."

"Let me think on it, darlin'."

The next day, I composed an ad and placed it CraigsList. I stated that my girlfriend and I were seeking a bisexual couple for a one-time nsa frolic. I placed several specific demands and requested photos. If the response didn't address my demands, I would not respond. I was placing an ad to fulfill my girl's fantasy. If you were interested, fine if not, or if you had your own set of demands, well, then see ya. Within a few hours, I had five legitimate responses from among all the pros, hustlers and spammers. That night I showed them to Leez.

She was fascinated by the responses I selected. She commented on the pictures and read over each response a few times. One couple in particular caught her attention, Abby and Ben. They were tourists from Chicago on a trip along the Gulf Coast to Key West and then up the Atlantic Coast to Miami before returning home. They were both bisexual and uninhibited people, intelligent and weed friendly. Their pictures told the rest of the story. Both good-looking and with good bodies, the wife's nude showed large breasts, a tight ass and a shaved twat. His picture showed rippled abs and large curcumcized penis. If I'm seven inches, this guy was nine or ten.

"Let's meet them."

I emailed back and took some naked pictures of us which I attached. They responded quickly and we made plans for dinner in Sarasota the next night.

Soon after that, we went to bed and as usual, were insatiable. Leez, who likes to chatter while we fuck, said things like, "Will you watch me while I go down on her? I'll be watching you. I want to see you suck his big cock..." and "Do you think either of us can get that thing into our mouths?" Exhausted, we collapsed. She had an early shift and when I awoke she was already gone. She texted me during the day telling me how excited she was.

As we drove to the Columbia Restaurant on St. Armand's Circle, Leez was nervous with anticipation. I tried to calm her but it seemed in vain so I gave up and let her go through whatever she had to do, blabbering away. As we walked through the door of the restaurant, we saw our couple already seated and drinking. They didn't look as good as their pictures. Both had chubbed up a bit. Still, Abby had an impressive set of knockers spilling from her cleavage. We sat down and ordered wine. Our conversation was polite and discreetly quiet. Immediately, I detected an odd dynamic between them. He was very talkative, very aggressive and also, a bit crass. She, on the other hand, seemed mousy and, as I sensed by her pout, not all that happy to be there. I began to ask some questions.

"So, you have done this before?"

"Oh yeah," said Ben with a bit of bravado.

"And you, Abby?"

"No, this is my first time. We've talked a lot about this. Ben wants this."

"And you don't. I can see that."

Ben quickly jumped in before Abby could respond. "But there are some rules we like to lay down."

I was annoyed. "Like what? Leez and I are not big on rules."

"First off, you can touch me but I will not reciprocate with you. Abby will do what I want her to do. That's our scene."

Abby looked away, somewhat embarrassed.

"That is not what I specified in my ad, I thought we agreed to that."

"Yeah, well, if you want to play with us that's how it is.

"This is a bit much to take in. Will you excuse us? Leez and I would like to discuss this."

I got up from the table and took Leez's hand as we strolled out onto the street.

"Leez, let's get the hell out of here. Ben is creeping me out and it seems obvious that Abby doesn't want to do this. I think this whole thing is merely Ben's way of getting to have sex with you...fucking you in front of his wife. He's using her to get to you."

"Yes, I agree, Ray. This guy is very unappealing to me. She seems cute but it bothers me that they don't look like their pictures. That they lied about that."

"I doubt Abby ever saw those pictures he sent or even the response. This was all new to her."

Unless we're all into the same thing, it can't be any good. He's an asshole. So what do we do now?"

"We walk to our car and drive away. Let's stop at CasAntica and have a meal. If we stay here, we'll both throw up."

And that's exactly what we did. Neither of us looked back nor cared what they thought. Fortunately, our Italian meal was sublime. When we returned to my apartment, a scathing email was waiting for us; Ben was off the hook angry. It was all about how we made him feel. He only mentioned Abby in passing. I didn't bother to respond and blocked any future emails from him.

Leez was a little disappointed that it didn't work out but I reminded her that we had other couples to reconsider and that this happens. I also suggested that we don't rush into anything and let our decision wait a few days. She thought that it might be a good idea if we asked a few more questions to see if both partners were equally enthusiastic about meeting on our terms, a very good idea.

The next day, Sunday, was a short day for Leez but she seemed very exhausted as she entered the apartment. She found me furiously typing away. This time, I broke from my writing quickly.

"I don't like anything I've done today. What say we head down to the beach, smoke a bone and lay out for a while. I'm in the mood for barbeque tonight, how 'bout you?"

"I love it, Ray. You read my mind. I feel like a washrag and I'd love to veg out for a while."

A half hour later, we were stretched out on a blanket taking in the rays. Since it was midweek, the tourist population was sparse and the beach was mostly one long vacant expanse of sand. Leez looked fabulous in her tiny two-piece. She felt terrific, too, as I oiled her body.

"How come you never do that to me, Bobby?"

I looked up to see a tall woman standing in front of us berating her husband but in a joking way. She seemed to be needling him.

"Come on, Shel. I'm sorry but I forgot to bring any lotion."

Smiling, I tossed him the bottle. They both laughed. Bobby spread their blanket down next to us as Shel crawled onto it. Both Leez and I looked at each other and chuckled.

"Make sure you do a good job, Bobby. Don't miss any spots." Leez needled him.

Both of us were taken by Shel's body. She was tall and thin, her features soft with affecting dimples. Her blonde hair danced along her shoulders and framed her pale blue eyes; I was reminded of a young Cheryl Tiegs. For all we knew, she was a model for the Sports Illustrated Bathing Suit issue. She was on her stomach and her butt was small and shapely. Bobby untied her bra and began to rub oil into her skin.

"Slow down, handsome. You're missing some spots. Over here!"

She raised up on her elbows and pointed to her shoulders and neck. When she rose up, her breasts revealed themselves to be lovely little globes with pale pink nipples. Leez turned to me and whispered a small moan into my ear. I completely understood where she was coming from.

While Bobby rubbed her, I saw that he was in buff shape. He, too, could be a model.

"You guys live here?"

"Yes. How 'bout you?"

No. We came down from Long Island for a wedding yesterday. Today, we're soaking up this beautiful beach."

"Long Island? Where 'bouts? I moved down here from out on the East End, The South Fork."

"We live in Cold Spring Harbor. The Hamptons are one of our favorite destinations. That is, when we can get Granny to watch the kids."

"You have kids? Gee, Shel, you have some body for a mother." Leez was quite impressed."

"Two, a boy and a girl. I work out a lot to stay in shape so I can continue to do the occasional job."

"What do you do?"

"Bobby and I are both models and bit-part actors. For steady money, we own a landscaping design company."

"I'm not surprised that you are models. You two look fabulous."

"You two look pretty good yourselves."

"Nice of you to be so polite. Care for some of this?" I waved the joint at them before lighting up.

"You bet! Thanks. We have a small block of hash back at our place."

"Oooh, hash! I haven't had that in quite a while."

For the next hour, we got looser and looser. Our conversation was interesting and sometimes even a bit seductive with little teases between long laughter. Watching Bobby oil up Shel gave me an erection that was difficult to conceal. I noticed that Bobby's bathing suit was also tenting. Neither of us did anything to conceal this fact. I also noticed that Leez had a nice big wet spot on her crotch. She did nothing to conceal it either which both of our new friends seem to appreciate.

It was coming on toward evening and a light breeze picked up. I stood up.

"I'm kind of hungry, Leez. How 'bout you?"

"Dinner sounds like a great idea," said Shel.

"Any good places around here?" asked Bobby. "Our wedding was at The Sandbar and that place was pretty good. But are there any other good joints around here?"

"I'm thinking barbeque and one of the best places for that is Mr. Bones, up the road on Anna Maria. For fancier, I like The Waterfront on the bay side of Anna Maria. For real casual, The Rod and Reel, which is at the end of a pier, is another great place."

"The Rod and Reel sounds interesting. I saw it sticking out into Tampa Bay. Someone at the wedding suggested it, too. It's not that far from the house we've rented. Would you care to join us?"

"We would love to," Leez quickly chimed in.

"Great. What say we shower and change and meet you there in an hour? Why not meet at our place?"

As we got into the car to return to the apartment, Leez said to me, "Let me have your hand."

She placed it over her wet mound and smiled.

"Yes, I noticed that earlier. They sure are a sexy couple."

"I second that. They both really turned me on. Do you think...?"

"I don't know but I did pick up a vibe from them. We'll see. You know, luck happens..."

After showering, we changed into casual shorts and shorts, perfectly acceptable at The Rod and Reel. Leez's shirt had a deep cleavage. She looked very, very sexy. Soon, we drove up under the carport on their gulf-side rental, a cozy little cottage with a surrounding deck one flight up.

Shel greeted us at the door. She looked even sexier than in her bikini. It was obvious that she was braless by the nipples poking against her pink v-neck tee.

"Bobby will be out in a minute. I swear, it takes him so long to get ready! Let's go have some drinks on the deck?"

We sat and admired the soon setting sun as she served us martinis, some cheeses and an assortment of crackers. Bobby joined us.

"I see that Shelly has prepared a pitcher of her perfect martinis. I filled this bowl, too." He handed the glass pipe to me. "Be careful how you draw, it will blow up in your lungs."

"Sure. It's been many years since I've tasted hashish but I remember that rule." I looked into the pipe at the small brown chunks. I sniffed it's perfumy aroma. Then I put my finger over the hole in the side of the pipe and lit it, gently toking it in. The scent and taste brought back all those long-forgotten memories. I held it in as long as I could before exhaling through my nose. "Aaaaah." And then I began to cough. "The cough that refreshes!"

I passed the bowl around and the others coughed as well, but with smiles on their faces. The hash worked quickly.

"We'd better not do more now, we do have dinner plans, you know." Bobby set the pipe down on a table. I thought that everyone seemed to have big smiles wrapped around their heads.




Luck Happens Ch. 02



For the next half hour, we chatted like old friends and enjoyed each others company. We were all a bit goofy and in sync with each other and that made it fun.

"Come on, let's go. I'm totally starved now."

"Great idea. Talk about the munchies!"

We got into my car and five minutes later (even with driving very slowly), found a spot in front of The Rod and Reel pier. Chowing down on delicious fresh Grouper sandwiches, fries and onion rings and cold beer, the ambiance of sitting over the water on a moonlit night was unbeatable.

As we were finishing up our dinner with some pie, Shelly leaned in toward us. She whispered, "I'd like to ask you something." We leaned toward her.

"I hope you aren't offended by what I'm going to ask you...Bobby and I discussed this earlier and we're on the same page. Maybe you are, too. We think that the two of you are great people and we're so glad we met you. We are attracted to you and we wonder if you play, if you get my drift."

Leez smiled at me and began to giggle. Leez looked into Shel's eyes and whispered, "Ray and I had the same discussion. Shall we pay our bill and go back to your place..."

"...and smoke a little more?" I added.

The four of us began to laugh.

"Check, please." Bobby waved to our waitress. "Our treat!"

"No, no, no!" I insisted but he would not hear of it and a few minutes later, we were strolling down the pier arm in arm.

As I drove back toward their cottage, we were like little kids in a candy store.

"Have you ever done this before?" asked Bobby.

"I have," I answered, "but this is a first for Leez."

"Well, we will make sure you enjoy it, Leez. That's a promise. If, at any time, you are not enjoying yourself, we will stop. But you will enjoy yourself, I promise. There is something else I would like to add."

"What's that, Bobby?"

"Both Shel and I have enjoyed bisexual encounters. Does that bother you. Will that scare you off?"

"Not at all," answered Leez. "I had one bisexual relationship a few years ago and I have wanted to repeat it ever since. Ray has had relationships with couples before and I would really like to watch him go down on you."

"I'm liking this more and more," Shel giggled.

A few minutes later, we were back on their lanai toking, drinking and sharing stories. Leez told them about our unfortunate meeting with Abby and Ben. The part about our escape had all of us roaring. Shel told us a story about her first time. Leez told them about my online stories and Bobby had me write down the urls.

"I really like you two," said Shel, "and I can't wait any longer." She leaned into Leez and they kissed. Bobby and I continued to toke as we watched our woman become more intimate. Shel's hands traveled down Leez's bountiful chest, with palms cupped. Soon their tongues were entwined and their hands were roaming everywhere. Bobby handed me the pipe and as I smoked, I felt his hand cup my junk. I smiled back at him and exhaled in pleasure.

"Let's move this party inside...like right now, shall we?" Shel asked.

"You two go first. Ray and I will join you in a few minutes."

The ladies left for the bedroom. "That was a good idea, Bobby. Let the girls explore each other for a while...but not too long a while, I want to watch Leez and I know she wants me to watch her."

"I hear that, Ray. Let's toke up a bit more. This is a nice head. This, too." He rubbed his thumb and forefinger over my bulge. "I take it you like to suck cock. Am I right?"

"I love it all, Bobby, I love it all."

As we smoked and got nicely baked, I stood up to watch the moonlit waves roll silver-crested onto the shore. I felt Bobby press behind me and hand me the pipe. While I toked, the sensation of having his dick slide along my shorts-glad ass stimulated my cock. His hands caressed my chest and my nipples. I passed him the pipe and turned around. Running my fingers along the impression of his hot cock raised the temperature immediately. He put down the pipe and kissed my neck. Five minutes later, we were both rock hard and breathing heavily.

"Let's join the ladies, shall we?"

"Good idea."

Quietly, we walked up to the open door of the bedroom. The women were nude. Shel was on top, deep in a kiss, her leg was between Leez's legs. Both were making gentle sounds as the rubbed their pussies together. What turned me on the most was watching the interplay between their skin colors. White on black, black on white; so very beautiful. They were oblivious to us in the doorway. Bobby dropped his pants and pulled off his shirt. His hands worked my belt and my zipper and soon my shorts were on the floor. I felt his cock slide between my ass cheeks again but now, as they were unhindered by his shorts, his cock felt even longer. I reached behind and placed it in my grasp. I gasped as I felt it's firmness as he increased his movement.

"I have to taste you, Shel. I've waited too long." Leez slowly worked her way down Shel's body. She relished the feeling and took her time. Her lips devoured Shel's nipples and each time her lips tugged at them, Shel squealed. With two hands, Leez cupped one tit at a time, squeezing and sucking on each one. Her hands stroked Shel's body as she traveled south causing Shel to squirm under her touch. These two were clearly "in the zone."

Leez moved between Shel's legs. Shel stretched her legs wide and my vision was consumed by a bald pink-skinned mound. Her arousal filled the room. Leez touched around it while gazing at its beauty. Finally, it appeared that she could take no more and her mouth dropped into Shel's vee. Shel reacted with a huge groan of pleasure as she arched her butt up toward Leez. At that moment, Shel saw Bobby and I in the doorway and her face lit up. She waved to us to come closer.

Leez felt our presence at the side of the bed and looked up, her face covered in pussy juice. "She is so delicious. I am in heaven, I swear. She tastes as good as I remember it. Come, sit down and watch us." Shel took that moment to swing to her side.

Bobby and I sat down and watched intently. I reached over to stroke his large mushroom-topped stick but he pushed my hand away whispering, "Let's just watch."

They lay in sixty-nine on their sides, each with one leg crooked up. As they licked and ate each other, the aroma was intense. The sound of their tongues lapping away played a rhythmic cadence to their moans. Both women were rocking their hips back and forth. Their moaning indicated that they were both getting very close. Leez placed her hands around Shel's butt and drew her closer. Leez's face was buried in Shel's dripping cut. Now, the sounds of their sloshing replaced their moans only to become accompanied by more moans, grunts and cries.

"Oh God, yes!" Leez added two fingers deep into Shel's cunt. Shel could take no more and began to bounce against Leez's finger and tongue. A thick squirt splashed Leez's face and dripped down her chin. This set Leez off on a series of small convulsions, ending with a long whimper as her pussy pressed into Shel. Both were dripping in sweat and the air was soaked with their lust. Slowly, they came down and melted into the bed, grasping each other.

"Lord, have mercy!" Leez was grinning. "Was that as good to watch as it was to feel, boys?" I love that she had such a saucy attitude.

"That was wide-screen, darlin'" I said. "Was it as much fun as it looked?"

"Ohhh, yessss..." she groaned as she sprawled out. "Shel's tongue is like little butterfly wings..."

They both giggled. "I will tell you that I have liked a few twats in my time but yours was, by far, the most delicious. I got lost in you, Leez. Everything about you, your skin, your tits and your talented mouth. It doesn't get any better than you."

They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, sighing and enjoying their instant bond."

"Are you two ready to put on a show for us? We need some time to recoup."

"I have been waiting patiently to suck this cock so sit back and enjoy, ladies." Bobby pushed me my back against the headboard and got between my legs where my pole was standing at attention. "Now watch closely. This is how you suck cock, not that anyone here needs a lesson."

Bobby dramatically swooped down and took my rod between his lips, he slowly slid lower until his nose pressed into my pubes.

"Ooooh," I let out a gasp and a moan. "That feels sooo good."

The woman were lying on their sides with Leez behind Shel in a tight spoon. Shel had her leg up exposing her soft pink aromatic cleft. It was not more than a foot away from my hand. I reached out and scooped a palmful of sauce and lifted it to my nose. Bobby was laving my balls and the base of my cock. Leez was riveted on him and he seemed to enjoy his audience.

I pressed my hand against my nose and mouth. "Oh my God..." I said as I inhaled. My action brought giggles from the gallery. I looked directly at Leez, her eyes twinkling; she smiled back.

"My turn, Bobby. Change places. I don't want to cum yet." We pivoted around. Bobby sat up against the headboard giving me a perfect stage. As I got between his legs, his junk seemed a whole lot larger than before. I grinned at the thought of enjoying this meal. Leez smiled back while her hand tweaked Shel's nips. Shel's arm was draped over her back idly playing with the beautiful body behind her.

The heavy scent of sex tucked into the crevices like Prufrock's cat. For me, that is it. that is everything. I love the smell of sex. I also love the taste and texture of sex. I am an Oralist. While I am partial to a woman's body, and there isn't a place my tongue won't go, I like cock, too. Not the rest of the man so much, just the cock. Just give me the cock and, like any sensualist would understand, let's enjoy this. Now, I wanted to show myself off to Leez. I wanted to lay myself bare to her. If she wanted to see me suck cock, I was going to give her her money's worth.

I went immediately to his large hanging scrotum. I wrapped my hands around each ball and felt their considerable heft. I ran my tongue around his soft bare sac and up between the balls, rolling each in my palm and under my tongue. I felt his cock jerk and ran my hand along his shaft which was now stiff and pointing toward the ceiling. "My God," I thought, "this is some beautiful cock." I slid along the shaft, licking and sucking my way north. I heard the woman sigh. As I reached the large helmet, I ran my lips along the ridge...down the vein...back up around the ridge...before placing the whole thing in my mouth. It filled me and took some time before I could comfortable suck it. Soon, I got into a rhythm of stroking him...sometimes with two hands...and pumping the spongy meatus. Some precum dribbled along my taste buds; at that moment, it was describably good. My hands twisted and slid up and back and he twitched and the girls cooed. And the room reeked of sweat and pussy.

"It's like watching porn." Leez whispered.

It's better. I want to see Bobby shoot. Make him cum, Ray."

"I'm going to cum, Ray. Keep doing that!" He warned me so I could pull away but I wasn't going anywhere. I picked up the pace and tried to get it deeper but I had to content myself with four or five inches. He grabbed my shoulders and convulsed. His seed exploded against the back of my throat. I pulled back and let his jet bathe my mouth. I pulled back to let the girls see his last shot hit my face. Bobby was panting hard. I looked into Leez' eyes and we both started to laugh. It seemed like he'd unloaded a few gallons which was now beginning to drip out.

"Come here and share that!" I leaned over to Shel and let some dribble from my open mouth down between her lips. Then I reached out to Leez and did the same, this time drawing her tongue into me. Lying over Shel, we shared his cum and our enjoyment of the evening.

I was atop and stretched across Bobby. I felt Shel move out from under me and I moment later, Bobby moved from under me. They rolled me over and began to run their faces over my things to my belly. I was in heaven, splayed out with my lady sucking my face until the taste of Bobby's cum was all diluted. I had two mouths working on my cock. My eyes were closed and I was truly blissing out.

Leez got up and positioned herself over my head. She wanted to watch. As she settled her vagina down, she spread the lips so allow me full access to all her treasures. I ate her at the tempo I was being eaten and soon all four bodies achieved coherence.

If this wasn't the physical manifestation of ecstasy, then I just don't know. Many men and women seemed preoccupied by the female orgasm, and her orgasmic physicality more than they are the male trajectory to satisfaction. All I know is that I was on the edge for quite some time. Leez was now washing my face and so my attention turned to her approaching cum. Her thighs squeezed my head; her rocking picked up.

Shel and Bobby never lost their attention on me. When one of them bathed my balls and slightly rimmed me, I had a small spasm. The other sucked my head. I 

had no idea who was who except for the distinctive clit pushing against the bridge of my nose.

Two tongues wrapped around my base and met around the head, each sucking me and the other in. One of them held the base of my stick and squeezed the bottom of the vein ever so gently. I squeezed my eyes to the pleasure before my body convulsed and my penis turned into a pulsing fountain. It was the opposite of spitting ropes. Instead, it flowed out over the head and down their fingers and my shaft. The fingers released the hold around the base and the balls...and I just come cumming and cumming and cumming. I don't know how long this orgasm lasted but it seemed long and splendid ride.

"Wow..." Whispering, I couldn't say more.

"Indeed." said Shel. Bobby was busy cleaning me and he was missing no spots. "You just kept cumming...all that cum...I hope you liked it as much as we did."

"Liked it? Do you see his ties curl and his eyes roll up?" Leez was laughing. "Yeah, I'd say he liked it. Me? I loved it. I'm just sayin'..."

Bobby was now sitting up. "I have to say. This was great. I really like you guys. I'm glad we bumped into each other on the beach."

Leez got up from the bed and headed toward the john.

"Aw, where you goin'?"

"I have to clean up and go home. I have the early shift tomorrow..."

"Come on...the night is still young..."

"Bobby, we have to leave. Tonight was great but I have to tuck my baby in."

"Can we see you guys again," asked Shel, "...we've got this place until the end of the week."

"Sure by me. I'll discuss it with her on the way home and we'll see what her schedule is like this week."

"I'll go ask her now." Shel hopped from the bed into the bathroom. We heard squeals and laughter until the shower started.

Bobby and I were sitting on the bed. "I really liked our sex."

"Me too, Bobby. We were all very sensual with each other and I like that."

"I wish you guys could stay a little longer. I'd really like to fuck Leez. Do you mind?"

"Oh, Hell no. Leez is in a process of reemergence and me, I just love it all. I want to you two to fuck just like I want to eat Shel...and get another mouthful of cum."

"Good. I'm pretty sure we're all on the same page."

The girls emerged drying each other off. "Your turn, Ray."

"No thanks. I'll take a shower when I get home. I kind of like the way I smell right now. My face is still soaked and smells delirious." I put on my clothes and sat down while I watched the girls dry off. Leez was ready a few minutes later and we made our way out.

"I'll call you tomorrow, Ray."

"Same here, Leez...Safe home!"

The drive back was invigorating. Leez couldn't stop talking about how great a time she'd had, how good the sex was, how tasty Shel's puss was, how cool it was to watch the men swallow each other, how she relived her fantasy and fulfilled another and yada, yada, yada. She finally said something that made me pause.

"You know, I came twice watching you suck off Bobby. Once when Shel was rubbing me and I was rubbing her and once when he came and you dribbled it into my mouth. That was so hot, I swear. Can I ask you something?"

"You had this look on your face while you were sucking him. Suddenly, your body sort-of completely got into it. It looked like you did a mind-meld."

"I know exactly what you mean. I know when it happened. See, at that moment, I realized that I really enjoyed this cock in my mouth; everything about it. I also heard the squishy sounds of your vaginas being fingered...and then the smell of your vaginas and the musky scent of his balls, all that input sent me over the edge. All of my senses were at play and clearly defined. I closed my eyes and got really into the experience. I wanted his cum badly and I wanted the total experience. Is that an answer? Getting lost in the ecstasy is where it's at; it's the ultimate sex." I pulled into the driveway.

"Yes. It's what I sensed. Your passion really turned me on...and it made me a little jealous, too."

"How so?" We stripped down upon entering and dropped our clothes on the floor before walking into the bathroom. Leez sat down while I turned on the shower and stepped in.

"I envy how deeply you can get into it. I've seen the look when you make me cum. To me, I can't help but be a spectator to the event. Not that I didn't like it. On the contrary, that was great sex and I really like making love to her but I could see myself doing it. I even sense that when we make love and I don't want to sense it anymore. I don't want to be apart. Do you get what I'm saying?"

"Yes, I think I do. There is a place you want to get to but something is preventing you from taking that step. There is a way to learn how to do this and I would be glad to show you how."

"Goody-good. I really want to let go. Oh, Master. I will be your most willing student."

I smacked her creamy ass near where my cock was tucked between her cheeks. "But not tonight. Tonight is for sleep."




Thanks for all the nice words about Part I. Hope you enjoy this, too. Keep those cards, letters and comments cumming...