6 comments/ 32362 views/ 6 favorites My Life With Rose Ch. 01 By: thespeck It always has to start somewhere and this one started at a backyard barbecue pool party. I was new in town and it was one of those friend of a friend invites that leaves you feeling awkward and insecure. The first time I saw her she was cutting watermelon. She was easy to notice--tall, dark hair pulled back into a pony tail, athletic, wearing a white bikini that made her tan skin glow. She was slightly bent over the table, her breasts struggling to remain inside her top. I walked over and she smirked up at me. "You want some melon?" I tensed, nodded my head sheepishly, grabbed a piece and turned around. I don't remember the rest of the party. A lot of introductions. What do you do, where are you from questions. I didn't embarrass myself. She was always in my periphery. In and out of the pool. Joking with friends. Flirting. Then I overheard the following conversation. "Shoot," she said, "Amy left without me." "Yeah, she left about an hour ago. You didn't know?" "She was my ride home." "Have you met David?" Pointing at me. "He actually lives in your building. Hey, Dave. Come over here." I walked over. "This is Rose, have you guys met?" "She gave me some watermelon." Rose smiled. "I hear we live at the same apartment. Can I get a ride from you?" "Of course." **** She sat in the front seat. She had put on a pair of cut off shorts and a t-shirt over her bikini. She was stunning. "How long have you been in the building?" She asked. "About a week. I'm on the third floor." "Oh, cool. I'm on the fifth. I should give you my number in case you need a cup of sugar or something." We pulled into the parking lot and she grabbed a piece of paper and wrote her number down, handing it to me. "This is good for three booty calls." She said, laughing. "Just kidding, but I do have plenty of sugar." I gave her my number saying, "And in case you need some eggs." We got out of the car and walked inside the building. We waited for the elevator somewhat sheepishly. She kept looking down at me and I kept looking up. This was the first time I was aware of her height. She was at least four inches taller than me. The elevator door opened and we got in. I pushed three for me and five for her. I got to my floor and the doors opened. "OK, see you around." I said and stepped out. "Bye," she said as the doors shut. **** Back in the apartment I wondered if I had blown a chance. Was she flirting with me? I had never been with someone taller than me. I was still in my swimsuit so went to the bedroom to strip it off and to get into the shower. I stood there naked with the choice that one faces when they are alone in their apartment and have just spent the afternoon surrounded by barely clothed young bodies. Naturally I started to touch myself. That is when the first text came. Rose: What are you doing? Me: Nothing. You? Rose: Was thinking about rubbing one out and thought you might be in the same boat. Holy crap. That was about all I could think when I read those words. What shocks me to this day is that I was able to legibly write: Me: Sure. Come on up. ***** The knock came in five minutes. I had had time to put on a pair of boxers and some shorts. I didn't bother with the shirt. I opened the door and she was still wearing what she had on when I saw her last and had a bag in her left hand. "I kind of assumed I wasn't being too forward. I always get so horny after swimming." She said. I was prepared for awkward, but she took complete control of the situation. "I always think masturbating is so much more fun with someone else in the room." She was looking around and looking at the furniture. "I'll take the couch and you can take the chair over there." Interesting, I thought. She actually wants to masturbate together. She walked over to the couch and kneeled down on it facing me. "I see you already have your shirt off. Guess I have to play catch up." Quickly her shirt and bikini top were on the floor. Her breasts were magnificent. Large and sculpted with hard dark nipples. Her abdomen was toned and tan. My dick was trying to push itself out of my shorts. "Got everything you need?" She asked. "Hold on. I have some lube in the bedroom." I stumbled in and grabbed it out of my bedstand drawer. When I made it back into the living room she had taken off her shorts and bikini bottoms and was laying on the couch with her legs spread. Her bush was trimmed but not bare and her fingers were slowly rubbing her clit. "Let's see some dick." I pulled down my shorts and stood there naked in front of her, glad that I had done some basic maintenance prior to the party. "Ooh, that is nice. Now get over there and give me a show." I sat on the edge of the chair with my legs out in front of me and began to stroke--one hand on the dick and the other cupping my balls. Meanwhile she began to work on herself more vigorously. Her hips began to gyrate rhythmically with her hand. She began to reach into her bag and pulled out a purple dildo. She brought it to her lips and began to suck it. I bucked my hips in approval and she continued to rub down on her increasingly wet pussy. Soon the dildo made its way to her opening where it quickly entered her. With one hand she fucked herself while the other continued to rub. As we masturbated she looked at me and said, "I want you to answer some questions. You can only answer yes or no." "OK." "Have you ever done this before with someone?" She asked. "No." "Have you already cum once today?" "Yes." It is typically good policy to do so before a pool party. "Have you ever cum in someone's mouth?" "Yes." "Have you ever cum in someone's ass?" Pause. "No." She smiled. "Have you ever had sex with more than one person at the same time?" "No." "You are kind of vanilla." She smiled. "Have you ever had sex with another man?" "No." "Totally vanilla." "Do you want to see me put this dildo in my ass?" "Yes." She pulled the dildo out of her vagina, flipped around onto her knees so I could see her puckered asshole and she pushed the dildo into her ass, letting out a groan as it went in. She turned around and slowly licked her lips while staring into my eyes. Her there with the dildo in her ass, her pussy dripping wet and the pure look of lust on her face sent me over the top. My cum shot all over my chest with the most ambitious squirts making it to my chin. She laughed a triumphant laugh and flipped over onto her back with the dildo still lodged in her ass. "I like you. You take orders well. You know what I want to see now?" She asked while still rubbing her clit. "I want to watch you clean up your cum with your hand and eat it." I knew right then that a whole new world was opening to me. She was right. Up to this point in my life, I had had a fairly vanilla sex life. But here was this giant of a goddess splayed naked before me. Her ass sucking up a dildo telling me to eat my cum. I took my finger and traced it along the line of cum running from my stomach to my chest. My eyes fixed on hers I rose my finger to my mouth and slowly let my tongue lick off the white liquid. At this display, her head arced back, her hips thrust, and her body began to shake with a deep orgasm. My Life With Rose Ch. 02 Once again I faced a potentially awkward situation in front of Rose. She was there, sprawled naked before me, flushed from her orgasm with a dildo lodged into her ass. I was there in front of her, flushed from my orgasm, my dick hanging limp between my legs, and cum splattered up my chest. Once again it was Rose that broke the silence. "You have a great body," she said more matter of factly than I thought it merited. "Thanks," I smiled, "So do you." She smiled back and slowly pulled the dildo out. "Can I use your bathroom?" Without waiting for a response she grabbed her clothes, got up and headed toward the bathroom her ass swaying seductively as she walked. I could hear the water running, assuming she was washing the dildo. Since she grabbed her clothes I thought it would probably be smart to pull my shorts back on. When she came out she was fully dressed and her bag was in her hand. "That was fun. We should do that again some time," she said. "Yeah," I responded. "Unfortunately, I'm leaving town tomorrow morning for a conference in Charlotte and have to go home and get ready." "Bummer. When do you get back?" "Friday," she said. Then as an afterthought she said, "Hey, would you mind watering my plants while I'm gone?" I was surprised at the amount of trust she put in me, but quickly agreed. "You don't have to worry about them until Tuesday morning and I will bring down a key before I go. Thanks." She gave me a quick wave and quickly headed out the door. I stood there a bit baffled at the turn of events. This morning when I woke up I was new in town, leading a fairly nondescript life. I decided I needed to think through some things so I changed into my running clothes and headed out the door. When I got back, there was an envelope under the door with her key in it. On the outside of the envelope she wrote: "Sorry I missed you. Here is the key. Do you Skype? If you do my id is rose1211." I placed the key and envelope on my dresser, stripped off my clothes and headed toward the shower. ***** As I rode the bus home from work the following day I thought nervously about a possible Skype encounter with Rose. The woman had no inhibitions. I decided I wouldn't be too eager and wait until some time after dinner to log in. However, when I walked into the door a text message chimed at me. "So bored. You going to get on Skype soon?" I realized that she was three hours ahead of me, so she was probably long done with her conferencing. "Just got home." I texted back. "I will be on in a few minutes." I put my stuff down, grabbed a hand full of peanuts from the kitchen to stave off any hunger and powered up my laptop. Within a few minutes I was logged into Skype, had found her user name and was calling. She picked up and her face filled my screen. Her hair was down and she was wearing a robe. She gave me a big smile and waved at me. "Hey, sexy!" She said. "Hi." I waved back. "You're still dressed for work. You look good in a suit." "Thanks. I forgot that you are three hours ahead." "Well, you should get into something more comfortable," she said with a wry smile, "and by that I mean get naked." "As you command." I retorted, not entirely sure if I was joking or serious. I stood up so that she could see my full body. She leaned back already with a look of pleasure on her face. This woman has a serious libido. I began to do a striptease for her. Loosening my tie and slowly undoing the knot. I unbuttoned my shirt one by one and stared into her eyes. I could tell that she was grinding her pelvis into something, but she left her robe on. The shirt came off and I pulled my t-shirt over my head. Next the belt. She let out a moan. The pants came off next and I stood in front of her in nothing but my boxer briefs, my dick pushing on the fabric. I slowly turned around so that my ass was facing the camera and dropped my underwear to the floor giving her a look over my shoulder. Her moans got louder. "Turn around," she whispered. I turned around with my grip around my hard dick. "Very hot. Now I have a surprise for you." Rose looked down toward her crotch and as she brought her eyes back toward me another woman's head entered the screen. A bit shocked, I stammered out: "Ahh, hi?" Her face glistened with what was now obviously Rose's pussy juices. "Hi," she said back. "Nicely done, Rose." She said back at Rose. "This is Mary." Rose said, "We work together and we decided that the best way to avoid creepy conference pick ups from creepy conference guys was to fuck each other's brains out when we were on the road together." Mary had short, spikey blond hair and wore dark red lipstick. I couldn't see below her shoulders but she seemed to already be naked. "So we thought that we could do a bit of a show for you tonight. What do you think?" "I think . . ." "I thought so." And Rose stood up and walked toward the bed, her robe falling to the floor. Rose quickly followed. Rose crawled onto the bed, got on her back, propped herself on her elbows and spread her legs for the camera. The bush that had been there yesterday was now gone. "Now Mary," she commanded. "Back to work." Mary crawled between her legs and began eating once again. Mary was shorter than Rose, perhaps about my height with small breasts. She, too, was toned and obviously ran as her quads and calves were very well developed. She, too, had a completely shaven bush. I noticed she was wearing a wedding ring. "Now, David. I want you to stroke along and don't think I won't be checking up on you." Rose and Mary were masterful. It is hard to recall the sequence of events, but there love making was intense. Rose and Mary switched off between each other regularly. Breasts and nipples were sucked, clits were rubbed, tongues were buried deep into each other's pussies. At one point Mary straddled Rose's face while she used a vibrator on Rose's clit. They were both as enthusiastic about eating the other out as they were at getting eaten out themselves. Rose always seemed to be the one in control. She demanded that Mary spend a considerable amount of time tongue fucking her ass. I recall Rose cumming at least once, maybe twice at that. I was particularly impressed at the wide array of toys. Eventually Rose put on a strap on and was fucking Mary from behind while both faced the camera watching me stroke my dick. "Do you like that Mary?" Rose said, obviously referring to my cock. "Oh, yes." "Don't you wish you were sucking on it right now." "Yes." "Don't you want to feel his hot cum go down your throat while I fuck you?" "Yes." "David, did you like watching Mary lick my ass?" I knew the game. Only yes or no answers. Honestly, I don't think I was capable of anything else. "Yes." "Don't you wish Mary would lick your ass?" "Yes." "I want to see her lick your ass. Then do you know what I would do?" "No." "I'd bend you over this bed and fuck your ass with this dildo. Do you want that?" A day ago I wouldn't have been particularly sure about my answer, but today I moaned out: "Yes." "The only one that hasn't had her ass licked here is Mary. Do you want to lick Mary's ass?" "Yes." During this back and forth Mary was grinding her hips harder and harder into Rose's strapon. It was clear she was getting close to cumming and I was stroking my dick harder and harder. "Do you want David to lick your asshole?" Mary's answer was muffled as her body collapsed into an all-encompassing orgasm, but it was clearly a yes. Rose pulled the dildo out and gripped it with her hand, raised her eyebrow and looked up at me. "Now you." "Yes." And my cum shot out of me. Rose sat back while Mary lay exhausted on the bed. "OK, my turn." She said reaching for a vibrator. "You know what visual would really help? You eating the cum off your chest again." I got to work while she pressed the vibrator against her clit. As I cleaned up the last drip of my cum and brought it to my lips, Rose melted into a long intense orgasm. "Well, we should get to bed. We have a busy day tomorrow," Rose said. "And don't forget to water the plants." My Life With Rose Ch. 03 I woke up Tuesday morning to the sound of my text chime. "Don't forget to water my plants." Still groggy and spent from last night's Skype session, I stumbled into the shower and began my morning routine making sure that I left myself time to water her plants. When I entered her apartment the first thing I noticed was how impeccably clean it was. I decided I should let her know that I was inside and texted her: "Watering them now." "Good. Don't forget to water the one in the bedroom." I looked around and couldn't find a watering can, so I went into the kitchen and filled up a glass. There were various plants placed intermittently around the house. One stood perched on top of a bookshelf and I couldn't help notice its content. A few erotica anthologies, four or five Andrew Blake DVDs, some gay porn intermingled with a pretty interesting collection of classic literature and science fiction. Done with the plants in the living room, I went into the bedroom. On her bed was a pink lacey silk thong. Next to it was a note. "Wear this to work today." Just as I was picking the thong up another text message came in. "Did you get my present? Have you put them on yet?" "Just found them. Not wearing them," I wrote back and then paused. "Yet," I typed, completing the sentence. "Well put them on so we can be twins!" That reply had an accompanying photo of her standing naked in front of the mirror wearing identical panties. I stripped off my pants and underwear and pulled the thong on. The fabric fit snugly into my ass crack, but the front barely held in my engorged dick. "OK, they are on." I wrote her. "Send pic!" Her bedroom had a fairly sizable full-length mirror and I stood in front of it and snapped a shot. It took about four shots until I was satisfied and sent it to her. "Yum." "OK, I have to get to work," I wrote and started putting my pants on over the thong. "Have fun," came the reply. I got to work about five minutes late and the office seemed particularly quiet. It was a small office with typically just four other people besides me. I knew that Richard and Scott were both out at meetings all day, but Jenny and Susan should be in. Just then Jenny stepped out of her office. "Susan's sick," she said. "Just you and me." I had only been in the office for a couple of weeks, but I already liked Jenny. She was about three years older than me but had the same job title so she didn't have any official seniority over me. She was easy to joke around with and had been very helpful at showing me the ropes. "How have you been?" I asked. "Bleh," she said, sticking out her tongue, "Brian's being a douche." Brian was her husband. I had met him a week ago after work when he stopped by to pick her up. It was not hard imagining him being a douche. He had a frat boy air about him and a sense of self-importance that has always rubbed me the wrong way. "Oh, sorry. How's he being a douche?" "Its stupid. We were at a dinner party last night and he got drunk and when he's drunk he's mean. Started calling me tubby and then started playing that stupid game where you make a list of celebrities you can sleep with. He was making it a point to list the skinniest celebrities he could think of." Jenny is certainly not skinny, but I wouldn't call her fat either. Jenny was a redhead and had that buxom Irish look to her. "Then when we got home," she continued, "He started to demand that I suck his dick." Whoa, I thought, this was a new territory of conversation. "I told him to suck his own dick and went to bed. I mean, really. I can count on one hand the number of times that he has spent meaningful time down there, but he thinks I should suck his dick on demand. Its not like it is a huge deal—I mean the guy can only last about thirty seconds." I must have been staring at her in disbelief, because she suddenly had that look on her face that one gets when they realize they may have shared too much. But then she quickly added, "I could really go for a real fuck right now." The way she looked at me I could see in her eyes that this was not just an off hand comment. She wanted to fuck and she wanted it to be me. My dick began to move when I remembered that I was wearing a damn thong. Dammit, Rose. That moment of hesitation was enough to break her from her spell. She blinked at me and said, "OK, back to work," and scurried back into her office. I walked into my office and turned on my computer. Skype automatically loaded and within a minute there was an incoming call from Rose. Her video went up and there she was sitting in her hotel room in nothing but her pink panties. I gave her the "shh" sign with my finger and she began to type. "I'm on lunch break, but I had to come up here and Jill off to your photo. How is your day?" "Jill?" "You Jack off and I Jill off." I told her about Jenny and how I could be engaging in some office hanky-panky if it weren't for her panties. She gave me a very insincere frowny face and wrote back, "What do my panties have to do with it?" "Right." I write back, "Just what I need, my coworker to pull down my pants to be confronted with a pink thong." "She would think it was hot. It shows you have a feminine side. I dare you to go do it." I was quickly learning that Rose doesn't play fair. I freely admit that being told to wear a thong all day while the woman who told me to do so was not only wearing an identical thong, but was also in a hotel room masturbating to a picture of me in mine, was making me monumentally horny. So when she challenged me to go into the next office and fuck my co-worker while wearing my thong the rational side of me had already long since flown the coop. "I have to get back to the conference," she wrote, "When I see you next I want all the vivid details." She logged off and I sat at desk looking blankly at my computer screen, trying to get up the courage to walk into Jenny's office. Fortunately, Jenny solved my courage issue and walked into mine. Jenny looked marvelous. She was short, maybe about 5' 2", with great curves. I noticed that her blouse was open by one additional button from the last time I saw her, giving me a glimpse of her deep cleavage and just the edge of a lacy pink bra. I guess pink is today's color, I thought. "Sorry about that earlier," she said. "I just get so frustrated some times. Do you have a girlfriend?" I had to stop and think about that. Was Rose a girlfriend? When I remembered that Rose and I had yet to touch, I looked back up at Jenny and truthfully said, "No." "You will. You are a hotty." She blushed. "Wow, what is going on with me today? Leave me alone in an office and I start to sexually harass my co-worker." "Thanks for the compliment," I said and then plunged ahead. "Tell me whatever you want. Sex is my favorite topic." "Mine too," she said raising an eyebrow, "Brian has no creativity and not a kink in him. We have sex, he cums, falls asleep. I have to get up and go into the other room just to get off. I've tried sexy underwear, toys, porn. Seriously, I think he's gay." "Hmmm, have you tried putting the sexy underwear on him." "Oh, that would be hot," she said laughing. "He would never go for that." "What do you think about when you go Jill off?" "Jill off?" "I jack off, you Jill off." Jenny laughed. "Well, the last week, I've been thinking about you. I've always had an office affair fantasy." I noticeably shifted in my seat. "So he doesn't go down on you?" I said coolly. "No." She walked around the desk and stood in front of me with her legs apart. Her eyes never leaving my own. Slowly she reached down to the hem of her skirt and began to pull it up. As the hem reached her crotch a glimpse of pink lace caught my eye. She was wearing the same panties. She wasn't shaved and her bright red crotch was bursting out of the fabric. A large wet patch was clearly evident. "Well, let me see what I can do." I got down on my knees and pulled the fabric away to expose her mound of pubic hair. I guess when one's partner is as disinterested as hers you are bound to let things grow wild. Her clit was protruding from between her lips. I took a breath and dove in. My tongue quickly found the moist fold of flesh and I began to lick slowly up and down. First up one edge and then down the other. Her scent was deeply erotic. She was already so wet that I quickly could feel her juices running down my chin. She began to grind onto my mouth and I sucked her whole clit into my mouth. I started to use my tongue to spell out the things that I wanted to do to her, each letter traced out slowly and deliberately: B-E-N-D-O-V-E-R-D-E-S-K C-U-M-O-N-T-I-T-S L-I-C-K-A-S-S-H-O-L-E I guess last night's Skype session was still on my mind. When I finished the last E she started to clinch up. Soon I could feel her orgasm coursing through her body. It was a quiet and controlled orgasm, but it seemed to last forever, and as she came she grabbed the back of my head and pushed me deeper into her. She released my head and then fell to her knees on the floor grappling for my belt. My dick was throbbing and I forgot about the panties until my pants were pushed down to my knees. She stopped. "God, you are like a dream come true. You are fucking wearing my panties!" And with that she pulled my dick out and started to suck. "Do you want me to take them off?" "No." She gasped between sucks. "I want you to leave them on. I want to be fucked by a guy wearing my panties." I pulled her off me, picked her up, turned her around and bent her over my desk. I pulled her thong down to her ankles and in one thrust was deep insider her. My hands reached around and finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled one of her large tits out. Just then a Skype call came in on my computer. It was Rose. "I think you should answer it," I said. "What?" "The person on the other end will be very excited to see what we are doing." Surprisingly Jenny reached for the mouse and clicked 'accept.' Rose popped up on the screen, it took her a second to make out what it was she was seeing and then a giant smile crossed her face. "Hi Rose," I said. "This is Jenny." "Hi Jenny." Rose said back. Looks like I called at exactly the right time. Jenny just moaned. "Hey, Rose. Look at this." I reached down to the floor and grabbed Jenny's thong to hold up for Rose. "Triplets!" Rose exclaimed, pulling up her skirt to show off her own. "So Jenny. Give me your honest assessment on Dave's dick. I've been wanting to try it out, but have been waiting for the right time." Jenny looked up at the camera, straight at Rose, and said, "Fucking marvelous." Rose smiled and pulled out a large pink vibrator. "Mind if I join in?" With a hand on each breast, I continued to thrust my dick into Jenny's eager twat as we both watched Rose strip off her skirt, pull her thong aside and turn on her vibrator. Rose started to work the vibrator into her using the same rhythm I was using on Jenny. I stood up and turned Jenny around and re-entered her facing her. I grabbed her ass and lifted her up off the ground. She wrapped her legs tightly around me and held onto my shoulders as my dick thrust deeply into her. Jenny looked into my eyes and then thrust her tongue into my mouth. She pulled out of my mouth and latched onto my earlobe and started to whisper. "When you're ready to cum, I want you to cum on my chest. I'm not going to clean up. I just want to smell your cum all day and when I go home, I want that douche Brian to fuck me with your cum dried over my body." I pulled out of her, my cock glistening with her juices, and she kneeled down and took me in her mouth eagerly sucking down her own taste. "I taste good," she said between slurps. I looked up at the screen and Rose was watching intently. Her vibrator was deep inside her and her left breast had managed to free itself from her bra and blouse. Jenny was running her tongue up and down the outside of the shaft. Her right hand had come around to my ass and was playing with the back of the thong, pulling it up so that the fabric pressed hard against my asshole. I was getting close and pulled out of her mouth, ready to make good on her wish. I grabbed both of her breasts and pulled them up around my dick. She reached down and ran her hand in and around her wet pussy. When her fingers were good and wet she reached around, moved the fabric away from my ass, and started to work them into my asshole. My cum came fast and hard. The first shot hit off her chin and so I pulled back and aimed it at her tits. The second shot hit her left tit and the third her right tit. The large glob of cum that hit her chin started to drip down her neck and toward her cleavage. Jenny smiled a big smile while she rubbed the cum into her skin. "God that was hot." We heard Rose say from the computer screen. "I'm about to cum. Jenny, sit in the chair and show me that big red bush of yours." Jenny obliged, sitting in my office chair so that Rose could get the perfect view. Jenny even started masturbating along with Rose. They grinded and rubbed along with each other as I just stood there and watched. Rose started cumming first and Jenny's orgasm started just as Rose's was subsiding. Rose, as usual, broke the silence. "Well, Jenny. I hope you don't mind sharing." "Not at all." My Life With Rose Ch. 04 When I got home from work I decided to go straight to Rose's apartment. While watering her plants was the pretext, I knew that I just really wanted to be closer to her id. I knew instinctively that this woman controlled me sexually and that I was powerless to her commands, as evidenced by the thong that was still riding up my ass. Perhaps being in her space would sooth me. I got to her door and was digging in my pocket for the key when a text message came: Rose: What are you up to? I fumbled to answer quickly saying that I was just going into her apartment to water her plants. Rose: Oh good. Would you mind waiting around? I have a friend who needs to come over to borrow some pans. He should be there in five minutes. Sure, I texted back. I was a little bummed out. I was kind of hoping I could spend some alone time in her apartment. Maybe take a peek in an underwear drawer or look inside that wooden box by her bed. Watering plants only takes a couple of minutes and it would be weird to tell her friend that I wanted to stick around a bit longer. I wouldn't be surprised if Rose was sending him over to make sure I didn't make myself too comfortable. Needless to say the sexual tension I was feeling on the way over dissipated quickly. I went into the kitchen and filled her watering can and started making the rounds to her plants. I was about half way through when there was a door knock. I went over to open it. Standing there was a man about my age, slightly taller with dark brown hair. He was wearing a well-fitted black t-shirt and jeans. He had a backpack slung over his shoulder. "Hi," he said sticking out his hand, "You must be David. I'm Chris. Rose said you'd be here." "Hi, come on in." "What does she have you doing? Watering the plants?" Chris asked. "Yeah." "You know they are plastic right?" I stood there feeling like an idiot. Chris laughed. "Oh, don't feel bad. It just means Rose likes you. She said she met you at the pool party?" "Yeah." It was becoming clearer that Chris was over on a surveillance mission. "I'm guessing you like her, too, since you are over here watering her fake plants." "Yeah, so far she seems like a lot of fun. Plus I'm never against doing favors for someone." Chris smiled at that. "Oh, Rose loves favors." At that I started to feel a tad jealous. Was Chris another one of Rose's partners? Watching her on Skype with Mary was hot, but thinking about Rose with Chris made me wonder if I actually had a real chance with her. Looking at Chris, he was the stereotypical hot male. Was this Rose's way of telling me not to get my hopes up? "How do you know Rose?" I asked. "Oh, we went to college together. We lived on the same hall and we instantly clicked. We instantly became partners in crime, sharing everything." My heart sunk a little lower. Chris was clearly asserting his place in the relationship. Whatever his status with Rose was now, he was definitely a gateway to her. I was pretty certain that if I did not meet his approval there would not be much Rose in my future. "She told me you were wearing her panties and that she watched you fuck a co-worker over Skype today." I paused, shocked that he knew. Then I grinned. Rose was up to something. Just then my phone rang. It was Rose. I picked up and said hello. "Hi. Did Chris get there?" "Yeah." I said, trying to come across as cheery. "Oh, good. Look, Chris is a really good friend of mine and I was telling him how much you were turning me on and that you spent the whole day wearing my panties. Chris is a really good photographer too and I thought it would be fun if he took some pictures of you wearing the panties to send me. Can he do that?" I looked up at Chris and he gave me back a look and a shrug that I interpreted as "What can you do? That's just Rose." The first thought that went through my mind was that this was crazy, but that was replaced by a simple reality. Rose was starting to control me. I couldn't say no to her. I sensed that Chris knew that as he was unzipping his backpack and taking out the camera. I told Rose yes and she hung up. "Should we go into the bedroom?" He asked. I paused. I instinctively said yes to Rose, but now I was facing the reality that another man was going to take my picture. Not only that, I was going to be wearing a pink thong in those pictures. I looked at Chris and our eyes locked. I immediately felt a surge of excitement. Rose was pushing all my boundaries and I hadn't regretted it yet. "Sure," I smiled and walked toward Rose's bedroom. "How do you want me?" Chris said, "Let me get a few shots of you in your clothes." I was still wearing my office attire, although I had long since loosened my tie and unbuttoned my shirt's top button. I sat on the edge of the bed and Chris started snapping. "Good, now start undressing." I started with my tie and began to unbutton my shirt, letting them both drop to the floor. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and also discarded it. Chris kept snapping. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my socks. I turned around keeping my eye on Chris over my shoulder. I undid my belt, unbuttoned my fly and let my pants drop. "Wow," Chris said, "Rose didn't lie. You do have a great ass." The camera kept clicking. I bent over with my elbows on the bed. I was getting turned on and my hardening dick pushed its way out of the top of my panties. "OK, now turn around." I hesitated knowing that the panties were doing a poor job of containing my bulging cock. Slowly I turned around and Chris's eyes quickly went to my crotch. "Well, that's a good sign. I'm glad you are enjoying this. I am too." He reached down and grabbed his own crotch and it was clear from the outline in his jeans that he was hard too. I leaned back on the edge of the bed, thrusting my cock toward Chris. He brought his camera back up to his eye and began shooting again. My right hand reached for my dick, I pushed the fabric of the thong down below my balls and I began to stroke. I could see the bulge in his pants getting larger. Chris began to move around the room, taking pictures from all angles. I shimmied my way onto the bed, lying on my back as I continued to touch myself. I pulled the panties off of me and tossed them aside. Chris followed, kneeling over me as he continued his barrage of photos of my now totally naked body. "You have a great cock," he said, "Can I touch it?" I nodded. I took my hand off and he reached for it. He gently took it in his palm and started to slowly fondle it. I thrust my hips in approval. His belt was in easy reach and all I could think of was how much I wanted his dick. I reached for his belt and began to undo it. I unbuttoned his fly and pulled his pants and underwear down in one move. With his pants at his knees his bulging cock stood in front of me. Without hesitation I sat up and brought it to my mouth, sucking the whole shaft in as far as it could go. His grip on my own cock grew tighter. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and it felt great, so big and powerful. To steady myself I reached back with my left hand and cupped his ass. I pulled off and then reengaged with my tongue. Licking up and down his shaft and over his shaved balls. He put the camera down and I felt his hand on the back of my head. I shifted my body to get a better angle and he bent over, taking my cock in his mouth. We both moved so that we could mutually suck each other. His mouth felt fantastic and I mimicked his every move on his own cock. His hand reached around me and his finger began to circle my asshole. The intensity was too much. I could feel the cum building up and I couldn't hold back. Feeling like an inexperienced teenager I began to shoot my cum into his mouth. He swallowed it up eagerly while I feebly tried to keep his dick in my mouth. He pulled off and sat up to look at me. I could see a dribble of my cum still beaded at the corner of his mouth. "Sorry, I didn't mean to cum so fast." I said. "Oh, don't worry. That won't be the last. I'm guessing this is your first time with another man." "Yes." Just then my phone started ringing in the pocket of my discarded pants. Chris got up to get it. For the first time I was really able to admire Chris's body. He was incredibly fit with a smooth chest and well groomed pubic hair. He bent over for my pants giving me the perfect view of his ass. He pulled out the phone and looked at the screen. "Its Rose." He handed it to me. I answered. "Hello." "Hi! Are you naked?" "Umm, yes." "Yum. I'm really looking forward to seeing those pictures. Do you like having another man see you naked?" "Yes and I'm enjoying looking at Chris's naked body, too." "What?" Rose said laughing, "That slut! What have you guys done?" "I just came in his mouth." "Put me on speaker!" I did. "Is this true, Chris?" "Yep." Chris was smiling. "And I was just getting ready to fuck his virgin ass." "I want to watch!" Rose cried. "I thought you would." Chris walked over to his backpack and pulled out a lap top and flipped it open. He set it on the dresser and turned it on. In under a minute he had Rose on Skype and the camera angled toward the bed. Rose was sitting naked on her bed in her hotel room. She held up a pink vibrator and said, "I'm ready for the show." Chris walked over to the nightstand and opened its drawer taking out a condom and a tube of lube. "Get on your knees." I obeyed. I could hear the condom wrapper open and the sound of latex rolling over skin. Next I felt a cold sensation dripping down my ass crack as Chris generously squeezed the lube into my ass. His hands worked it into my asshole and my dick began to harden again. I next felt his own dick pushing up against the outside of my asshole. I pushed it out, hoping it would help ease it in. I then felt a shooting pain as his cock entered me in one hard thrust. I screamed. "That's it, baby." Chris said. "Take it in." The pain quickly subsided and was replaced by the sensation of being totally filled. My dick was now fully erect and Chris's hands were on both my shoulders as he began to thrust his cock deeper into my ass. I looked over at the screen and Rose had a big smile on her face as she watched the show. I could only see her face, but it was obvious her hand was working vigorously on her clit. With one hand still on my shoulder, Chris reached down and grabbed my dick. "Ooh, nice and hard again." He began to slow down his thrusts. Pulling his dick out to the tip and then slowly driving it back in. I rocked my hips in synch with his. The rhythm became hypnotizing as we continued to fuck. Eventually, the pattern began to change and I could feel Chris was getting close to cumming. "Any requests, Rose?" I heard him say. "Yes, I want to see you cum on his face." Chris pulled out of me and turned me around. He discarded the condom and then started stroking his cock toward my face. I reached out to help and a few strokes later his white spunk was hitting my cheek, my neck, and my chest. Chris collapsed in my arms. I was still hard. I fumbled for the nightstand where another condom was sitting and the bottle of lube. With Chris still entangled with me I unwrapped the condom and slid it onto my dick. I covered my hand with lube and spread it onto the condom and reached down for his ass. He shifted to give me better access. I rolled him onto his back and he wrapped his legs around me as I pushed my cock into his ass. I entered him with little resistance and was surprised at how good it felt to have his tight asshole pressed onto my cock. I fucked him in missionary position looking into his eyes with each thrust. His hands reached around for my ass and we instinctively bent down to kiss each other. Lost in the experience I hardly noticed the orgasmic groans of Rose coming over the computer's speakers. Our bodies, covered in sweat and cum, pressed together as I drove my cock deeper into his ass. He ran his tongue over my neck and chest where his cum still lingered. I kissed him again and he jammed his tongue against mine letting me taste his salty spunk. "God. Fuck me!" Chris yelled as I continued to drive my rock hard cock deeper into his perfect ass. "God, this is so hot." I could hear Rose say over the speakers. I pulled out and pushed Chris off the bed and onto his knees so that he was facing Rose on the laptop. I climbed down behind him, pushed his face to the floor and re-entered his ass. I looked up at Rose whose face was now pure lust. "Is this what you wanted to see?" She bit her lip and nodded. I kept fucking Chris. "Is this what you want me to do to you when you get home?" "Oh, god yes!" She said. "I can't wait to get home. I am planning so many things for us to do." I smiled and then went back to focusing on Chris, but keeping my eyes locked with Rose's. Chris was squeezing his ass onto my dick, massaging it as I fucked him. Rose held up a finger to the camera and walked away from the screen. When she came back she was wearing her strapon with a very realistic flesh colored dildo. "I figured I should fit in a bit better." She angled the camera and then stroked it like it was a real cock. At that point the sight of Rose stroking her strapon and the feel of Chris's ass became too much and I started cumming. I let out a low moan as my balls drained into him. When I was done, I pulled out and sat back against the bed. Chris collapsed onto his stomach and the gap I had made in his asshole slowly closed. "Wow," Rose said. "You guys are amazing. I am glad you were able to meet." I smiled. Chris rolled over and looked at me. "Oh, I should have clarified earlier. When I said we shared everything it was mostly boys. Welcome to the club."