Storiesonline.net ------- New Orleans by Paris Waterman Copyright© 2005 by Paris Waterman ------- Description: Guys and girls having a few drinks in the French Quarter, move on to more serious discussion and play. Codes: MF FF Mult cons span group oral anal mastrb fist ------- Copyright© 2005 Callie, Fran & the Guys They were sitting at the patio bar in back of Razzoo's listening to the rock band playing out front. One of the rowdiest bars on Bourbon Street, Razzoo's was of course, the best place to meet and mingle in a town full of such places. Joey Barstow was half drunk when he yelled out, "Hey Dude, let's have a couple more Tequila Shooters for these here ladies!" The five ladies in question were in varied stages of drunkenness. The almost twenty empty or half empty bottles of Heineken pointed to that fact. Callie, the blonde with preposterous tits for such a petite size, giggled inanely and hiccupped. Her girlfriend, Fran, an amber-haired twenty year old with generous tits of her own, elbowed Callie on the arm and laughed, saying, "Guys looking to get in your pants, babe. Maybe the night's not a total loss after all." The other three girls were in arguing the dubious merits of Brittany Spears among themselves, interchangeably calling her a slut, a great talent and the slut of all sluts. "Hey!" Callie shouted as she turned to face Joey, "Got a cure for the hiccups?" "Tequila," he replied after a moment's hesitation. "Tequila!" Callie spat back at him, "No shit, for hiccups?" "Hey sweetness," he answered his eyes fixed to her unbelievable mammaries. "Don't 'cha know that Tequila is a woman's best friend?" "Oh, yeah... (Hiccup!) "Shit!" (Hiccup!) "How?" "It helps them lower their standards." Fran found his remark funny, but Callie remained serious. "But does it cure hiccups?" Jimmi, Joey's buddy, jumped in and saved the day by getting behind Callie and whispering in her ear. "I got a cure for 'em, baby." "You do?" said Callie blinking her eyes several times. This guy appeared to be a bit blurred, or so it seemed. She hiccupped again. "Yeah, yeah," he said reassuringly. Then he placed a hand on each of her breasts and gave them a gentle squeeze. "Hey, you fucker! Leave off my tits!" Callie yelled. Jimmi promptly released them and Callie spun around to confront him. In a surprisingly calm tone, Jimmi said, "Easy, now... take a deep breath." Callie did just that. "Are they gone?' he asked as Fran grabbed for an empty beer bottle, intent on hitting this fresh jerk on the noggin with it. Callie was about to curse a blue streak at him, But took stock of her situation -- the hiccups were gone. "I'll be damned," she said, then turned to her girlfriend. "Frannie, he did it. He cured my fuckin' hiccups. I can't hardly believe it." "Maybe I'd better give them one more squeeze, you know? Make sure?" Jimmi said and reached out again, but Callie got her arms up and deflected him. "No thank you, not necessary, Jack. They're gone, thank you very much. Hey," she said brightly, "Lemme buy you a Tequila, huh?" "It's Jimmi, not Jack. And this here is my best buddy, Joey." The bartender poured four more tequila's in front of the two couples and left the other girls alone, having witnessed this scene unfold countless times before in one fashion or another. Callie picked up her drink and toasted the two men. "To Jimmi and Joey -- the "J" boys," she snickered, for she was thinking, '"J" boy's my ass, more like the Jerk off boys, ' but actually said, "I'm Callie and this really good-lookin' gal is Fran, my best friend in the world." The others joined in Callie's toast and they threw down their drinks, bit their lemons and licked salt off their respective wrists. "It was my pleasure to assist you in getting rid of the hiccups, ma'am," Jimmi told her and took his time in examining her from head to toe. "Thanks. It usually takes me a long time to get rid of 'em." "Jesus," Joey swore, as he stared hard at her breasts jutting out of the tight gold material that held them in place. "You've got some set of hooter's, Callie. I wish I had some beads, get you to show 'em off." Callie, who had more than her share of Mardi Gras beads, shrugged his remark off. But Fran, who was no doubt feeling her last Tequila more than usual, chimed in with, "Go on, Callie, show 'em, what the fuck." "Yeah, Callie, be different. Just say yes," Joey laughed approvingly. Callie, almost as inebriated as Fran, sighed, then quickly hoisted her T-shirt up and over her giant sized tits for all to see, and waited several seconds before covering them. Fran and the other girls shrieked with drunken laughter while Joey and Jimmi gave one another high-fives. "Nice shoes. Let's fuck." Jimmi laughed and unconsciously rubbed his crotch. "No way, Buster," Callie said then laughed nervously as she envisioned him on top of her. The girls all seemed a bit more excited after Callie's exhibitionism. They all finished their drinks and waved at the bartender, who quickly sent another round of Tequila over to them. Then one of Callie's friends, a brunette with a flat chest, wearing a red dress, reached in front of Fran and tugged her top down, exposing a magnificent nipple, a strawberry tip that appeared to have no end in sight. Fran shrieked out in surprise and Callie grabbed her hands, preventing Fran from covering up immediately. This provided the two leering guys and the bartender an opportunity to savor her uncovered boob. Fran fought her off and managed to replace her top and surprisingly remained calm. "So you saw 'em, so what?" She said then turned to face Callie. "Tit for Tat," Callie sang and then giggled, spilling her drink in the process. "Ewe! Callie shrieked; then burst out laughing, as her sparkling eyes settled on Joey. "Pee'd yourself did you?" Fran observed wryly. "No!" Callie blurted out defensively. There had been several times in her past that she had done exactly that while having a few drinks and Fran knew all about it. Both guys had sense enough to be quiet and not make any smartass remarks. Callie borrowed a towel from the bartender and concentrated on rubbing at the wet spot. It was not that big a stain, it was the location that concerned Callie, for she'd spilled it right at the juncture of her thighs and it did look like she had wet herself. To further embarrass Callie, Fran offered that, "Hey it's not so bad, Cal, 'cause it ain't like you were so hot for the guy that you wet yourself. Then the spot would be in the back." "Fuck you, Fran," Callie snapped, then calmed down as Joey bought another round as conversations resumed. They went on to discuss where everyone was from and what colleges they went to and so on. Shortly afterward the other girls made their excuses and left, having decided to hunt some guys for themselves. Neither Jimmi nor Joey staked out either girl, but as time passed, it seemed that Callie preferred the company of Joey, simply because he argued with her on subject after subject. "Hey," she said woozily, "how come... how come if I say somethin's black, you say it's white; or vicey versa?" "I love these philosophic discussions," he replied. A passing waiter noted Joey's words were not as slurred as Callie's. The four eventually moved off the patio to a booth and ordered small pizzas. Callie sat alongside Joey and Fran sat next to Jimmi. Jimmi spoke to Fran in a low monotone to which Fran reacted as though he were Brad Pitt, melting against his solid frame. Before they had finished the first of the pizzas her hand was in his lap, fingers searching for his penis and on locating it, squeezing him until he was solid. For his part, Jimmi kept eating although he was enjoying the hell out her fumbling masturbation. Joey told them that if they wanted to get high, he had some good stuff back at his place. Fran and Callie were all for it, and they paid the remainder of their tab and were off to Joey's apartment. "Girls are so fucking cute when they get stoned," Joey said as he opened the door and showed them inside. His place was a mess. "Christ," Fran said, "Someone's trashed your place!" Jimmi laughed. "No, no! He's kinda cleaned it up some." "Fuck you, asshole, your place is worse than mine!" Joey spat back. "Easy guys," said Callie, stepping in and assuming the role of peacemaker, "Our place isn't much better," she paused, seeing a cockroach scampering for safety. "We don't have roaches through," she said thoughtfully and sat down on a broken-down sofa. "We don't have cock, period." Fran crowed, obviously drunker than the others. "Speak for yourself," Callie shot back at her, then glanced at the two guys, hoping they hadn't heard the remark. They had, clearly and distinctly, and Jimmi sent Joey a silent signal that Frannie was his. "Ooo, oooo, oooo!" Fran giggled, and then grew quiet as she watched Joey opening a drawer and producing some grass. "It's from Peru," he said as he began rolling a joint, which he handed to Callie. Five minutes later they were all high and Callie, somewhat friskier in this state, lowered Fran's top, baring both breasts. Fran registered no protest at all, simply leaned back and took a long toke on her joint and sighed. "The fuck?" Jimmi blurted on seeing this, only to feel Joey's elbow in his ribs. They sat on either side of the girls, Joey on the rickety arm, Jimmi wedged next to Fran. Callie began to play with Fran's strawberry tipped nipples. Fran was very high and began giggling and reached over to run her hand along Jimmi's thigh. Jimmi took his cock out and slapped her hand with it. She giggled even harder. Callie maneuvered Fran so that she lay back on the sofa, her head resting on Jimmi's lap. Joey got up and knelt on the floor in front of the girls. Without thinking, he raised Fran's dress up around her hips and then squatted on his haunches waiting as Callie tugged Fran's panties down to her ankles. A second later she slipped them off one foot, leaving Fran's underwear to dangle from her other foot. Jimmi busied himself with kissing Fran and Callie returned to her breasts. There was no question that Fran was turned on. She began to moan as Jimmi nibbled at her neck and then her ear; whispering dirty tidbits to her as he nibbled away. Fran's body relaxed and her eyes closed as Joey's finger glided along her inner thigh, Callie sucked first one engorged tit and then the other, while Jimmi swapped spit with the intensely aroused Fran. Taking her lips from Fran's nipple, Callie turned and barked at Joey, "Hey, bozo, you saw my tits, now let's see that dick of yours." Joey produced his cock and Callie was pleased to see that he had at least two inches on his buddy. "Kiss it, Callie," Joey said, gesturing to his erection. "Fran's the doer," Callie said, then laughing obscenely, added, "Fran's the whore." Then pulled viciously on Fran's matted pubic hair. "Ow! Fuck -- that hurt!" Her friend moaned. "Let's all do her," Callie giggled evilly, "She loves being ganged, don't you baby?" "Huh?" The obviously stoned Fran mumbled. "Just say yes," Callie said, and flicked her tongue out to meet Joey's, fondling his balls as Fran moaned softly, "Y... yes." Things went on hold for a moment as Callie and the guys took time to strip off their clothes. That left Fran laid out on the sofa with her dress bunched up around her hips, tits and cunt exposed. Jimmi spread Fran's legs apart so that one rested on the floor and the other was hooked over the top of the sofa. "Man knows what he's doing... at least so far," Callie cackled lewdly then shivered as Joey's hand moved between her legs and felt of her cunt. Jimmi, holding his hardon, moved between Fran's lower body and rubbed his throbbing cock against her folds. Callie watched avidly, feeling herself growing wet and occupied herself by squeezing Joey's cock, causing his cockhead to swell proportionately. "Think I can get my mouth around that?" Callie teased. "As slutty as you are, sure," Joey said, not caring if she was offended. If she tried to leave now he knew he'd rape her. She laughed at him. "You're right; I've gotten bigger than you down my throat." "Show me," Joey said, his voice suddenly gone dry. Daring her, hoping she'd do just that. Callie took the dare, and without another wordpressed her face into Joey's cock. He felt a flurry of tiny, wet kisses and then she started licking the very tip. "Shit!" Joey hissed, as Callie's tongue accidentally hit a particularly sensitive spot alongside the underside of his throbbing shaft. "Did I hurt you?" She asked sarcastically as she halted proceedings. "No," he gasped. "You're sensational at this. How much you can get into your mouth without choking?" "You'll see." Then Callie glanced over at Fran and Jimmi to check them out. Jimmi was covering her body with kisses which surprised Callie who thought he'd be pounding into Fran for all he was worth. She leaned close to Frannie's ear and whispered wickedly. "How's he doing?" "Ooooh - ooohhh!" "Has he tasted you yet?" "Uh-Huh!" "Is he gonna fuck you with that big old dick?" "Yes!" Before she faded off into a pre-orgasm bliss, Jimmi's tongue touched her inner lips for the very first time. "Watch this," Callie playfully told Joey. "Fran, hey, Fran?" "Huh?" "Touch yourself. Go on, you know you want too." Callie knew Fran loved to masturbate -- would in fact do it in front of Callie and her girlfriends just to pass the time on a slow, uneventful night. As she was in a highly suggestive mood from Jimmi's tender stroking and caresses, and the high from Tequila and grass, she readily complied, running her fingers along her folds and teasing her rather large clit out from its hiding place, then rubbing it lightly along its side and moaning contentedly throughout the exercise. Callie watched for a moment, then took a languid lick around the head of Joey's cock and sighed. Jimmi moved behind Fran's head, leaned over and kissed her as her finger plunged into her cunt. Callie seemed almost giddy as she resumed her efforts in sucking Joey off. Lowering her head, she placed her puckered lips around the shiny helmet and then she was slurping away on him like a vacuum cleaner. To Joey, this was blowjob heaven. Callie managed to look up at him, seeking approval in his eyes and finding it. Her smoky eyes glowed with unbridled lust as she clamped her lovely lips around him and slowly jerked him up and down with her hand. Joey moaned and Callie popped him from her mouth. A long string of her saliva hung from her lip to the head of his cock. "Now for the piece de resistance!" she giggled and easily swallowed his dick into her throat. Joey was astounded as his balls tapped lightly against Callie's chin. He heard her chortling as she took him from her mouth. "Slutty enough for you?" She laughed and turned back to see how Fran was faring. Jimmi was finger fucking her, his erection inches from her gaping mouth. Frannie was breathing, but in short, quick gasps. His hand was a blur as he moved in and out of her. Callie bent and gave a slurpy lick to Joey's cock. He moaned appreciatively. "This is really fun," she told him, "not just pure sex. I never thought... oh, well." She glanced at Frannie again. She was breathing heavily, and Jimmi must have found a good place because she began moaning, ''Ohhh God... right there!"' followed quickly by, "Ohhh, baby! Yeah... Gonna cum! Don't stop! Don't... stop!" Jimmi kept right on chewing at her rug and Frannie exploded, making Callie that much hotter. "Give it to me!" She yelled. Joey positioned himself at her lightly furred entrance. "Kiss me Joey! Really kiss me!" She whispered. "Callie..." "Don't make me beg!" "You don't have to beg me, Callie. I'm all yours," Joey said then covered her mouth with his, drawing her fevered tongue deep into his throat. It was a long kiss, one that found him kissing and licking her throat, wanting to leave his mark, his brand on her. She moaned and suddenly was returning the favor, leaving a hickey on his neck that would last for a week. Above them the sofa was squeaking like crazy as Jimmi pumped furiously into a groaning Frannie, whose legs were wrapped tightly around his waist. Callie sucked in her breath. "You've got a really big cock, ya know?" "You think?" Joey said as he readied himself once more. "I love big cocks!" "Do you really?" He said with a wide grin. "Now come on, give it to me!" Callie lay back and spread herself for him. Joey's cock bounced up and down as he mounted her, and she began to laugh. He ran the tip of his cock up and down her cunt lips before working it into her wet hole. Once he had the head inside he pushed hard, and Callie screamed joyfully. He bottomed out on the second stroke; then started fucking her like there was no tomorrow. They rolled over in their fever putting Callie on top -- her loins pulsing at him like a rabbits. Joey gasped and let her go until she tired; then took command and jack-hammered her -- learning to his chagrin that the faster he pounded, the louder her demands that he go even faster! He had a brief insight that he was sinking into quicksand as he was seemingly drawn deeper into the slick vortex of her cunt. He knew, of course, that he had already hit bottom. But the combination of her silken cunt walls and contracting muscles upon him made it seem he had miles to go. Suddenly his dick slipped out. "Put it back! Oh, Christ, put it back!" Callie screamed. Frozen in alarm, Joey stared at her and glimpsed beads of sweat rolling down between her breasts as she rabidly searched for his cock and reinserted it. "Now, fuck me hard, Motherfucker!" She yelled. "Go guy!" Frannie chimed in as she peered down at them. Joey gave it his best effort, but didn't last very long before spewing his load. Since his cock usually remained hard after coming, he kept pumping, although much slower until he began to shrink until he flopped out of her, causing Callie to moan at the loss. Joey was resilient in another fashion, however, and quickly lowered his face to her twat, seeing his semen glistening in her pubic hair and vaginal lips. "Yes!" she gasped, "eat me! I'm close, so fucking close!" His finger danced up and down the lips surrounding her hole. "Ahhhh, that's it! That's it!" Callie moaned as she writhed under his mouth and fingers. With a cruelty that surprised him, Joey twisted her labia, then on finding the hood hiding her clitoris, released the distended folds and placed a gentle kiss upon her clit. He smiled gleefully as her labia, now fully swollen with excited blood, curved outward to display the moist pink interior of her inner cunt. He used a pinky to tease her further, lightly moving it up and down at her opening. "Joey! Please, don't tease me like that!" She groaned. His thumb felt the bump of her clit and ground down on it. The effect was instantaneous! "OH YESSSS!" "Fuck me! Eat me! Please, please, please!" Callie's pelvis was humping his hand. Her hand found the little bump and rubbed it faster and faster until her hand was a blur. Joey laughed, and said, "I thought Frannie was the one like to jill off in front of people." She wanted to curse him for that, but could only grunt in reply and then began to moan loudly as his searching finger located her G. "OH FUCK!" Callie's pent-up orgasm exploded. Her body shook violently and Joey continued massaging that oh so tender spot. Callie's hand hovered over her clit, shaking spasmodically until he mashed his free hand down upon her clit. "AHHHHHHH!" Callie came again, even harder this time and Joey was hard again. Figuring there was no time like the present, he pulled her hips into position, lined up his cock and entered an unbelievable heat and wetness. "OHHHHH, NO!" "What?" He asked, pausing in mid-thrust. "NO! I mean YES! YES! YES!" She stammered, wrapping her legs around him and with rapidly surging hips, humped back at him. Before long, Joey's cock grew tender. He was willing to bet she felt the same, but chose to ignore it, preferring to suffer as long as the wonderful sensations lingered. Joey's second fucks always took a long time, and while he wanted to come, he couldn't. But Callie could and did, almost continuously, all the while babbling obscenities and as her body shuddered beneath him. He paused to catch his breath. He was close to exhaustion from the pace he'd established. There was no way he could continue much longer. Callie realized as much and saved him, saying, "Joey?" "Huh?" "Your cock feels fuckin' wonderful in me." "Yeah?" "Would you mind if I got on top again?" "No, that's fine with me," he managed to gasp. "I mean, I've cum a couple times and if you want to stop its okay," she told him. Then she adroitly levied herself up on off him and landed on the floor in a single movement. "How do I look from here?" she asked, seductively standing over his upturned face. "You should see your face." "My face? I'm standing like this and you're looking at my face?" "It's the brightest red." She twisted her body enough to provide her with a view of her face in the available mirror and grimaced. "I have looked better." "Not to me you haven't." "All men are pigs," she said, then laughed. It was a nasty laugh. "Wait until I return the favor. We'll see how your face looks." "Want me to eat you?" Joey asked. "You can, but I'm going down on Fran. Maybe you'd prefer watching for a time." "Sounds good to me," he replied and slid off the sofa to squat on the floor alongside the other three. Fran uttered a long, loud groan as Callie's tongue licked its way along her folds, then parted them with her fingers and sent her tongue darting into Fran's center. Joey thought both girl's beautiful, as Callie lost herself in Fran's cunt. Jimmi, not to be outdone held his five inch boner over Fran's face as he knelt behind her head. She felt him nudging it along her nose, opened her mouth and took him in. She held him between two fingers as she began sucking voraciously upon him. Joey decided to involve himself in the carnality before him and started to finger Callie's cunt, finding it sopping wet. Callie grunted as his second finger entered him and pulled her face from Fran long enough to shout, "Fist me, motherfucker!" Joey took her seriously, and worked diligently to fit more fingers into what appeared to be a fairly tight pussy. On stuffing the fourth finger into her, he paused and sniffed and found that he was able to distinguish between each woman's aromas. Jimmi grunted and started to cum, leaving a thick string of pearls around Fran's throat and chin. To the highly imaginative Joey it appeared that Fran was nervously biting at a strand of pearls. Callie halted activity between Fran's thighs and scrambled off her to take Joey's cock in her hand and jerked him several times. Assured that he was at maximum size, she turned to Fran and said, "Lookie what I've got!" Fran glanced over and closed her eyes. She opened them again and looked with heavy lids at Joey's member. In almost a whisper, Fran said, "Can I suck it with you?" "Of course, baby," Callie cooed. And to the guys, Callie said, "I've been wanting to do this with Frannie, forever!" She kissed Fran first, slow and deep. Without looking at Joey, Callie said, "Get up here so we can suck your dick, baby." Joey sat at one end of the sofa with his legs open. Callie and Fran sprawled across either side of his hips and legs. Joey shivered, delighting in the feel of their warm, naked flesh against him. Callie held his cock at the base, and they both began to lick it and to kiss each other. Callie held his dick and guided it to touch Frannie's face with it. Callie moaned, "Mmmmm... this is sooo hot." Callie, recalling that Fran loved to hear her talk dirty during sex, kept a stream of wickedly filthy whispers going to Fran's ear. "We don't want him to cum..." "We don't?" Fran asked between licking the side of his saliva covered shaft. "Don't let him cum. I want to watch him fuck you, baby." "Can I watch him fuck you too?" Fran asked huskily. "Suck - Suck -- Pop" "Mmmm... yeah, sure you can. We're all going to fuck him, maybe Jimmi will too." Callie's eyes met Joey's, and she stuck her tongue out at him. "You really like this, don't you baby" He was delirious with pleasure, Oh, yeah. I love it." Callie responded by lasciviously looking him in the eyes while she deliberately licked the precum from the tip of his cock. "Joey, baby? I want you to let some sperm out of your dick for Frannie." She touched Fran's face, ran her finger through the stoned girl's hair and asked, "You would like that, wouldn't you, Frannie?" "Mmmmm, yeah. Gimme some cum out of that cock." Callie was squeezing Joey to perfection. He started to moan; she changed off, went to his balls and lightly squeezed them too. "Be sure to tell me when it gets too tight, baby," she said, continuing to tease him. Joey tore his eyes away from Callie's hand and looked at Jimmi and Fran. They were both intent on Callie's hand as it gripped his balls. "She sent a guy to the hospital once," Fran whispered to no one in particular, but both Joey and Jimmi heard her loud and clear. But Callie was not putting any painful pressure upon his jewels and Joey relaxed enough to enjoy her pleasurable tormenting. Callie took the very tip of his dick between her lips and nibbled, then licked around his crown. Joey shivered with the intensity of the delight it wrought. He felt his load welling up in his balls. For Callie, the trick was to bring him to the very brink of orgasm and halt. Then Fran could sample his cum without Joey actually emptying his sacs and depriving Callie of her just desert. "Jesus, Callie... I'm coming!" Joey hissed. "I'm only gonna let some trickle out baby," she cooed like a mother to her baby. A pearl of semen emerged from the tip of his prick. He groaned loudly. Jimmi started laughing, glad it wasn't him being toyed with. Fran looked on with unadulterated fascination. "Coming!" Joey barked hoarsely. Callie gave a wicked laugh and said, "He's got a great dick, don't he, Fran?" A slow trickle of thick white sperm flowed from the hole at the top of his dick; gravity took over and caused it to flow stream-like down the side of his cock and pool on the side of his right testicle. "Go for it, Frannie!" Callie cackled obscenely. She did; licking most of it up quickly, then drawing the remainder onto her tongue with a loud slurping sound. Then Callie's tongue followed the slug-like trail of semen along his shaft until she met Frannie's tongue at his balls. They kissed and seemed to swap remnants of his semen between them. Finally, Frannie broke the silence. "He does have a great cock, Callie," and they kissed again, with Callie slowly fisting Joey's dick, keeping him on the edge. With the end of their kiss, Callie brought Joey's oozing dick to both pairs of lips. Fran applied a light suction to his tip and Callie licked around the ridge of his crown. Jimmi was hard again, looking for a place to put his dick, but neither girl would allow him access to their cunts and so he contented himself with putting a finger up Frannie's ass. That was allowed. Joey realized that while still hard as a rock, he wouldn't be coming for a while. Callie taunted him a little, saying, "Told you I'd make you cum a little, didn't I?" "Yeah," he replied and traced his finger along her jaw line. "You really can suck a cock, Callie." "That a compliment?" she asked. "You bet it is." "Thanks, a girl can only try, ya know?" "You're the best." "Fran's good too," Callie offered. "Not as good as you, through." "Ah, you're sweet!" "Let's fuck a little," he suggested. "Can you do that?" "What" "Fuck... just a little?" He laughed. "I suppose not." "I think you're right. Although there is that thing... what's it called Fran?" Fran, who had been paying close attention to the conversation while being fingered by Jimmi's two digits in her bottom, was quick to provide the answer. "Coitus interruptus," she said softly. "That's it," Callie giggled, sounds awful don't it?" "Coitus interruptus," Joey said smiling. "Happens all the time if you have kids." "Or when the cops shine a light in the backseat," Callie added with a giggle. Fran, laughing along with them had one for them too. "Remember the time in the woods, Cal, the big oak tree?" "Yeah, tell 'em 'bout that time, Frannie." "Me and Callie are getting it on with a couple guys in the woods, just off a golf course and a bolt of lightning zaps the tree..." "You wanna talk coitus interruptus," Callie laughed. "We got a big charge out of that one!" Fran said and checked Jimmi out. "Jimmi, you're so nice to wait. I'll fuck you good in a minute. Right now, me and Callie are gonna blow your buddies brains out. Callie, ever playful then slapped Fran in the mouth with Joey's dick. "Ouch! Now that hurt, Cal," she whined. They took turns at sucking him, "passing the baton," they called it, and soon Joey was feeling that urge. "I'm getting close, Callie. Want me inside you?" But it was Fran who took his swollen dick in her hand as if to examine it. She sucked her breath in through her teeth, and then said, "You're so hard baby. C'mon, I want to see you fuck her." Callie lay back on the sofa, eyes closed. Fran pulled her legs apart, and Joey knelt between them. Fran guided his cock to Callie's cunt and helped him insert it. Joey held his cock with one hand, and started massaging Callie's moist pussy with it, finding her clit with the tip. She moved her hips and gripped the cushion beneath her with her hands and all the while looked into his eyes, not saying a word. He remained in place, holding himself, rubbing the head of his dick just inside the entrance to Callie's cunt. She felt so hot and wet and good. Slowly he allowed himself to inch inside her, until he felt his cock swallowed inside her all the way --his balls against her soft skin. He held Callie's arms down against the cushions, while Fran moaned, saying "Yeah, fuck her baby. Fuck her with that big dick." Joey did just that. Holding tight to her hips, he began using slow, firm strokes, gradually increasing the pace of his thrusts and also varying them, using a different angle each time. Callie kept grunting with pleasure. Jimmi eased Fran into a position wherein she was leaning over the arm of the sofa, looking directly at Joey's ass; she could easily see his cock plunging in and out of Callie's cunt. Jimmi fingered Fran for a few seconds, then placed himself against her bottom and pushed himself into her. "Mmmm, fuck me good, baby," she moaned, then moaned again as Jimmi began to slam his dick into her wet, mushy hole. Joey and Callie were now fucking deep and hard. He was pulling her hair, watching her expressions. Callie's hand moved down to her center and began teasing her clit as Joey continued surging into her. She was enjoying this fuck immensely. Joey was in a sex trance, just rhythmically pounding in and out of Callie's sweet pussy. Frannie and Jimmi went at it hard. Then he halted, pulled out, ignoring her pleading and laid her on the rug. Jimmi slowly placed a hand under Frannie's breast and hefted it, testing the weight. "Nice tits, Fran," was his only comment before he took the strawberry tipped nipple in his mouth and began to suckle on her. Fran groaned and trembled. Her arm reached around Jimmi to pull him tighter against her. Jimmi slid downward and onto his knees, pulling Fran with him. Jimmi never relinquished his prize for a second. He kneaded the mass of the breast with one hand, pushing the nipple forward, deeper into his hot mouth. He drew Fran's pleasure up, centering all of Fran's attention on that one set of assaulted nerve-endings. Fran was amazed at the sensitivity of her breast. It had always been her cunt that had the super-sensitive nerve endings... yet this guy had set her tits and the rest of her on fire. She ground her hips against Jimmi's thigh and the experienced Jimmi sat back on his heels, letting their legs intertwine. Fran's arousal reached a point of desperation. She started rubbing herself against Jimmi's thigh and felt Jimmi's hips move on her thigh. She felt his boner slap her thigh and wanted him inside her. "Put that fucker in me!" She moaned. He chewed her nipple and forced Fran to straddle him, take him in hand and insert him into her. With the first sense of him entering her, Fran felt several jolts of ecstasy rocket through her. Frannie rocked back and forth on his dick, serene in the midst of a slow, tantalizing rhythm that was quickly taking her over the edge. Joey humped faster and faster, feeling it bubbling inside his balls as he readied himself too cum. Both women began to whimper incoherently as their climaxes neared. "Oh, Christ... I can't..." Fran couldn't complete the sentence. "Yes... yes... you can!" Jimmi half moaned to her. "Are you gonna cum for me now baby?" "I... I... I!" Joey and Callie's mouths met in a blind, searing kiss. They mixed their breath, gasping and moaning into each other's mouths. Fran felt the heat and tension rising and spreading from her groin into her stomach, then her chest. Her muscles locked and she moaned into Jimmi's mouth at the loss when Jimmi's thigh ceased making contact with her, then screamed delightedly as Jimmi's hand darted between her legs and began to explore her. Pressing his palm against her spasming clit; causing it to vibrate rapidly and of course, making Fran come violently, screaming and cursing into Jimmi's neck as her body bent in a rictus of rapture. Callie wrenched her mouth from Joey's and snapped at him, "Get down there, and fill her mouth with that wonderful fuckin' donkey dick. Joey flopped off the sofa, and stood up, careful not to disturb the two fornicating beneath him and tendered his dick to Frannie's mouth, which hung open like a fish on a hook. As he felt her warm, wet mouth close down on his now purple-hued cockhead, he nearly lost control. "Hey guy!" Jimmi said by way of greeting and kept plunging his prick into Frannie's cunt. Frannie, delighted with the second cock, sucked the entire head into her mouth and slowly inched his entire length into her throat. When her lips finally touched the base of his dick, Fran pulled back up; her lips tight as a vise and her mouth sucking like a vacuum. For Joey, the pleasure was exquisite. For Frannie, it signaled Nirvana, for her cunt and mouth were filled with cock. Joey reached down and slowly tangled the fingers of his free hand into her hair; Fran began to bob her head up and down, slowly at first, then with more passion. Soon, she was mouthing all over his cock, going at it like a starving child. Joey knew he couldn't take much more so he pulled out and sat on the side of the sofa hunched over, his cock stabbing at phantom pussies in the air, while Fran keened in distress at its loss. Noting that Fran had been deprived of Joey's dick, Callie promptly lowered her pussy onto Frannie's face and was met by Fran's welcoming mouth. As Frannie began to lick, Callie's expression changed to that of a wanton slut. As for Fran, the taste of Callie's cunt set her off as she arched her back, and began to wildly toss her head back and forth licking and sucking Callie's inner lips. "YESSSSS!" "Oh, you cunt-lapping, cock-sucking, bung-hole lickin' whore! Suck my pussy!" Callie cried; obviously reaching her climax. "Get nasty bitch! Callie groaned and grabbed Fran's head, pressing it even more firmly into her cunt. "Slap my ass, Joey! Slam it hard!" Raising his right hand Joey delivered a powerful smack to Callie's buttocks that rang out throughout the apartment. A bright red hand mark was left imprinted on her cheek. Seconds later the other cheek was similarly marked. A soft, muffled moan could be heard from Fran whose mouth was almost buried in Callie's twat. Shifting position slightly, Callie told Fran to find her clit. Now Fran was about to surprise Callie with her sophisticated expertise in this area. Between the slaps to Callie's ass, Fran pulled her head back and grabbed a lungful of air, and then leaned back in and sent a light breeze across the folds of Callie's outer lips, causing Callie to shiver with delight. "What the fuck? Ohhhh, do me baby! Did I underestimate you or what?" "Smack! Smack! Smack!" the blows landed on Callie's ass with equal force; and when Fran blew a gentle stream of warm air again, this time a little higher and closer to Callie's clit, Callie was beside herself, writhing in pleasure/pain, she keened, "I'm almost there, baby." Her were eyes bright with lust, "Come on, c'mon, lick it!" "Come on out," Joey heard Fran whisper as if to herself alone. "Come on you sweet little cock thing. I know you're in there." She blew against Callie again, and Joey looked on watching Callie's clit swell before his eyes. "Come on," Fran whispered as she coaxed the clit to stand out. "Just a little more, baby." Fran blew against Callie's clit again, and Callie began weeping with joy as Fran's breath stimulated her beyond her wildest expectations. "Where... ?" Callie began, but didn't finish as Fran gleefully spat out, "Been saving that one up for a while, Callie. Like it?" "Jesus, YES!" Suddenly, Jimmi was heard. "I'm coming baby! Come with me!" "Yeah!" Frannie managed to bleat. "I'll cum with you!" Both were panting hard, struggling to regain their breath. "OHHHHH! SHIT!" Frannie screamed, as she started to cum. "Don't leave me!" Callie whined, fearing Frannie was about to abandon her for her own orgasm. "That was a great one!" Fran babbled incoherently. "Your cock has a mind of its own!" "Keep fucking baby," Jimmi said, urging her on. "Nauggggh!" Fran was gasping for air; couldn't seem to find any. "Yes!" he groaned, slamming his dick into her slurping, sucking cunt. Joey, not to be outdone, rammed his dick into Callie, who gulped and filled her lungs with air. "You... you..." she sputtered, "keep... hittin'... that spot!" "Hump me back baby! Hump me!" he crowed." "Oh, yeah! Fuck me, Joey! Fuck me!" Callie's salacious response overwhelmed Joey to the point that he lost control, felt one spasm rack his loins, then another and another, and still another, as he exploded into her. He roared with primal intensity. Callie was lost in time and space, as the climactic waves continued to roll in on her. "Oh, God," she cried, falling down across him and stretching out her long legs, tightening them and keeping him trapped in her while she kissed him until her body calmed down, leaving her shuddering in his arms. They lay quietly, his semen leaking out of her and onto his leg, looking on as Jimmi still ploughed into Frannie. Frannie's disheveled hair fell across her face as she twisted her head from side to side; both were moaning in unison as their fuck surged into its finale. Jimmi held Frannie close; he was nearly exhausted and pumping very slowly. He ground his hand against Fran's vulva, and gradually the orgasmic waves began to rise within her once more. Jimmi shifted his hand a little and pushed one finger into her, alongside his dick. Fran turned her head toward Jimmi and looked at him pleadingly. She wanted to cum with him; wanted it more than anything in the world at that moment. Jimmi placed his hand on her neck, pulled her mouth close to his. Fran's tongue was reaching for his but froze in mid-air as he located her G-spot. Fran was only vaguely aware of this spot, never having found it herself. The touch of Jimmi's finger there set her to screaming non-stop and another set of short convulsions swept her body. "Ooohhhhhh, here I..." A moment later she screeched... "And ANOTHER!" Jimmi finally let loose and filled her with his load and Frannie screamed again. "Oh, Jesus! I'm cum... cum... CUMING!" She buried her face in Jimmi's hair; her words evolving into incoherent shrieks as the orgasms stretched on. They lay entwined for a time, and then Jimmi got up to take a piss. Callie followed him into the bathroom and watched, then sat down and relieved herself. Neither paid attention to the other sexually. Back in the living room, Joey was setting up another set of joints. An hour or more passed, no one knew for sure. They were all stoned again - horny all over again. Joey mounted Fran and Callie blew Jimmi. They fucked and sucked for a long time, nobody really came. The excitement faded a little. Callie took Jimmi from her mouth and examined his manhood. Fran stopped moving against Joey, although he could still feel her pulse against his cock lodged inside her. "Frannie," Callie said huskily, "You have to watch him fuck me now!" Fran sat back against the sofa, resting. She was touching herself, but probably so stoned she wasn't even aware of it. "Okay," Fran said, "I want to see it. I want to see your pussy with that big dick fucking you". "It ain't so big, but he's gonna ass fuck me!" Stoned, yet pleased with herself Callie murmured more to herself than anyone else, "This is so hot." Then she got on her knees on the sofa with her ass positioned for Frannie and Joey to see everything. With their faces a few feet away, Jimmi started massaging Callie's pussy with his cock. "It's my ass you want, Jimmi! My ass!" "Just lubing up for you, Callie, take it easy!" He spit on her pucker and spread her cheeks apart, then used his fingers to widen her asshole. Jimmi had little difficulty in entering Callie; less difficulty in filling her with his average sized prick. Suddenly Jimmi started to come. He came hard, moaning loudly and grabbing Callie's shoulders. Joey shoved him roughly away and took his place. Callie moaned in pain immediately, as he was a good size larger than Jimmi. Soon he was fucking her; his balls slapping against the back of her thighs. "You're so fuckin' tight, baby!" He cooed. Callie reached between her legs to touch her cunt and his cock as they fucked. They continued in relative silence for the next several minutes, and then Callie broke the silence. "Ohhh, shit!" "I... can't stop fu... fuckin'!" Joey paused, but left his dick immersed in Callie's ass. Fran managed to squeeze under Callie and began to eat her pussy, alternately giving, long languid licks to Joey's cock as it left Callie's asshole. Callie came and came hard. Frannie kept at her, bringing Callie to several more violent orgasms before she shoved Fran away from her. Joey had been standing alongside for a few minutes, having given up on finishing in her ass. He joined Jimmi and Fran as they caressed Callie, helping to bring her down. "Ohhh... that was so good," Callie whispered. Jimmi told the girls his balls were devoid of cum from fucking the two of them that they now hurt. Both girls smiled at him, too tired to laugh aloud. It was late. "He didn't cum," Callie said hoarsely. "Who didn't?" Jimmi asked, defensively, thinking Callie meant him. "Not you, him," she pointed at Joey. Joey nodded, admitting it was true. "Jerk off on us, sweetie," Callie offered in a barely audible whisper. "Yeah," Frannie mumbled, "Squirt some of that hot cum on my titties." Joey raised himself to his knees on the sofa in front of Callie and Frannie. Callie licked her lips in anticipation. Frannie's pupils widened. Joey began jerking off and kept at it until he felt the semen oozing up again. He gave himself two fast strokes and let it flow out. There wasn't much. Inching forward, he let some drip on each of Callie's nipples, and then he sucked her nipples and kissed her, then kissed Fran. They shared another large joint and Jimmi fell asleep. Joey nodded himself into a sex induced delirium, watching the two women through half-lidded eyes. Time passed. Fran got up and went to the bathroom. He heard her peeing into the toilet. He watched as Callie followed her. They were in there for what seemed like a long time, He could hear them talking, but couldn't understand what was being said. He nodded off only to open his eyes minutes later to see their feminine silhouettes in the backlit doorway. They were kissing passionately. Joey never stirred, but watched as they joined him and Jimmi on the bed; forming a tangle of arms and legs. They each kissed him; then kissed the still slumbering Jimmi, and returned to kiss each other. He found that he couldn't muster another erection and contented himself with slowly licking each girl as they continued to kiss. When he had each girl moaning with newfound arousal, he quit and allowed himself to roll away and fell into a deep, undisturbed sleep. Taking Frannie by the hand, Callie led her into the living room where Callie lay on the sofa and beckoned Frannie with a come-hither smile and sparkling eyes. Frannie clambered up on the sofa with her and soon they were entwined about each other on the soiled cushions of Joey's sofa. Eventually, they worked themselves into a sixty-nine position and ate one another until Callie came. Fran was already satisfied sexually and held Callie tight. They lay there until the sun came up. Then Fran left Callie's sleeping form and went back to the bedroom. Jimmi had just returned from the bathroom. She knelt down and took his dick in her mouth, sucked the last remnants of urine from him, and then as he grew hard, blew him. As Jimmi was reaching his climax, Fran fingered herself rigorously and it seemed that they came together, with Jimmi spurting his meager load into Frannie's open mouth. "Did you swallow?" He asked. "Um, sure, why not?" Callie stood watching in the doorway. Assured that Jimmi and Fran were finished, she retrieved her clothing and proceeded to get dressed. Fran followed her actions and in a minute they were at the door preparing to leave. "It was fun," Fran said, and with a sad smile on her face added, "Call me sometime, huh, Jimmi?" "Sure, gimme a couple days, we'll do it again." "Great. See ya," and she and Callie started down the stairs. "Bye Jimmi," Fran said somewhat wistfully as he followed them, stopping at the head of the stairs. "Tell Joey we had a great time." "Yeah, I sure will." He was scratching his balls as Fran turned to follow Callie. Jimmi watched from the window as the two girls walked down the street. It was raining, but then, it always rains in New Orleans. "Shit!" Jimmi exclaimed. "I bet Joey didn't ask for their phone number!" ------- The End ------- Posted: 2005-06-07 ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------