American Airlines Cockpit

Chicago was receding quickly in the distance, its grid of streetlights fading to a glow of patterned city blocks against the deep black stillness of the lake. We climbed higher, gaining altitude on the first leg of our trip across the Atlantic, bound for England at Christmastime, December 1992.

She sat rigid beside me, hands clenched, knuckles white against the metal of the armrests. We'd had a drink while waiting in the airport, and she'd just ordered another from our flight attendant in his white and blue uniform, slightly rumpled. Cute, though. Maybe if she got sufficiently drunk she'd relax enough to survive this trip. I was matching her drink for drink...they were free, after all, and we were on vacation.

"How are you doing?"
"Not too bad. You?"
"I'm fine. You know I love flying."
"I hate you."

She didn't mean it, of course. Eight years of friendship couldn't be cancelled out by a little acrophobia. But I resolved to be a little more careful what I said. Time was passing much too slowly.

Three hours later; almost halfway to England. I, for one, was thoroughly bored and that rumpled flight attendant with the shock of Midwestern brown hair and mindless calf eyes was starting to look more and more inviting. In an effort to distract her, we'd been complaining about our respective ex-boyfriends and talking about the joys of sex through the last two or three drinks, and both of us were now horny as hell. That one of us was bi, and the other one straight only added to our frustration. We'd gotten to that sad point when we boasted about all the strange places we'd done it, and all the odd people we'd done it with.

"Want to join the mile-high-club?"
"With whom? The pimply flight attendant?"
"Yeah, right."

Surrounding us were hordes of British families, little kids curled into each other, the seats, their parents. All heading home for the holidays. Not a single lonely man in sight.

"Hey, babe, I got an idea."
"Uh huh. I remember your last idea. Almost got us thrown in jail. And those two guys weren't worth it."
"This is much, much better. Just think of those poor lonely pilots in the cabin. They must be so bored, flying this plane on automatic across miles and miles of empty ocean. I bet they're just sitting back and dreaming of a pair of nubile, 21-yr-old college students fulfilling their every desire."
"And you want to fulfill their fantasies, right?"
"Well, maybe not all of their fantasies. They probably ought to keep their hands on the equipment. But we could provide a little...entertainment? I dare you to."
"You what?"
"I dare you to."
"We're not kids anymore."
"Exactly."

We thought about it for a while. As we worked out the strictly hypothetical details, it became more and more tempting. The perfect way to relieve boredom, maybe relieve a little frustration, and forget about the two idiots we'd left in Chicago. After all, we were single again now. No ties, no responsibilities. And it would be a hell of a lot of fun.

"You first."
"No, you."
"Together, then?"
"Here goes nothing."

***

Hell of a flight. The typical crying kids for the first two hours, then, just when they had all fallen asleep, a drunk guy in first class started complaining about how he couldn't sleep and the drinks were weak and the service was lousy. It had taken two blankets, three pillows and my own copy of Playboy to shut him up. Why do people think that the life of a flight attendant is all fun and games? Jetting to Hawaii isn't nearly as exciting when you have to turn around and head to Kansas City half an hour later.

The only bright spot was the pair of babes in aisle thirty. I could've sworn the dark-haired one, who looked Hispanic, winked at me the last time I went by. Hey, they're buzzing me.

"Don't worry, Rina, I'll get it."
"Thanks, Mike, I'm crashing."
"Don't say that too loud."
"Very funny."

Hah. I crack me up. Well, let's see what they want. Probably just a pillow.

"Hi, honey."
"Hello, ma'am, what can I do for you?"
"Well, it's kind of complicated. See, my friend here, she's always wanted to be a pilot, and she'd really love to get a look at the cockpit. It's so quiet now, we thought it might be a good time." "Ummm...well, I'm not sure if the captain would approve of that, ma'am".
"But you could ask, couldn't you?"
"Sure thing. Just hold on a minute."

Well, Tony didn't seem to mind too much, since it was so quiet and such a slow flight. So I brought them forward. Then things got really weird.

"What's your name, captain?"
"I'm Tony, miss, and my co-pilot here is Christopher, and that's Mike, your flight attendant, over by the door."
"Must be pretty boring for you up here..."
"Well, we have to check the instruments fairly often - every twenty minutes or so."

The blond looked over at the Hispanic girl, and asked, "Do you think twenty minutes is enough?" She replied, "Should be plenty. Check your instruments, please, gentlemen." and coolly, calmly, started unbuttoning her shirt.

"Now, gentlemen, we'd like you to settle a little bet for us, if you don't mind. My friend and I were debating which of us could do the best strip-tease. We'd like to demonstrate for you, and ask you to judge, if that's okay with you?"

None of us were about to object, that was for sure. The blond came over to me, and pushed me over a bit so I was leaning against the door. Then she leaned against a wall and watched the show.

The Hispanic girl had long wavy black hair, almost to her waist, swinging loose behind her back. She had been wearing a sort of lacy black sweater, but she'd just finisehd unbuttoning it and was slipping it off, one smooth brown shoulder at a time. Underneath was a cropped white tank and a long, loose black skirt.

"What's next, guys, shirt or skirt?"
"Hey, no fair asking for advice!"
"Okay, okay..."

She shimmied out of the skirt, leaving it in a pool of black fabric on the floor of the cockpit. Her legs were bare now, a creamy brown line from black lace panties down to the top of black boots, laced up to mid-calf. She raised her right leg, and placed it gently in Christopher's lap.

"Could you help me with my laces, captain?"
"He's the co-pilot.", Tony quickly interjected. "I'm the captain."
"That's okay, captain, you can do the other one."

Chris quickly unlaced the boot and removed it, rubbing his hands over her calf and down the arch of her foot as he did so. She shivered as she pulled her leg away, and placed her left leg on Tony's lap. He took a little longer, sliding his hands up to mid-thigh, until she pulled away, shaking her head.

"Not nice, captain. There's a wedding ring on that finger."
"We're separated."
"Sure you are."

She crossed her arms in front of her, and took hold of the bottom of the white tank, pulling it up over her head and shaking her hair free. She must have liked black, because her bra was black too, lace to match the panties. The bra looked a little small for her large breasts, which were spilling out of the top, their dark nipples barely visible through the lace.

"Mike?"
"Yes, ma'am?"
"Would you undo the clasp for me?"
"Yes ma'am!"

I think my fingers were trembling a little, and they must have been ice-cold, because she whimpered a bit when I touched her back. I had a little trouble with the clasp, but I finally got it free. I didn't have the nerve to touch her the way the captain had, but I could smell her perfume as she leaned close. She smelled like apples.

She turned to face us all again, and slowly, teasingly, pulled her bra straps off her shoulders, letting the bra fall to the floor to join the pile of black and white clothing. She had huge breasts, maybe as big as the girls in Playboy, but a lot darker than most of theirs. Her dark brown nipples stuck straight out, maybe from the cold in the air-conditioned cockpit. She slid her hands down her body, curving them around her breasts and across her slightly rounded stomach. She stuck out her hip a little, and hooked her finger in the black lace of her panties...then paused.

She walked over to Christopher.

"Chris? Would you mind helping me get these off? With your teeth?"

Chris looked startled for a second, but quickly nodded. He leaned towards her, and gently took her panties in his teeth. I couldn't see very well in the darkened cockpit, but it took him an awfully long time to get them off and she was making these little noises and sort of swaying back and forth, so I guess he was helping her out a little. He finally slid them down her thighs and calves and she stepped out of them, swinging her hair around her as she turned to face us.

"Well, guys, how do I rate?"

We quickly and unanimously voted her a perfect ten. The blond was sort of smiling, sort of frowning, and beckoned her over for a whispered conversation.

***

"You cheated so badly. And you got off - don't deny it!" "I won't. I'll concede you the moral victory if you want to back out and go back."
"Oh no you don't. You can just stand there...and I don't care if you're cold, don't you dare put your clothes back on...and watch me. But I'm changing the rules a little."
"Whatever makes you happy."

***

The blond grinned as they finished talking. She walked over to Tony, hips swinging.

"It seems that my friend got you guys all hot and bothered, but wasn't thoughtful enough to take care of that little problem. So Chris, I want you to get up and come over here. Don't worry about the plane - I'm sure it'll be fine."

She reached back and pulled her hair out of its ponytail, letting it fall forward over her face, veiling its sharp angles and wicked eyes. Then she quickly kicked off her shoes, unzipped her jeans and struggled out of them, sighing in relief when she got them off. She said over her shoulder to her friend,

"Remind me to wear looser clothes on the trip back."
"Promise."

She then slid off her white panties, baring smooth creamy-pink skin and fuzzy blond hair, leaving herself dressed only in a long blue shirt. She turned to Chris and unbuttoned his pants, unzipping the fly and pulling them down a little to reveal his cock, fully erect. She grinned at him, and said, "I think you can find a place to put that" as she knelt down, facing away from him and towards Tony. She then reached over to Tony, but he'd already pulled out his cock, and offered it to her waiting mouth. She went down on it hard, and he just closed his eyes and smiled as her head started bobbing up and down, her hair shielding his lap from view.

Chris hesitated again, looking uncertainly at the dark-haired girl leaning against the wall. She shrugged, and smiled at him. He shook his head a little, then turned to his duffelbag, stowed securely in a compartment. After poking through it a bit, he pulled out a condom and put it on. I sort of thought that ruined the wildness of it all, but Chris is British, and he's the careful type. It didn't take him long to slide his cock into her waiting cunt, though. She moaned at that, and then her head started moving faster, as Chris quickly started moving back and forth, his arms curving around her small body.

I looked at the naked dark-haired girl, but she shook her head at me, hair waving a little in the air-conditioned breeze.

"Sorry, kid. I've got my own problems. Maybe next time."

So I started jerking myself off in the corner. I was a little embarassed at first, but the whole thing was so unreal, with these two beautiful women coming out of nowhere, doing stuff that none of the girls I knew would ever do, that I couldn't stay embarassed for long. I wated the blond's head whipping back and forth as the three of them moved faster and faster, Chris's hands clenched tight around her small breasts, then sliding over her ribs. Tony suddenly moaned, after being completely silent for so long. Seconds later, Chris and the girl suddenly stopped moving, and a sort of choked whimper came from behind the curtain of her hair. The blond leaned back into Chris's arms and they stayed still for a little while. I was still jerking myself off, and staring at the Hispanic girl's breats, gently moving up and down as she breathed, nipples still hard from the cold. I guess she felt sorry for me, because a second later she was kneeling in front of me and her mouth fell over my cock, sliding warmly down its length. I came immediately, spilling cum into her mouth which she swallowed almost eagerly. Nobody'd ever done that to me before.

They both got up and got dressed in silence. Then they turned towards us just before opening the door.

"Well, guys? Who won?"
There was no way we could answer that question. A slightly uncomfortable silence filled the small room. The blond shook her head, smiled, and opened the door. She took her friend's hand and pulled her through. And they were gone.

***

"There's no way we'll settle the bet now."
"Not after the way you cheated, anyway."
"I, cheated? You cheated first."
"Only a little. And I thought you had sworn yourself to celibacy."
"Well, people change."
"I guess so."
"So what do we do about the bet?"
"There's still all of London, you know."
"That's true. Hotel clerks, waiters..."
"Museum guards, theater ticket sellers..."
"And if we get bored, Scotsmen and their kilts aren't far at all, lassie..."

Her perfect Scots accent cracked me up, and we dissolved into mutual hilarity. A British man across the aisle frowned at the noise, no doubt thinking it improper at such a late hour. We laughed some more at that, until she started yawning. It was only two more hours to London, but that was enough time to catch a little sleep. She was looking more relaxed than I'd seen her in weeks, despite being in a small metal machine very far up over a very deep ocean. Maybe this really had worked.

"You do have to promise me one thing."
"Whatever makes you happy, babe."
"When we talk about this, years from now, promise me no jokes about cockpits?"
I grinned. "Promise."

*****

Fore-Skin Game

The Another Hot Wife Tale

I married Jane when we were both still in college, a little over ten years ago. They have been a great ten years. I just had my 32nd birthday, and Jane's is in a couple of months.

Jane still looks fantastic. We walk or cycle almost everyday, and she teaches an aerobic class at the community center. He body is firmer and tighter, now, than it was when I met her. She is 5'6", weighs about 110-115, and measures in at an eye-catching 36-24-35. She has deep green eyes, a great complexion, and bright blonde hair cut in a short, stylish bob. So, when I tell you that just looking at her still makes my heart go pitter-patter, you know why.

I've been monogamous since the day I met Jane, and I'm sure she has been the same. She wasn't a virgin when we met. In fact, I started dating Jane after she broke up a very long-term relationship with one of my Frat brothers. I know they had been making love for years, and, sometimes, even today, while daydreaming, the vision of Jane and her ex-boyfriend doing some of the things we have done together has aroused me. Maybe it was so easy for me to picture them together, because I knew both of them.

Anyway, here we are. A successful young couple. We both work for the same very large Corporation, and we survived the '80's fairly well. And now, we are enjoying the benefits, in our new house with a 3-car garage, a yard full of trees, and a hot tub on the deck outside our bedroom.

Several weeks ago, I received word that Mike, a mutual co-worker and old friend was returning to headquarters for training. Mike is a great guy, and we were close before he was transferred to Seattle about a year ago. We had been on the company softball team together and had been drinking buddies, and Jane and I had even double-dated with him a time or two. So, when I heard he was coming back to town for a few days, I checked with Jane, and then called him, insisting he stay with us rather than in a hotel. He agreed, immediately.

I picked Mike up at the airport at 3:00pm on Friday afternoon, and we had a nice conversation as I drove back to the house and he informed me he had just gotten engaged to a woman out West.

When Mike opened the door to our house, thirty-some people yelled "SURPRISE!" Jane and I had decided to throw him a little "Welcome Back" party, so he could see his old friends, again. It was a great party.

After good music, good food, good conversation, and good booze, people started leaving around midnight. By twelve-thirty, everybody had left and Mike offered to help Jane and I clean up.

Jane said, "This can wait. I'd rather take a quick dip."

I agreed.

Mike said that that sounded good, but he'd have to borrow one of my swimsuits, as he hadn't brought any along with him.

Much to my surprise, Jane blurted out, "You don't have to worry about a suit, Mike. Jim and I don't bother much with them, anymore."

I was surprised because, although Jane and I really didn't bother with suits, it was only when we were alone. I couldn't tell if she was a little buzzed, or a little excited, or both. But I knew I was both!

The three of us quickly stripped on the back patio deck. It was obvious in the bright moonlight that Jane was more than buzzed. Her nipples were hard and erect and her skin had that taut, expectant look it gets before we make love. She was also breathing through her mouth as her eyes were glued on Mike.

And looking at Mike, myself, I could now see why he had been such a stud around the office before he was transferred. Besides his rugged good looks and great personality, he had a rather large cock and set of balls hanging between his legs.

I noticed he was also watching Jane, very closely.

We all ran up the steps to the bedroom-level of the deck and splashed into the tub. The water was perfect, and the night air made it very relaxing. After a while, I offered to make us all a nightcap, and ran to the house to get the fixings. When I returned, Jane and Mike were out of the pool and lying on chaise lounges. Neither one of them had made any effort to cover anything up, so I didn't either.

We sipped our drinks and quietly talked about old times and who-was-where-doing-what in the company. Mike was on the chaise between us and I couldn't help but notice all the attention Jane was giving Mike's crotch. I took a good look, myself.

Mike's cock was large -- no two ways about that. It was long, maybe seven inches or so, but it was also thick, looking almost as thick around as my wrist. And it was still soft! I had been in enough locker rooms to know that Mike was one of a very few good men. Now, looking closer, I noticed that he was also uncircumcised and he had a lot of obvious foreskin.

When we finally got around to the office gossip and who-was-fucking-whom, we all perked up. Jane said she now understood why there was so much crying and gnashing of teeth by the office beauties when Mike was transferred across the country. She went on to say that not only was he a sweetie, he had the most impressive prick she had ever seen in her life. Then, Jane asked Mike to forgive her for staring, but she had never seen an uncircumcised cock before.

Being only human, as Mike listened to Jane's compliments, his impressive seven inches was slowly twitching itself into a firmer, and even more impressive, nine inches!

Jane suddenly turned to me, "I just want to touch it!"

I could tell from her expression and breathless tone, she was asking me for permission.

I shrugged and nodded. What was I going to say?

Jane turned to Mike, "May I?"

Mike looked at me and I nodded again. He turned back to Jane, "Sure, Jane, if you want to."

Jane got up off her chaise and walked to Mike's, "Oh, I want to."

My wife sat next to Mike on his chaise and just stared at his cock. It was still twitching, growing firmer and longer as we watched.

Jane slowly reached forward. There was a small tremble in her hand. Slowly, she reached out and touched Mike's cock, wrapping her hand around it. Her fingers didn't even come close to making it all the way around.

None of us said a word. All three of us were intently watching my wife's hand as it slowly pulled back Mike's foreskin off the head of his cock, and then let go, so the skin slid back to cover the head, again. Over and over, Jane slid her hand up and down Mike's shaft. Jane's other hand made its way down to Mike's balls, where it cupped and lifted them, as if weighing them.

I didn't have a ruler, but my guess was that Mike was now a hard ten inches of cock. I couldn't even guess its girth.

All this time, Jane was slowly lowering her head, inch by inch, until she was only inches away from Mike's erection. I was watching hi cock as intently as my wife. Mike's foreskin was so thick and long, that even when his cock was erect (as it was now!), it was still long enough to entirely cover his head. So both Jane and I watched as a drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip; and as Jane let the skin go, we watched the skin cover the head, pushing the drop up, until it rested on top, like a shiny diamond on a ring.

To my surprise, Jane flicked her tongue out to lick the fluid away. Mike and I both moaned.

Now, Jane continued her hand rhythm, up and down, but she left her tongue on the head of Mike's cock, so that when his foreskin returned to cover the head, it also covered the tip of Jane's tongue. This only happened a few times before Mike very obviously began to cum.

Jane moved her mouth onto Mike's cock, and began swallowing his cum. A little of Mike's cum leaked out the side of her mouth, but she quickly caught it with her tongue. (Jane later told me that Mike's cum was more than she thought any man could shoot at one time.)

Jane's eyes looked glazed-over when she smiled up at Mike. I knew I needed a release for my raging, almost-painful, hard-on and suggested we move into the bedroom. Mike and I escorted Jane to our king-sized bed and she looked up at both of us. She looked beautiful.

Mike laid beside my wife on one side and I took the other. We began to explore her extraordinary body with our hands and fingers and tongues. Mike sucked a breast into his mouth as I licked Jane's clit. He soon moved down to her pussy and I kissed her mouth and filled my hand with her tit.

I couldn't wait any longer. I moved Mike out of the way and slid my erect cock into my wife, to the hilt. I had never felt her cunt so wet and hot as it was at that moment. She reached one hand between us and made a ring around my cock with her finger and thumb. Then I felt her other hand on the cheek of my ass, her fingers seeking, and finding my anus.

Knowing my climax would be almost immediate, she grinned up and me and asked, "Did you enjoy seeing another man's cock and cum fill my mouth to overflowing?"

That was it! I rammed into her as hard as I could and let go with a massive orgasm.

I had barely finished cumming when I felt Jane's hands moving my shoulders away from her. She wanted me off her. She was looking at Mike and they were now ready for each other. I slipped out of Jane and rolled on the bed, watching Mike position himself between my wife's wide-spread legs. His erection was huge.

Her eyes were filled with lust as she grabbed Mike's hips and said, "What are you waiting for? Fuck me! I want to feel that monster-cock in me, right now!"

Mike maintained control. "Let's take this slow, Jane. I don't want to hurt you.

As his cock-head touched her cuntlips, Jane moaned loudly.

I couldn't believe it! I was in the same bed, watching another man getting ready to fuck my wife!

Mike began to push slowly with his hips. Jane's pussy began to stretch itself around its unnatural girth. Slowly, slowly, Mike maintained the pressure, slowly but surely burying his cock deeper and deeper into my wife's cunt.

"You're so tight, Jane. Tell me if I hurt you."

Jane couldn't talk, she just shook her head.

Finally, Mike touched bottom. He held himself completely still. My wife had taken it all.

Jane was obviously savoring the feeling. She wrapped her arms around Mike's neck and said, "Oh, Mike, I've never felt this full in my life!" Then, even without Mike moving a muscle, Jane began a powerful orgasm (Which she later said was the strongest she had ever had.). Wave after wave of pleasure wracked her body. And, as she began to come down, Mike began his fucking motion, taking her up, up, and away, again and again.

Mike dropped his face to Jane's breasts and he began biting and pulling her nipple with his teeth, as he hammered into her, harder and harder with his hips.

"Oh, yes!" she screamed. If our neighbors lived any closer, I'm sure they would have called the police. "Fuck me hard, you bastard! I can feel all your foreskin! I can feel it sliding up and down your cock, sliding inside my cunt, the way it did in my hands! Don't let this end!"

But it did. Mike was lifting himself almost all the way out of Jane and then slamming back into her, slapping their hips together and banging his big balls against her ass. I would have felt sorry for Jane, for the beating she was taking, if she wasn't so obviously enjoying every bit of it, bouncing her hips up to meet his down slam.

I'm not sure if Jane ever really stopped cumming, but it was obvious when Mike began his. His face turned red and he was gasping for breath, grunting.

When he finally collapsed on top of Jane, she wrapped her arms around him and said, "I could feel your cum. I could feel it shooting out of your magnificent cock, filling my cunt."

I guess with the party, the booze, and the sex, we were all exhausted. Mike couldn't make it to the guest room, so all three of us fell asleep in our bed.

I woke up once in the night having to go to the bathroom, and found Jane and Mike fucking again on the bed beside me. When I awoke the next morning, I rolled over to see Jane sucking on Mike's cock. Mike was still asleep.

"Don't you think last night was enough, Jane?"

"I don't know, Honey. It hasn't been enough, so far. But I'll try to behave. I've just never felt like this before this alive, this randy, this hot. Just don't get mad at me,okay? I still love only you."

For the rest of that weekend, and all of our free time during the following week, Mike wore Jane like a second skin. She went everywhere he went. They were seldom dressed and never apart, and when they were together, my lovely wife had Mike's cock in her hands, her mouth, or her cunt.

She even went with him to the bathroom! I followed them once, and watched Jane get down on her knees and pull Mike's foreskin back so he could pee. As soon as he was done, Jane shook the last few drops from the end and then engulfed his meat in her mouth and sucked him 'till he came. As always, she swallowed every drop.

I don't know how many loads of cum Jane took that week. She sucked and fucked more loads out of Mike than I care to count, and since she was acting like some sex-slut, she couldn't very well say `no' to me when I wanted some of her twat or mouth.

On Thursday, Mike's last night in town, Jane handed me the Polaroid and packages of film and asked me to record the "love session." But, before they got started, Jane sucked on Mike's cock until it reached maximum size, and then she shot a pack of film in almost clinical close-ups of it. I spent the rest of the night taking pictures of their sucking and fucking.

Friday afternoon, I drove Mike back out to the airport. He was in the backseat with Jane, who was giving him his "farewell blow-job." I knew how much my wife meant it when she kissed Mike at the gate and said, "I'm going to miss you, Mike."

Jane still masturbates looking at her photos of Mike, and the two of us talk about his visit in bed, before and during lovemaking. If any change, our sex life has gotten hotter and raunchier since Jane's week as Mike's cock-slave. It's definitely been more frequent. Jane has been less inhibited than ever before. In fact, just last night, she asked me if I ever noticed any other well-hung, uncircumcised studs at the gym. Somehow, I don't think Jane is going to wait for Mike's next visit.

One Fine Day

It had been a beautiful day from the outset and I swung by the apartment of some friends, wanting to say hello since I was in the area. When I got there, Kay answered the door, dressed in a small bikini and a big grin. She greeted me by throwing her arms around me and giving me a hearty kiss.

Now Kay is attractive, but not what some would consider attractive. Facially, she's pretty plain, but her smile and sparkling blue eyes tell a lot about the warmth and passion of this young lady. Her figure is nice, with large breasts that wobble invitingly, a reasonable waist with just enough padding to make her fun, and a very nice ass and legs. Kay is an ash blonde, or "dirty blonde" if you prefer, and her hair falls over her shoulders, giving her a bouncy look.

Kay shouted into the apartment to get Ken's attention, dragging me in behind her. Ken came out of the bedroom, tying his swim trunks on and gave me his standard "hello ugly" greeting. I grinned, giving him the finger. Ken, I should note, is about six four and 210 pounds of tightly packed muscles. I wouldn't want to try him, although four years in Uncle Sam's Misguided Children taught me quite a lot about hand to hand I'm not that confident. In any case, we're good friends, and needle each other for fun.

Kay announced that they were just heading for the pool and I was welcome to join them using one of Ken's suits. I held up the boxer like trunks and looked down. My knees were missing. Needless to say, I declined gracefully. I accompanied them down to the pool and sat on the deck while they dove in and swam about. Ken splashed at me, trying to get my goat, while Kay teased me about passing up the chance to play "blind man's bluff" in the pool with her. I must say that watching Kay haul her body out of the water, her big breasts wobbling wetly, is enough to tempt many men.

Kay dove into the deep end while Ken and I were chatting near the other end of the pool. Ken rested his head on his arms, relaxed. I was in the middle of a sentence when he grinned broadly. I thought he'd just had another of his naughty little ideas when I spotted the shadow from behind. From behind, and too late.

The next thing I know, water if bubbling and swirling all around me, and the world seems upside down. I clawed my way to the surface, ready to commit murder on the guilty party. Air! I sputtered and shook my head, then removed my glasses since they were now more of a hindrance. Squinting, I looked up on the deck. Laughter rang in my ears. From Ken, and Kay of course. But there was a distinct note too, one like small bells ringing. Debra! Sure enough, she was standing on the deck, laughing the hardest.

Debra is an attractive brunette that Kay and Ken introduced me to a few years ago. We enjoyed each other's company, remaining friends, not lovers. Debra's long hair shook as she laughed, and her hazel eyes sparkled with an impish glee. Debra is slender, especially next to Kay. Some men might call Kay voluptuous, and Debra skinny. I prefer to call Debra lithe, graceful, sensual. She moves like a cat sometimes and that makes her very desirable. Debra has pert breasts and long tapered legs that actually reach the ground! I've lost count of the times I'd fanta-sized about those legs wrapped around my ears.

I climbed out of the pool, drenched to the skin. Debra remained a discreet distance away, snickering about how well it all worked. Ken too was laughing, saying it was really hard for him not to start laughing as he saw Debra sneaking up. I began to laugh too, as the last time Debra and I had been together, we were by this same pool when Ken, in mock anger, had started towards me and I backed into Debra, shoving both of us into the pool. The difference then was that we'd both been wearing suits, not street clothes.

Back in K & K's apartment, I dropped my boots in the bathroom, then peeled off my clothes. Ken handed a towel through the door, and I handed him a mass of dripping fabric. Kay put them in the dryer, while I tried to figure out how to keep the towel secure around my waist. Just as I had finished drying and wrapping myself, Ken knocked on the door, saying he was going down to the store and did I need anything?

"Yeah." I said, tongue firmly in cheek, "A baseball bat to clobber someone with!"

"Gotcha!" Ken said. "Aluminum or wood?"

"I think you're in trouble Debra!" Kay's laughing voice came through the door.

Ken left and I came out, wearing only a towel and carrying my wallet. I made sure things in the wallet were spread out to dry, then accepted a beer that Kay offered. I figured sitting down with my towel would be the safest move until my clothes dried.

How many of you guys have worn a skirt?

That's what a towel is like. As I started to sit, the towel decided it would sit first. I grabbed and adjusted it, all to the gaze of Kay and Debra who were both trying not to laugh too hard. Finally settled on the couch with Debra, I began to relax. The topic was still how funny I had looked doing an "end-over" into the pool. Kay was toweling her long hair dry, and still in her not-too-modest bikini.

"I really should apologize." Debra began, putting her hand on mine. "But you were too tempting of a target." The motions she made with her hands said that my butt had been at the right height for either a grope or a push.

"Shit." I said. "I'd rather have had the grope." That got laughs from both of them.

"Oh, I don't know." Debra said. "Would you be sitting here naked if I had groped you?"

I chuckled nervously. Debra just reminded me of something I was trying to avoid. Namely that I was damn near naked, alone with two women that I'd love to fuck, and one of them kept wiggling her tits at me. "No, I don't think so." I said, then added "at least not SITTING."

Debra gave me a playful slap on the shoulder, then smoothed the area when she realized the loud slap might have hurt. It didn't, but her hand conveyed many messages as it soothed my skin. So did those hazel eyes.

"Did you get you new suit?" Kay asked, folding her towel.

"Oh, yeah. Wait 'til you see it!" Debra said happily.

"Did you bring it with you?" Kay responded.

"I'm wearing it underneath." Debra looked at me then. "I wouldn't have minded if you'd pulled me in." Her grin told me I'd missed my chance for revenge. Perhaps.

"Let's go see it." Kay said, starting for the bedroom.

"Wait a minute!" I protested. "If I can sit here near naked, at least you could do is show me how your suit looks too."

Debra had stopped, half turned towards me. She looked at Kay, then smiled. It was a sexy, pleased, "This-ought-to-be-fun" smile. Kay came over and sat next to me, a little closer than she needed. I could feel the warmth of her and it excited me.

Debra flicked on the radio and after a moment of hunting found a good tune. She slowly peeled off her top, doing a sort of striptease. I sat back, intending to enjoy the show. First she removed her blouse, a button at a time. When it came off, the top of her bikini showed her off nicely, the pattern of the suit having neon accents to flatter her modest breasts. Tossing her hair around to keep me from getting a good look at her tits, she started unzipping her shorts, a millimeter at a time. As they opened, I saw more and more skin, but no sign of a suit. NOW I was beginning to get aroused!

The first hint of bright pink showed up about halfway down her mons. I figured a low-cut or fancy type suit. Debra spun about, facing away from us. She used her long hair, flipping it behind her again, and arching her head back to let it dangle over her ass. The shorts went lower, and I saw dayglo pink strings meet, then plunge down the crack of her ass. Debra wiggled her butt to the music, and as she uncovered more and more of her smooth, tan skin, my own body began to react to her. Debra bent over, her knees locked, deliberately showing off her legs, ass and the outline of her vulva to me as her shorts hit the floor.

When she stood up, wearing her thong bikini, I knew how hopelessly inadequate my fantasies had been about her. Debra had a naturally deep skin tone, but still showed some tan-lines where her more modest suit had once covered. No creamy white flesh showed, but what did show was a light brown skin, contrasting against her deeper tan. The effect was delicious!

Debra turned around fully, showing off her suit. Well, what little there was to it. I shook my head and made a very pleased sound. Kay said she liked it too. I glanced at her and saw that she was looking the same place I had been. Debra's crotch.

"I could never wear something like that." Kay said. "That bottom is way too low cut for me."

Debra looked down and ran her long fingers over her upper mons where the suit showed off her smooth skin. "Well, it took a little shaving to be able to wear it." Debra said softly. "A lot of shaving actually."

Kay smiled. "I'll bet. I'd be surprised if you have any hair left."

"Oh, I do!" Debra laughed. "Only about this...much..."

Debra's voice trailed off when she showed her fingers about one inch apart, then noticed me looking intently at her. She blushed, then giggled. Fortunately I was still holding my beer bottle in my lap, just enough to cover the semi-hard erection I had been fighting.

Kay looked at me. "You're drooling, and pick your tongue up off the floor!" She laughed, but Debra only smiled.

"Okay." Debra said. "Just what are you thinking?"

"Oh! I like the suit." I said. "A lot!"

"Uh-huh!" Debra shot back. "What else?"

"Really want to know?" I asked her.

Debra stepped closer, right by my feet and grabbed the end of the towel. "Spill it buster!" she said with a playful threat.

"I was just thinking about you shaving yourself." I said. "And how much fun it would be to finish the job for you." I added quickly.

Debra stared at me, still holding the edge of the towel, slightly bent over and giving me a nice view of her cleavage. "You're serious, aren't you?" she asked. She seemed a bit surprised by my statement. Perhaps, I worried, I'd been too direct. But I nodded and smiled at the same time.

"Call his bluff." Kay said with a grin. "I bet he chickens."

"Wrong." I said calmly without taking my eyes from Debra's eyes.

That's when I was surprised. Debra dropped the towel and straddled my legs, sitting on my lap, putting her arms around my neck.

"Would you?" She said very softly.

"Tenderly." I said.

Debra's body seemed to melt all over me, and she leaned forward to kiss me. We'd kissed in the past, but this was much more intense, since it held the unspoken promise of pleasures yet to be realized. My hands found her thighs and slid up lightly to her waist. She seemed to writhe subtly and there was no longer any need to control my arousal.

"Hmmm. You guys are gonna need a chaperone." Kay muttered.

I was about to decline her services, but Debra spoke first. "Sure." She said. "Join us."

Ken who?

We went into Kay's bathroom, where she had her razor. After a few minutes of preparation, Debra sat nervously on the edge of the bed. The towel was a bother, but I left it in place. Not for any great reason other than I'm sometimes modest. Concentrating on what I'd need calmed the hard member and now I knelt by the bed.

A towel was underneath Debra's hips, folded several times. She had her feet on the edge of the bed, leaning back and looking down at me. She tugged on the bikini tie, sloooowly, while watching my reaction. I tried to look bored, but my eyes were glued to the string unravelling. When I did, Debra lifted her hips and I slid down her bottoms, revealing her beautiful pussy.

There was only a small patch of hair left, just above her clit. The rest of her pussy had been shaved clean, except for a small bit near her anus. I looked up and smiled at her.

"You're beautiful." I said softly. Debra smiled, adjusting her legs to be comfortable. Kay looked on while I placed a warm washcloth over Debra's mons. The pan of water I had was just a bit too warm, so I picked up the scissors, a small pair, and put bandage tape over the sharp tips.

"I don't want to nick you, even by accident." I said quietly.

Debra nodded. "You'd better not!" Her smile told me that she was both nervous and serious.

To calm her I slid my hand lightly from her knee to mid thigh, pressing her leg outward. She resisted not at all, baring her pussy to me as though it was natural. With a few snips, I trimmed what little hair was left down to short stubs. The washcloth was reapplied while I prepared the soap. I used Ken's shaving mug and brush (thank you big guy, I'm glad you're old-fashioned!). Once I had some lather, I brushed it on using my fingers. Debra tensed, since I slathered the warm, creamy stuff over her mound liberally. My fingers slid over her skin, caressing and touching her with several intents.

Kay's razor is a safety type, and I rinsed it in the water, getting it warm. Using wet fingers, I removed some of the excess lather from Debra's twat, especially some that had covered her clit.

"This might excite you a little." I said. My finger found her clit, and wet with warm water, I wiped off the slippery soap, tracing the outline to the top of her slit. Debra's hips move upwards slightly, and her lips parted. I could see her chest rising faster now too.

The first stroke took only a slight bit of hair. I was teasing too, trying to draw out this experience for all of us. I removed the rest of her hair, working gently over her mons. With wet fingers and the little bit of remaining soap, I made her mons slippery in search of missed stubble. I had to touch-up several areas, mostly around the large tendon that joins her thighs to her crotch. As I did, I could see droplets of water trickle down alongside her cuntlips, and as I was finishing the last little area, a thick trickle of white cream seeped from between her now engorged labia.

The warm washcloth again, this time I rubbed her now bare mons. Even here Debra had a light tan skin tone. Beautiful! Now clean and bare, I removed the washcloth and ran my finger up her slit, coating her clit with her slick juices.

"Now, roll over and I'll finish you." I said.

Debra hesitated only briefly, then rolled over. I got her on hands and knees, with her head down. A soft sigh escaped her lips and I could hear her pussy lips part with a sticky smack. I think she thought I was going to get her off then, but instead I began to lather around her asshole. Debra tensed and I held her thigh lightly.

"Just a little bit of shaving left." I said. "Then."

Adding the last word made her relax. As my fingers lathered her little hole, I could feel her hips moving in a slow motion. Debra's ass is tight and firm, and I needed a hand. I asked Kay to help, and she held Debra's cheeks open without a moment's hesitation. Debra gasped when she felt Kay's hands on her butt, spreading her wide open.

I used the razor, working up her ass, outward from her hole. The small area between her ass and cunt was sensitive. Debra tensed each time I touched her there. Soon her backside was as bare as her front, and I cleaned her with the washcloth. I could smell Debra's musk clearly, and even Kay's when she moved right.

"Almost done." I said softly, caressing Debra's beautiful ass.

I poured some lotion into my hands and then slid the up the backs of her thighs, just below her buttocks. The slippery cream let my hands glide over her taut cheeks easily. As my hands slithered, I leaned forward and extended my tongue. Kay was kneeling, looking down at Debra's ass. I looked up at her and smiled, then gently rimmed Debra's ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" Debra sighed, trying to raise her butt higher.

With slippery hands I ran them around to the front of her thighs, and pulled her back as my tongue slipped down, closer to her entrance. Debra trembled slightly and I teased the sensitive area between her openings, flicking my tongue rapidly. My reward was her soft moan.

I shifted my weight and the towel fell away. Just as well, since I really didn't want to wear it any longer. My tongue found her opening, and the juices that were seeping from her. I shoved my tongue into her, flicking around sensually. I could feel her tension, her waiting. I licked from her opening towards her clit, moving slowly, teasing her as she'd done to me with her striptease. I stopped just before reaching her clit.

I shifted again, this time turning around to lay under Debra's pussy, and tongue her newly shaved mons. I used my hands to massage her slippery ass cheeks, and from the corner of my eye saw Kay's hand under her swim suit, moving rapidly. Debra's hips were rocking now, trying to force my tongue to touch her clit. I pushed her back up.

"Still. Don't move." I said softly. Debra held still.

My tongue started below her clit, running up her slit until I found her hard bud. Using just the tip, I flicked over her clit as fast as I could, holding her hips still. Seconds after I started, I could feel her trying to force her hips down against my arms. The movements became more and more forceful, and Debra began to rock her whole body.

I rocked my head back, sucking on her whole cunt, sucking her clit and cuntlips into my mouth. At the same time, I let go of her hips and Debra pressed her pussy firmly against my face. I could feel her spasms, her cunt pulsing against my mouth. Her slick, creamy cum coated my lips and chin. Debra began chanting "Oh" over and over until she let out a long moan, the pitch changing and trailing off as her orgasm washed over her. I slowly let go of her pussy, letting her labia slide from my lips. Debra's body shook for a moment, then she sighed, deeply.

Debra rolled over, laying half across the pillows. She'd lost the top of her bikini and I could see her dark brown nipples were rigidly hard. I knelt on the floor again, looking up her long, tan legs at her shaved cunt, slick with my saliva and her cream. Her small tits were just right for her lithe form, and she had such a pleased smile on her face.

Kay was nowhere to be seen. I figured she'd left either to take care of herself, or to give us privacy, even though the bedroom door was open. I stood up, and Debra looked me over. Her eyes went to my still hard cock and she smiled.

"I want you." She said in a sexy voice. "Let me eat you."

Debra had me lay on the bed while she knelt on the floor, sucking my cock. I'm not the biggest in the world, but I was big enough that Debra had to work me into her mouth. Debra seemed to be drooling down my cock, working up and down slowly. Her tongue was magnificent, pressing firmly against the sensitive underside and flicking the head's ridge backwards. Without warning, Debra began descending on my cock, and kept going until she had all but the last bit of my seven inches in her mouth. She looked up at me then, those hazel eyes staring brightly at me from her dark looks. Fire burned in her eyes, a lusty, half-glazed look. She came up, then immediately took me down again, bobbing her head quickly. When she began tickling my balls with her nails, I knew I would shoot very quickly.

"No." I breathed with great effort. As much as I wanted to cum in her mouth for her, I wanted to be the first to bathe her smooth, hairless little cunt with sperm. "I want to cum inside you. All over your smooth pussy." The words came out lustily, and with effort.

Debra let go of my cock and practically jumped on top of me. She grabbed my shaft and pressed it to her slit, then sat down quickly. Both of us moaned. Debra was tight, but she was also sopping wet. It was just heavenly!

After a few lusty moments of Debra litterally jamming my cock up her cunt, I grabbed her and rolled her over onto her back. I pulled her hair to one side, to keep it from catching, and she surprised me again.

"Yes!" She hissed lustily. "Pull my hair. Pull on it."

I grabbed a handfull and pulled her up to kiss me. Our mouths met in incandesent passion, our tongues swirling madly as our loins pressed tightly. I flexed my cock inside her and felt Debra jump. She started to squeeze back, wrapping her legs around me tightly.

"Fuck me. Please. Fuck me now!" Debra breathed in my ear.

We both began slamming against each other. My lips found one of her hard nipples and sucked hard. She pulled my face to her tits telling me to bite them. I did, sucking, biting harder until she cried out, thrusting her hips wantonly against me.

"You're gonna cum. Oh God! I can feel it! Cum in me baby, cum in me!" Debra said breathlessly. She was right too. I was about to cum, and it felt like it would be a gusher.

"Cum with me." I replied passionately. "Milk me with your cunt. Milk my sperm into your cumming cunt."

"Yes! Oh yes!" Debra was arching up against me, my cock driving deep, bumping her cervix several times.

It was time. My cock swelled, becoming rigid as steel. I crammed it into her hot cunt, shoving hard, driving deep. My hands pulled her down on me by the shoulders, just as my hips drove upwards. Her upper lip curled, her climax a moment away.

"Fill me with cum!" Debra cried out as my cock banged her cervix.

I rammed home and she yelped. My cock began spewing thick streams of fiery hot sperm deep into her. My body was locked in arching orgasm, holding my sperm-spurting cock deep inside her sopped cunt. The massive throbbing of my cock shooting brought Debra off too, and her hips rocked wildly for a second, then arched up, pressing me against the end of her tunnel.

We both opened our eyes a moment later, and looked at each other. In her eyes was all I needed to make this complete. It felt like I was looking deep into her soul, and she into mine. Debra smiled, and gently closed her eyes, pulling me closer to her.

Our blissful state lasted about five minutes. Kay's moans from the other room brought us back to reality. Ken had obviously returned and was fucking her in the living room. Debra smiled at me knowingly, and I began to get hard again, still inside her pussy. Debra rocked her hips slowly, testing the firmness of my new erection. I could feel our juices seeping down past my cock, and thus aroused again, I began teasing one of her dark nipples with my tongue.

Kay's moans increased in volume, and we could hear Ken's deep voice without hearing what he said. A sudden sharp moan, then silence. Debra's cunt spasmed around my cock, and I flexed inside her. Her legs and arms wrapped around me and we kissed passionately. We were rocking gently, just stirring our fires when we felt, rather than heard, Kay enter the room.

Kay's hair was a tangled mess, and sweat glistened between her large, dangling tits. Her bush was thick and the hairs below her cunt were wet and splotched with Ken's sperm. Debra and I looked at her as she stood there unsure if she should proceed.

"Did you have fun too?" Debra asked with a laugh. "I sure looks it."

Kay looked down at her tits, sweaty and shiny. "Ken wants me to shave my pussy too." She said excitedly. "And I want you to do it for me."

My cock jumped in Debra's cunt, and she looked at me, squeezing me back. She unfolded her long legs, and we parted. As my cock slid out of her and I moved, the head trailed across her now bare mons and she shivered.

"Oooh, that's nice." She cooed. I reached down and cupped her naked cunt, letting our juices soak my hand.

"Here's some lotion for your skin." I said lusitly, spreading our wetness over her naked crotch. Debra hissed and pushed her cunt back into my hand as I coated her with cum and cunt juice. When I finished, her mons was glistening and slippery. I leaned down and bit her left nipple gently, and she looked at me with fire in those cool hazel eyes again.

I looked at Kay, who was toying with her own soaked pussy. "Tell Ken to get his butt in here. He's gotta watch so he learns how to take care of your pussy."

Moments later Ken was in the room and openly admiring Debra's naked pussy. Ken's cock began to rise when Kay crawled up on the bed and asked him what he thought of Debra's bare slit.

"I love it." Ken said very quietly. Debra smiled and so did Kay.

Kay took her position, just as Debra had done. This time, Ken stood behind me and I lectured him about shaving a pussy. Kay had a thick mat of hair over her cunt, and the first thing was trimming it off wit h scissors. I trimmed all the way back around her asshole too, leaving short, bristle like hairs. Ken's cock was at full mast, all nine and a half inches of it. Debra kept looking at Ken's cock then down at mine. I tried to ignore it because it was distracting me.

The washcloth, then the lather. I explained to Ken how to use his finger to wipe off her clit, labia and other sensitive areas, and to use his finger to protect them. Kay's legs were flung wide, high in the air, with Debra holding her right leg. Using my fingers I kept her skin taut, and shaved either side of her engorged cuntlips. I pulled on them, and Kay's breathing was heavy.

"If you keep creaming all over like that," I said, "I'm going to have to wash you all over again."

"Ohhh, I ...can't help it." Kay said in a husky voice. "I'm so...so close!"

Instead of finishing her off, I sat back and let her calm down. Debra smiled and said that next time she would like Kay to hold her legs. Kay just smiled back, and I had Ken move over and hold the other leg.

This time I moved a little faster, and once over her mons, began to remove her hair with smaller strokes. Kay's chest and face were pink with an excited flush. Her pussy revealed itself to have a nice curvy shape, with her clit peeking out between her folds. I rinsed the razor and used the washcloth, removing the soap. Kay was pushing her cunt against my hand, and her nipples were almost half and inch long.

"Roll over." I said.

Kay did, easily and quickly, thrusting her ass into the air. She put her head down, her tits pressed against the bed. Ken and Debra pulled her cheeks apart, and I shaved around her asshole and the area between her ass and cunt. I could see thick cream oozing from her slit, trickling down towards her clit. When I had finished, I poured some of the lotion into Ken's hands and told him to caress her ass. Debra smiled when my hand cupped Kay's twat. She knew what I was going to do.

"Cum in my hand." I told Kay. "Make my hand wet."

I rubbed her clit and Kay did cum, rocking her pussy against my hand and soaking it with her juices mixed with the remainder of Ken's sperm. As she rocked, I spread the slippery stuff all over her newlys shaved twat, all the way up to her asshole. Ken was massaging her ass, spreading the creamy lotion all around. Kay's crotch and ass glistened, and it was impossible to tell where the lotion began or their juices stopped. Kay kept shoving her cunt back onto my hand and I worked my thumb inside her.

"Ohhh, I'm cummmmminnnngg!" Kay announced with a wavering moan. She clutched at Debra's knee, Kay's body tensing and shuddering. I looked at Ken and he was smiling at her display of orgasmic pleasure.

"Fuck her now." I told Ken. He didn't need to be told twice. Ken and I move, and he filled Kay's sopping cunt with his thick cock, sliding deep into her with a single thrust. Kay kept cumming, rocking her ass up and down on Ken's motionless body.

I moved next to Debra, and I was spellbound as she took my soaked hand and raised it to her mouth. Her tongue extended, she licked my palm, tasting Kay's cream and any of Ken's sperm still mixed with it. I watched her lick the slippery juices off, then she pressed my hand to her right breast. I cupped her tit and pinched her nipple hard.

"Fuck me too." Debra said softly.

We moved and I let Debra sit on me. I had my legs on either side of Kay, her face inches from my cock. Debra sat down, spreading her cunt on my stiff prick. Kay watched my cock enter her friend up close, and I felt her hand rubbing Debra's bare cunt.

"Ohh, you're so beautiful!" Kay moaned. "Fuck her. Fuck her hard."

Ken was still pumping Kay's cunt and watching us over Kay's back. Debra began to rock her hips, rising up and down on my shaft. I felt Kay's fingers fondling my hanging balls, then a moment later her hot breath and tongue. Kay licked around my balls for a few moments then she put her hand between Debra's ass and me, holding her still. Kay's tongue traced up my cock, and then Debra let out a deep, gutteral groan.

Ken began thrusting harder into Kay's dripping snatch, forcing her face against Debra's bare slit. My hips rocked now, and Debra's pussy was getting even wetter than before. I ground my loins to her ass, and Debra sat down, pressing her full weight on me. Her cunt spasmed around my cock, and she leaned back, laying down on me. I cupped her tits, pulling her nipples and rolling them back and forth. Debra's stomach heaved as her ass clenched. Her cunt gripped me like a vise, and then her legs wrapped around Kay's head.

"Ohhhhhh Gawwwwwwwwwddddd!!" Debra practically screamed.

I could hear Kay moaning too, and feel her shaking her head. Ken's thrusts were getting harder, and he finally groaned, shoving Kay's face tight against Debra's cock-filled cunt. Ken groaned and Kay moaned in pleasure.

Debra was still climaxing, and her words came out between sharp breaths. "Fill...me...up. Fill...me..with...cum. Fill...my...cunt...with ...with cummm."

Her spasming, shuddering body was milking my cock, and I was close too. But most of my cock was outside her, only the head and a little more still gripped in her. Kay lapped up and down my cock, then sucked at the base, tickling my balls. I groaned deeply. So close. So very close!

My hips rocked, shoving my cock into Debra then withdrawing, coated with her slippery cunt juice. Kay kept licking and lapping, and I pumped again. Then again. Surge...I rammed my cock as deep as I could, spurting just as I was fully in her. Debra gasped, and as I rocked my hips for another thrust, Kay pulled me out of Debra's slippery twat.

Cum kept spurting, and I could feel the thick streams shooting out with great force. Debra's hips rose off of me, and I felt my cock head pressed against her slit, Kay's hand pumping my jism out.

Debra's body began shaking uncontrollably. Kay let go of me, and my cock hit my stomach with a wet splat. Debra's ass pressed it against me. Debra was shaking and writhing on top of me, and Kay was lapping my sperm from Debra's bare cuntlips. Debra twisted and arched against me, my hands again on her tits, pulling her nipples. She was having one orgasm after another, with Kay's tongue slurping her drenched cunt.

When we were finally exhausted, Debra slid off to my side, her ass still on my crotch. We kissed, and she was still full of passion, but more subdued. Again our intimacy was interrupted by Kay's moans. We both looked and Kay had pushed herself up on her hands. Ken was pumping again, holding her hips. Kay's face glistened with Debra's cum, mixed with mine. Her tits hung down, almost touching the rumpled covers, swaying with Ken's thrusts.

Ken pumped for a few minutes, then withdrew, joining us on the bed and jerking his cock towards Kay's open mouth.

"Soak her tits." I muttered, thinking of her big, floppy tits. Kay sat up, cupping her breasts. Ken jerked furiously, and Debra sat up, leaning over and licking one of Kay's nipples.

"Cum all over the place." Debra said. "Cum on her big tits. Soak 'em down."

Ken erupted with a long deep moan. Sperm splashed high on Kay's chest and then another spurt landed on top of her right tit, spraying Debra's face too. Ken spurted a few more times, making a thick pool of jism form between Kay's clenched tits. I watched Debra lap up the thick pool of cum and then grab Kay's head and kiss her deeply.

When Debra sat down again, her small tits showed little globs of Ken's sperm from being pressed against Kay's tits. Both women licked their lips and then toyed with their newly shaven cunts.

I was drained, yet, I was also still in an erotic mood. The four of us relaxed and I phoned an order for a pizza. We were still in bed when the buzzer rang. I put on my pants, now dry, and let the pizza boy come up. When he knocked on the door, I paid him, taking the warm pizza box. Kay walked by, taking the pizza into the kitchen. She did so proudly wearing only a smile. The young pizza boy's eyes almost popped out, and his jaw dropped when Debra walked by, likewise naked. I thanked him and closed the door, wishing I'd had a camera. His face was priceless!

Ken joined the girls in the kitchen, and Debra brought me several slices. She sat on my lap while we ate, not letting me get out of my jeans so I was half dressed, accenting everyone's nudity.

We finished our pizza, and watched some adult videos Ken and Kay had .Debra asked Kay how Ken's big cock felt and Kay told her to find out for herself. Debra looked at me and I winked. I had nothing to loose really. We swapped partners, and Ken fucked Debra's tight cunt while she sat on his lap. Kay and I watched before joining the fun. This time Kay ate Debra and licked Ken's cock and balls while I fucked her from behind. We were moving slower now, a bit tired, tummies full, and only a little less lusty.

I pulled out of Kay's dripping wet cunt and fed Debra my slick cock. She sucked it greedily for a short time, having to stop in order to breathe. Kay was lapping Debra's clit and Debra's eyes were half-lidded as she neared orgasm. I stroked myself and pressed the head against Debra's soft little tit.

"Mmm, cum all over me." Debra said. "Shoot it all over me."

Kay sat up and grabbed my cock, jerking me against Debra's tit. "I know what she wants." Kay said. "She wants your hot cum all over her."

Kay jerked and Ken thrust, and soon Debra was moaning too. Ken slammed into her faster and faster, making Debra's jaw go slack. I was standing, looking down on the scene, and got an idea.

"Push your tits against her cunt." I told Kay, which she did. "Pull out and cum all over Debra's naked cunt. I want to see Kay rub her tits in Debra's sperm soaked cunt."

"I'm gonna soak both of 'em in jism!" Ken said harshly. "Cum all over these hot bitches!"

Ken groaned, spurting into Debra's slippery cunt, then pulling out to spurt all over Kay's tits. With his cock spurting white cum into Kay's cleavage and onto her jiggling tits, Debra rocked her cunt forward, spreading the jism around with a wet, squishing noise. I started to cum too, announcing it.

"Here it comes!" I said, Kay's hand pressing my cock against Debra's cheek. Debra turned and opened her mouth. The first spurt soaked her lips, dripping down off her chin and onto Kay's tits. Debra's mouth closed around me and I felt her tongue coaxing my sperm into her mouth. It felt like she was sucking it straight from my balls. She finally let go, then smiled, letting a little dribble out between her lips. Kay pulled her down and kissed her.

As day turned into night, we showered and sat around naked. Debra and I cuddled a lot, and my hands kept straying to her shaved pussy, often finding her own hand there. Our touching was more sensual now, softer, gentler. Our friends left us alone, sensing our needs. We kissed for a long time, and then we used the floor, making love in slow, tender, erotic style.

"It's been a long day." Debra said. "What did you like the best?"

Debra asked her question while laying on top of me, my softening cock still deep inside her. I ran my hand from her ass up her back, then hugged her. "Being alone with you was the best." I said.

Debra kissed me with deep passion, pressing her body tightly to mine. I could feel her pussy squeeze me inside her. "Hmmm, do you make house calls? My pussy is going to need LOTS of attention now."

I smiled and hugged her, kissing her briefly.

"House calls are my specialty." I said. "And thank you for pushing me into the pool."

She giggled, then put her head on my chest before we fell asleep.

First Threesome

We were in her Van, parked at the top of the cliffs at Black's Beach the first time I brought the subject up. I had always wanted to watch my wife fuck another guy while I was watching, but she didn't want any part of of it.

Mayby my girlfriend would be more receptive to the idea. Our affair was over a year old at the time and calming down some from the frenetic start we enjoyed. I asked if she had ever thought about making love to two guys at once and of course she had but had never had an opportunity to try. I told her that I could make it happen if she was interested. From the way her kisses increased in intensity I felt I had my answer. The first questions were who, and how do I know he doesn't have any diseases, good questions in this day and age. I told her I had a good friend at work that I'd known for many years, married and not active outside of his marraige but had been talking about how bored he was getting. Having made a couple of cruises with him and seeing him in the shower the added bonus was he happened to be hung like a horse. (Almost). She asked if I had said anything to him and I said that I hadn't but if she was interested I would drop a hint and see what his reaction would be.

With her approval I did. His reaction was fairly predictable, at first he thought I was kidding but got very interested when I assurred him it wasn't a joke.

About two weeks later, when our time had just about expired at our favorite pay by the hour motel I asked if she wanted me to give Jerry a call, I knew his wife was working and if he was home he would be alone all after-noon. She said weeeeeeelll I don't know but what the hell, so I got dressed and called Jerry up from the pay phone outside. He was home, I asked him if he felt like some company, I still think he didn't believe I was serious but he said sure, c'mon over. The ride from Pt. Loma to North County was very quiet, a lot of silent looks back and forth. She was very nervous and so was I. She held my hand very tightly as we walked up to Jerry's door and rang the bell. He met us with a cold beer and after nervous introductions we went upstairs to his computer room. I could tell he was impressed, she's a very pretty lady and has a trim figure to match. The beer and Jerry's quick wit soon had us relaxed. He put an X-Rated movie in the VCR and we commented how we had been watching movies all morning.

He had picked this one very carefully, the TV screen was filled with 2 guys and 1 girl. We watched quietly for a while, my dick was trying to rip its way out of my Levies and the air was so thick with sexual tension you could cut it with a knife. We were sitting on the floor in front of the TV and Jerry asked if anyone wanted another beer. I said yes and bring back the Cuervo too. While he was gone I leaned over and pulled her to me and we started kissing like there was not going to be a tomorrow. By the time Jerry got back we were stretched out on the floor and I was fumbleing with her belt. The same belt I had unhooked a hundred times was all of a sudden giving me problems. I said please give me a hand here man, I can't get this undone, Jerry laid down beside us and we very slowly unsnapped her jeans. I moved down to her feet and took off her sneakers and socks, Jerry had her jeans unfastened and she picked her hips off the floor so he could slide them down her legs and off. I moved back up and pulled her sweater up and over her head, now she was only wearing white bikini panties, Her pink nipples were hard and we quickly each started sucking on them while taking off our own clothes.

When I finished undressing I moved down and started kissing and sucking on her cunt through her panties. When I looked up she had Jerry's dick in her hand and was opening her mouth to take it in. He was impressive even when only partially hard. I left her panties on and continued to eat her until the crotch was totaly soaked, I moved over and watched her suck Jerry's dick, I knew he was enjoying it cause she loves to have a man in her mouth, I asked if I could have a shot of that and he pulled back to let me take his place. By this time I knew she was ready to take him in her pussy and like she was reading my mind she pulled her panties off and opened her legs wide.

Jerry moved between her legs and I asked him to kneel cause I wanted to watch his dick slide into her, He rubbed the head up and down her crack several times and then almost like he was teasing he put the head in, I watched her lips spread as he pushed in and then close back around the shaft as he got deeper inside her. He started pumping slowly, each time he went in farther until finally he was buried. I watched her face as he started to slam into her and knew she was loving it. I moved up and touched her mouth with my dick and she took me in like a madwoman. Jerry started pumping harder and I knew he was going to come and that was enough to bring me over the edge, as he filled her pussy with come I filled her mouth. We kind of laid there in a heap for a while, we were all grinning like bird fed cats. I had always thought that a threesome would be fun and I was right. I leaned over and sucked one of her nipples into my mouth and got it all wet, we had just finished passing the Cuervo around and I shook some salt onto her nipple, licked it off and took another shooter, by the time came to get dressed and leave we had salted just about every part of our bodies you could imagine. It turned out to be the best day I have ever had with my lady, we got together pretty regular after that, untill Jerry transfered back East, I'm still seeing her on occassion but we never have enjoyed another 3-some.

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