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  I reminded myself it was sex, nothing more or less. It was one of my wife’s fantasies. I was helping her make it happen. It was something we were doing together, as a couple.

  I looked over the blonde mound of Lori’s pussy as I nibbled her hard little clit. I couldn’t see her face because Mike’s ass was blocking my view. Her hands were on his ass, her fingers squeezing tight as she brought him into her mouth. I could hear his balls slapping against her chin. The bed shook with the rhythm of his cock slipping in and out of her mouth.

  Lori’s hips bucked against me and she started rotating them, rubbing her pussy against my face. I slid two fingers deep inside her pussy and fucked her with them as I flicked my tongue back and forth over her clit.

  She arched her back as she came again, her legs trembling as she held herself suspended above the bed. After it was over, she dropped her ass back down on the bed, pushing Mike away from her as she did.

  “Give me a minute,” she gasped.

  A minute was all she ever needed. She could come multiple times, and with a minute in between, she was always ready to go again.

  “You guys want another beer?” she asked, rolling off the bed and heading for the kitchen before we had a chance to respond.

  When she came back with the beers, the three of us stretched out on the bed, with Lori between Mike and me.

  “Are we having fun yet?” she said, following the question with a sip of beer.

  “Hell yes,” Mike said.

  “I bet you are,” Lori said, laughing. “You finally got me to suck your dick.”

  “You never sucked his cock when you were married?” I asked, surprised by the revelation.

  “Not once,” she said.

  “How come?”

  She shrugged. “Don’t know, really. I just never did.”

  “It wasn’t for lack of trying on my part,” Mike put in. “I begged her to suck my cock, and not just once in a while…”

  Lori grabbed hold his cock, which was still fully erect. “Poor baby,” she said, massaging his erection. “But I made up for it today, huh?”

  “Don’t forget me,” I said.

  I took her beer away from her and set it on the nightstand, then I put her newly freed hand and placed it on my cock.

  “Jealous?” she asked, smiling at me as she stroked my dick.

  “Maybe a little,” I answered.

  I tried to sound like I was joking, but there was, in fact, some truth to it.

  The entire exchange went right over Mike’s head. He was busy fingering Lori’s pussy. He moved a finger deep inside her, pulled it out, and dragged it along the folds of her pink slit, bringing it to rest on her clit, which he began to rub in a slow circular motion.

  “Yeah, that feels good…” Lori said in a whispering half moan.

  She gave my cock a good, hard squeeze. I stuck a finger in her pussy while Mike continued to massage her clit. It wasn’t long before she was worked up again, undulating her hips, pushing her pussy up and down on my finger…

  “Remember what we talked about earlier?” she panted.

  Mike was confused.

  “Yeah… I remember,” I said.

  “I wanna do it now,” she said, her words tumbling out in an excited rush.

  “What am I missing?” Mike asked.

  “She wants both our cocks at the same time,” I told him.

  “Both of us… the same time?”

  “I want both of you to fuck my pussy,” she said. She got up on her knees and patted the bed. “Lay down,” she said to Mike.

  He stretched out on the bed, resting his head against the headboard. Lori climbed on top of him, straddling him in a reverse cowgirl, then reached down and lifted his erection, pressing the tip of it against her wet opening. She sank all the way down on it, sighing with pleasure when she was fully impaled.

  She fell back and put her arms behind her, pressing her hands flat on the bed for support, then brought her pussy to the tip of Mike’s cock, rotating her hips to work her pussy around on him before dropping down again. The lips of her pussy stretched wide to accommodate his girth. Her slick pink folds clung to his glistening shaft, folding in and out as she rode up and down.

  “Oh yeah… that feels so good,” she said, half grunting the words.

  She suddenly threw herself forward, putting her hands on the mattress in front of her, pumping her ass up and down. Her tits swung down and scraped Mike’s thighs, swinging back and forth as she put every ounce of effort into riding him. For a long moment the only sounds in the room were the sounds of her ass and pussy banging away at Mike and her tits slapping back against her ribcage.

  I was kneeling on the end of the bed, pumping my cock in my fist, watching my wife ride her ex-husband’s cock. It worked for a while, but then I started to get that old familiar feeling-the left-out feeling-and then Lori raised her head and met my eyes. She knew right away what I needed.

  She sat up and leaned back, offering her pussy to me. “Now,” she said. “Put your cock inside me.

  She was breathing heavy from her workout. Her skin glistened with a thin sheen of sweat. Some of her hair was plastered to the side of her face.

  I moved between Mike’s legs and leaned over Lori, grasping my cock in my right hand and guiding it up to her pussy.

  “You sure?” I asked her, more for my benefit than hers.

  “I’m sure,” she said.

  Mike hooked his hands behind her knees and drew her legs back, opening her pussy as wide as he could. I angled my cock and slowly pushed into her, inching forward until I was all the way inside.

  It was a snug fit, with not much room to move around, but we did the best we could. Mike and I took turns moving thrusting into Lori. She squirmed around between us and worked the muscles of her pussy on our cocks.

  “How’s it feel, baby?” I asked.

  “Good… ” was all she managed to say.

  Mike and I alternated strokes. The friction caused by our cocks rubbing together in the confines of Lori’s cunt added to the overall pleasure. We established a sort of rhythm, grinding our cocks around inside her, and pretty soon she was moaning and groaning and breathing heavy.

  “I can’t do this much longer,” she gasped. “You need to hurry up and come.”

  “I’m almost there,” Mike said.

  I wasn’t far behind. The tight grip of Lori’s pussy coupled with the friction of Mike’s cock slipping and sliding against mine was quite the incentive.

  “Shit…” Mike grunted.

  I felt his cock jerk as he unloaded inside my wife. A couple of thrusts later I added my cum to the mix. The extra lubrication paved the way for both our cocks to push deep inside Lori.

  I collapsed on top of her, my weight pressing her down on Mike. I withdrew my cock, dribbling cum onto her pussy, and rolled over to one side of the bed.

  She lifted her pussy off Mike’s cock. There was a wet sucking sound as his cock slipped out of her cunt and fell back against his stomach. A flood of milky cum washed out of Lori, soaking her thighs and spilling onto the sheets.

  “Yuch… I need a shower,” she said.

  She hopped off the bed and ran out of the room. A moment later the shower was running in the bathroom.

  Mike and I sat naked together, our erections quickly fading away. The heat of the moment was gone, leaving us in an awkward position.

  “Think we’ll do this again?” Mike asked.

  I needed a cigarette. I found a pack in the drawer of the nightstand. I offered one to Mike, lit mine, then tossed him the lighter.

  “I don’t think so,” I said in answer to his question. “That was what you’d call a once-in-a-lifetime deal.”

  He nodded as if he understood completely.

  Booze, Toys, and No Boys

  Heather had started selling Dr. Love products to just a few select girlfriends a couple of months ago, but she hadn’t been making the sort of money she’d hoped for. A few of her girlfriends, as horny as they
were, wouldn’t pay her rent. She needed to do what the Dr. Love brochures suggested. She needed to host parties and invite all her friends, and she need her friends to invite their friends, and so on down the line. She needed clientele.

  She scheduled her first party on a Saturday night. She planned it a month in advance, sent out invitations, and promised free gifts to all who attended. It was going to be an all-girl event-booze, toys, and no boys.

  Casey and Liz, both married to men who wouldn’t know romance if it bit them on the balls, confirmed their attendance right away. Angie, who had plenty of boyfriends to experiment with, called to say she’d be there. Michelle was coming too, promising to bring a few of her girlfriends with her. Rachel, who’d recently been dumped by a cheating boyfriend, tentatively accepted the invitation.

  Heather wanted the party to be a success. She had a wide selection of naughty samples for the girls to look at, a case of pink champagne, and three huge party trays. She’d even rented a couple of porno movies for entertainment.

  The party started at seven, but quite a few girls showed up early.

  “Wow,” Angie said, immediately heading over to a table covered with an assortment of lotions and lingerie. “This is some pretty cool stuff.”

  “Try anything you want,” Heather said. “Those are samples.”

  Angie began opening bottles and smelling the contents. “This stuff smells good enough to eat,” she said. “Put it in the right places and it could be fun.”

  The women poured champagne and began to look at some of the product samples Heather had laid out.

  Angie picked up a long, thick double-ended dildo. “Holy shit,” she said, a big smile plastered across her face. “This thing could be dangerous.” She waved the big dildo around, and some of the other women started laughing.

  “There’s something about you that’s not right,” Margo said.

  Margo was a plump blonde who looked as if she’d be more at home at a PTA meeting than here at a Dr. Love party. She blushed and turned away from Angie’s antics, occupying herself instead with some of the lingerie items on display.

  “Anybody want chocolate?” Heather asked, producing a foot-long cock made of milk chocolate and wrapped in a giant pink condom.

  “I love chocolate,” Michelle said.

  Heather handed her the chocolate cock. “It’s all yours,” she said.

  “Who uses something like this?” Angie asked, still swinging the double dong around. “I mean, shit, I like ’em big, but this is crazy.”

  “I think they’re for lezzies,” Casey said.

  Casey was pretty and petite, blonde with blue eyes, and a little flighty.

  “See, I really don’t get that,” Angie said. “If you’re a carpet muncher, why the hell would you want to fuck each other with a fake dick? Does that make sense?”

  “Sure it does,” Margo said, pouring herself more champagne. “The dick isn’t the problem. It’s the men attached to them that lezzies avoid.”

  A loud burst of laughter filled the room.

  Rachel checked out the DVDs and put one in the player.

  “Wow, I haven’t seen one of those since college,” Liz said.

  On the TV, a busty blonde was doing a striptease for a naked man who was lying on a bed and stroking his cock as he watched.

  Michelle sat down in front of the TV to watch the movie. She unwrapped the chocolate cock and took a bite.

  “I sure hope you treat your men better than that,” Angie said. “You could’ve at least licked it first.”

  Rachel sifted through a selection of lingerie. She found a pair of black panties with red lips imprinted all over them. “Now these are cute,” she said, holding the panties up for inspection.

  “I think there’s a bra that matches them,” Heather said.

  Rachel found the bra, which was lacy and had holes cut out for the nipples. “I wanna buy this,” Rachel said. “It’s just too cute.”

  “Try it on,” Heather said.

  Rachel wasn’t the least bit shy. She stood up right there in front of everybody, took off her clothes, and put on the bra and panties. Her nipples were small and pale pink. They stuck out of the little openings in the front of the bra. A few wispy curls of red pubic hair peeked out around the edges of the panties.

  “Whattaya think?” she asked, doing a pirouette to show off the outfit.

  “Sexy,” Liz said.

  Casey tried several bottles of champagne and found them all empty. “Any more of this?” she asked, tipping an empty bottle upside down.

  “In the kitchen,” Heather said. “I’ll get some.”

  The action on the TV was heating up. Michelle was still engrossed. Angie joined her. The blonde from the beginning of the movie was now servicing two well-hung porn studs.

  “Now there’s a lucky girl,” Angie said.

  “You’re such a slut,” Casey said, then as an afterthought, “Have you ever done that, though? Fucked two guys at once?”

  “I have, and it was awesome,” Angie said.

  Liz came up behind Angie and leaned over her shoulder to look at the TV.

  “How do you get into a situation like that to begin with?” she asked.

  “Lots of booze,” Angie said. “I was dating this guy, and one night he brought a friend of his to my house. We all started drinking, one thing led to another, and voilà, they were both fucking me.”

  “I wish I had half the sense of adventure you do,” Casey said.

  Heather returned with more champagne and some pretzels.

  “Let’s play dress up,” she suggested, rifling through some lingerie.

  Casey joined her and selected a simple white bra and panty set made of sheer fabric, complete with ruffled garter belt and stockings.

  Angie decided on a black leather bustier and crotchless panties that matched.

  Liz, who chose a sheer blue baby doll, glanced over at Angie and saw that Angie’s pussy was completely shaved.

  “Do you keep it that way all the time?” she asked.

  “Yep,” Angie said. “It drives the guys wild. Don’t ask me why, but it does.”

  “It makes ’em think they’ve got a sweet young thing,” Michelle said, taking a red fishnet bodysuit from the lingerie display. “I used to shave, but it got to be a pain in the ass.”

  “It is a pain in the ass, but I like the reaction I get from the guys.”

  The blonde in the movie was doing a sixty-nine with another girl. Casey glanced at the TV and said, “Damn, everybody gets to fuck her.”

  Several silent moments passed as the women watched the two girls in the movie eat each other out. Rachel finally broke the silence.

  “That looks kinda fun,” she said. She poured more champagne. “Anybody here ever had sex with another woman?”

  “Not me,” Angie answered right away. “I like dick too much.”

  “You saying you’d never even think about trying it?” Margo asked.

  “I never say never,” Angie said. “I’ve just never had the opportunity.”

  “I did, back in college,” Liz said. “I had a roommate. We fooled around, you know, fingered each other, made out… nothing serious.”

  Rachel seemed impressed. “I’ve thought about it, but I’ve never tried it or anything. It’s just one of those fantasies I figured I’d never do.”

  “I’ll tell you what,” Casey said. “All this sexy talk is making my pussy wet. I haven’t gotten any in three months.”

  “Tell me about it,” Liz said. “I’m pretty good with my fingers, but playing with yourself only goes so far.”

  Heather opened a box of chocolate candies, took one, and passed the box to Michelle, who took a piece and then handed the box to Angie.

  Angie took a chocolate, said, “So let’s have an orgy,” and then popped the candy into her mouth.

  The women all looked at her as if she’d come from another planet. There was an awkward silence. She looked from one to another. “Oh, come on,” she said.
“Don’t tell me it hasn’t crossed your minds. It’ll be our little secret-a sort of girls’-night-out thing.”

  Looks were exchanged. There seemed to be no objections, but no one was eager to make the first move either. Angie finally shrugged, scooted over beside Rachel, who just happened to be closest to her, and kissed her on the mouth.

  Rachel didn’t hesitate to respond. She opened her mouth to allow Angie’s tongue to explore. Angie ran a hand over Rachel’s flat tummy and moved it up until she found one of Rachel’s small breasts. She cupped the breast and slid her thumb over Rachel’s exposed nipple.

  Casey and Michelle, both sitting on the floor, paired up and began to undress and fondle each other.

  Heather, Liz, and Margo were on the couch. They looked at one another. Heather said, “Guess we’ve got a threesome, huh?”

  Liz and Margo sandwiched Heather between them and took turns kissing her. Liz pulled her nightie over her head and offered her tits to Heather, who began to suck eagerly on the nipples.

  Margo got down on the floor and pushed Heather’s legs apart. She began kissing the insides of Heather’s thighs, working her way slowly to the damp crotch of Heather’s panties.

  Liz lay back on the couch, draping one leg over the back of the couch and letting the other dangle over the edge of the couch. Heather stroked Liz’s thighs and then worked finger under Liz’s panties. She teased the outer lips of Liz’s pussy and then slid her finger into Liz’s moist, hot opening.

  “Ummm,” Liz moaned. “That feels good.”

  Liz arched her back, giving herself to Heather’s probing finger. Heather pushed her finger as far in as possible, then she added another, opening Liz wide.

  Margo tugged Heather’s panties aside and started licking her pussy.

  Rachel reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She cupped her tits, each no more than a handful, and pushed them together, offering them to Angie, who went to work on them with her tongue.

  Angie reached over and grabbed the two-headed dildo. “This is ours,” she said to Rachel. “Let’s have some fun. Come on, lay down.”

  Rachel fell back on the floor, raising her butt so she could take off her panties. She opened her legs wide, slipping a finger into her pussy.