Cum Slut
written by:
Thesandman

Cum Slut

I had known Stacy and her parents Mike and Doreen ever since moving in next door to them some five years ago shortly after my divorce. Stacy was fourteen then and early on used to come over, doing a little lighthouse cleaning for me in order to earn some extra money. Because of that, we'd actually become friends even though I was twenty years her senior. In a way, I became more of an older brother figure more so than a father figure. And as time went on, Stacy felt more and more comfortable speaking to me about things that she wouldn't dare have tried discussing with her own parents.

I'd been invited to attend Stacy's graduation from High School a few months ago, and was pleased that they'd even consider sending me an invitation. It was still hard to believe the young woman I had so long ago met now, had indeed blossomed into a very beautiful, obviously very popular woman who seemed to have more boys hanging around her than I'd ever seen before.

Both Doreen and Mike didn't mind that however, glad to see their daughter wasn't ready to settle down with any one particular young guy. I had to grit my teeth on those few occasions when the subject of their daughter's dating was brought up however. She'd confided in me just a short time ago that she was indeed very sexually active, and having really discovered just how high her sex drive was, had already made the decision she wasn't about to settle down with just one man, not for a while anyway. So I had a pretty good idea as to why she was so popular, and it wasn't just because of her very attractive looks and gorgeous body, though that certainly went a long way towards all that.

Being close to Mike and Doreen as well, I'd been invited over to dinner on a few occasions, had even endured the occasional "blind date" fix up from Doreen, though neither introduction had led to anything beyond that. And though I dated periodically, at the moment there wasn't anyone in particular in my life right now, not that I wasn't looking. But my odd schedule at work kept me busy, and made it virtually impossible for me to carry on any sort of long-term relationship worth working at.

I had just gotten word that I was to put on an unscheduled presentation in Albuquerque first thing in the morning. That meant leaving work early in order to get home, spend some time going over my notes and research, pack, and fly out first thing. It was a nice day, and rather than wasting it being inside, I brought everything outside with me and sat down at my patio table, also enjoying a nice cold beer while I did. Another reason for coming home in the middle of the day rather than staying at work. I'd only been working for a few minutes when I heard the sound of Stacy's laughter coming from next door. I hadn't really thought about her being home. I remember hearing something about her working part time as a waitress someplace, but that was generally in the early evenings, so it stood to reason that she might spend part of her day at the house. I shook my head at the laughter. As Mike and Doreen also worked during the day, that left Stacy plenty of alone time to be with her friends. Additional laughter now telling me, she was in fact entertaining someone, though to be honest, I half expected it to be another girlfriend. When I heard a young man's voice crying out a moment later, I knew better.

"So, if I catch you I can have anything I want huh?" he said.

"Yes, but...you've got to catch me before I get back inside the house," she then told him. There was again laughter, and then what was obviously a chase about the yard with the sounds of patio furniture being overturned.

Now I was curious. As my deck was slightly elevated, all I had to do was stand up and I could see pretty clearly into my neighbor's yard. The moment I did however, seeing what I then saw, I immediately ducked back down less I was discovered. I couldn't believe what I'd just seen for one thing, but now was obviously intrigued by it for a number of reasons. The first of which was that Stacy was naked, though they actually both were. And I had to admit, whether I wanted to or not, ever since she'd grown up, I'd caught myself stealing glances at her whenever she'd worn something even remotely skimpy, especially when she'd come over for a visit. There had been times I swear she was flirting with me without being too obvious about it. But even though she might have been, I'd never pursued anything with her, not wanting to ruin the relationship we did have. Not to mention my friendship with Mike and Doreen.

Still.

Taking advantage of the high fence connecting our two properties, I quickly made my way over towards it, easily locating a knothole I could peek through without too much expectation of discovery, even though that was risky enough as it was. Their ongoing laughter, and the sounds of the chase still going on, let me know however that the likelihood of them spotting me was pretty remote. Once again I peeked through the fence just in time to see the young man boldly jump over their patio table, surprising Stacy and quickly cornering her. Seconds later he had caught her from behind as she still attempted to make her escape, though it was obviously too late.

"Gotcha!" He declared obviously pleased with himself, and for good reason. He now stood there with his hands having captured both of her exquisite looking breasts.

"Ok, you win!" Stacy said giggling, obviously not at all unpleased by having been caught, nor by the attention his hands were now giving her tits. If anything, it appeared to me like she was actually excited she had been.

I was excited myself too. Actually seeing Stacy naked for the first time was a delightful surprise. I'd always had my own interpretation of what the young woman might look like of course, but actually seeing her was something else entirely. I'd always known her breasts had blossomed into a nice womanly size, but I could only guess at what everything else actually looked like. Her nipples were considerably larger than what I'd imagined, a nice light tan color, with good sized areola's that were a bit larger than most I had seen. It gave each of her breasts a very sultry look that I hadn't expected to see. In addition to that, she was completely shaved too, though that had become somewhat the norm as of late, and something I wasn't too surprised in seeing. The surprise was simply because I was actually seeing it. But it didn't end there either.

"Let me guess...I bet what you want me to do is suck you off don't you?" She then stated leaning over to right one of the patio chairs that had been knocked over before sitting in it. Just hearing Stacy say that was enough to cause my own cock to lurch. Like I said, she'd been somewhat openly flirtatious around me herself, but in all the time, I'd still never heard her come right out and say anything as suggestively lewd as she'd just spoken.

"Oh like that isn't exactly what you want to do yourself!" The boy told her coming over to stand in front of her now, his long thin cock pointing directly at her as she reached up her hand, wrapping it around his member and began toying with it as she sat there.

"You know my rule," she said reminding him, though I of course had no idea what that was.

"Yeah, I know...you prefer watching it squirt on you, but that also means that next time..."

"Next time, maybe," Stacy said butting in. "We'll see if there will even be a next time," she stated easily. "It depends on how much you give me this time," she then added obviously toying with him.

I stood there peeking through the hole in the fence reasonably sure they wouldn't even know I was there, provided I didn't make any noise, or any sudden movements that might alert them to the fact I was standing there spying on them. I now watched as Stacy leaned forward taking the young man's cock into her mouth where she proceeded to suck on it lovingly as he braced himself, placing his hands on the top of her head while she did. Standing to the side of me, it made it very easy to see everything she was doing, especially as they were less than ten feet away from where I was actually looking at them.

I was tempted to take out my own stiff cock and jerk off, but I didn't. Bad enough I should get caught looking in the first place, worse if I was to do so standing there with my dick out, so I refrained. But I also knew I'd end up going inside to take care of that later myself after they'd gone back inside, and when I would feel reasonably safe in moving again without having been discovered.

It didn't take long. Either he was already really worked up, which would have been my guess, or she was damn good at sucking cock, though it was very possibly a combination of the two. Moments later he forced himself away from her, Stacy obviously aware of it, and prepared for it herself. Almost immediately she placed the lounge chair she was sitting in, into a layback position.

"Right here Mark...right here, shoot it all over my pussy!"

I stood there watching the young man pumping his prick. In seconds he was squirting thick streams of his spunk against her, most of it landing exactly where she told him to put it, all over her widespread very bare cunt. When he was sure he had milked out every last drop onto her, only then did she look up, still smiling and speak again.

"Ok, time for you to go now," she told him almost immediately, which frankly, took me by surprise. I could see by the pained expression on his face he wasn't ready to leave. "Mark? You promised, you know the deal here. I told you if I let you do anything, that you had to do it the way I wanted it, or there was no deal. So if you'd ever like to feel that again, or see me naked again, then it's time for you to leave...now!"

Obviously he gave in to her demands, though I could see he was damn reluctant to do so. Turning, he went back inside the house, no doubt in order to dress, though I was curious to see if he'd remain behind and peer at her through the windows or something. Minutes later however, I heard the sound of a car starting up next door, and knew that he'd done as she'd requested.

In the meantime, I continued to stand there, more confused, though more intrigued by what I saw her doing next. She was obviously using the kid's spunk to masturbate herself with, smearing a lot of it onto her breasts, which she scooped up with her fingers from her pussy. Though mostly she toyed with her clit, using his fresh juice to further pleasure and tease herself with that way. I felt like my prick was going to poke a hole through my pants as hard as I was, but I still didn't dare move, fearing any movement might give away the fact that I was standing there on the other side of the fence spying on her. As close as she was, and with a perfect eye-view of her wide-open pussy, I was about as horny as I'd ever been, watching the young woman whom I'd seen grow up next door to me, masturbating herself to what turned out to be a very long, very loud, and obviously very intense climax!

Afterwards she lay there for several minutes gradually collecting herself, only then getting up and going back inside the house. I waited even then for an additional minute or two myself before heading back inside as well. I now had a very hard, very stiff and very needful prick that needed attending to. Especially while the images of what I'd just seen and witnessed were still fresh in my mind.

I stopped briefly to gather up the papers I had spread on the table earlier so that they didn't get blown around the yard, and then slipped inside the sliding glass door into the kitchen area. Just as I did that, I heard the sound of the front door bell.

"Great, now what?" I wondered as I quickly repositioned my stiff member into a somewhat better position inside my pants, though even that didn't help matters much as I opened the door, still standing behind it somewhat awkwardly.

"Hi Jim, thought I saw your car in the driveway," Stacy said as she stood there looking at me. "Mind if I come in?"

All she was wearing was a white bikini top and a pair of almost too short cut off Levi jeans. Obviously it hadn't taken her long to dress, nor to decide to come over here after seeing my car in the drive. Curious, I invited her in, though immediately turning to head towards the kitchen area and the safety of the counter top. Though it wasn't at all odd for her to drop in like this, I still found it curiously odd that she had done so, so soon after her boyfriend had left. I couldn't help but wonder if she was worried I might indeed have seen or overheard anything.

"Care for something cold to drink?" I'd asked hurriedly leading her back into the kitchen.

"A cold beer would be nice, if you have an extra one," she told me taking a seat at my kitchen table, which meant I'd be forced to walk over and hand her one.

"Why don't you grab us a beer, and I'll get the glasses," I said giving me a reason to remain hidden as I stood behind the kitchen counter on one side with Stacy now standing on the other. Though even that was only going to be a temporary solution to my obvious problem. Hurriedly I made my way back over towards the kitchen table, glasses in hand as Stacy rejoined me with the beer. She sat smiling at me as she handed me my beer. "Surprised to see you home this early," she began.

"Oh yeah that...had to come home and get ready for a meeting tomorrow, catching a flight out first thing, had some stuff I needed to do and go over before then," I explained to her, though I could hear a bit of a nervous tone in my own voice as I spoke.

"Oh, was just wondering...surprised to look out and see your car in the drive," she said once again. "A friend of mine just left in fact," she then added looking at me for what I knew had to be some indication I was aware of that. I tried to play it safe, though not dumb.

"Yeah, saw his car parked out in front of your place too," I stated. "Didn't hear it leave though," I said smiling back taking a sip of my beer.

"So what DID you hear?" She now asked looking straight at me as she said that, nearly causing me to spew out the sip of beer I'd just taken.

"What do you mean?" I managed to answer back a bit nervously, feeling my face begin to flush even as I said that. Stacy laughed seeing my obvious discomfort, it was a dead giveaway.

"You know, I wasn't a hundred percent sure...until now. But I thought I saw you for a brief moment out on your deck, but when I looked again, I couldn't see you. I wondered after that if you might be somewhere looking through the fence at me...at us," she now added looking for my reaction to that. The only thing I could think of to do was to continue to play dumb, at least she hadn't come right out and accused me of actually spying on her.

"Hmm, I only stepped outside for a moment, like I said, I'm working on a presentation I have to give tomorrow morning." Glancing over on the counter top, I only then saw the pile of documents I'd hurriedly gathered up placing them there a bit hap-hazardly. Stacy had noticed them sitting there too, once again smiling.

"First time for you wasn't it?" she then said.

"Excuse me?"

"Seeing me...naked," she said easily without a hint of embarrassment or anger. "Which surprises me actually," she continued on before I could even respond to that, which I'm not sure I could have with a straight face anyway. "I usually sunbathe out back in the nude all the time, though I don't ever recall seeing you home at the same time that I have, or...when I've had friends over like today," she now added once again judging my face.

"Only briefly," I said continuing the lie, hoping my small admission would be enough. "Which is why I decided to come back inside the house, give you some privacy," I now added.

"Ah huh," she said grinning back sipping her beer. I took another sip of mine smiling back.

"You curious about that?" she asked.

"About what?" I responded still desperately trying to play dumb here, hoping she was only fishing as to what she thought I might have seen, or hadn't seen.

"Why I made Mark leave after dumping his load on me," she said easily looking into my eyes. I knew then she had me dead to rights, and I had no response other than to take another swallow of my beer, wishing I knew what the hell I should say. "Oh for hell's sakes Jim, I know you saw us, I might not have guessed where you were looking at us, but I figured out you must have been. I saw you standing there one moment, and then gone the next. If you'd actually turned and gone back inside, I'd have seen you do that, but I didn't." Once again she laughed. "So...like I said, you curious as to why I made him leave afterwards?"

I knew then she had me, and also knew she wasn't mad at me for looking at her either.

"A little...yes," I freely admitted now.

This time she laughed out loud, finally getting me to confess that I'd been watching her. "You've known me for a few years now," she began once again. "And I've even told you a few things I'd never even tell my parents, but what you don't know is this. I have pure and simply a fascination with watching guys cum. I love seeing their rock hard dick's squirting all that delicious cum juice out, and then I like using it to masturbate with afterwards. Which is the main reason I normally don't suck it down, I prefer watching it squirt instead, though I don't mind doing that too on occasion, especially if I'm not in a position to enjoy it the way I'd prefer to, then I certainly will. But there's just something about it...seeing it, feeling it, watching it leap out of the head of their dicks that really turns me on."

If I thought I was hard before...

"Shit Stacy...not sure this is something you really should be telling me about," I said feeling both uneasy, as well as damn fucking horny hearing her say it.

"Oh? Why not? I thought you'd find it exciting to hear me tell you about it, or do you find that too kinky or too weird instead?"

"It's not that Stacy...it's just that, well...hell, I'm more like your older brother, the little bit we've shared with one another in the past...well that's you know..."

"No different!" She exclaimed. "Well, not really anyway," she said with a half smile on her face, the same one that when she'd used it before on me, had just about turned me inside and out. "It's not like we haven't flirted before, or discussed sex even."

"Discussing it...and seeing you doing it is just a tiny bit different," I then told her.

"Sort of like fantasizing about seeing me naked, and actually seeing me naked?" she asked.

I had to think about that for a moment. "Well yeah...sort of, I guess."

"So you have fantasized about me then." One again she had me, and she knew it. "I've fantasized about you too you know, lots of times in fact. And if you want to know the truth Jim, when I was laying there watching Mark's prick squirting on me? I was actually fantasizing, and wishing that it was yours doing it instead. If it really had been you, I'd have wanted you to stay there and watch me get off using your cum to do it with," she grinned, pausing for a moment, though I am sure she was amused by my open-mouthed look, where no words came to mind that I found I could even utter in response to that. "Would you like to see me do that?" she now asked.

I was still speechless, though my mind was currently in overdrive. I suddenly had this very clear, vivid, obscene image of Stacy laying there, rubbing her cunt, my sperm coating her entire body while she did so.

Maybe it was my lack of a response that she took as a response. Before I even realized it, she had stood, her hands suddenly reaching around behind herself, her white bikini top coming away in her hands. Sitting there staring at those magnificent boobs, I continued to be tongue-tied as she now pulled down on the zipper of her cut off jeans, moments later watching them fall as she stepped out of them, now standing there in front of me entirely nude.

"Ok, now that you've seen me...my turn to see you!"

I was too fucking horny not to. All sense of logic, morality, fear and concern about her parents, flew right out the window, along with my clothing in a sense. In seconds, I was standing there in front of her, my hard dick pointing straight out, there was even a stringer of cum-dew hanging from the tip of it, dribbling out which she seemed to sit there and watch in total fascination as it slowly elongated, stretching towards the floor in front of her. Stacy reached out grabbing it with her finger however before it broke apart and actually did. She immediately wrapped it around her index finger, spread herself, and then applied it to her clit.

"Fuck I love doing that!" she said, using a particular word I'd never heard her utter before, in my presence anyway. "Squeeze it for me again," she now asked, which I did, pleased to see another rather large dollop of precum emerge from the head of my dick and like before, begin to stretch out in a long lazy string of nearly clear jisim.

"Do you usually shoot a lot? Or just a little?" she asked. "Do you squirt far mostly, or does it just dribble out?"

Even her questions were kinky hot as she asked them.

"It depends," I said simply.

"On what?" She pressed still sitting there playing with her clit.

"Well, on a number of things I guess. The last time I jerked off for one, how long between doing that for two, and three...how horny I am at the moment when I do."

She was grinning, obviously enjoying this as she now reached up with her free hand and proceeded to toy with her breast. "OK, so then tell me...when was the last time you played with yourself, and where? And...just how horny are you anyway?"

I actually had to think about that. It had been several days ago now in fact, just before going to bed one evening, and I now recalled it was because I had seen her earlier that day when she'd come over to do my laundry. She'd been wearing another pair of tight fitting shorts then, a tank top with no bra as I recalled. "Saturday, Saturday evening...just before bed."

Stacy giggled. "Was that because of the way I was dressed when I came over earlier during the day?" She now asked. "Did that make you horny? Thinking about me?"

I nodded my head, which she seemed to take quite a deal of delight in. "Cool, I was hoping it would, because I certainly got off myself, wondering if you did. Anyway...so are you?"

There was no sense denying anything at this point. "Very!"

"So then you'll probably squirt really big, lots and lots of thick creamy spunk?" she asked working and frigging her clit wildly now.

"I think...you can count on it," I told her.

**

The fact it had been several days since I'd jerked off pretty much ensured I was going to squirt a pretty sizeable load. But in addition to that, it had been several months since I'd even seen a naked woman. Standing there looking down at Stacy as she so openly finger-fucked herself, playing with her breasts, spreading her pussy lips wide open for me, soon had me teetering on the edge.

"Fuck, Stacy! I don't know...how much longer...I can hold out!"

I had slowed the pumping of my own cock, not quite stopping as it felt so fucking good, but I was also not wanting to friggin squirt so damn soon either!

"Shit, just do it!" Stacy said looking up at me with lust filled eyes. "Go ahead Jim, pop it off for me, let me see all that nice hot cream spewing from the head of that fat juicy looking cock!"

I couldn't have prevented myself from doing that if I'd have tried now, just hearing the vulgarity of her wanton words, the dripping lust coming from her mouth, the glistening moisture of her sex, not to mention the very audible sounds I was hearing as she fingered herself, playing with her own slippery, squishy juices. I pumped once, twice, and then felt the powerful surge of my spunk racing up the length of my prick. As though in slow motion, I hovered for an instant, the force of my climax nearly taking the top of my head off as I saw the long arching streamer of my semen suddenly burst from the tip of my prick. Seeing it, Stacy squealed in delight, offering her tits as the perfect target for that initial splash. I think we were both surprised at the copious amount of those first few discharges. In seconds, both breasts were simply drenched in my cream, and though the force of each rope I continued to toss slightly diminished, I stepped forward, now aiming my prick at the pink precious target between her legs.

"Oh yeah, right there Jim, right there! Squirt my clit baby! Squirt my little clit!"

I'd never seen anything like it. Taking her hands, gathering up the cream that so thoroughly covered her breasts, she began spanking her pussy with her hand. As she did, I heard the squishy splat of each hard slap against her cunt, cum spittle actually flying off in near every direction as she did so. Within seconds she was screaming out her own pleasure, the intensity of her orgasm filling the air, her hand still slapping her wide open pussy with more force than I thought pleasurable, yet it seemed that for her at least, it certainly was.

I had collapsed back down into my chair, still watching her as she slow rolled her spent clit between her fingers now, finally riding the last waves of her ecstasy, still looking at me through glazed eyes.

"Fuck," I said simply finding my breath, still in a state of shock over what had just transpired here. As I finally shook off the fugue of my own lust, the nagging concerns I had shoved to the back of my head came out again. "Stacy...as nice as that was..."

Once again she looked at me, "Don't...I know what you're going to try to say Jim, but don't. I'm old enough to decide for myself who I'm going to see and sleep with, mom and dad have no say in the matter, which includes my seeing or sleeping with you."

"But your father will kill me even so," I managed to get in.

"I doubt that," she said easily. "But...if it makes you feel any better, we'll keep all this a secret then." She stood up and began dressing, her breasts still smeared with my spunk, which I could easily smell as well. "They'll be home soon," she then added, "So I'd best go home and shower," she giggled letting me know she could smell the heat of our combined spent passion covering her body. "What time do you have to get up to leave tomorrow?" she then asked throwing me off for a moment.

"Four. I have to be at the airport by six, my plane leaves at seven...why?"

"Don't lock your back door," she stated, and then turned and walked out the back heading back towards her own place.

I stood there for several moments, just watching the sway of that tight little ass as she passed through the gate connecting our two yards.

**

I found it virtually impossible to go to sleep. Restlessly looking at the clock every few minutes, remembering the last time I had looked, 12:47 when I must have dozed off. It seemed like I'd just gotten to sleep when I felt an amazing sensation, my eyes popping open. Even in the darkness I could see the vague outline of her shape kneeling beside me. The clock now reading 3:15. I was stiff and hard, her mouth working my shaft, though for how long I honestly didn't know. She had done it so softly that at first I hadn't been aware of it, slowly bringing me around with that tantalizing tongue as she lapped at my prick like a slowly melting ice cream cone.

"About time," she giggled pleasurably. I felt her move, and then straddle me, the warmth of her cunt capturing my prick before I could even answer her. The next sound in fact coming out of my mouth a long guttural unintelligible string of pleasured moans and groans as Stacy began working her pussy magic up and down the length of my shaft.

We made love slowly and for a very long time, our coupling not quite as frenzied as I might have expected. Even the near simultaneous orgasm we shared was almost silent in comparison to the one we'd experienced the day before. Stacy lifted up, my cock literally plopping from inside her juicy wet cunt, the combined mixture of her juices pouring out of her as she squatted above me, working her pussy muscles. Even in the dark I felt and heard the dripping splatter of our mutual cum as it fell back onto my dick. Seconds after that, I again felt Stacy's mouth on me, cleaning me up, licking and slurping happily away at my now very satisfied prick. When the alarm went off, Stacy slipped out of bed, I was half dreaming with the soft gentle licking I'd been treated to.

"Call me when you get back," she said, and then like a wraith in the night, disappeared from my room.

**

It wasn't necessary to call her. She was sitting on the steps waiting for me when I pulled up. Surprised to see her there, I got out of the car, grabbed my overnight bag and headed towards her.

"How'd you know when I'd be here?" I asked surprised, yet smiling upon seeing her. She wore a tight fitting pair of white shorts and a red and white striped tube top that barely contained her magnificent breasts.

"Checked your flight, got the arrival time and figured how long it would take you to get home after that. Pretty close actually, I've only been sitting here less than ten minutes."

Stacy followed me into the house, and then up the stairs. As we entered the bedroom, she immediately headed off into the bathroom and began running a shower for me. "Take your time, I'll be downstairs waiting for you when you're done," she said, and then left the room with a mischievous smile on her face. The hot water felt good, and though tired from the red-eye flight, I was soon feeling very invigorated. Throwing on a robe, I soon headed back down the stairs, to my surprise, I heard what was obviously a movie being played and watched on my TV. But it wasn't just any ordinary movie either, not by the sounds I heard. When I entered the den, sure enough, Stacy was lying there naked on my couch, she'd inserted a porn movie, though where she'd gotten it from, I had no idea. She smiled as I came into the room, patting the couch next to her.

"Feel better?" she asked, as she continued stroking her pussy, toying at it with her fingers.

"Ah yeah...much," I said taking a seat next to her, glancing at the TV for a moment, seeing what appeared to be a young woman laying on the floor, at least a dozen or so men all standing around and above her. "Interesting movie," I said feeling my prick begin to stiffen beneath my robe. As though sensing that herself, she reached over undoing the sash, her hand reaching in and immediately producing my rather stiff cock.

"I love this one...it's one of my favorites," she explained.

"What's it called?" I asked.

She grinned, winked and then answered. "Cum slut...just what I am!"

We sat watching the movie, though my hand was now down between her legs, fingering that wet juicy split, her hand slow-stroking my cock. "You're really into this aren't you?" I asked. It was obvious that Stacy was very much aroused by the scene in the movie. The young woman, looking very similar in appearance to herself, now lying down on the floor as one by one, each of the men began discharging their cum-shots upon her.

"You have no idea!" She said honestly. "Maybe this will gross you out hearing me say it, but that is my biggest all time fantasy," she said looking into my eyes. "I've always wanted to feel what it was like to have a large group of men showering me with their cum. Unfortunately, in the movies, the poor girls seem to get much, if not all of it right in the face. And not that I mind that, I don't, but I prefer watching it too, seeing those hard delicious cocks lurching, spurting and squirting their cream. I'd rather feel it landing all over me, covering me almost completely in it, and then having it rubbed into me, head to toe after that."

"Yeah, well we certainly do all have our fantasies," I told her. "And no...I don't think yours is all that weird either, different yes, but certainly not weird. Hell Stacy...if I were to tell you some of mine..."

The gleam in her eye told me that perhaps I shouldn't have done that. "Tell me Jim, tell me...what IS one of your biggest fantasies ever? Come on, you know what mine is...now tell me one of yours."

Under the circumstances, with her fondling my cock the way she was, the eroticism of the movie we were watching, and the delicious feel of her very wet pussy, how could I not? The words coming out of my mouth even before I realized how it must have sounded to her, though all she did was giggle hotly, still stroking my cock, nodding her head in agreement.

"Oh...here comes my favorite part!" She stated gathering my attention back to the movie. How they had actually managed it, I have no idea, but suddenly one cock after another seemed to let go, streamers of spunk spurting out, cascading down on the girl lying on the floor. Criss-crossing ribbons of sperm splashing against her, and not all of which were landing on her face either. Most of it in fact against her breasts and tummy, as well as her cunt as she cried out deliriously with joy. Stacy too was crying out now herself, the onscreen climatic moment triggering her own needful orgasm.

"Ok baby...give me yours now," she demanded, her mouth suddenly wrapping itself around my prick, sucking it for all she was worth. I'd perhaps cum in a woman's mouth maybe half a dozen times in my entire lifetime, and though it was obvious Stacy preferred watching it, she went after my dick with a vengeance, the force of my semen hitting the back of her throat as she swallowed me down, making my toes curl.

"Fuck! That was mind-blowing!" I exclaimed happily, watching as she licked her lips erotically.

"Sweetie? You ain't seen nothing yet!"

**

I don't know how else to put it. Stacy was like a drug, and I was addicted to her. I soon found myself doing the craziest things with her, and for her. Some of which I actually felt sheepish or embarrassed about, but then did them anyway, and damn glad afterwards that I had. Stacy had a way of turning the strangest, weirdest, silliest situation into one of the most erotic, sensual, hot experiences of my entire life!

I had once again come home in the middle of the day. Hearing my car pulling up into the drive, Stacy had come outside, naked, waiting for me in her back yard. I had seen her of course, and stepped out through the sliding glass door with the intention of joining her. She met me at the gate separating the two yards however and told me to stay where I was.

"You have a ladder?" she asked. I did, but it didn't explain anything. "Good, get it, set it up right there, I'll be waiting for you," she told me. I did as she asked. She had positioned herself down on the grass on a blanket just on the other side of the fence. The only way I could see her was to climb up the ladder, sit on the top of it looking down. Once again, she was playing with herself, though this time she was using what appeared to be a rather curious looking rubberized cock which she was sliding in and out of her cunt. "Go ahead baby, jack yourself off for me," she asked. "I want to watch you squirt from up there, I want to see if that nice thick cream of yours can hit me from up there," she added.

Like I said, it was weird in a way, but damn fucking exciting too. The sense of danger, particularly with me sitting there on top of a ladder, jerking off, not knowing for sure if anyone might actually spot me doing it was one thing, but looking down at her as she fucked herself with the dildo, waiting expectantly for my load of cream was once again something else.

It was like that with her most of the time. She was like a tornado, I never knew when she was going to hit or where. I no longer locked the back door to my house, so there were several times when I woke up in the middle of the night, and she'd simply just be there. Once or twice late in the evening, I had heard a knock on my door, going to answer it, only to discover her standing outside. The first time confused the hell out of me. It was mid July, and though it wasn't extremely hot outside, she stood there wearing a raincoat. I soon figured out why when she opened it, revealing the fact she had nothing on beneath it. Though it was late, with little traffic or activity going on around us, she'd made it clear enough as she kept me from opening the screen door in order to let her in.

"No...right here, right through the door," she'd told me. The next thing I knew, I was standing in my own doorway, masturbating, watching her as she stood on the other side, fingering herself. When I got close, I pressed the head of my cock directly against the screen, and then pumped myself off. Some of which somehow managed to still get through the small tiny openings to actually splash against her bare skin, though the majority of my spunk was caught, plugging up the tiny holes and making a rather obscene display against my door. Stacy then took a picture of it, and soon after walked away into the night.

It was like that with her. I never knew what was going to happen next, or when. And it seemed like it was never the same way twice with her whenever she was in one of her particularly weird little moods. But I found myself, looking forward to them more and more, anxiously awaiting, sometimes actually disappointed when all she wanted to do was suck or fuck, or simply mutually masturbate one another which we now did at least once a day.

Several weeks had gone by since that little episode in front of the TV when we'd watched that favorite little porn of hers together. I'd almost forgotten about our conversation, and that I had actually shared with her one of my own personal little fantasies. I'd gotten home from work, half expecting Stacy to jump out at me from somewhere inside the house, something she was prone to do on occasion, and actually disappointed when she didn't. I wandered upstairs to the bedroom, still hoping she might be hiding, and actually waiting for me up there, once again disappointed when I entered the room and nothing happened. Needing to pee, I walked into the bathroom, and there on the mirror written in lipstick was a note she had left me.

"Heritage Suites, room 310, 8:00. Don't be late." She'd signed it with a smiley face written in lipstick as well. I glanced at my watch, it was already 6:30. I'd have just enough time to shower, shave and put a fresh change of clothes on and still make it there on time. But what had really thrown me was, this was something new. Up until now we'd pretty much confined our activities to my place, or the surrounding yards, excluding the one and only incident where we'd actually met in the parking lot of a local nearby grocery store. Stacy had insisted on giving me a hand job as I stood there in the open door of my car, it had been a wickedly delicious encounter. One that had left me nervous as hell, but more excited than I'd been in a long time too. I'd even smiled at a young couple as they brought groceries out to their car parked a short distance away. Stacy hidden on the seat, nude as the day she was born, sitting there jacking me off as I simply stood there. I often wondered what they must have thought.

But now this. At least she had gotten us a room, and by the name of the hotel, I happened to know it wasn't a very cheap one either.

I arrived at ten minutes to eight, made my way up to the room, and then knocked, curious to see, wondering what to expect when she opened it. I didn't have long to find out either. I had knocked, Stacy opening the door almost immediately. I halfway expected her to be naked, which she was, so that wasn't too much of a surprise. But what was a surprise as I entered the room, was the discovery of two additional equally naked females inside. They were on the bed, going down on one another as I entered.

"Surprise!" Stacy said grinning at me. "Jim? These are two of my friends from the place where I work," she said introducing the two women, who only then parted, rolling off on either side of the bed in order to greet me. "The black chick is Pauline, the brunette is Lucy, we call her Juicy Lucy because she really, really is..." Stacy said smiling at me.

I was still in a state of shock, I certainly hadn't expected anything like this, and to be honest, I still didn't know what it was I was in for, though having three naked women in the same room together was giving me a pretty good idea. Pauline was extremely tall, slender and very limber looking. Her breasts were slightly smaller than Stacy's, though not by much. Her dark chocolate nipples stood out in stark contrast to her deep almost golden colored skin tone, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Lucy as she'd been introduced, was obviously of Spanish descent, she too had amazingly dark colored nipples, far larger around than any I had seen, her areola almost covering the entire front portion of her breasts, each one capped with extremely hard, thick nipples that looked like the size of my thumb. Like Stacy, she too had long hair, which fell, well down to the middle of her back, and though not entirely shaved, her neatly trimmed little patch showing between her legs looked extremely inviting.

I had stepped in immediately taking my suit jacket off, throwing it over the back of one of the chairs. Stacy handed me a glass of wine, which I eagerly and still somewhat nervously accepted.

"Well you're certainly right about one thing, this really IS a surprise, just what IS going on anyway?" I asked curiously, looking at and appreciating all the eye candy before me.

"Remember your telling me about your biggest fantasy?" she asked. I looked at her, then at the two girls, then back to her again. I'm sure the smile on my face was about as wide as it's ever been. So much so, it almost hurt, and I felt more than a bit giddy.

"You're kidding me...right?"

"You know me better than that," she began. "Just took me a while to set everything up, especially after I explained things to my friends, told them what your fantasy was, and how you'd always hoped one day to experience it. Well...here we all are, and now...you can!"

The fantasy itself wasn't just about being with three girls, it was much more than that, and because of that, it wasn't something I had ever expected to see, certainly not in real life anyway. I had always had a personal fascination with watching a woman squirt. I'd seen a few on some porn movies I'd watched, but never before had I ever been with a woman who did. But even that wasn't the entire fantasy either. Stacy had coaxed out of me the entire thing, which hadn't been all that hard getting me to do, not with my cock in her mouth while telling her. It was erotic enough just in doing that.

"When I told them about it, they thought it would be hot as hell too," she said grinning. "And the fact is, I've actually never been with another woman before myself either, so that was also something new and exciting for me, especially knowing how much these two really can squirt when they cum. Am rather looking forward to seeing...and feeling that myself!"

My own personal fantasy had been feeling, and seeing a woman squirting all over my dick, and preferably two of them if that was even remotely possible. Obviously...it was! But as excited as I was to actually think it was going to happen, so was Stacy, her own little fetish suddenly taking on a whole new dimension for her as well.

When I had finally relaxed and calmed down some, I was then treated to the sensation of having three very luscious women undress me. Not to mention fondle me until I was rock-hard stiff and horny as hell! The four of us soon moved over towards the bed where I was again treated to a smorgasbord of three equally wet pussies, all laying there side-by-side as I sampled each for several long minutes moving between the three of them. It became somewhat of a game then, licking one, moving over, and then being followed closely behind by the one just having been licked or in my case...sucked and licked, until we'd each escalated the height of our pleasures and arousal significantly.

"About ready to feel them squirt on you...on us?" Stacy asked excitedly. Needless to say, I was more than ready.

"Hell yes!" I responded unequivocally.

It was somewhat of an awkward position at first, but certainly well worth the effort. Inserting my cock inside Stacy's nice wet slit, we'd started out with her sitting on top of me, though she had gradually eased herself back until she was physically lying on her back, and me laying on mine. We were barely even connected, almost nigh impossible to move much, lest my prick spring up out of her cunt, which it nearly did twice. Both Lucy as well as Pauline now stood on the bed standing directly over where we were laying, one each to either side of us, each one fingering the other, something I later learned they had very often did once discovering that they both could squirt in pretty much the same fashion. Just seeing this, feeling the head of my cock still tightly clenched inside Stacy's pussy as she lay there frigging her clit was about as erotic a thing as I had ever seen or felt before. But the best (pun intended) was yet to come.

It soon became obvious that they were timing themselves, coordinating their efforts. Something obviously they could have only done with a great deal of practice and familiarity.

"Close?" Pauline had asked.

"Almost," Lucy had responded, already the telltale signs of her pleasure beginning to transform her face. Pauline too looked on the verge of exploding at any second, doing so almost the exact same instant that Lucy did when she cried out with initial warning.

"Now!"

Almost as one they came. A sudden explosive torrent of clear silky warm fluid spraying nearly everywhere in two clashing geysers that met somewhere in the middle. Two streams of girl cum pouring out of each, mingling for a moment in mid-air before cascading down upon Stacy and I in what felt like, and to some extent actually looked like, a rushing waterfall.

"Holy fucking shit!" I cried out in disbelief, pleasure and excited joy at seeing as well as feeling this. Stacy too was likewise giggling almost hysterically, trying to capture some of the two girl's streams in her hands, backwashing it against herself as though washing her face in a mountain stream. The accompanying moans and groans of their pleasured delights simply intensifying their mutually combined orgasm, as well as ours. Stacy's thrashing however dislodging my prick, which sprang up like a coiled spring. Upon seeing it, just as the first spurt of my own skyrocketing spunk flew from the tip, Pauline reached down, squatting over it even more directly, still squirting, and now directly aiming her stream against me as she held my cock in hand. I lay there, feeling the rush of my sperm as it ejaculated over and over against her, her hand still holding me, milking me, ensuring that every last ounce of my juice had been expelled.

Needless to say, the bed was soaked, as were we all. But it was a nice erotic warm feeling sensation to lay there in it, feeling the caress of the girls recent spending as the three of them now began smearing my entire body from head to toe in it too. Feeding me at times the remnants and traces of their liquid release.

I was in fact drunk on it, intoxicated with their aroma and taste, surprised when my so recently spent prick didn't merely shrivel up into nothingness, remaining somewhat hard at least, and then growing again as the girls now turned to one another, and began sampling their mutual delights.

I sat on the edge of the bed watching. Pauline on her back, Stacy straddling her face, leaning over just enough to comfortably lick Lucy's succulent looking cunt as she lay in front of her. Just hearing the three girls as they lapped happily away at one another, soon had my cock rising with renewed interest. When it was sufficiently hard enough once again, I moved up between Pauline's legs, placed the head of my dick at her opening and proceeded to tease her clit mercilessly with it until she just couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ok, ok! Enough already!" she cried out half giggling. "Now fuck me with it!" She demanded. I quickly slid inside her, feeling the heat of her cunt as it gripped my shaft, impaling her fully and deeply a moment later. She continued sucking, licking and eating Stacy's cunt, she doing the same to Lucy as I began sliding in and out of her with ever increasing speed and tempo. "Oh fuck that's it! That's it! That's nice!" she called out into Stacy's equally juicy quim, and then came again, literally forcing my prick out of her with the sudden surge of another massively forceful jettison of her hot liquid girl cream.

I had ended my own personal fantasy with being given double head by both Lucy and Pauline, with Stacy riding my face into ecstasy. After that, I was content to just sit there and watch, enjoying my wine, and watching the three girls joyfully exhaust one another well on until morning where I again briefly fucked them each until just managing to ink out a dribble or two of my spunk into each one of their waiting mouths.

Stacy and I slept in one another's arms until checkout later on that next afternoon. As we got dressed and prepared to leave, she turned to me. "Now...it's your turn to fulfill one of my fantasies," she told me. "Which I'll tell you about on the way back home."

**

After what I had experienced, something I never felt in a million years that I ever would, I knew that if it was even remotely possible, I had to return the favor. The problem was, I wasn't quite sure how to go about it, nor did I think I'd ever be able to convince a group of guys to go along with either, necessarily, and leave it within the boundaries and specific's of Stacy's fantasy and desire. She wasn't looking for a gang-bang, in fact...she'd made it perfectly clear that the only person she actually wanted to have intercourse now, was with me. Though she certainly wasn't opposed to sucking a few cocks during that, or in being watched by several others while we did. But her primary focus, desire and want, was to simply be cum on, massively, all over her entire body. That was it in a nutshell. So like I said, finding enough guys, approaching them, and then getting some assurance from them that, that was all it would be, was a challenging dilemma. Or so at first I thought anyway.

It was several days later while at work that I had gone out to lunch with one of the guys whom I mostly closely associated with being a friend I could trust. He was one of a very select few whom I thought I could, and who I had told and shared with him a few things with regards to Stacy. When we got into the topic of sex, which we generally always did, I casually mentioned to him Stacy's quirky little fantasy. I watched as his eyes lit up in excitement.

"Fuck man! I'd do something like that in a heartbeat, and not even think twice about doing it either!"

The thing was, Ed was happily married to a very good looking woman. In all the years I had known him, I'd never once heard that he'd ever cheated on his wife, nor would he either. They seemed to have one of the rare perfect relationships, so though he might have had no problem looking, I knew without any doubt that Ed would never truly stray from his wife. This however, was something he actually entertained doing, primarily because all he would do, and be willing to do, was stand there and jerk himself off without touching anyone.

"I might know a couple of other guys I could talk to," he told me. "Let me look into it, and then get back to you." I was pleasantly surprised when days later, he called me. "Jim? I've got fourteen guys lined up...is that enough? Too many? Too few? You tell me."

"Seriously? Fourteen?"

"Yep, and they all know the rules, and they're each and every one of them good with it. So...now, it's up to you to let us know where and when, and I promise, we'll all be there!"

Now it was my turn to surprise Stacy, which I knew she would be.

**

The first thing I had to do however was coordinate her nights off. Not giving away any details, I simply asked her when she had the next available night off, and when she could safely spend most of it with me. That was when I first learned she really didn't work at any restaurant, the way her parents thought she did.

"So where do you work then?" I asked curiously. I guess I shouldn't have been all that surprised, especially after having met her two "co-workers" Pauline and Lucy. I'd had a hard time picturing the three of them as waitresses to begin with.

"I work at XXX-Ray," she told me, which I knew was an exotic dance club, and a rather popular one at that. It had some technological advances I'd heard about, and had honestly been anxious to see. Now I had an even bigger reason for going. In addition to the girls actually dancing live on stage, in the nude of course, the club had also devised a way to project their images down and amongst the crowd, thus with a special pair of glasses, everyone could literally enjoy a near-lap dance, with the girls gyrating right there in front of them. Everyone then got an up close and personal look at the girls, and there was obviously no danger of any of them getting fondled or groped by anyone in the audience.

"Aren't you worried about your parents finding out?" I asked concernedly.

"No, not really. I purposely picked a particular restaurant that I know they don't like, and won't go there to eat. I only work three days a week, and then every other weekend at the club. Since there's several of those restaurants around town, I've also told them that I am a floater more than a regular, so can end up going to anyone of them at a moment's notice. Like I said, I don't really worry about them dropping in to see me, and for sure...dad would never in a million years wind up at the club either."

That one I wasn't too sure about. When I'd first heard about club XXX-Ray and its fancy erotic floorshow, I'd mentioned it to Mike. At the time, even he said he might go there at least once to see what it was all about. I made a mental note to take him there myself on a night I was sure Stacy wouldn't be working in hopes of that taking care of any curious interest he might have. The last thing either one of us needed, was for Stacy's father to show up at the club one evening while she was actually working.

The best place to pull this off was at my place too. But there again, I didn't want a whole bunch of cars parked outside either. That would be a dead giveaway in and of itself, and I really did want this to be somewhat of a surprise if I could manage it. What we came up with, was having everyone park their cars down the street at the school, and then in one's and two's perhaps, walk around the block and enter into the house from the side door, facing away from Stacy's home. In doing that, I was reasonably confident we could get everyone inside without their being seen.

I was a little worried she might ruin the surprise by coming over too early, before I could get everyone in here. But I managed to put her off simply by saying that I indeed had something special planned, and that I didn't want her arriving before I had everything set up for her, otherwise it would ruin it for her. So though curious, and half expecting something, I was still pretty confident she had no idea there would be fifteen naked guys all standing downstairs in my den waiting for her when she finally did come over.

Downstairs in the den, I had blown up a single air mattress, and then covered that with several soft, warm blankets ensuring she would be as comfortable and cozy as possible. At the appointed time, I then met her at the back door, telling her as part of the surprise that she needed to be blindfolded, she of course excitedly, and readily agreed. I then led her downstairs to the den, leading her inside where fourteen guys all naked stood excitedly waiting for her. And by excited, each and every one of them was standing there with a rock hard cock in hand. It was at that point that I slowly undressed her, much to the delight of the guys still silently standing around expectantly waiting. After I had, I then had her lay down on the bed I had made for her, and quickly undressed myself. Now there were fifteen naked, and very excited guys standing about, when I finally told her she could safely remove the blindfold.

The surprise and delight in her eyes was priceless when she did. If I thought my smile had been big upon seeing her and the two girls in the room when she surprised me, it was nothing in comparison to the look on her face now realizing I had managed to surprise her just as much, if not more so.

"You did it! You actually did it!" she exclaimed looking up and all around her, as everyone had now come in a bit more closely looking down and appreciating her beautifully nude body. But that was also when she saw the stickers, and looked at me questioningly. "Ok, I'm confused a little bit, what's the difference between red and blue dots on their upper thighs?" she asked.

"Well, it's like this," I said laughing a little. "The guys with red dots on their thighs are cool with just jerking off while looking at you. But they're either married, or committed to someone, and don't feel like they could honestly do anything more than that. Sort of like masturbating while watching a porno, or looking through a magazine. I mean, you're the real thing here of course, but they'd only agreed to do this, for me...for you, as long as they weren't expected to do anything else."

Stacy giggled. "And the blue dots then?"

"Well honey...that's entirely up to you. They're willing to do as much, or as little as you want them to, but at least you now know which ones you can touch, and which ones you can't. Having the stickers on their upper thighs where you can see them clearly enough, should ensure that everyone's in agreement with whatever we're doing here." Once again she laughed, obviously excited.

We quickly introduced everyone to her, and then she lay back, excited to have them perform however she saw fit, which began with a one on one introduction again, standing over her in a line, fondling themselves while she watched, masturbating herself, until all fifteen of us had taken a turn doing so.

"Ok, all of you with the red dots, if you'd stand in front of me in a semi-circle where I can see you," she began directing the six men who had agreed only to jerk themselves off for her and nothing else. "And the rest of you, feel free to touch me wherever you'd like, with whatever you'd like, though don't block my face, as I want to see the rest of you standing around as you play with yourselves for me," she stated.

And so it began.

I had to admit. I really hadn't expected this to be all that erotic to see it myself. I mean a room full of very straight guys, all standing about playing with themselves, and only a single woman present. But the truth of the matter was, it was far more erotic and sensual than I could have ever imagined, and it was also obvious that more than one guy there was finding it to be the same thing as well. Not everyone was just looking at Stacy, many of the guys were periodically stealing glances at one another as they stood there fisting themselves, whether they'd admit to doing it or not, and obviously enjoying it when they did.

And not too surprisingly, there were more than just a few early, quick cummers too, though Stacy had told everyone early on, when and if they were ready to shoot...to just go ahead and do it. They were free to squirt on her anywhere they wanted, though she'd prefer it if they'd not empty their entire loads on her face as she would much rather be able to enjoy seeing them actually coming, as opposed to just feeling it. In addition to that of course, if they could manage it, they were welcome to spurt on her as often as they liked. With that being said, Stacy settled back to enjoy the feel of several hands exploring her, teasing and caressing her body, breasts, ass and more than a few fingers likewise sharing and exploring her cunt, mine included. The others, all standing about watching, quite happily stroking their dicks.

It was sort of like watching dominos beginning to fall. One by one the guys got themselves to the point of ejaculating. As they did, they moved forward aiming their cocks in Stacy's direction. Expectantly, she looked up anxiously awaiting to see their individual spurts, offering up places on her own body where they could direct their flying streams of spunk. Even I stood there watching this in abject fascination, the wondrous delight on Stacy's face as the guys began to cover her body in their cream, one by one, and then in pairs simultaneously. Over a short period of time, her breasts were covered in copious amounts of spunk. It was literally running off of her in small little rivers of white juice, more and more of it now being directed against her cunt as she held it open, inviting the guys to juice her there, though also occasionally turning over onto her stomach, offering yet again another enticing little target. I too stepped forward at one point, no longer able to withhold my own massive spurt of cream, though this one she purposely opened her mouth in wanting to receive it there, though challenging me to do so from well over a foot away.

In the end, Stacy was a sticky white mess of men goo, covering nearly every square inch of her body. And more than one guy had managed to produce a second load too, merely adding to the torrent of cream that she had so deliriously and delightfully received. I had lost track of the number of orgasms she'd experienced, some by her own hand, some by the hands of others, though I also swear to the fact, sometimes she simply came just by watching the guys coming on her without being touched, or even touching herself.

Slowly as the night went on, many began to leave, thoroughly spent, though most had wives or girlfriend's home waiting for them. I smiled privately, inwardly, wondering if they'd be able to get it up again after getting home. My bet would have been yes...after what we'd all seen and witnessed together, even I knew I'd get it up again myself, though Stacy had made me promise I'd save one specifically for her, rubbing herself off with my dick, watching it spurt directly against her clit when she came, doing so just as I did.

It was one of the few times we spent the entire night together at my place, though I had no idea where her parents thought she was while actually spending it.

It was a week later when Mike approached me after he'd gotten home from work. "Hey Jim, remember that club we talked about going to?" He'd asked. "That exotic dance club?" He said smiling. "Well, it just so happens that Doreen and Stacy are going out to see a movie together, so I've sort of got the night off. What say you and I head down there, see what it's all about?"

I knew it was only a matter of time when he'd actually want to, and his time away from Doreen was far and few in between, so it really was a now or never sort of situation. I quickly agreed, and then agreed to go there around eight o'clock. I had hurriedly gone inside, called the club and spoke with Pauline, who I had learned would be dancing there that evening. I then asked her to tell Lucy, who would also be dancing, to do me a big favor and not acknowledge they really knew me, or treat Mike and I any differently than they would any other paying customers. Pauline thought it was funny and could hardly wait to tell Lucy, though I was partially curious to see what they would, or wouldn't do, in discouraging Mike from ever showing up there again. I could only begin to imagine.

When Mike and I arrived, I was surprised to find us being seated in the middle of the room. From what Stacy had told me, these were in fact the best seats in order to take advantage of the special 3D effects of the dancers, plus having a really good view of the real dancers up on stage in addition to that. I had my suspicions that Pauline and Lucy had had something to do with that after Mike and I had been seated and ordered up our drinks.

The 3D was actually quite amazing, and I found myself sitting there with a sizeable erection watching them dancing so closely, even though they really weren't, it still seemed like I could in fact reach out and touch any one of them. By the look on Mike's face, I could see he was enjoying himself equally as much. When Pauline finally took the stage, I knew Mike was immediately infatuated with her.

"God Jim, look at her, she's fucking beautiful! What I wouldn't give to squirt a nice load all over her...what about you hey?"

I could only smile and nod my head in agreement.

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