Amanda
written by:
Catwidow

Amanda

It had been girl's night out and slowly but surely, the bar where everybody had met, got emptier; people started to leave and go home. My friend Connie was the one who had invited me, but besides her, I didn't know anybody else, when I got there.

Amanda stood out right from the start; her mocha skin, long, wavy black hair and her big brown eyes, and a heart shaped face. She was dressed in a skin tight red mini dress, which barely covered her butt cheeks, and a neckline that had problems containing her big breasts. It was so low, that I wondered how she kept from spilling out of it. Over-the-knee, high heeled black boots completed her outfit; she just looked hot, no matter if you were male or female.

She was the center of attention, the one everyone wanted to be near, just in case some of her beauty would rub off on them, simply by association.

As the place started to empty out, Amanda, myself and two guys were the only customers left. The bartender, a handsome, muscular guy, who had been watching Amanda all night long, finally told everyone to leave, then turned and asked Amanda if she wanted a ride.

"Gladly, but my friend here needs one too," she replied, pointing at me.

The three of us got into his car and as she ducked in, her left boob did spill out of her dress. She ignored it and didn't seem fazed by it at all, but neither our driver,Tray, nor I could keep our eyes off. Her breast was round and full, her nipple dark brown and perking out of a perfectly round, about 2 inches in diameter, aureola.

Tray tried to keep his eyes on the road, but wasn't very successful, so I reached over the seat with my left hand and lifted her heavy breast up, tugging it back into her dress with my right hand, but not before rubbing over her nipple with my thumb.

All I could think of was that I wanted that nipple in my mouth and taste it, I got wet just thinking about it. Amanda had watched me and now was smiling, looking straight into my eyes, as if she knew what I was thinking.

When we got to her place, she asked both Tray and me if we wanted to come upstairs for a drink, and we both accepted. I was curious to see what she had planned and I guess so was Tray.

As she walked up the stairs in front of us, we both kept following the sway of her hips from side to side. Right before we got to the top, there was a jingling sound and Amanda bent over to pick up her keys; she wasn't in a hurry though and stood stooped over a lot longer then was necessary, affording both of us a long look at her panty less crotch. It took every ounce of willpower to not reach out and run my fingers over it; from Tray's expression, I believe he felt the same. Once inside her apartment, she tossed her purse and keys on a side table and strode into the living room, where she fell onto an oversized white leather couch and asked us to join her.

"I hope you don't mind if I make myself a little more comfortable, but this dress is killing me," she said and started peeling the item off her shoulders.

It was almost like watching a stripper perform; she shrugged first one shoulder, then the other, and the top of the dress slipped down, leaving both breasts exposed. She wiggled her butt, with her thumbs hooked underneath the material of the red dress and very slowly, inch by inch, did it too move downward. Over her hips, down her thighs and legs, finally pooling around her ankles, until she carefully stepped out of it. She was completely nude, but for the boots and again I felt myself get even wetter just by looking at her. Neither Tray nor I knew what to say, so we just sat there and watched.

Amanda chuckled softly, she seemed to be enjoying this; then she reclined against the back of the couch and drew her feet up on it, spreading her legs and giving us a clear view of her dark brown and pink pussy. Her left hand went to her right breast and played with it , lifting it up and pinching her nipple, while her right hand languidly moved down her body, coming to rest between her legs; two of her fingers spreading her folds apart, one rubbing along the crease and the little meaty nob sticking out from it.

I was all but drooling and my hand automatically went between my legs, as if I could keep my fluids from leaking out that way. Tray too seemed to be mesmerized and his hand had a firm grip on the fly of his jeans, where the bulge was obvious.

"Carol, you are wearing too much! Why don't you get comfortable and get rid of those clothes you are wearing? You too Tray. That has got to hurt if you don't give it room to breathe!"

I didn't need to be told twice and even though I was nowhere near as gracious as Amanda, I undressed pretty quick and was left in nothing but my high heeled pumps in no time. Amanda looked me over and nodded appreciatively.

"I like a bald, smooth pussy!"

She herself was closely trimmed and actually had a heart shape for pubic hair, with the tip of the heart pointing straight to her clit. When her visual inspection of me was over, she reached out and pulled me to her. Her lips met mine and her hands came up between our bodies and cupped my breasts. I took one of her breasts in both of my hands and gently lifted and squeezed it, bringing the nipple closer to my face. My lips left hers and latched on to her nipple; her knee came up between us and rubbed against my wet pussy.

"Tray, be a dear and go to my bedroom. In the top drawer of my nightstand are a few toys we may enjoy. Would you mind getting them?"

He left in the direction she indicated, but never stopped watching us, his eyes were glued to me sucking on her tit. When he returned, he dumped something on the couch next to us, but instead of taking his seat back up, he got down on the floor next to us, where he could see better; his hand was stroking his cock.

Amanda pushed me down until my face was right above her clit and I took her up on the invitation. My face buried deep into her, moving her folds apart with my nose, licking her with my tongue. Instead of moving my tongue around, I just stuck it out and moved my whole face with it, very slowly. My arms were outstretched so I could still knead her breasts, both of them this time, and her hands were buried in my blond hair, directing me by pulling it one way or the other.

"Turn around Carol, I want to taste your pussy!"

I complied, regretting having to let go of those big, fat tits, but now I could use my fingers on her pussy as well. As soon as her tongue hit my clit, I felt my juices give way; I tried to hold back, but I was so horny that I couldn't stop dripping all over her mouth. I heard Tray groan besides us, but had no time to even look at him, I was too absorbed in the delicious smell and taste of that pink little pussy underneath me. I felt her thumb enter me and wiggle around as her lips suckled on my clit, her index finger slipped into my ass and I jerked up from the unexpected intrusion, but adjusted to it real soon. As we both came, she ripped my hair and let out a small squeal, matching my own. But she wasn't done yet.

"I haven't forgotten about you,Tray. We will take care of you soon, won't we Carol? For now, just watch and enjoy!"

She reached behind me on the couch and came back with a double-sided Dong.

"Time to change positions, Babe," she said and pushed me off her.

"Sit down on top of me, rub your pussy over my tits, all the way down to my cunt."

I did as she wanted and had to inhale sharply as her nipple brushed against my swollen clit. When I had positioned my pussy above hers, she took the dong and pushed one end of it into me. My muscles clamped around it and I moved my hips up in order to be able to push the other end into her waiting, wet hole. Tray had been watching us, jerking himself and groaning the whole time; apparently he knew something that I didn't, because he disappeared from my field of vision for a few seconds and then I felt something cold probe against my ass and finally penetrate it. As I looked into Amanda's face, I could tell that he was doing the same thing to her, because her eyes had gotten wide and then almost glazed over with passion. I slowly began riding her, when Tray came back to his spot on the floor, staring at us intently. He must have inserted another, skinnier Dong into both of our asses, because I could feel the push and pull in both of my holes and see a reflection of my own feelings in Amanda's face.

Tray got on to his knees and placed his cock between our faces, forcing me to bend over lower, if I wanted to taste it. Amanda sucked on one side, while I sucked on the other, his balls slapping against our chins. We climaxed together, with him shooting his cum in both of our faces. When he withdrew, we licked his cream off the other ones skin until we were both clean again. I wanted to get up, but Amanda held me back.

"Just lay down backwards and don't lose our little friends while you do so," she said.

" It's Trays turn to do something now."

As I lay on my back, butt to butt with her, Tray pushed both of our legs up in the air and lowered his face, first to suck on her clit, then on mine. He alternated between us, moving the Dongs, which still attached us to each other, with one hand. He shoved them back and forth, sometimes tugging on them a little, with the other hand, he would rub and pull on the clit that his mouth wasn't working on at the time. As we were building up, ready to come, he pulled both Dong's out simultaneously and drove his face into first my, then her pussy, to finish the job. I came so hard, I squirted not only on him, but on Amanda as well; but I wasn't the only one, she did too and Trays face had both of our juices dripping down from it.

"Carol, I want you to eat Amanda while I am fucking you, then I want you guys to switch out,' he said.

I gladly obliged and buried my face in her pussy once more, lapping up the juices that were still flowing out of her, as he rubbed his cock all over the length of my slit, before plunging into it. The poor guy must have been extremely horny, because he only lasted about five minutes before I could feel him spill his seed in me. He had been pumping frantically, rocking me hard back and forth, so that I had almost had my teeth slammed down on Amanda's clit.

It didn't take him long to recover though and we switched positions, with Amanda now eating me while Tray fucked her.

After a short rest, which we used to get something to drink, we decided to play a little game. Tray would fuck one of us, while the other one was blindfolded and tied spread eagle on top of the coffee table. The pair that was fucking, could do anything to the blindfolded one that they wished. We drew straws and I was the first one to be tied up, which was fine with me, because I could not wait and see what they could come up with. Instead of tying me up long ways, they had me lay over the side, so that my ass and my head were off the table, then my legs were bound to the table legs, so that I could not move or close them.

I figured that they were going to have sex first, before they would think about me, but I was wrong. I felt something being inserted into my pussy and soon I felt vibrations, getting stronger and stronger, then stopping. Apparently, they had put a remote controlled vibrator, or egg, in my pussy.

I heard Amanda giggling and from the sound of it, giving Tray a blow-job. It is weird laying there, not seeing anything, but hearing those sounds and guessing at what they are. I heard them shuffle closer to me, then my face was straddled by Amanda's pussy, who was still working on her blow-job, from the movements she made and the sounds that came from Tray. As I could feel her built up the pace, the vibrations in me got stronger, so strong that I strained against the table, bucked my hips up and screamed into Amanda's wet cunt. She got off me and soon I heard her grunting, then hands grabbed my breasts and roughly massaged them, pushed them together and tweaked my nipples. Then I felt hot, sticky liquid shooting all over my chest and belly.

It got very quiet, I heard footsteps and a door being opened, then more footsteps and Amanda's giggle. Hands separated my folds and a dick was shoved into me, it was warm, so I knew it was real and not a fake one, but had to rethink that, when I felt a cock pushing against my mouth! Something was off, because I felt balls slapping against me in both places and I knew that Amanda didn't have any.

Finally it was my turn to get off the table and Amanda's to get on. As they took the blindfold off my eyes, I saw what was wrong. There was another guy in the room!

"Carol, meet my boyfriend, Greg!"

Since there were now four of us, we decided not to go on with the table game, but Amanda said that she wanted to sit this one out, I should just have some fun with the guys.

Tray was sitting on the couch, so I went over to him and knelt between his knees, lowering my head down to his balls and began sucking them into my mouth. I felt Greg come up behind me and felt his fingers rubbing my cleft; but that did not deter me from doing what I wanted to to Tray. My lips sucked their way up his shaft and back down, then back up and back down again;, once again at the tip of his head, I drew him into my mouth and sucked on it as I would a lollipop, before going all the way down and letting him glide into my throat. He groaned and so did I from what Greg was doing to my pussy. The vibrations from my groan caused Tray to grab my head and push it further down his shaft, where he exploded into my throat.

Greg sat down on the couch and I did the same to him next, while this time Tray played with my cunt. When we were finished, Greg pulled me up and turned me around, then slid his cock into my ass. I leaned back against him and Tray got between our legs and pushed his hard cock into my pussy. Amanda had gotten out a camera and was video taping everything, but eventually got tired of watching me get fucked in both holes, while she stood by; so she came over, climbed on the couch and got between Tray and myself, offering her pussy to me once again.

Tray had to do most of the work and kind of directed our tempo, he tried to play with Amanda's big boobs, but couldn't hold his balance that way, so he quit. Having two guys in me and a pussy in my face felt amazingly great! There is no feeling like it in the world...but all things have to come to an end, and since we had been at it for hours now, we were all pretty exhausted, not to say sore. After we came for the last time, Amanda suggested that Tray and I spend the night and all four of us retired to the bedroom where we all cuddled up together to get some sleep.

Who knows, we may continue in the morning....