The Internship
written by:
Kay

There was something about her that drove men wild.

She wasn't the prettiest woman in the world. But she was attractive. And striking. With a nice smile, big brown eyes, and long, brown hair.

And she didn't have the type of porn star body that makes men rave. She was short and fit with a small shoulders and a long neck. She had a plump ass and strong thighs and titties that seemed just a bit too large for her small frame.

She was intelligent and witty and confident and professional. She was well-dressed--usually very conservatively. She came across as an over-achiever and a bit of a goody-goody. She'd even gone to a Catholic high school. Yet there was something else there. Something sly and mischievous just beneath the surface.

Or maybe that was just my imagination.

But there was definitely something about her that could make a man drool.

Especially as you spent more time around her.

And I was around her all damn day. Almost every day.

I hadn't hired her just for her looks. Even the most wholesome guy probably has that fantasy from time to time--of bringing in some eye candy when it's time to hire an intern. Or maybe even hiring someone slutty and having a little summer fling.

But the truth is that she was the best candidate. She was at the top of her class with excellent grades at a tough school. She had good work experience. And we needed someone who could actually help out around the office. Not just some intern looking to improve their resume over the summer while they hang out and surf the internet all day.

Besides, like I said, she was the type of woman who grew on you over time. When she came into the interview in her frumpy business suit and with her hair pulled back in a tight ponytail, she just looked like a young Mexican woman with a chip on her shoulder who was eager to impress.

She'd been working there for almost two weeks before I really noticed how attractive she was. I'd already picked up on her intellect. And her work was impressive. And I just liked talking to her.

But those first few days she was burning through her Junior Executive wardrobe. Mostly vintage styled suits that were a tad too boxy and poorly cut--likely things bought off the discount rack on a student's budget.

But at the end of that second week she had to break into her normal wardrobe. And the skirt was just a little too tight. And when she took off her jacket she had on a sleeveless, silky blouse that showed off her slender, fit arms. And for the first time I could notice those perky tits.

Of course, I wasn't the only one who noticed. Damn near every guy in the office seemed to be talking about her. And she always got a second glance from the customers. Maybe it just took me longer because I was the one working with her all the time and I was too concerned about getting her trained.

If anyone in the office had a shot with her, I figured it had to be me. Everyone else was at least twice her age and most were out of shape old guys. Plus, I was the one working with her all day. And we often had to stay late after the office emptied out. But I couldn't figure an angle to ask her on a date. After all, I was her boss. And that violated more company rules than I cared to think about. I thought the best approach to get to know her was to invite her out to a group happy hour. But she politely turned me down.

"I'd love to go," she said. "But I'm only 20. I don't think the company wants to contribute to my delinquency," she added with a wink.

As the summer weeks flew by, I found myself becoming more enchanted with her. But I couldn't figure out a way to do anything about it. There was never any opening. She was mostly serious, but would occasionally drop the professional personality and make a sly or mischievous joke. But she was never flirty. There was no way for me to get to know her outside of work. There was nothing for me to do except feel frustrated. With no way to get to know her better, my thoughts gradually shifted from charm and romance. And they turned to lust.

I started wondering if there was some possibility of a one night stand. I imagined working late one night and somehow ending up in bed. I found myself fantasizing about her after I went home. And then I thought about her while we were at work. Sometimes when we were sitting at the same desk and working on a project.

When she wore a conservative suit, I couldn't stop thinking about undressing her. I wanted to unzip her skirt and pull off her blazer and reveal that tight body--and hopefully some sexy lingerie.

When she dressed more casually, it was even more difficult. I caught myself staring at her hips and ass. If her skirt was too short, I'd ache to touch the bare skin above the top of her stocking. When a thin blouse or sweater hugged her tits, I ached to place my hands on them.

Three weeks before her internship came to an end, the two of us were working on a major project. We stayed late almost every night. We were usually the only ones in the office. I knew that time was running out. And my fantasies were out of control.

But, still, I was powerless to do a thing about it. Most of mind was consumed with the idea of making a big move. I pictured myself kissing her. Lifting her onto my desk and ripping her blouse open. I wanted to stand between her stocking-clad legs, lift her skirt, and fuck her right there on my desk.

But I couldn't bring myself to do it. As much as I wanted the reward, I was frightened of the risk. I could imagine losing my job and being sued for sexual harassment. So I did nothing.

I felt like a ball of nerves. Between the long hours, the expectations of my boss, and the sexual frustration, I was stressed out. And it was starting to show. My temper was short and I started to look and feel disheveled.

After working together all summer, it must have been easy for her to spot the change in demeanor. On a Friday night--two weeks before her last day--we were stuck in the office well past closing. And we were making no progress.

"Why don't we just call it a night?" Kay finally said.

"Maybe you're right," I responded with a sigh.

"You're frustrated and stressed out. You can recharge over the weekend. We could both use a break."

"Yeah," I answered. "I could probably use a drink."

"A drink? I think you should go out and get laid," she said with a laugh.

She was always witty, but it was the boldest statement she'd ever made.

I responded with a sarcastic laugh.

"Yeah, that would be great," I said. "Little chance of that happening."

I thought about adding "unless you're offering," but I didn't have the courage.

"Why's that?" she said. "You're young. Attractive. Successful. I'm sure there are plenty of ladies out there interested in you."

"I do alright," I responded honestly. "But lately I've been working so much that I haven't even gone on a date in months."

"So?" she answered. "You don't have to be dating someone to get laid! Hit the bars!"

"That's easier said than done," I said. "And there's not a high quality women out at bars looking for one night stands."

"You're crazy," Kay responded. "You'd be surprised who has one night stands."

"Are you offering," I finally said, with just enough sarcasm to make it sound like I wasn't serious.

Kay laughed and rolled her big brown eyes.

"I'm not fucking my boss," she said.

"See," I said. "No women are looking for one night stands. I'll just go home and have a drink. Or several. And maybe sleep all weekend."

"You are wound way too tight," she said. "Just go out and have fun."

"No," I said.

I stood up and started gathering my things.

"That's just not really my scene," I added.

She rolled her eyes again.

"It will do you good," she said. "I can see you need it."

"No," I repeated.

"Don't be such a pussy!" she said.

We both laughed.

"Great," I said. "Now I'm getting called a pussy by my 20 year old intern. I'm going home."

I reached to shut my computer off and pick up the necktie I'd discarded on my desk earlier.

"How about just a BJ?" she said.

"What's with you tonight?" I asked. "I've never heard you talk like this."

"I don't know," she answered. "Long week. I'm stressed out, too. And this job is almost over anyway. No reason to keep playing professional."

"Well, I'm glad you're cutting loose a little," I said. "But I don't think there are any women hanging out in bars waiting to give me a BJ, either, Kay."

"That's not what I meant," she said. "I meant how about I give you a blowjob."

I froze and just stood looking down at her. Then I let out a laugh.

"You're joking," I said. "That's how exhausted I am. For a second I thought you were serious. Sorry."

"I wasn't joking," she said quickly.

"Yes you were, Kay. You're just fucking with me."

She reached over and touched my thigh. And then she slid her hand up toward my cock. She looked up with those big eyes. And suddenly she looked very serious.

"I'm not joking," she said.

She ran her hand back and forth between my legs. My cock instantly stirred.

I just stood there staring.

"I'm not joking," she said again. This time there was a hint of lust in her voice. "Sit back down."

I was flabbergasted. But I obeyed.

"You need this," she said. "I want to do it for you. Don't think about it too much. Just relax."

Kay was dressed in black heels, stockings, a black pencil skirt that hugged her body, and a sleeveless white blouse with a black bow at the neck. She dropped to her knees and kept her eyes locked on mine. Then she reached up and untied the bow. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse until I could see her cleavage and then the lacy, floral pattern on her ivory colored bra.

"You like?" she asked seductively.

I just nodded.

She leaned forward to I could get a better look at her smooth cleavage. Then she ran her hand slowly up my thigh until it found my quickly stiffening cock. Her eyes widened and she flashed a mischievous smile.

"That feels nice and big," she said. "I always figured you have a big cock."

I didn't know how to respond. I was amazed that she'd ever spent time thinking about my cock. Even if it was just a line meant to excite me, it was working.

"You want to see?" I asked.

She bit her lower lip like a shy school girl and nodded slowly.

I quickly went to grab my belt.

"No," she said, and quickly placed her hands over mine. "Let me. You just relax."

She slowly unfastened my belt and then the top button on my slacks. Finally she grabbed the zipper and pulled it down slowly, like she was unleashing a wild animal. I lifted my hips and she tugged my pants down slowly and my shorts with them.

"OH MY!," she said enthusiastically. "You've got such a nice, big dick. May I?" she asked.

I nodded enthusiastically as she reached for my now fully erect cock. She wrapped her slender fingers around the base and gave it a gentle tug.

"It's so thick, too. I bet you impress the ladies with that," she said.

I'd never had any complaints from the ladies. But the truth was that I'd been so busy with work that it had been months since I'd gotten any action. Just having Kay's hand wrapped around the shaft was enough to make me think about popping.

She pulled my chair closer until my dick hovered inches from her lips. And then she stuck out her pink tongue and gave it a long lick from base to tip. She dropped back down and slid her tongue up the left side and then the right. My cock was glistening with her saliva in the dim office light.

Kay wrapped her hand tight around the base and rubbed my cock over her titties. Every muscle in my body was tense. I was aching to be inside her. I needed release.

She slid her hand up and down the shaft.

"You want me to suck it?" she teased.

I just nodded.

"You want me to suck this big cock?" she asked.

"Yes," I panted.

"Tell me," she commanded.

"I want you to suck it," I groaned.

"Suck what?" she teased.

"Suck my cock," I blurted. "I want you to suck my big cock."

I lifted my hips and moved my cock toward her lips. She put her hands on my thighs and firmly pushed me back down.

And then she started sucking my cock.

Kay wrapped her fat lips tight around the head. Then she looked at me with those big brown eyes and batted her eyelashes. Then she wrapped her hand around the base of my prick and squeezed while she slowly worked my dick into her mouth.

I was aching for her to go faster. But she was tantalizingly slow. She worked her way back up my cock and released it from her lips with a "popping" sound.

"Mmmm," she moaned like a porn star. "That's nice."

I reached a hand behind her head and pulled her back to my cock. But she quickly batted my hand away.

"Just relax," she said again. "Let me."

I sat back in the chair. Kay leaned forward. She stuck out her slick, pink tongue and started wrapping it around the head of my swollen prick.

I gasped from her touch.

She kept her big brown eyes lock on me. And then she started corkscrewing her mouth down my shaft. She pulled back and made another popping sound as she released my cock again. And then went to work bobbing up and down my pole.

The sensation was incredible.

I tried to think of anything else so I wouldn't cum to fast. I wanted it to last. But I couldn't take my eyes off her. They darted between her eyes, my cock sliding in and out of her lips, and the way her tits bounced gently in her bra. She seemed to follow my gaze.

"You like?" she asked again.

"I want to see them," I grunted.

"Not yet," she said. She moved to take my cock in her lips again, but I quickly placed a hand on her head.

"Now," I commanded. "Show me your titties."

She flashed a wicked smile--apparently amused by my request.

And then she grabbed the cups of her bra and pulled them down to expose her tits.

They were perfect. Nicely shaped and perky with hard, brown nipples. She gave them a little shake and winked at me.

"You happy?" she asked.

I told her that I was.

"Good," she said. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to finish sucking that cock."

I assured her that I didn't mind at all.

She wrapped her hand tightly around the base and guided the head back between her lips.

This time she worked fast. She rapidly went up and down my pole. Her titties swayed and jerked as she went up and down. Again, I wanted to focus on anything else just to make it last longer. But I was powerless. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

She knew just how to please. Including throwing in enough moans and groans to make the best porn star jealous.

"I LOVE sucking cock," she said with a loud moan. "Sucking cock makes me SO WET."

I wanted to find out just how wet I was making her. But I wasn't about to move and end the blowjob. All I could think about it how good it was going to feel to cream down her throat.

She kept squeezing and releasing the base of my shaft--treating it like a stress ball. At the same time she attacked the sensitive parts of my cock with her tongue. I groaned loudly.

"I'm going to burst!" I gasped.

She started pumping my cock with her hand. She sucked on the head until my breath was coming in quick, short bursts.

"I'm going to cum," I said.

She pulled her mouth away.

"Where do you want it?" she asked.

I looked at her quizzically.

"In my mouth? Or do you want to cum all over these titties?"

I was aching to feel her lips wrapped tight around me as I blew my load. But I couldn't pass up an offer like that.

"Let me cum on your titties," I said.

She gave my cock a final lick. Then she jacked me off hard. I gasped. I groaned. And then I erupted.

Gobs of hot jizz spilled across her nice, round curves. It ran over her nipples. I kept crying out as I let go of every last drop.

When I was finished, Kay just smiled. Then she ran her fingers through my cum and brought it to her lips.

"See," she said with a wink. "You needed that."

She wiped up and devoured every drop of my sticky cum before pulling up the cups on her bra.

I reached out quickly to touch her left breast.

"Don't do that," I said. "Let me do something for you."

She shook her head.

"I told you," she said. "I'm not the girl who fucks the boss."

Her logic didn't make a lot of sense to me, but I wasn't about to argue and upset her after what had just happened.

"OK," I said dejectedly as I pulled up my pants and zipped up.

She buttoned her blouse, stood up, and pulled her jacket off a chair.

I couldn't just let her leave without taking another shot.

"Are you sure?" I asked, hopefully. "We can do whatever you want."

She shook her head again.

"It's not a good idea. That was just for you. You needed it."

She gathered her things.

"Wait," I said. "Just tell me one thing. Did you really get wet from that, or were saying it for my benefit?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" she said with a wink.

"I would," I said.

She paused as if she was thinking about something. Or maybe she just saw something in my eyes that let her know it wasn't just a line. That I needed to know.

She walked back over to me and took my hand in her. Then she slid it up her stocking clad leg, beneath her skirt, and right to the crotch of her lacy panties. They were drenched.

"I don't just say things," she said. "I was very serious."

Then she leaned down and gave me a kiss on the lips. Not a passionate kiss. Just a peck.

"I had fun," she said.

And then she turned and left.

I just sat there. A long time passed.

She was right. My stress was gone. I needed that.

***********************************

Monday morning was business as usual. Kay came in in one of her business suits that didn't do much for her tight little figure. And she didn't mention anything that had happened just a couple of days earlier.

Of course I didn't expect her to walk in and say "So, that was a great BJ I gave you, right?"

But I thought there might be something. A wink or playful allusion. Or maybe just a little bit of flirting. But there was nothing.

My feelings weren't hurt. I'd had all weekend to think about what had happened and I didn't think it would lead anywhere. But I couldn't prevent myself from wanting more. She'd unveiled a side of her I never expected to exist. Sure, I'd fantasized about her. But I expected her to be somewhat prim and proper. I'd never imagined such an ability to arouse and tease. Or to be so dirty. It made me curious about her. And not just sexually. I had been impressed by her intelligence and wit all summer. And now I just wanted to know more about what made her tick.

The work day passed like any other. Before long we were absorbed in our project. Work was enough of a distraction to keep me from thinking about her too much. But as people started to leave for the evening and the two of us were the only ones left, once again I found myself thinking about her.

"Why don't we get out of here and get some dinner?" I said.

"Sure," she responded. "I'm at a stopping point. I'd love to go home and eat."

I paused.

"Um...I meant together," I said.

"Oh," she said.

We were both quiet for a minute.

"Look, it's not that I don't like you..." she started.

"Just not like that," I interrupted.

"It's not that," she said quickly. "I'm just not in a place in life where I'm interested in a relationship. Certainly not with someone at work."

"It's just dinner," I said. "That's all I was asking."

"And you're not hoping it goes somewhere else?" Kay asked. "Be honest."

I didn't speak for a minute.

"You're right," I said. "I am. But it's not like you'll be working here for long."

"I know," she answered. "But I'm still just not into dating. It's not you. It's just not something I want. I'm young. I'm in school. I don't want the extra obligation. I just want my freedom."

"I understand," I said, dejectedly.

"Don't take it like that," she said.

"It's OK," I said.

"You seem sad," she said.

"It's just a little bit," I answered. "No big deal."

She came over and put her hand on my thigh. Then she reached for the top button on her suit coat.

"How about another blow job?"

I pushed her hand away.

"No," I said. "That's not what I was going for."

"I know," she said. "But still..."

She slid her hand back up my leg. I pushed it away a second time.

"It's OK," I said.

"OK," she said. And then added "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

***********************************

I dreaded Tuesday. I thought it would be awkward. Fortunately, Kay wasn't going to let that happen.

"Let's get dinner after work today," she suggested. "i was being stupid yesterday for no reason."

I quickly agreed.

I thought the day might drag, but it actually moved quickly. We were slammed with work and concerned with our deadline.

We stayed at work late again. And after that the two of us went to dinner. She insisted on splitting the check.

It was nice. We didn't flirt. But all the awkwardness between us had dissipated.

We ended up working late and getting dinner together every night that week.

The next week was to be the end of Kay's internship. Again, we worked late the first four days and got dinner together every night.

On Friday, we gave our presentation to management and everyone was impressed. Not just with me--they were also impressed in Kay's contribution. Especially for an intern.

After she was finished the big boss suggested she take the rest of the day off since it was her last day. She had an exit interview with human resources and signed some forms. Then she swung back by my desk to say goodbye.

"You're out of here?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said.

"I guess we won't be getting our last dinner tonight."

"It seems silly to break with tradition on my last day, " she said. "But, my friend is throwing a party tonight. And I can't skip it."

"No, I understand," I said, truthfully. "Go out and have fun with your friends."

"I thought I'd invite you to come with me," she said.

"A college party?" I asked skeptically.

"There will be college people there," she said. "But there will be some people in their twenties. You should come."

"OK," I agreed. "Can I pick you up somewhere after work? I need to go home and change."

She took a look at me in my charcoal suit, white shirt, and skinny tie.

"Don't," she said. "You'll be totally overdressed. But you look sharp. I like it."

She decided to go run some errands and swing back by at the end of the day to meet me.

At the end of the day I found her waiting out front.

"Do you mind driving?" she asked. "We just need to swing by my place so I can change."

She was wearing one of her more form fitting outfits--a tight gray skirt and matching jacket with a thin, silky red blouse with a deep-V neckline. She looked great and I told her so. But she still insisted on changing.

She gave me directions to her house. She was renting a little place with a friend. There were a couple of cars in the driveway when we pulled in.

"Just a warning," she said seriously as I parked. "My life is...well, maybe not what you'd expect from work. It's a little different. I usually try to keep the work world and the rest of my life very separate. But I think you're cool. It just might be...different than you'd expect."

I had no idea what to think. Was I about to enter into some weird alternative lifestyle? But I wasn't turning back. I already knew from our sexual encounter that Kay wasn't what I expected. And I was curious enough to find out more.

It didn't take long.

I followed her up the front steps and onto the porch. I could hear loud music playing inside. It sounded like Massive Attack or some other trip-hop band. She swung the door open and I immediately heard a high-pitched squealing and moan.

"Oh fuck yes. Fuck me. Fuck me!" a woman cried out.

"Oh shit!" Kay cried out.

Bent over the couch was voluptuous blonde. Her head was down and her big titties were bouncing wildly. Behind her was a muscular guy covered in tattoos standing completely naked and pounding his dick into her doggie style. They didn't even notice us for a moment. He just kept burying his cock in her. He had a look of intense concentration on his face until he looked up and saw us watching.

"Oh!" he shouted and jumped back.

He rushed to cover his massive hard on. Then the girl looked up and made a shocked sound, too.

"Kay!" she shouted.

She stood up and tried to cover her big tits. She found a blanket on the side of nearby chair and wrapped up.

"Sorry to interrupt," Kay said.

"No. It's our fault," the girl said. "You haven't been home this early in weeks. We didn't know you'd be here."

The guy picked up some jeans off the floor and pulled them up quickly.

"Well, this is awkward," Kay said. Then she introduced me to her roommate, Lacy, and her boyfriend.

"And it's about to get more awkward," she said. "I'm going to leave the three of you alone while I go change quickly for the party."

It was definitely awkward as hell. We made small talk. I learned that they were going to the party, too.

Despite the strangeness of the situation, I couldn't help but be a little aroused. I hadn't walked in on other people fucking since college. And even then it had usually only been for a brief few seconds. And everyone was usually drunk. I hadn't been standing stone-cold sober watching a woman get nailed for close to a minute.

And now I was sitting in a room with her. Her curvy body was still mostly exposed--her tits only half-covered by the blanket. As the conversation stalled, all I could think about was the pounding she was taking from her man. She oozed raw sensuality. I could feel myself getting aroused the longer we sat there.

Fortunately, Kay came back out. And instantly I forgot all about her roommate.

She still had on the low cut, silky red blouse. But her conservative, professional skirt had been replaced by a tight, black leather mini-skirt. Instead of nude stocking, she was now wearing black with tall black heels. And she had on a white cardigan and white pearls that seemed to give the whole outfit a good-girl-gone-bad feel. Her long dark hair was styled up. She was fucking gorgeous.

"Shall we go?" she asked.

I nodded and wasted no time getting out of the chair. I followed her out the front door and we closed it behind us. She spun around and looked at me.

"Sorry about my roommate," she said. "They can be crazy and obnoxious. All they do is fight and fuck."

I assured her it wasn't a problem.

"What do you think?" she asked. "Still think I shouldn't have changed?"

"You look great," I said.

She smiled. Then she surprised me by leaning close and pressing her lips firmly against mine.

"I"m glad you came," she said. "I promise it won't be too painful. We're going to have fun."

We stopped off for dinner and I felt like every man in the room was looking at her. She was the hottest woman in the restaurant. It wasn't even close.

We went from dinner to the party. It was at another small rental home. When we went in there was music playing. Something slow and sexy with a dance beat. And the air was thick with pot smoke. I was probably the oldest person in the room--and definitely the only in a suit. Though a few stylish hipsters had on ties and vests. Most of the people appeared to be college aged. Maybe a few were in grad school. Hardly anyone looked to be older than 25. Everyone seemed stylish and cool. Most of them were attractive. It had the feel of some intellectual gathering from a film.

We grabbed glassed of wine and made the rounds talking to people. Kay introduced me to people. In most cases, I instantly forgot their names. I got to meet Lacy and her boyfriend again--this time with their clothes on. Some of the women were incredibly attractive, though none could take my attention away from Kay. We continued to drink and circle and talk. A few people were dancing drunkenly. But mostly it was low key. People were just gathered in groups and chatting.

After a few hours and at least 4 drinks each, Kay and I ended up out back on a cozy back porch that had been enclosed and converted to a sun room. It was lit by candles. The same music was playing outside. There were seven or eight of us sitting around talking. Kay's friend Mona--the girl throwing the party--was with us. She was a stunning natural redhead with a bit of a goth look. She wore lots of eyeliner, had pale skin, and was dressed in a little silky black dress that buttoned up the front and barely came past her ass. She also had on fishnets and school girl shoes.

And then there was Johnny. Kay was seated on the center of a couch with me on the left and Johnny on the right. And he was sitting very close. The two of them kept laughing and whispering to one another. It was obvious they were close. He was wearing a skinny tie and tight pants and had shaggy hair and the looks of a model. I couldn't help feeling jealous the more they talked. And the alcohol wasn't do much to help.

I tried to focus on other people in the room and join conversations and keep calm. But my eyes kept going back to the two of them. As midnight passed and the crowd thinned out, Johnny announced he felt like dancing. He jumped up and pulled Kay with them. While I watched from the couch, the two of them started dancing slowly to the seductive beat. He wasn't shy. His hands slid all over her body before finally resting with a tight grip on her ass. And Kay was smiling as it happened.

They danced for two songs. I tried to be cool about it. But I felt rotten. I kept talking to Mona and a young blond girl who had stayed out on the porch.

When Kay came back to the couch, Johnny stayed up to dance. He pulled both of the other women up to join him. I leaned closely to Kay.

"This is getting a little weird," I said. "And I've had a lot to drink. Maybe I should just take off."

She responded by snuggling up close to me. She ran her hand along my thigh and put her lips to my ear.

"Don't go," she whispered.

"I don't know..." I started to say.

"Stay," she commanded. "My pussy is yours tonight."

It took me a second to realize what she'd said. I immediately sat back and relaxed.

She leaned across my body and planted her lips on mine. I reached around and gripped her ass the way Johnny just had. I looked to see if he noticed while Kay slid her tongue into my mouth. But he was distracted with the other women.

Kay stood up, swung a leg over mine, and straddled me. She put a hand on either side of my face and we started making out. She started rocking back and forth--grinding her pussy into my crotch.

"I can feel you getting hard," she whispered. "I wanna suck it again."

"Is that all you want?" I asked.

"I promise that's not all you're getting tonight," she said.

I smiled.

"Well then let's get out of here," I said.

"Why's that?" she asked.

Kay slid off my lap and dropped to her knees on the floor. I was stunned. For a second I thought she was just teasing. But then she went for my zipper.

My head was spinning. I couldn't decide if I should stop her or just let things happen. Nobody in the room had noticed us yet, but it wouldn't take long for them to glance our way.

Before I could decide anything, Kay had my slacks unzipped and she was fishing around inside for my quickly growing cock.

She wrapped her hand around my dick and pulled it out.

"Looks like it's a little shy," she said, looking at my half-erection. "Maybe I can help out."

She took my prick in her hand and started circling the head with her tongue. I glanced up and saw that everyone in the room was now looking in our direction.

But Kay didn't seem to notice. If she did, she certainly didn't care. Or maybe she liked it.

She took more of my cock between her lips. It was almost fully erect.

A few feet away, Johnny was no longer paying attention to Mona or the blond woman. They didn't seem to care. They just kept dancing with each other. But Johnny watched Kay suck on my pipe. And he started rubbing himself through his trousers.

I was a little disturbed by what was happening, but I wasn't about to stop Kay. She tugged at the base of my cock and continued working her tongue around the head.

My eyes darted from Kay's lips to the the crowd of people in the room. Johnny had an obvious hard on. He was trying to keep his hands off, but every few seconds he'd go back to rubbing it. It was almost involuntary.

The dancing had become more sensual between the two women. The blonde was wearing a sleeveless, navy cotton dress with a zipper up the front. It was so short that only a college girl would dare to wear it. And Mona's hands were up underneath the dress and on the blonde's ass. Blondie had a hand on one of Mona's huge tits. As I watched, the blonde kissed Mona. Their tongues twisted together.

Kay continued polishing my bone. But I could barely focus. Mona noticed Johnny fondling himself through his pants.

"You OK there?" she asked. "You jealous? Need some lips on that?"

Johnny should his head.

"That's not what I want," he replied.

Johnny stepped toward Kay. He dropped to his knees, grabbed her hips, and started rubbing crotch against her ass.

She took her lips off my cock and looked back.

"Mmmm," she said. "I like that."

"I'd bet you'd like it in you," he said.

She winked at him.

"You read my mind," she said.

She turned back to me. I didn't know what to think. I was jealous, surprised, and turned on at the same time. She put the tip of her tongue at the base of cock and licked up to the tip.

"I love your cock," she said to me.

She slipped her lips back over the tip and twisted her head back and forth. Her tongue teased and caressed the head.

Johnny unfastened his belt and pants. He dropped them around his thighs. He wasn't wearing underwear.

I couldn't help but compare his cock to my own. It was long and slender. Definitely above average, but I had him beat.

The two girls sat down on the other sofa. Mona leaned back and the blonde straddled her. She started opening the buttons on Mona's dress.

Johnny put a hand beneath Kay's skirt. I could tell he'd put a finger in her pussy when she moaned--despite having her mouth filled with my cock.

"You're wet and ready," he said.

Kay just moaned again with my cock still down her throat.

He worked her tight skirt up enough to expose the bare skin above her stockings and silky red garter straps holding them up. He got up close behind her. Then he buried his cock.

Again, I felt jealous. But I wasn't about to stop anything that was happening. I probably couldn't have stopped it even if I tried.

He started fucking her slowly. She pulled her lips off my cock again.

"Oh, YES," she panted. She wrapped her hand around my wet pole and gave it a few strokes, then put her lips back over it.

On the other couch, Mona's dress was half open. Blondie had pulled down the lacy cups of Mona's bra--exposing two creamy, luscious titties. She flicked at a hard pink nipple with her tongue. Mona had pulled down the zipper on Blondie's dress and was rubbing her tits through her thin, flimsy, blue satin bra.

Johnny started fucking Kay harder. She pulled her mouth away from my cock again and started stroking it, but she was obviously distracted. She alternated between kissing the head and turning back to encourage Johnny to fuck her harder.

Mona started whining loudly on the other couch. I looked over and saw the blonde had a hand under Mona's dress. She was finger-fucking her. She went faster and faster as Mona neared orgasm. When she got there she cried out loudly. Her body shook. I was hypnotized by her big titties vibrating.

"Thank you," Mona said to her friend. "That was so good. What do you want?"

"I want to be fucked," the blonde responded.

"Roll over," Mona instructed.

The blonde shook her head.

"I want COCK," she said emphatically.

She looked in my direction.

"How about it, Suit?" she asked.

I still didn't know her name. And she obviously didn't know mine either.

"You wanna fuck?" she asked me.

I glanced down at Kay. She still had a hand on my shaft, but it wasn't moving. She was moaning loudly. I knew Johnny was about to get her off. She smiled at me and just nodded.

I took it as encouragement.

Blondie got off the couch and walked over to me. She was tall and lean with small breasts and sharp features. Her blonde hair was pale and came to her shoulders.

She stood in front of me and I ran a hand up her long, muscular legs. I went under her dress and rubbed her ass through her thin, silky panties.

With my other hand, I pulled the zipper on her dress down to her naval. Her little bra clasped in the front. I unsnapped it and her perky little tits sprung free. She wrapped an arm around my head and pulled my face to her nipple. I sucked the pink nub until it was rock hard.

I reached to take off my tie. She placed her hand over mine.

"No," she said. "Fuck me with your suit on."

"What are you going to wear?" I asked.

She pushed her dress off her shoulders and it fell in a pile around her spiked heels. She tossed her bra next to me on the couch. I put my hand on her hips and pushed her little blue panties down enough for gravity to take over. She stepped out of them and stood in front of me wearing nothing but her heels. Hes pussy was completely shaved and glistening with dampness.

"Satisfied?" she asked.

I nodded.

"When's the last time you had that cock inside an 18 year old's pussy?"

I'd been out of college for just over eight years. It had been at least that long. Probably longer. But I didn't bother answering. I wrapped my legs around her thighs and pulled her forward. She straddled me on her knees. I sat up so she could wrap those long legs around my back. And then she sat down on my aching cock.

Kay was still fully dressed with her skirt pushed up. She had her hands and knees on the floor. She smiled at me and closed her eyes. Johnny plowed his cock into her as the blond teenager started sliding her cunt up and down my shaft.

Mona just leaned back on the other couch. She fondled her own tits and pussy and watched everyone fuck.

Kay started bucking her hips and groaning loudly. She pushed her hips back to take every inch of Johnny's cock. His forehead was dripping sweat as he gave it to her faster. She moaned softly and started to quiver.

"Yes," she said. "Yes."

I watched her cum from fucking Johnny. Immediately, I was jealous again.

I gripped Blondie's tight ass and stood up with her on my cock. And then I dumped her on her back on the couch with me on top. I lifted her legs on my shoulders, gripped her thighs, and started jerking her on my cock. The room was filled with the sound of our flesh slapping as I pounded into her. She twisted and played with own nipples. Quickly, I brought her right to the edge. And then she went over. She cried out loudly.

"'Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she kept crying while she came.

I looked on the floor to see Kay's reaction, but she was no longer down there. Mona was looking up at me. Her big titties swung wildly while Johnny fucked her like a dog.

Now Kay was on the couch taking it all in.

She didn't touch herself at all. She just relaxed and watched.

"You need some more?" I asked her.

Blondie quickly wrapped her arms around my neck.

"You're not going anywhere," she said. "We're not finished."

Kay flashed a wicked smile.

"Later," she mouth without making a sound.

"Fuck me hard," the blonde pleaded beneath me.

I slammed into her tight little cunt. She took her legs of my shoulders and wrapped them around my waist. She locked her ankles.

"Fuck me," she kept begging.

I drove harder as Johnny brought Mona to orgasm on the floor.

Johnny pulled his cock out and started jerking it as he watched me fuck the blonde.

Kay got on the floor and kissed Mona. Then she wrapped her hands around Johnny's cock and started stroking it for him. He grunted and moaned. And then he popped. His jizz splashed onto the carpet.

"Make me cum," Blondie pleaded beneath me. "I'm so close."

I found another gear and drove into her with all I had. I felt her pussy start to clench a second time. And then she erupted.

I pulled out and gave me cock a few firm tugs. I was dying to spray my load all over her. But Mona came over and pulled me away. She took me to the other couch and I sat next to Kay.

"I need a drink," I heard Johnny say as he zipped up and stumbled out of the room.

Blondie--still wearing her heels--came over and dropped to her knees in front of Kay. Her head quickly disappeared under Kay's skirt.

Mona dropped down in front of me. She coaxed me to the edge of the couch. And then she squeezed her big tits together on either side of my wet cock.

She started bouncing them up and down. The sensation was incredible.

Sitting next to me, Kay was starting to squirm. The blonde was eating her pussy while I titty-fucked Mona.

It didn't take long for either of us. I wanted to enjoy the sensation, but all the sights and sounds were too much. I felt a tingle in my knees. And then my cock spasms and my cum splashed all over Mona's breasts.

Kay grabbed my hand and squeezed tightly as I came. And then she was cumming, too.

The two of us leaned back to catch our breath.

"Let's get out of here," she whispered in my ear.

We were both fully dressed, so it didn't take long to get away. Mona and Blondie were making out again. Johnny came back in with a bottle of whiskey in hand. I had a feeling their night was just getting started.

I wasn't sure where my night was heading.

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"Was that all planned?" I asked Kay as we drove away.

"No," she said. "I organize and plan for school and work. When I have fun, I just let things happen."

"Did you know that would happen?" I asked her.

"No," she answered. "Like I said, I just let things happen. It's not the first time I've done something similar. The mood just caught me. I just let things happen."

We drove a bit farther in silence.

"So have you fucked all those people before?" I finally asked.

"I'm not listing all the people I've fucked," she responded. "It's not really any of your business. Or anyone else's."

"I didn't mean it like that," I quickly apologized. "Sorry. I was just curious."

"I've fucked my share of people," she said. "Are you OK with that? Did you have fun?"

"Yes," I admitted. "Yes to both questions."

"Good," she said.

She put a hand on my thigh and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"Because I plan on adding you to the list," she said. "Are you OK with that?"

"Definitely," I answered quickly.

We pulled into her driveway and she leaned over and kissed me. Her tongue slid into my mouth.

"Take me inside and fuck me," she said.

We rushed up the stairs and onto the porch. Kay went to put her keys in the door and I grabbed her, spun her around, and pressed her body against the wall. I leaned in and kissed her forcefully. I ran a hand up her inner thigh and grazed her soaking wet panties.

"MMMMM," she moaned.

"You gonna fuck me like you did Jen?" she asked.

"Who?" I responded.

She laughed.

"The blonde teenager you were fucking an hour ago. You didn't know her name?"

I shook my head negatively.

She laughed again.

"That's kind of hot," she said.

We kissed again. I pushed the gusset of her panties aside and slid a finger in tight, wet cunt.

"I liked what you were doing to her. It turned me on," she said. "And made me a little jealous," she added.

"I was jealous watching that guy fuck you," I responded.

"Don't be," she said. "I wasn't even trying," she said with a wink. "I just let him do all the work. I had to save my energy for you. I hope you're not all worn out."

I leaned my body into her so she could feel my hard cock.

She smiled.

"I'm not worn out at all," I insisted.

I started to kiss her again, but then the front door swung open.

Lacy stood there looking out at us. She was dressed in tight, faded jeans and a gauzy white button down shirt.

"Oh, sorry," she said. "I heard keys and then the door never opened. I thought you were having a problem."

"No problems here," Kay said. "Where's your man?"

"Guess," Lacy said as she spun around and walked back inside. Kay and I followed.

"Fight?" Kay asked.

"Of course," Lacy responded.

She flopped down on the couch. Kay went over to her and threw arm around her shoulder.

"Oh, I'm sorry, sweetie," she said. "How are you doing? I don't know why you put up with that jerk."

"Because he's a fucking force of nature in the sack," Lacy said. She laughed sarcastically. "When he's around. Guess I'm breaking out the power tools tonight," she said.

I stood watching the scene unfold. My prick was aching for release. And now it seemed I'd be stuck watching girl talk for a while before I had a chance of betting Kay in bed.

"You don't have to," Kay suggested. "You know I tell you my door is always open."

Lacy flashed a half-hearted smile.

"Nice of you to offer, but you know that's not my thing," she said.

"I know," Kay said. "I'm just saying. The offer is always there...."

Lacy gave Kay a hug.

"I'm pretty sure you just keep saying it because I keep turning you down," Lacy said. "You're not used to getting rejected. Now you are just drawn to the mystery."

Kay laughed.

"You're probably half-right," Kay said.

"Yeah? And what's the other half?" Lacy asked.

"That you're fucking hot, of course!" Kay said.

Lacy smiled and laughed. Her mood seemed slightly lifted.

"You feel better now?" Kay asked.

Lacy nodded.

"Cool," Kay said. "We're going to go fuck," she said with a nod in my direction.

"Do you have to rub it in?" Lacy asked, jokingly. "I better find some earplugs or turn the TV up louder."

"You want me to send him to your room when I'm finished?" Kay asked.

"You better not make an offer you'll regret," Lacy said with a wink at me.

"You know that I'm serious," Kay said.

"Yeah," Lacy said. "But we've lived together long enough to me to know there won't be anything left when you're done with him."

Kay got off the couch and came over to me. She grabbed my hand and looked back at Lacy.

"I'd tell you not to hype it up so much or he's going to be let down. But we both know that's not true," she said with a laugh.

Kay tugged me down a short hall to her bedroom. I pushed her up against the door and leaned into her again. My hand quickly found its way back under her skirt and into her pussy. She moaned and squirmed as I worked two fingers into her.

"You've been so patient tonight," she said. "Such a good sport. What do you want to do to me? I'm completely yours."

I twisted the knob on the door and we stumbled into the bedroom. She started pushing me toward the bed. I sat down and, once again, she dropped on her knees and went for my fly.

"No," I said. I pushed her away. "That's not what I want."

"What do you want?" she asked.

"I want you to strip," I said.

She smiled wickedly.

"Shouldn't I turn on some music?"

I nodded.

She put on something slow and sexy with a lot of bass. Then she stood in front of me and slowly swayed her hips.

"Do you want to tell me what to do?" she asked. "Or should I improvise?"

"Take that off," I said and pointed at the white cardigan.

She tossed it on a chair, showing off her sexy, muscular arms.

"Your blouse," I said.

Her sexy hips rocked back and forth with the beat as she pulled the blouse out from her skirt.

"Unbutton it," I commanded.

She kept dancing slowly as she opened the top button on the blouse. And then the next. She spun around so her back was to me. Then turned to face me again. The third and fourth button were open. She finished with the buttons and the silky garment dangled open. Her bra was lacy and red. I could see her nipples through it. She took the blouse all the way off and tossed it in my direction. It smelled of her perfume.

"What's next?" she asked.

"The skirt," I said.

She turned around and playfully shook her plump little ass. She backed it toward me. I grabbed the zipper on the back and pulled it down. And then Kay bent over to touch her toes. She wiggled her hot ass until the skirt started sliding down her taut thighs. She had on little red panties that barely covered her soft ass cheeks. She was also wearing a matching red garter belt that was attached to the top of her black stockings.

"Panties, too," I commanded.

Kay stood back up to hook her thumbs in the waistband, and then slowly bent back over as she pulled her panties down to her ankles. Her ass was right in my face. And I could smell the musk of her hairy little pussy.

She spun back around to face me.

"This too," she said with a hand on her bra strap.

I nodded. She reached around her back and unclasped the bra. And then quickly got out of it, spilling her great tits out just inches from my face.

"What next?" she asked.

I looked at her in the heels, stockings, and garter belt. I didn't want her to remove another stitch.

I wrapped my hand around her waist and pulled her into my laps. I buried my face in her titties and took my time tasting each of her nipples. She moaned and writhed from my touch.

I flipped her onto her back.

"Are you gonna fuck me now?" she asked.

"I don't think you're ready," I said.

She put a hand between her own leg and then brought her wet fingers to my lips. I licked them.

"Are you sure?" she asked. "I think I'm ready."

"Maybe so," I said.

I pulled the knot on my tie and took it off. Then I grabbed one of her arms and pulled it above her head.

"Give me the other one," I said.

She leaned back on her back and lifted both of her arms above her head. Her body looked like a work of art. I kissed her nipples again. And then her lips. And then I took my tie and bound her wrists together around a wrought iron headboard post.

"I think you still need to be teased," I said.

"You're in charge," she responded with a smile.

I slid a finger back into her hot cunt. And then a second. My thumb rubbed and teased her clit. I worked my hand in and out and sucked on her erect, brown nipples. Kay's hips rocked and bucked and she begged me not to top.

"Make me cum," she demanded.

And I fucked her harder with my fingers. She squealed loudly and thrashed about. And in a matter of seconds she was ready to cum. I bit at her nipples and worked a third finger inside her. She bucked. And then she exploded. For the first time, I was finally making Kay cum. And it was just as hot and exciting as anything I'd ever imagined.

I rapidly stripped out of my clothes. I tossed my shirt and t-shirt on the floor. I kicked of my shoes and socks. I pulled down my pants and dropped them on the floor, too. And then I spread Kay's legs and rubbed the head of my swollen cock up and down her wet gash.

"Fuck me, now," she pleaded. "Fuck me like I'm yours."

I rolled to the side and stood up.

"I'm not sure," I said. "Maybe you need to be teased a bit more. Show a bit more patience."

"Oh yeah," she said. "What are you going to do?"

"See if Lacy wants to join us," I answered.

"She won't," she said.

"We'll see," I responded.

I opened the door and stepped into the hall. Still bound to the bed, Kay didn't have the option of following me.

I strolled into the living room completely naked. Lacy was still on the couch watching some movie on TV. I cleared my throat and she looked over.

"Oh my!" she exclaimed. "Um...did you think I'd gone to bed?"

She tossed a blanket at me--the same one she'd covered up with earlier.

"You want to cover up?" she asked.

I caught the blanket and then dropped it on the floor.

"No," I said. "I want to know if you still want to get fucked tonight?"

I watched her eyes wander my body. She went from my chest to my thick, erect cock.

"What's Kay doing?" she asked. "Did she pass out or something?"

"No. She's tied to the bed."

"And you came out her to fuck me?" she asked.

"She's made me wait all night," I responded. "For weeks, really. She can wait a little bit longer."

I stepped closer to Lacy. My cock was inches from her face.

"That's nice," she said. Her voice had taken on a lusty tone.

I reached out and took her hand. She stood up. I kissed her. Her curvy body pressed into mine. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra. And I was aching to get my hands on those big titties.

We moved back to the bedroom. Kay was still there. Still tied to the bed in her stocking and heels. Lacy's eyes widened at the sight.

"This is a little bizarre," she said.

I pulled her close to me again. My hard cock pressed against her soft stomach.

"I want to be inside you," I whispered.

Kay didn't say a word. She watched as Lacy and I stood close to each other and started to kiss. It was slow at first. But I was quickly overcome with lust. I pressed my hard cock into her stomach. She ran her fingers over my arms and chest.

I went for the buttons on her thin, white top. I was eager to see her tits again. I got the first few opened as she nibbled on my bottom lip. And then I got my hands on them. Her pale skin was soft. Her tits were firm and heavy. She had huge, pink nipples. Both were erect. I leaned forward and kissed the top of her breasts. I worked my way to the nipples. I licked at them.

"Use your teeth," she said.

I pulled a nipple into my mouth and tugged at it gently with my teeth. I pinched the other one.

"Yes," she whispered.

Any shyness about the bizarre situation seemed to be forgotten. I cupped her soft ass and squeezed roughly as bit each of her nipples. She threw her head back and squealed with delight.

"I need you in me," she said. "Fuck me now."

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I think you saw what I like," she responded.

There was an arm chair in the corner of the room. I pulled it out to the foot of the bed. Then I grabbed Lacy and bent her over the back. She was facing Kay's spread legs and hairy pussy.

I reached around her small waist and popped the button on her tight jeans. Then I gave them a rough tug.

Lacy was wearing a little leopard print thong. Her creamy, white ass cheeks were pointed up. I dropped to my knees behind her and pulled her jeans and panties down to mid-thigh. I stuck my face in her dripping wet twat. I licked her from clit to asshole.

"Just fuck me!" she pleaded.

I stood up and slapped my big cock on her ass. I ran it down her crack. I spread her gash open with two fingers. I stuck the head of my cock in slowly.

She moaned as I slid my whole cock inside her hot, wet snatch.

"Your big," she said. "Do you know how to use it?"

I slapped her ass hard and she let out a little hip. I twirled one hand in her long, blond hair. I reached the other arm around her waist. Her titties dangled from her open top. I pulled out and then slammed my cock back into her. Her tits bounced violently and she let out another whimper.

Kay looked like she was in a trance. She couldn't take her eyes off of us.

Lacy's pussy felt like heaven wrapped around my poll. I started driving into her with slow, hard strokes. Each time I slammed into her ass, she cried out a little.

My left hand went from her clit to her titties and back again. She tried to spread her legs for more stability, but her jeans and panties were still caught above her knees. I slammed into her again, forcing her off her feet. She leaned forward over the back of the chair. My right hand pulled at her hair as I kept fucking her.

"Harder," she pleaded. "Fuck me harder!"

I sped up. I slammed into her again and again with hard, deep strokes that rattled her body. I flicked at her clit and kept going faster. She called out my name when I brought her to a quick orgasm. But she wasn't nearly satisfied.

"More," she pleaded.

I went faster. I wanted to please her. And I was aching to cum.

"Stop playing around," she moaned. "Fuck me like you MEAN IT."

I put a hand on each of her hips and fucked her with everything I had. With each thrust, the chair moved forward a few inches until it was up against the bed. I pounded into her pussy. The chair hit the bed and the headboard cracked against the wall. She kept begging for more and screaming out.

My breath came in short, ragged bursts. It was like I was sprinting for my life. I slammed my cock home again and again. Lacy started to whimper with delight. I felt her pussy clench to cum again, and so I fucked her even harder. I slapped her ass. And as she screamed out from a second orgasm, I felt my knees go weak and I erupted inside her cunt. I pulled out and shot the last few bursts across that hot ass.

Lacy stood up and passively wiped my cum off her ass. Her jeans fell to the ground and she kicked them away. She seemed to think about pulling her panties up, but then pushed them down around her ankles and kicked them aside. Wearing nothing but her open blouse, she looked sexy as hell. She pressed her body into me. We kissed. Her tongue slid into my mouth.

"That was nice," she sighed. "I want more."

Her hand went to my drooping cock and gently stroked it.

I shook my head and then pointed in Kay's direction.

"Her turn," I said.

I wrapped my arms around Lacy's waist. I cupped her soft ass.

"Stay and watch," I said.

I went over and untied Kay.

"Was that payback for making me wait?" she asked with a smile.

I nodded.

"I liked it," she said. "Now I'm horny as hell."

She leaned toward my cock. She stopped to smell the scent of Lacy's pussy on me. Then she kissed the head.

"Should I just pull up a chair?" Lacy asked.

"Come here," I said. I patted the bed next to Kay.

Lacy seemed to debate for a moment. She can came over and laid next to Kay.

"Every nerve in my body is tingling," Lacy said.

"How do you think I feel?" Kay responded. "At least you just got fucked."

I climbed up between the two women. Kay was on my left and Lacy on my right. I turned to Lacy and she wrapped an arm around my head. We kissed again. At the same time, I ran my left hand up Kay's thigh. I found her hair slit and rubbed it. She squeezed her legs tight around my hand and moaned.

I broke the kiss from Lacy and turned to Kay. We started to kiss. I put my right hand on Lacy's hip and moved toward her gaping, wet pussy. She let me curl my middle finger up inside her.

I leaned my head back. Both women started kissing my shoulders and neck. I fingered both of them at the same time. Both thumbs circled each woman's clit. My middle finger slid in and out of each of their cunts.

Lacy was much more sensitive. As I pushed on her clit she started breathing rapidly. Little moans slipped past her lips. She squeezed her naked thighs on my hand.

Kay was moaning, too. She spread her legs wide. I put a second finger in her. I flicked my left wrist and fucked her with two fingers. She bit at my earlobe.

"Lick it," she pleaded. "Lick my pussy."

My cock was growing. I'd never been in a similar situation. I'd never been in anything even remotely close. It felt like a dream that I didn't want to end.

"Eat my pussy," Kay said louder than before.

She wrapped her arm around my head and pulled it to her lush tits. I sucked on a brown nipple. My right hand slipped out of Lacy.

"No!" she exclaimed.

I let Kay guide me down to her spread legs. I pulled completely away from Lacy. She looked surprised and confused. Then she took over where I left off. I got between Kay's legs and watched Lacy close her eyes and start fingering her own twat.

Kay was also rubbing her own clit. Her pussy was begging to be licked. I put my tongue at the bottom and slowly licked it up and down. She squirmed in response. Then she moved her hands so I could attack the clit.

Lacy alternated between watching, then closing her eyes and fucking herself harder.

"Touch Kay," I told her.

She shook her head.

"I'm not into that," she said.

"Are you turned on?" I asked.

She nodded.

"Of course I am," she responded.

I had nothing to lose by being persistent. In the worst case, Lacy could get annoyed and leave. And then I'd still end up fucking Kay.

"Just go with it," I insisted. "Just enjoy yourself. Make Kay feel good. Show me what you would want."

She hesitated. I thought for a second she would decline again. Then she slowly slid close to Kay. And she reached out and touched her breasts.

Kay smiled and moaned with delight.

I aggressively licked at her clit and she started to pant.

Lacy gingerly touched Kay's breasts. She worked her way down to a nipple. And then she slowly circled it with the tip of her mouth.

"Put your lips on it," I said.

Lacy hesitated again. Then she shrugged, leaned forward, and started kissing around Kay's nipples.

I pushed two fingers back into Kay's tight pussy and lapped at her clit. She squirmed and squealed. I fucked her harder with my hand.

She put her hand around Lacy. And Lacy seemed to embrace her role. She rapidly flicked at Kay's right nipple. And he fondled the other breast.

Kay squeezed her thighs around my head and exploded. Her cries were so loud they hurt my ears.

Kay took Lacy's head in her hands. She pulled it to her face. Then the two women kiss. Lacy was tentative at first, but then obviously got into it. Each woman played with the other's tits.

Kay rolled Lacy onto her back and started working her way down her body. She opened the last few buttons on Lacy's blouse. She kissed her titties. Then her stomach and navel. She got between her legs. Kay's beautiful ass waved in the air. She was still in the red garter belt and black stockings. She buried her face in Lacy's snatch.

Lacy started moving and squirming immediately. I watched for a few minutes. Kay quickly brought her to orgasm with her lips, tongue, and fingers. But that wasn't enough for either woman. Kay kept licking, and Lacy pushed Kay's head down into her pussy.

"Yes, yes..." Lacy kept saying.

I couldn't wait any longer. Again, my cock was throbbing. I decided to steal Johnny's move from earlier in the evening.

On my knees, I got behind Kay in the bed. Then I put my cock in her for the first time.

Her pussy was tight and hot. It was better than any of my fantasies.

I fucked her like a dog while she feasted on Lacy's cunt. I delivered slow, rhythmic strokes.

It didn't take long to distract her from what she was doing. She pulled her mouth from Lacy. Then she repeated Lacy's line from earlier.

"Fuck me like you mean it," Kay said.

I pulled out and rolled Kay onto her back. I lifted her legs. And then I started pounding inside her.

I felt like a jackhammer as I slammed into her again and again. The headboard cracked loudly off the wall.

Lacy knelt behind me in the bed. She leaned into me. Her nipples grazed my bare, sweaty back. She kissed my neck and shoulders as I slammed into her roommate again and again.

Kay kept begging for more. And I gave her all I had.

Everything about exceeded any erotic fantasy. Lacy gripped me tightly from behind. Kay called out my name. And I just kept fucking away. Her titties jiggled every time I drove into her. I brought her to orgasm and then fucked her even harder as she came. I could feel my balls clinching and knew it was almost over. Still, I battled to old out for as long as I could. I didn't last for more than 30 seconds past Kay's orgasm. And then I shot my load inside her pussy. My balls seized as I pumped my load into her.

The three of us collapsed into a heap. I kissed Lacy. I kissed Kay. They kissed and fondled one another. Lacy and Kay made out slowly and tenderly like high school kids. Lacy slowly explored Kay's body. And I just watched for 20 or 30 minutes until my sore dick was rock hard again.

And then I fucked Lacy hard while Kay sucked and fondled Lacy's gorgeous, big titties.

Lacy came. And then I came inside her. And then Kay licked my cum out of Lacy's pussy and ate her out until Lacy came again.

The night's adventured ended with Kay riding me like a pogo stick. She sat on me and faced my feet while Lacy straddled my legs facing Kay. The two women kissed and fondled one another while Kay rode me until I came.

I fell asleep with a woman on either side of me. It still felt like a dream. I wondered if it would be real when I woke up.

And if it was real, I hoped it wasn't a one time thing. I was looking forward to sleeping in on Saturday. And then hoping the rest of the weekend would be as good as the beginning.