“I’d love to, given half-a-chance,” I admitted freely.
Beth giggled. “I guess we’ll have to schedule a play date.”
I watched the two stunning teenagers hug, and already felt myself responding to the idea of burying myself in Amie’s butt. I sat up and looked for some napkins on the end-table to clean myself up a bit. I watched Beth waddle off to the bathroom, walking tenderly, while I wiped myself clean. Turning back I saw Amie bending over spreading her ass cheeks for me, the little pink star of her butt-hole calling to me. “See Jack? Never been used. Not even a finger.” She giggled when I groaned.
Then she turned around, pulling my hands and the napkins away from my semi-hard cock. She smiled at me. “I think you’ll find that I can be a very naughty girl.” She lowered her face and took my sticky cock in her mouth, sucking me gently and thoroughly, until she backed away from a clean and nearly fully erect staff. She came to me, straddled my lap and lowered herself down onto my cock. She held my face in her hands and kissed me while she settled all the way down.
“I’m going to be your little slut, Jack. You and your girls can do whatever you want with me. Fucking my ass raw is just going to be the beginning. I want you to tie me up and use me like a Kleenex.” She leaned in and kissed me more aggressively, grinding her hips down. She sighed, stood up, leaving me wet and hard. “But I have to go home now. Think of me when you’re pounding that into one of your ladies.”
I watched her dress, stunned by the turn of events of the evening. God she looked good. Beth came out just as she was finishing and walked her to the door, where they hugged once more. My teen beauty came back to me, raising an eyebrow at the state of my cock.
“Jesus, Jack. My ass is still burning. That was wild, but I think it’s going to have to be a very occasional thing, even with lots of lube. Remind me to go shopping for about a gallon of that stuff.” She stood and took my hand drawing me off the couch. “I guess Amie was right. She does play well with others. Shall we see what’s going on in our bedroom?”
I was almost afraid to walk the 10 feet to our bedroom door. Almost.
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Working out some house issues, and putting the teenagers through the paces. With a little mid-week boss thrown in for good measure.
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The bedroom wasn’t the scene of ultimate debauchery I might have imagined. Joe appeared to be passed out between Debbie and Cathy. They were all naked, laying atop the covers, and Cathy rolled over with a groan when I opened the door.
Debbie appeared to be wide awake, and was looking right at us as we entered. She opened her arms to me, beckoning.
The bed looked a little crowded, but I was helpless to turn down my beautiful roommate. Debbie loves the intimacy of face-to-face, so I crawled between her legs and stretched out over her. I was still sporting most of the hard-on Amie had been so kind to bestow on me before heading out, and as I lowered myself onto her, I felt Beth’s intervention, as she held my cock and rubbed the head up and down Debbie’s sticky slit, before guiding me home.
“I knew you’d come for me, though you took along enough,” Debbie scolded before allowing me to kiss her and press my way home.
“Sounded like you had things under control.” I looked over to see Beth disappearing into the bathroom. I couldn’t help but wonder how we were all going to fit in here.
Debbie raised her extended finger to her lips, shushing me. “Shh, Later.” She gave me a wink and mischievous grin which lead me to believe she had a story for me.
I slowly ground into my dream woman, just taking it easy, luxuriating in the feeling of being sheathed within her, looking down on her perfect features and amazing body. God, I was one lucky man.
I kissed her again, and just after our lips separated she whispered, “And Karen?”
“Share and share alike,” I confirmed.
“Wow. You ARE my hero. You deserve something special if you managed to pull that one off.” Her teasing grin was devastating.
“Please. What could be more special then this, right here, right now?”
She laughed out loud, almost squeezing me out. “A little more room, a little less company, a little more energy, and I sure could use a bath.”
I heard Cathy mumble, “A little less bed-shaking, and a little more quiet would be nice.”
Debbie and I were working hard to hold back a giggle-fit, when Joe rolled over on to his side, blinking sleepily. I watched a huge grin envelope his face, before he leaned over and gave Debbie a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you. You were amazing.”
She smiled for him, easily. “It’s the company I keep.”
Joe leaned in and kissed her again, on the lips. Then he rolled off and started tugging his recalcitrant wife off the bed. “Ok, you, time for us to move on.”
“No.”
“C’mon, we can’t stay here all night. The dogs haven’t been out, the kids have to be ready by 8:00. Time to be a wife and mommy again. No more wild-thing.”
Cathy slowly rolled over with a devilish smile. “I was a wild thing, wasn’t I?”
Joe kissed his wife hard. “Just like old times.”
She looked over at me and pointed accusingly. “And you missed out! Don’t you tell him anything Deb. If he wants to know, well, next time he can show up and find out for himself.”
Debbie mimed locking her lips and throwing away the key.
“Good.” Cathy was slowly retrieving her clothing and making a mildly humorous effort at getting dressed. She was still out of it. With Joe’s help the two of them did somehow manage to pull it together.
Incontrovertible sex-fiend that I am, I continued to give it to Debbie, slowly and easily while our guests got ready and prepared to leave. I was going to just wave them goodbye, but my partner in crime pushed me away. “Get up and say goodbye; I’m not going anywhere.”
That was a mistake.
Cathy insisted on showing me a little of what I missed, and dropped to her knees, sucking me aggressively. She pulled back harshly, standing up and turning around, then yanking her shorts to the ground. She never had managed to get her panties on. “I need just a taste,” she said in mid-turn, “come on and give it to me, big guy.” She was still slurring her words, a combination of the wine and the tiredness. She reached back and held herself open for me.
I felt a little awkward, strangely enough. I was hesitating, and Joe took a seat on the chair. “Go on, or we’ll never get out of here.”
Five minutes later, after a rough bit of upright fucking, Cathy groaned out “Enough,” and pulled away. “God I’m sore,” she mumbled, pulling her shorts back up, before giving me a kiss, first between my legs, then up a little higher. “Next time…” she started, then waved as she walked away, her husband in tow.
Beth was already giggling. “Damn, looks like we missed out on a pretty wild party.”
Debbie was pulling out new sheets from the closet. “We keep this stuff up, we’re going to be needing plastic sheets.”
Beth and I worked with her to get the bed stripped and remade. We were pretty experienced at it, and the truth was we all confessed to a love of slipping between fresh clean sheets.
“So spill already,” I teased my platinum blonde goddess.
“No way. I gave my promise. You’ll just have to find out on your own. I bet you could figure out a way to get her to tell you,” Debbie teased.
“Don’t encourage him,” Beth warned. “He’s bad enough as it is.”
“When he’s good, he’s very, very good. But when he’s bad he’s better,” Debbie answered, sliding between the sheets and beckoning me.
“Damn Deb! Like he needs his ego fed anymore.”
My hard-on was off, but I knew that being on top of Debbie would likely restore me to my glory. I climbed above her, entering the embrace of her slender legs. “Believe me, Beth. Every night I spend with you two is about as ego boosting as it gets. Face it, being with either one of you is the ultimate male fantasy. But the two of you? Jesus, I’m not worthy.”