Amy?s Dawning Desire

Literotic asexstories – Amy?s Dawning Desire by Intimate Confessions,Intimate Confessions
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Well, here I am again with a tape recorder and several cassette tapes. At both Amy and Bob’s insistence I will be telling about how I first came to know Amy and some of our first sexual experiences together. Bob has asked me to finish this before he leaves on vacation and I suppose he will spend some of his vacation sitting in his motor home transcribing this for publication on the web.

A big Thank You to Bob for his efforts transcribing my stories. I assure you that I’m literate and can write, but this works much better if I just dictate.

Amy says to mention that she is trying to finish her story about how she and her roommate spent their time with a couple in a motel on their way to visit their families during a school break. She says to say she has been busy lately, so I am taking up the slack.

Now most of the stories Amy and I have told start out kind of slow and warm up from there. We both hate dirty stories told by the weak of mind. Stories with no romance, no plot, and characters that are simply props for descriptions of physical love. To this end, I urge the reader to pursue the entire story instead of just skipping to the hot parts. Get to know the characters, they’re real people.

While Amy Bob and I have a certain proclivity for mutual masturbation and teasing, by no means are these the only activities we engage in. I will say, however that we enjoy the mail from readers and on more than one occasion we have had a letter push us into that activity as we read and reread reactions our readers have to our experiences.

These stories are for man and women. In this case, the story heats up pretty fast and the romantic part happens later in the story. So ladies don’t despair, there’s romance in the air!

The reason this story is built this way is that’s because it’s the way it happened, life’s like that.

I guess the best place to start is the beginning. I met Amy at work and over time, started to spend lunch hours with her until I was transferred to another shift.

Amy stood about five foot four, had brown eyes and a really beautiful figure. Her legs were her best characteristic and she dressed to show them in a modest and utterly charming fashion, favoring skirted suits, which while understated, were very sensual.

She was the kind of girl you might see in any office walking down the hallway and wish you could reach out and touch. You would see her firm breasts wrapped in a form-fitting top, her smooth legs emerging from a skirt as she breezed past with a scent of soap and shampoo.

As I have already mentioned, we came to know each other at work and over a period of weeks developed a friendship, but not a romance. When my landlord sold the apartments I lived in to a developer, Amy offered to let me share her apartment, splitting the rent and other expenses. Often, such an offer is a come-on to romance, but Amy assured me that this was the furthest thing from her mind. Being a man, I believed her and being a man, I was wrong. I have always wanted to know, if a man is alone in the woods, miles from the nearest woman, is he still wrong?

I was concerned about invading her personal space, but because we worked different shifts, we were usually able to make do with our one bedroom. We were both seeing other people, but not seriously.

She had a one-bedroom apartment with a living room, a kitchen and a balcony that looked out on the twinkling lights of the city.

On the nights we were both at home, I used a fold out couch-bed in the living room.

We had lived together for about six months when we decided to throw a party. About thirty people showed up and jammed in to the apartment. We played music, drank and talked. At midnight there were still twelve or thirteen people remaining, most who had drunk too much to drive home.

Because of the crowd, Amy told me to make a bed in our room on the floor. I was very tired and a little drunk so within fifteen or twenty minutes, I was sleeping soundly.

I woke up in the middle of the night hearing the sound of a couple on the floor in the living room making love coming through the open door to Amy and my room. The apartment was not a large one and I could hear every sound from the living room quite clearly. They were trying to be quiet, but this only made the sound of their lovemaking even louder. They weren’t really doing it, just playing with each other.

As I lay in the dark listening to the sound of her hand sliding up and down his cock and his hand as it stroked her increasingly slippery pussy, I could feel my own erection straining inside of my underwear. Their gasps and whispers just made the whole experience more agonizing. I could hear Amy’s regular breathing and knew she was totality asleep.

Faster and faster their hands moved as they urged each other towards orgasm. Suddenly I heard the girl stifle a cry and then her boyfriends whisper, “You’re making me squirt!”, followed by the sound of sperm squirting hard against a blanket.

I was in total agony, my rigid cock straining against my jockey shorts, when in the silence that followed the couple’s passionate outburst, I heard the unmistakable sound of one of the guys lying on the floor nearby masturbating.

I was too embarrassed by my own arousal to do anything but lie there and listen as his hand moved up and down a cock that was clearly slick with excitement. I could not really make out which one of the shadowy figures on the floor was doing this but I was able to hear his gasp and the sound, again of sperm as it hit the blanket that covered him.

As I lay motionless in the dark, I heard Amy turn in her sleep and reposition herself. Again from the floor of the living room came the sound of someone masturbating, this time I couldn’t tell if it was a guy or a girl doing it. It was across the room, but as I continued to listen to the sound, it became unmistakable that this time it was a girl.

I strained my eyes peering into the darkness, but no motion betrayed the guilty party.

All of a sudden, I became aware Amy’s regular breathing had stopped. I wasn’t sure but as the girl in the other room continued relieving her sexual tension, someone else joined her.

This was too much. Trying to be as nonchalant as possible under the circumstances, I slipped my briefs aside to allow my aching cock to spring free. It stood as inflexible as stone.

Trying to be as quiet and motionless as I could be, I began to stroke my rigid cock. I looked and saw that Amy had repositioned herself so he knees were raised under her blanket, I did likewise.

In the darkness, I heard a small liquid sound and then another coming from under Amy’s raised blanket. Despite my own caution, my cock made a slippery sound as I gently touched it. I backed off long enough to wipe the tip of my cock on the blanket and then I resumed touching myself.

We lay in the dark listening to the sounds in the darkness. Both the sounds coming from the living room and our own sounds which we were doing our best to conceal. I kept lightly touching my hard cock. Every minute or two, I would hear a slippery sound from under Amy’s blanket.

In the living room, we could hear a number of people either masturbating or fucking. Since we really couldn’t see, all we knew is that there were a number of people involved in sexual activity of some kind. There were whispers, little cries and moans as most of the room quietly worked at getting off together. In the darkness I heard Amy take a shuddering breath as the sounds from the living room grew gradually louder in volume.

I Heard Amy whisper my name and I responded, whispering back “What?”

“Are you awake?”

“Obviously yes, how long have you been awake?”

“I don’t know, a few minutes.”

“I wonder what’s going on in there?” I said.

“I don’t know, but I’m going to find out”. She pushed her covers down, swung her legs over the side and stepping over me, crept to the door and stood listening. I could see in the dim light that she was still dressed in the tank top and panties she had worn to bed.

Outside, in the living room, the sounds continued. I pushed my rigid member back into my briefs and slowly pushed the covers down and got to me feet. I quietly moved behind Amy, looking over her shoulder to see what she was looking at. She turned to look at me and put a finger to her lips, indicating I should remain silent.

On the couch, a short blonde girl sat naked from the waist down. One of the guys was kneeling between her legs and watching. As we stood there, the girl spread her legs wider to afford him a better view. I could see that he had pulled his underwear down and his erect cock bobbed as he struggled to get a better look.

The girl was openly rubbing her pussy, whispering to the guy between her legs, As we watched, he reached down and started to stroke his dick. At least two other people were masturbating or fucking in the darkness watching the man and woman at the couch.

As we watched, the guy on the floor slapped his erect cock. The sound caused Amy to jump a little. She looked back at me and smiled sheepishly. The girl leaned forward and whispered something to him. He stood up, his cock bobbing and dripping. She leaned forward and took the head of his cock into her mouth and sliding it out and back in, got half the shaft into her mouth as he cried out that he was going to do it.

The blonde never stopped and we both could hear her rubbing herself furiously as his shiny cock slid in and out of her mouth. Even across the room we could hear her swallowing as he came. Apparently she was unable to get it all. A long rope ran down her chin and landed on her leg.

One of the figures got up off the floor, a girl wearing a football jersey sat up and then walked to the bathroom and shut the door. As she made the walk, pale legs flashing in the dim light, the blonde finished herself up, leaning back on the couch, fingers sloshing her sodden cunt arching and whimpering while her partner watched helplessly cream dripping from his softening erection..

Another figure got up off the floor and headed for the bathroom, a guy this time. The erection tenting his underwear was so severe it looked like it was about to tear the fabric. When he got there, apparently the door was locked so after fiddling with the knob he knocked on the door softly and a muffled girl’s voice from inside said that she’d be finished in a minute.

A minute passed and then another as the guy stood at the door. He must have been listening to whatever she was doing inside because he pulled the shorts off and began stroking his dick standing at the door in full view of the entire room.

I heard Amy suck in her breath and became aware that my own erection was lightly touching her. I moved back a little. I didn’t know if she felt it or not, both our eyes were glued to the guy standing by the bathroom door stroking his engorged cock.

Just as his cock erupted, the door opened and the girl with the pale legs in the jersey emerged, brushing past him as he helplessly squirted stream after stream of come that spattered on the floor as he watched her make her way back to her place.

Amy pulled the door closed quietly, plunging the room into total darkness. She whispered, “I heard some people moving around out there, I had no idea they were having an orgy”.

She moved toward her bed saying to me, “Can you find your way back to your bed?”

I said that I could and slid back under the covers. I could hear Amy doing the same.

We lay there in silence for a few moments and then Amy said, “I’ll bet they’re going to be doing that stuff all night.”

I agreed that was probably the case.

“She’s a slut to act like that in front of a total stranger” Amy murmured.

“The blonde girl?” I asked

“Yes, sucking a total stranger like that”

“I guess” I said, without much conviction.

“I would never do that” she said.

“I guess it depends on how excited you were” I said.

“I don’t care how excited I was” she whispered, “I would never play with myself in front of a total stranger, let alone a whole room full of people”.

I said nothing. In a moment she continued, “It’s not that I’m a prude, but to play with my cunt in public like some kind of slut…” she trailed off.

“It sure got to me” I said with a catch in my voice.

“I noticed” she said, and then “If you need to deal with it, go ahead, I won’t mind”.

“What, like that guy?” I said

“I don’t think he could help himself”, Amy replied.

“I don’t know, I’d feel weird, just laying here and jacking off” I said.

“Why not”, she said, “everyone else out there seems to be doing it”

“You aren’t.”

“That doesn’t mean you can’t”, “For heavens sake, don’t give yourself blue balls on my account”.

Our conversation had done nothing to diminish my excitement and despite myself, my hand began to tease my cock.

“Are you doing it?” she asked after two or three minutes.

“A little” I replied, You’re sure it’s OK?”

I’m sure” she said and then in a lower voice, “Are you thinking about those guys, the girl on the couch?”

“Yes”

“I am too”

My hand gently touched my rigid shaft as I asked, “Does thinking about them excite you at all?” I asked.

She was silent for a moment and then she said, “Not as much as what you’re doing right now”.

“Why is that?” I asked

“Because I know you can’t help it, just like that guy by the bathroom door”.

“Did you like watching him?”

“Oh yes, I felt like taking my clothes off and letting him look at me while he did it.” She said breathlessly.

“I wish you would have”, I said to her, now making no effort to conceal the fact that I was jacking off.

“I wish I would have too”. She whispered back quietly

“Why didn’t you?” I asked

There was a moment’s silence, “I didn’t want you to think I was some kind of slut like the girl on the couch.”

“But you liked watching them”. I said.

“It was very arousing to watch” she said carefully.

There was a minute of silence. I heard her turn over in her bed and then she asked me, “What do you think the most arousing thing was that they did?”

My hand started to make slippery sounds as my cock began to leak, “When he slapped his cock” I said

“Did you notice she started rubbing her cunt faster when he did that?” Amy asked.

“No”, I gasped, Did she?”

“Oh yes”, Amy murmured “Everyone in the room heard her, how slippery she was, how hard she was rubbing off, what a slut.”

I heard her turn in her bed and then she said, “I’m surprised he didn’t shoot sperm all over her legs right then”.

“Would you have liked that?” I said

Amy didn’t reply and then she said, “Why don’t you slap your cock like he did”.

I slapped, sending a jolt of excitement to the core of my being.

“Did you do it?” she said.

“Yes”, I gasped, “didn’t you hear it?”

“Sort of, are you doing it under the covers?”

“Yes”

I heard her moving around and then she said, “Do you mind pulling off the covers so I can hear better?”

“OK” I said, “it’s really turning me on having you listen to me while I do this” I said.

“By doing this do you mean jacking off?” she said softly.

“Yes” I said, “I like you listening to me jack off my cock”.

I heard her move on the bed as I pulled the covers down.

“Have you pulled covers down?” she asked.

“Yes”, I said, kicking the covers off my feet.

I slapped my cock hard, sending tingles coursing through my body, “Did you hear that?” I asked.

“Yes” she said, did that feel nice?”

“Oh yes” I gasped, “It felt so good”.

“Do you play with your cock often when I’m not here?”

“Sometimes” I admitted

“Do you slap it like you just did?”

I slapped it again and gasped “Yes”

“Have you ever thought about me when you jack off?” she asked.

“Um sometimes” I said

“Are you thinking about me right now?”

I slapped my cock again, “Oh yes, I am.”

I noticed unsteadiness in her voice as she asked the next question, “What are you thinking about us doing?”

I started to spank my cock lightly, loud enough for her to hear and said, “What do you think I think about?”

She was silent for a minute and I was afraid that she was ending the conversation when she spoke, “I’ve seen you looking at me when you think I don’t know. I think you think about looking at my breasts, maybe touching them while I play with your hard cock, is that what you think about?”.

I was leaking fluid badly and very close as I answered, “I’m thinking about that right now.”

There was a moment’s silence and then I heard her hiss, “Sometimes I think about YOU too, when I’m here alone. I think about you looking at my breasts and jacking off while I watch. I imagine you coming all over me and me letting you”.

This little gem pushed me almost to the edge as I imagined doing this.

A moment later she whispered, “I like telling you how to do it, do you like it too?”

“Oh yes, I like it so much” I gasped, nearing the end of my endurance.

“Then slap your cock again, hard.” Amy entreated, “Slap it for me, pretend it’s me slapping it.”

I slapped myself as hard as I could without really causing pain.

This was one slap too many. My cock thickened and a spasm of indescribable pleasure took hold as my orgasm washed over me like a tall wave. I felt any control ebb away as I shuddered feeling my stiffening cock preparing to ejaculate.

I said “Amy, I’m gonna do it”

“Wait, let me give you something to shoot into”

“I can’t wait, I’m doing it” I said. As my cock started to throb, I heard the rustle of clothing and felt something soft being slipped over my pulsing member. I realized she had taken off her tank top and was holding it over my dick as I shot jet after jet of hot cream into the soft fabric. All the time, she was crooning, “That’s all right, go ahead and do it now, squirt your sperm, I know you can’t wait”.

I felt the sopping tank top withdrawn. Relaxation flooded my being. Through the haze, I realized she was talking, saying, “Have you ever jacked off in front of anyone before?”

“Have you ever watched anyone before me” I said,

There was a minutes silence and I was fearful that I’d gone to far when out of the darkness I heard her voice, “Once, with a girlfriend in college, never with a guy.”

“Did you both do it or did you just watch?”

“At first, I just listened to her do it herself at night. I didn’t watch, I just listened.”

“Did she know you were listening?”

“Not at first, but later she did.”

Did you watch each other then?”

“For our first year as roommates, I just listened and then, later at night, I’d do it to myself after she went to sleep.”

“Did you ever wind up talking about it together” I asked, all sleepiness gone.

Another long silence and then “We went on a trip to visit our families. While we were driving across Kansas we started drinking beer and talking to each other. She started telling me about this thing she had done with her brother and his friend, it was really pretty hot in a perverted kind of way.”

“So what happened then?” I asked

“We stopped at a motel and got more beer. When we got to the room, we kept on talking and drinking and wound up masturbating together.”

“In front of each other?”

“Yes”

As I was imagining this, I realized that my erection was rapidly returning. She said, “I hope you don’t think I’m gay or anything, I really like guys.

“Do you still think about it?” I said.

“Yes, I’m thinking about it now”

“Are you?”

“Yes”

“What happens when you think about it?”

“Sometimes I do what you just did”

“You jack off?” I asked

There was a silence and then she said “I call it rubbing off”.

“Do you want to rub off right now?”

“Yes” she whispered, “I really want to, if you won’t think I’m some kind of little slut”

“Would rubbing your cunt make you feel like a slut”, I asked

“Like a dirty little slut”.

“Did you feel like a slut rubbing off with another girl?”

“Yes, a nasty little pussy rubbing slut” I heard the unmistakable sound of Amy’s fingers rubbing her pussy and my cock was again throbbing as I heard her touching herself in the dark room.

“Did you wind up touching each other?”

“Yes, we did”.

I heard Amy shifting on the bed. I asked her what happened then. There was an unmistakable liquid sound and I realized that Amy had inserted at least one finger into herself as she continued describing her encounter.

“I remember her robe came open while we were talking to each other” I heard Amy rub herself rapidly and then stop as she continued, “I could see that her cunt was swollen and wet and then I realized that she was looking at me and I must have looked just as turned on as she did”. Amy rubbed rapidly and then stopped again, “I told her about listening to her at night and then I realized that she was doing it while I was talking to her”. The last sentence ended in a gasp and Amy said, “I think I’m getting a little carried away with myself.”

“Why is that?” I said gingerly touching my erection, which was, once again as stiff and rigid as stone.

“Because I almost made myself cream”, she whispered

I didn’t say anything and Amy asked, “Are you jacking off again?”

“Yes”, I said, slapping my cock hard “Did you hear that?”

“Oh yes” she said, “I heard you, do you want some lotion to smear on your cock?”

“Oh yes please”

“Hold on a sec, I’ve got some in my bedside table”

I heard a drawer slide open and then shut again and then I heard her opening a bottle.

“Wait a minute”, she said, “Hold out your hand” I smelled baby oil and felt warm oil flood my palm, “Go ahead”, she said, “Rub it on your cock”

As my super lubricated hands slipped up and down my rigid cock I heard her say “If I told you that I was rubbing oil on my legs while you’re jacking off would you think that was hot?”

“Yes”

“What if I told you I want to rub it all over?”

“You’ll have to take off your panties to do that” I said, gently rubbing my slippery fingers over the head of my dick.

I heard he snap of her waistband and she said, “OK, I’m as naked as you are” I heard her pour the liquid and she said, “Why don’t you slap your cock again” As soon as I did she said, “Did that feel good?”

“Oh yes”

In the darkness I heard a soft slapping sound and Amy breathing raggedly.

“You’re right, it does feel nice, slap yourself again”

I did and her soft slapping sounds increased in volume then stopped. There were a few seconds of silence and she spoke again, “Do you need some more oil?”

“Yes please”

I heard her walk over and she knelt by me in the darkness. I heard the oil pour and she said, “Here, let me put it on” then I felt her small incredibly soft hand smearing oil all over. I whimpered, I’m gonna do it again” as I felt my cock throbbing, preparing to squirt. She withdrew her hand at once, hissing, “Wait, not yet”.

She stood up.

I heard her moving toward the door. She was saying “Let’s see what’s going on in the living room and she opened the door a crack.

In the dim light from the living room I could see her nude silhouette framed by the partly opened door. She still had the bottle of baby oil in her hand. She turned and motioned for me to join her. I scrambled to my feet and stood behind her, my rock hard cock lightly touching her smooth skin. As I moved closer to look past her into the living room, my cock slid against her lightly oiled skin creating an almost unbearable friction, which she didn’t help much by moving against me almost imperceptibly.

There was nothing going on in the living room, everyone apparently being exhausted, but Amy pushed the door the rest of the way open and stepped out into the dim light motioning for me to follow.

We picked our way over the sleeping shapes on the floor to the couch. On the other side of the room she turned to face me. She placed her hands on my shoulders and looking into my eyes, she whispered “I have a confession to make.”

“What’s that?”

“I’m a slut” and then she kissed me, her soft warm tongue slipping into my mouth, her hot, slightly slippery body pressing against me. I could feel her hardened nipples press into my chest as the top of my stiff cock slipped between her legs, sliding against her slick pussy.

We stood there kissing as she slid her cunt back and forth across the top of my cock for two or three minutes and then we broke apart. And she said breathlessly, “I have a little vibrator in my bedside table and when I’m home alone, I use it on myself”. She reached out and gingerly held my erect cock as she continued to speak, “When I’m alone at night running my toy, I always think about you, I think about you watching me”, she lightly kissed me. She looked earnestly into my eyes “I think about you jacking off”, she kissed my lips again. She brushed her breasts lightly across my chest “I think about you touching me”.

Pulling me to her she kissed me deeply again and then she said, “I think about fucking you”.

She sat down on the couch in the exact place where the blonde had been and spreading her legs she reached down and spread her glistening labia. Her entire body shone with the light sheen of oil she had applied earlier. Her nipples stood out like little pebbles and I could see her rosy flush of excitement even in the dim light. She held the bottle of oil out to me and said “Would you rub some oil on my legs please?”

As I spread the warm oil over her smooth, shapely legs, she began to tease her clit in small circular motions. She whispered, “Do it with me”. I reached down and using the hand that was still slippery with oil began to jack off in front of her.

“Now, slap your cock”

I slapped it hard, causing it to bounce, flinging a couple of drops that landed glistening on her throat and face. She brought the flat of her hand down on her pussy and then started spanking it lightly as I continued stroking.

Hearing a movement in the room behind me, I turned to see that the girl in the football jersey was sitting up and watching us with wide eyes.

“Slap it again” Amy said.

I did and it bounced, flinging drops of oil and pre-cum.

“Again” Amy cried, her hand spanking her soaking pussy. I could feel the droplets of fluid scattering from her fingertips as she did this.

I continued slapping accompanied by the sound of Amy as she lightly spanked her pussy and from behind the sound of the girl in the jersey slapping herself as well.

I turned to see that the girl in the jersey had pushed her covers back and pulled the jersey up high enough to slap her cunt. She was kneeling and leaning back a little. Her nipples were clearly visible through the jersey. She was still wearing panties, but this did not seem to diminish the effect at all. Her eyes were still opened wide as she watched Amy and I. Her hand alternately slapped and squeezed her mound as she began to gradually scoot toward us.

Amy had stopped spanking herself and was rubbing her pussy with one hand while the other teased first one rigid nipple and then the other. I reached toward her, but she pushed me back gasping, “Look, don’t touch”.

I stopped stroking myself and sat back, watching Amy, enjoying the sensation of my rigid prick sticking out in the air and dripping a more or less constant stream of clear liquid on my legs.

By this time, the girl in the jersey had scooted up and was sitting next to me, facing me and watching us both, her hand inside of her panties. Her dark hair framed her pale face and her lips were slightly open as she continued to masturbate her increasingly slippery pussy.

Without warning, Amy arched her back and began to shudder and whimper. I had stopped stroking myself and as I reached down to resume, saying “Let me join you” but Amy pushed my hand away from my dripping cock saying, “No, just watch me”.

Her hand became a blur as she cried, “Watch me do it now” She convulsed and sobbed, “Oh, I can’t believe I’m doing it right in front of you, I’m coming just like a nasty little slut”.

The girl and I both watched her wracked with diminishing shudders and then while she was still obviously climaxing, she staggered to her feet and on unsteady legs, walked toward the bedroom. She looked over her shoulder and said to me, “I need to be alone for a little while” and shut the door behind her.

The girl and I looked at each other. I was still kneeling facing the couch with my stiff cock dripping onto my legs. I felt her eyes on my cock and heard the sound of her hand as it continued playing with her pussy. She spoke in a whisper.

“Did you like watching her do that?”

“Oh yes” I replied, grasping my cock and starting to stroke again.

The girl stood up and peeled of the jersey revealing a very pale slim body with firm well proportioned breasts. Her nipples stood out exquisitely rigid. She reached into her panties again and whispered, “Now, you watch me” and reached with her free hand to grasp my erection replacing my hand with her small soft grip. She gently moved it back and forth as she continued rubbing her own pussy.

I heard a sound behind me and saw the guy who had stood outside the bathroom earlier also naked and stroking his cock as he watched us.

He moved closer until his stiff cock was close to where her hand continued to stroke me. She dropped my cock and touched him for a minute and then returned to me, alternating like this until we both were trembling and dripping, ready to do it in front of each other and the rest of the room.

She used her free hand to pull her panties down exposing a bright red and glistening cunt. She wantonly rubbed herself now with both hands, using one to spread her lips and the other to rub her clit. We both crowded near, hoping that she would resume playing with our cocks, but it was not to be. She gently pushed us back then spreading her pale thighs wider returned to her slippery pleasure.

I bent over to pick up the bottle of baby oil, intending to use it to finish myself off in front of both of them. As I picked up the bottle, she reached out and pulled my face near to hers. “Why don’t you play with each other?” she whispered in my ear as her hand continued to make circles around her clitoris. The feel of her warm breath on my ear sent shivers through my body. My cock jerked and leaked a copious amount of fluid onto her leg as I considered her words.

She turned to him and said, “Jack each other off while you watch me.” Her hand moved faster as she continued rubbing her glistening, slippery cunt, “Admit it, it makes you both hot.” In reply, I heard a series of slaps and turned to see that his cock was just as red and swollen as mine. He too was leaking all over himself as he slapped his cock.

Normally, such a suggestion would have repulsed me. I had never had any sort of inclination to try anything sexual with a guy, but now, with my cock bobbing and dripping, sticking out for the world to see, I was aroused by her whispered suggestion. Apparently he was just as heated. He turned, facing me and slapped his cock again sending drops of clear fluid flying. I slapped my own reddened member in response and we both watched it throb a couple of times, delivering a stream of clear liquid that hung on the edge of my insistent penis for a moment before dripping onto the floor.

At some point in time that evening, I really don’t know exactly when, I had lost any inhibitions or reservations about my behavior. All I knew was that I was so aroused, I would have considered doing almost anything with anyone. The only question was; who was going to make an acknowledgement of our mutual excitement? Looking at the bottle of baby oil I still held clutched in my hand he stammered, “Can I borrow some of that stuff”.

I got to my feet and stood up. He and the girl both followed suit and we all three were standing in a small circle together.

“Here”, I muttered pouring a generous portion into the palm of my hand, “I’ll put it on”.

I heard the dark haired girl’s sharp intake of breath as I began to slather his hard cock with the shiny stuff.

How do I describe this sensation? I had touched my own cock many thousands, maybe millions of times. I had never touched anyone else. As I slid my hand over his cock, I felt it stiffen even further. My own prick throbbed and leaked again without even being touched. His was throbbing and leaking as I gently moved my slick hand over its surface sliding with a slippery, wet sound,

I heard the girl gasp and turned to look at her. She inserted first one finger into her cunt and then two and three fingers with a slippery sound and moved them in and out until her much of hand was shining with her own juices. Then she took that glistening hand and grasped my cock. She began sliding her wet lubricated fingers back and forth across my rigid prick, all the time whispering in my ear, “Do you like how that feels? You like how he feels, don’t you? This is how what you’re doing to him feels” All the time, she continued rubbing herself.

I continued doing this for less then a minute and he placed his hand over mine and made me stop moving. He had good reason for doing this, but it didn’t help. I could see that he was about to lose control.

The dark haired girl’s hand stopped moving on my cock and she also stopped rubbing her cunt. I could see that she had cupped her hand over her pussy and was squeezing it, like she had to go to the bathroom. We had drawn very near to the edge of culmination and sexual disintegration and hoped that if we remained still enough, the feelings might subside.

We all stood in a tight little group, motionless, our hands resting on erect cocks and slick cunts. In the utter silence I heard a dripping noise, like water pattering on the floor and I realized that the girl was trembling and then shuddering between us, coming silently, trying to hold back her orgasm…and failing. A low moan escaped her lips and I looked down to see fluid dripping through her slender fingers, which were still squeezing her convulsing pussy.

Removing the glistening hand from my throbbing cock, she lightly touched my face and whispered. “I can’t help it, I’m doing it right now”.

The other guy noticed what was happening. I heard him draw in his breath sharply. His eyes were closed and he was murmuring under his breath, “Oh no, not yet, oh please I can’t.” As I stood there holding his cock motionless in my hand, it seemed to grow about twice its normal size and then with a mighty pulse squirted a stream of hot come that splashed against her leg with an audible splatter.
His cock stiffened again and began to squirt a copious load of cream. I felt it throbbing in my still motionless hand and watched his sperm discharge from his heated and swollen member to spatter and ran down her smooth white legs.

I barely noticed the girl reaching out and grabbing his cock, directing his next spurt into the air where it rained down onto her breasts as well as splattering against my shoulders and chest mainly because my own dick had began a long, drawn out sweet contraction of its own.

The girl shuddered and trembled as waves of her own climax swept over her body. I lost all control as my own cock began to contract in an eagerness to join both her and this guy as he involuntarily discharged, shooting his heated cream into the air and she shuddered and whimpered under her breath also unable to hold back her climax.

She reached forward and pulled the other guy back with her onto the couch. As I watched helplessly, she spread her legs and guided his squirting cock into her cunt and they began fucking each other as their mutual orgasm swept over them. I heard a noise, sort of a buzzing behind me and turned to see that the bedroom door had opened and Amy stood there with a small white vibrator in her hand pressed between her legs watching the scene in her living room.

Between her and I, all the people who had been asleep were now awake and either fucking or masturbating. Most, including one couple that was fucking had the covers pulled over them as they sought mutual and individual relief.

I was barely conscious of anyone or anything except Amy standing in the bedroom door watching as my first spasm of pleasure passed and my cock started to stiffen, preparing to discharge its load. I started to pick my way over the people who continued to masturbate as I stepped over them. My cock, which had been drawn up so rigidly it was almost sticking straight up bounced as I stepped over a girl who watched me as she rubbed herself under her blanket. I discharged a forceful stream of come, not really caring where it went and at the same time wanting to be seen by everyone in the room. I heard her cry out and realized that my discharge was spattered across her throat and the tops of her breasts that peeked from the covers shielding most of her body and her moving hand from sight.

As I picked my way across the room, my cock continued to spray jets of cream, which pattered in front of me landing on the various shapes. One guy, having thrown back his covers was in the process of squirting his own streams of sperm into the air. As I stepped over him, his cream shot up and fell back onto his stomach and energetic hand with a splattering sound. His cream fell not only on him, but those in his vicinity were also being showered. As I passed, my own squirting member contributed to the general sexual chaos under way.

As I reached Amy, in addition to the buzz of the vibrator she still held to her cunt, I could hear a soft chorus of gasps and moans as the rest of the room were finishing themselves.

She didn’t say a word and although I had finished squirting most of my load as I walked across the room, she dropped to her knees and enveloped my still erect cock in the warm, wet softness of her mouth.

This managed to coax a couple more diminishing squirts which I felt her swallowing. As she finished swallowing, I felt her mouth vibrating around my super sensitive cock and realized that she was moaning as she experienced her own climax kneeling in the door to the bedroom, a buzzing vibrator pressed between her legs as the entire room watched.

We stumbled into the room and shut the door, this time falling asleep wound together in the bed. As I drifted into slumber I heard her murmur “What a slut I am”.

When I woke up, Amy was already up and from the smell of it, cooking breakfast. The door to the bedroom was cracked open and light streamed through the opening.

Now you might think that I was sexually exhausted and I guess I should have been, but I awoke with an erection straining at the jockey shorts I had slipped on before passing out the night before.

I let it subside and then walked through the door. Most of the people had left sometime before I woke up, but the girl in the jersey and the guy who had joined us were still there, awake and sitting at the dining table eating bacon and eggs with Amy. I joined them. Amy pushed a plate in my direction and we all ate in silence, listening to jazz on the stereo.

After we had eaten, Amy surprised me by getting a bottle of champagne down and opening it.

“Hair of the dog” she said pouring into four plastic glasses. We all took one and drank.

As strange as it sounds, we first exchanged names sitting in a circle on the floor for the first time that morning. I learned that the girl in the jersey was named Terri Ann and the guy was named Ed. All of us were wearing what we had on last night, except Amy who was wearing an oversized mans white shirt.

As we sat drinking, we all looked each other over.

Amy broke the silence saying, “I don’t know about the rest of you, but I want to think about what happened last night…. maybe talk about it too.”

We moved into the living room and sat on the floor in a semi circle.

“I don’t suppose anyone would like to comment on what went on last night”, Amy said.

“Pretty embarrassing” Terri declared

“You didn’t seem very self-conscious last night” Ed observed.

Terri Ann bowed her head, blushing, “I guess I wasn’t” she murmured.

“How about you, Rick, are you ashamed of what happened last night?” Ed asked.

“I don’t know”, I responded honestly, “Which part?”

Amy spoke up and said, “I still can’t believe that I acted like that”.

“Me neither” Terri volunteered.

“Like what?” I asked.

There was a moment of silence and then Terri spoke, “Like whores, we both acted like a couple of sluts”.

Amy drew her legs up under her as she spoke, I’m afraid that I agree and I’m not that kind of person. I mean I’ve done some things before, but I’ve never acted like that. I mean, I’ve never really been with a guy, you know, all the way yet.”

“I’m not really sure how I feel”, Terri Ann said slowly, “But I can tell you that I’m still pretty keyed up about the whole thing.”

“What do you mean by keyed up?” I asked

Terri took an even longer time to reply, “I mean”, she said, “I’m still, um, like, uh, well kind of aroused and it seems like I should be very much the opposite, you know, umm, satisfied.” She got up and sat on the couch.

“Don’t feel alone”, Ed said, “I can’t get the picture out of my mind.”

“What picture is that?” Amy asked.

“Rick and Terri” Ed answered. “I don’t think I’ve ever been that charged up in my life.” He paused and then said, “and you standing in the doorway….watching.” He paused again and looked at his lap where I could see a bulge gradually rising. He hurriedly shifted his position, clearly a little embarrassed about the effect those memories were having on him.

I realized that my morning erection was also returning with a vengeance and pulled my knees up to my chest, doing my best to conceal my growing excitement.

Terri crossed her legs, regarding the three of us. “I never pictured myself doing anything like I did last night, but now that I have, I don’t feel like I’ve got much to hide from anyone here.” She closed her eyes, leaned her head back and continued, “I’d like to make a proposal and if the rest of you think I’m out of line, just tell me.”

We looked at her and waited.

“I think we ought to try talking this out calmly and maybe decide if we did the right thing.”

“I agree” Amy said, leaning foreword a little. Her shirt gapped a little revealing a little of the cleft between her breasts as she continued “Last night was the kind of stuff maybe I’ve thought about, late at night alone in bed fantasizing. It’s the kind of stuff maybe I wanted to try but was afraid to bring up with a boyfriend.”

“Or a girlfriend” Ed interjected.

“Yes, or a girlfriend too”, Terri agreed.

Still speaking with her eyes closed and her head leaned back, Terri continued, “Last night when all this started up, I went into the bathroom alone to get off, not because I wanted to, but because I haven’t been able to climax in front of another person ever.”

Ed spoke, “So you weren’t avoiding me?”

“No” Terri said, “I knew you were outside the door but I was afraid that I would be too shy to cream with you…or with you or anyone watching me.”

“Did you know what I was doing outside of the door?” Ed asked.

“Of course I knew, how could I not?” Terri said. “I knew you wanted to watch me and I was tempted to let you in, but what I wound up doing was rubbing off standing next to the door where I hoped you would hear what I was doing. Besides, it was so horny there for me, alone in the dark, rubbing my slippery cunt, playing with my hard clit while you rattled the doorknob and asked to use the bathroom”

“I could hear you in there” Ed said.

“Did you hear what I was doing?” she asked, eyes still closed.

Flushing deeply, Ed replied, “Yes, that’s when I um, started doing it while I stood there.. I was so hot, I just wanted to have you see me doing the same thing.” He had given up trying to conceal his erection and it rose in an enormous tent from his lap. Terri however still had her eyes closed so she couldn’t see it, but she must have heard the excitement in his voice.

She continued speaking.

“It’s been like this ever since my first sexual experience. I was living at home and my younger sister had a friend stay overnight and they were up late talking about boys and the stuff they did together and they decided to call a dating line to try to meet someone.”

Terri opened her eyes and looked at us nervously. Then she let her eyes rest on Ed’s rigid erection. She flushed a deeper rose and re-crossed her legs before continuing, “Anyway, they were across the room in my sisters bed and pretty soon, they were talking about what they wanted the boys on the line to do to them and what they wanted to do to the boys.”

“Go ahead”, Amy prompted. I noticed that Amy’s shirt had come undone a bit and she was squeezing her legs together as she listened to Terri’s story.

“Well at first they were giggling and laughing, but after a while they were whispering and saying really dirty things and then my sisters friend was the only one talking on the phone and my sister wasn’t saying anything. Then her friend said for the guy to listen and I heard them kissing each other. Then my sister got back on the phone and talked about how she and her friend were playing with each other and then I heard them kissing”.

“What were you doing?” Ed asked. I noticed that he had repositioned himself his cock was no longer bent by the jockey shorts, but stuck out its full length. Terri noticed too and uncrossed her legs. Her jersey had ridden up so far that I could almost see her pussy, but not quite.

“Just listening” Terri said, “but I was really getting horny listening to them especially when they hung up the phone and kept kissing and doing….other stuff.”

“Like what” Ed asked

“You know”, Terri said, ”like the stuff you guys did to each other last night.”

“Did you wind up doing anything with them?” I asked.

“No”, Terri Ann said, flushing deeply, I just listened and kind of humped a pillow real quiet. The thing is, I couldn’t make myself climax. Every time I got close, I’d be humping so hard I was afraid they’d hear me. Even while they each came, I couldn’t. I got so close, I was almost there, but I would just kind of almost do it while I listened to them really do it. Later that night I got up and took care of myself in the bathroom, I think that’s the hottest thing that ever happened to me before last night. After that I always imagined them watching me when….”

“When you what?”

Terri was flushing as she concluded, “When I made myself climax, I imagined them watching me…I still do…. imagine them….watching, like you all are watching me right now.”

“Anyway, last night was the first time I ever got off with anyone else, in front of anyone else and even though I’m not sure that I want to do it again, I do know I want you all to see me, to look at me at least once more….”

“Let me get this clear in my mind”, Ed murmured, now sitting directly across from her, a stiff erection towering over his lap as he spoke. “Did you like rubbing your cunt in the bathroom with the door closed while I stood outside listening and jacking off or did you like fucking me while Rick here squirted come on his way over to have Amy suck his dick?”

“I liked it all” Terri said, but what I wanted to talk to everyone about was to have each of us share something we’d like to do with the others, something we may have been afraid to talk about with anyone else because they might think it was too weird or perverted.”

While she was speaking, Terri Ann stood up. She did not approach Ed, but stood before him a moment turning this way and that. Her long white legs were stretching and I wondered if she was wearing panties. She pulled the jersey up for a second before letting it fall back into place and I knew the answer was no. Then she was leaning over him so far her breasts almost brushed against his straining dick before sitting back down and crossing her legs daintily. “What about it?”, she said looking over at Amy and I, “was last night a one time experience or do you both have want to do some other stuff?”

Amy burst out, “I’ll do anything except fucking.”

I turned to look at her in puzzlement and started to speak, “You don’t mean…”

“Yes, I already said I’m a virgin, even though I’ve done some stuff with men and women, I’ve never really….done it. I’ve done some….stuff, but I haven’t really fucked anyone yet.” She lowered her eyes and continued, “But I really liked watching…..and I liked being looked at…and….playing even though I know I should stop even talking like this with all of you, I can’t help what I’m feeling.”

I met her eyes and said, “Can I look at you now?”

She had, during our talk unbuttoned her entire shirt, exposing part of her breasts, but leaving some of her covered. “I should stop right now”. She had also trapped her hands between her legs and rocked back and forth as she spoke.

“Last night when we were in the bedroom together was the first time I ever did this with a boy, knowing that you were listening to me and doing the same thing to yourself made me so hot I thought I was going to spray when I came.”

My own cock was standing so rigidly in my shorts it may as well have been exposed. I felt it throbbing and rigid, leaking so badly the material over the tip was nearly transparent,. Terri and Ed moved from where they had been and gathered around to where I sat watching Amy rocking back and forth on her imprisoned hand. I could see a stream of moisture running down Terri thigh as she stood legs akimbo watching Amy and I. Ed’s erection bobbed in front of him. Both were flushed and breathing heavily as Terri asked, “Is there anything else you’d like to tell us Amy?”

A small wet sound issued from between her legs as Amy gasped, “Oh no, I should stop right now, I should stop talking about this and go take a shower or something”, but she kept on rocking.

I leaned over and whispered in Amy’s ear, “Remember when you were standing naked with your roommate and you noticed how aroused she was.” Amy nodded and whispered back, “Please don’t….talk about…this…not in front of……another guy,”
I nodded and whispered back, “If you don’t want to think about rubbing off with her, I understand, but I think that Terri is that excited right now, as excited as….”

Both our eyes sought out Terri who had removed her jersey and was sitting next to Ed openly rubbing her swollen and glistening labia while Ed, who had discarded his underwear was stroking his hardened dick. They were both watching Amy and to a lesser degree, me as well as we struggled to restrain our lust.

Amy shuddered and continued rocking making rhythmic liquid sounds as she did so, she whispered in my ear, “She’s not the only one….I can’t help noticing that you….”

I was indeed touching my rigid cock as I whispered, “I can’t help myself” and continued to squeeze the head of my cock through the drenched cotton making my own liquid sounds. Amy whispered back, “I can’t either, if I don’t stop doing this, If you don’t stop…..um…right now….I may not be able to stop…….”

“Stop what?” I said, pulling the material of my underwear aside freeing my cock, which bounced slightly, “Stop doing this?” I asked, slowly stroking myself beside her.

“Yesss” she moaned, “I won’t be able to stop playing with my pussy once I start like I’m doing now.”

She had released her hand from between her legs while she was speaking and now was rubbing her pussy rapidly as she did.

I whispered in her ear, “Is this what you were doing last night after we watched everyone in the living room?”

“Yes” she rubbed rapidly for a moment and then stopped.

“Do you want to show Terri and Ed how aroused you are?”

Amy got up from where she was sitting and stood in front of Terri and Ed. Reaching down, she parted her labia and stood before them motionless, her swollen pussy and engorged clit gleaming, The shirt she still wore was open but still covered her breasts. Her nipples were stiff against the material and she tugged at the bottom of the shirt, creating friction, which made them even more pronounced. She spoke in a soft voice to Terri, “Have you ever wished you had done it with your sister and her friend?”

Terri, who had stopped rubbing herself resumed and rubbed rapidly for a moment before answering, “Oh yes, for a while after that night I was so hot I practically rubbed off in front of my sister.” Her hand slowed and then speeded up as she continued, “I never got to do it with her and her friend, but we…..” Her hand slowed and she looked doubtful for a moment before asking, “Everything we say to each other, it’s a secret, right?”

I nodded along with Ed and Amy said, “All of this is just between us.”

Terri took a deep a deep breath and looking at Amy said, “Have you ever kissed another girl?”

Amy nodded and said hesitantly, “Once.”

This information seemed to give Terri the confidence she needed to continue. “About a month after that night, my family went on a vacation. My parents stopped at a motel rented one room for everyone. After we ate dinner, we turned in for the night. There were just two double beds in the room, so we had to share. I woke up in the middle of the night and my little sister was asleep curled against me like a spoon. I realized that I was very excited and thought that maybe I’d been having an erotic dream and then I realized that her hand was under my nightshirt cupping my breast, squeezing it lightly. I didn’t move or say anything and she just kept squeezing lightly and I kept getting more and more aroused.”

“Did she say anything to you?” I asked.

“Not a word”, Terri replied, rubbing her cunt briskly then slapping it lightly and gasping before continuing, ““She just kept lightly squeezing until I thought I was going to jump out of my skin and I couldn’t really do anything because my parents were asleep in the other bed.”

At this point, Amy stood up and said, “Can I talk to you Terri?”

Terri said, “I thought I was talking to you.”

Looking over at Ed and I apologetically, Amy said, “The story you were telling reminded me of something, can we talk in private and if you think it’s a good enough idea, we’ll share it with the boys.”

Terri stood up and said, ”sure” and both girls walked into Amy’s bedroom and pulled the door partly closed behind them leaving Ed and I sitting on the couch with our erect cocks sticking out and dripping pre come on our legs.

Ed continued to stroke his cock, saying, “I don’t know about you, but I don’t think I can stop at this point.”

I didn’t say anything, but slapped my dick, making it bounce and then resumed sliding my hand up and down it’s well lubricated length.

For a minute or two we simply jacked off in silence, listening to the sounds our hands made on our slippery dicks and occasionally spanking them in unison. The fact that we were imitating each others actions was exciting in a wordless sense which somehow was even more arousing because of the unspoken agreement involved.

Ed was the first to break the silence when he said, “What do you think the girls are doing?”

Deliberately envisioning as nasty of a scene as I could imagine, I said, “Maybe they’re doing the same thing as us, except to each other.” I hesitated and added, “Like we did last night.”

Ed slapped his cock hard and gasping said, “Like you did to me last night you mean, I can’t believe how hot that was.”

Stroking more rapidly I replied, “Did you like that”

Ed gasped “Oh yes, I couldn’t help squirting like that, but I noticed that you did the same thing too.”

We were both stroking our cocks rapidly now as I said, “I wanted you to see me come.”
Ed gasped, “Well, I woke up last night and jacked off thinking about helping you shoot your cream like you did me.”

“I’m thinking about that right now” I groaned “It’s enough to make me want to cream in front of you again.”

Ed stopped rubbing and slapped his red and swollen cock before asking, would you like me to rub some oil on your cock while you do?”

The question almost pushed me over the edge, I managed not to squirt and instead I slapped my cock Before I could tell Ed that I really wanted let him feel my cock throb as it spewed hot cream into the air, there was a knocking at the apartment door. Ed and I both froze, the knocking came again. I got to my feet and looked out the spy hole. Amy’s parents were standing outside the door.

The door to Amy’s room flew open, Amy rushed out and ran to the door, the open shirt she was still wearing flapping as she ran. She pushed me aside and looked through the spy hole. “Oh Shit!” she muttered and then in a louder voice, shouted, “I’ll be right there.”

She looked at Ed and I briefly and said, “Both of you guys get back in my room”; we obeyed and watched her running around, snatching clothing out of dresser drawers and off hangers. “I made plans to go out to lunch with them” she said apologetically, “You have no idea how sorry I am.” Looking at her flushed face and slightly swollen lips, I think I did have an idea how sorry she was. Terri watched from the bed where she sat wrapped in blankets. Amy’s vibrator lay on the floor, still buzzing until Terri leaned over to switch it off.

Three minutes later Amy was wearing a skirt and blouse and brushing her hair. As she grabbed for her keys and purse, she paused before me, kissed me deeply and whispered in my ear, “I don’t know what you three are going to do after I leave, but please don’t fuck Terri.”

With those words she left the room. A minute later we heard the front door close.

You might think that we were still hard as rocks, but you’d be mistaken. There’s nothing like the appearance of a girls parents at her front door to soft boil a hard on. Ed and I were both as flaccid as linguini, overcooked linguini at that.

Looking over at Terri, Ed asked, “What did Amy want to talk to you about?”

“An experience she had with a college roommate”, Terri answered. “The girl might technically be a virgin, but she’s done some stuff that would curl your hair.”

“Anything you’d care to share with us?” I asked somewhat sardonically.

Terri paused a moment considering my question and then replied, “I think it would be best for Amy to provide you with the details, but it had to do with a couple she and her roommate Carol met at a motel in Kansas or Oklahoma or somewhere. I think I’d better let Amy tell you the story.”

Gathering the blankets around her, she looked at both of us and said, “I know that both of you were pretty hot and turned on, so if you want to finish up, I’ll understand. If it’s all the same to you both, I’d like to get dressed and have a word with you both.”

Ed and I looked at each other. Frankly the turn of events had kind of taken the lead out of our respective pencils. “I don’t mind”. I said.

“That’s OK” Ed said, I’d never believe I’d be saying this, but I’m really not in the mood just now.”

Five minutes later we were all dressed and sitting in the living room. Terri had borrowed one of Amy’s tube tops to wear with the cut off jeans she had worn to last night’s party. I was wearing clean shorts and a T -shirt and Ed was wearing the jeans he had worn last night and a T- shirt he had borrowed from me. All three of the shirts we had worn the night before were stained with bodily fluids. Terri looked as pretty as a picture as she sat on the couch brushing out her dark hair. I noticed she had freckles across the tops of her breasts and felt a warm flush of remembrance creep through my loins.

When she finished brushing her hair, she turned to both of us and said, “Most of the time we were in the room, Amy and I weren’t doing anything except working up our courage to talk to you both.. Only just before her parents came did we start fooling around. The reason we started messing around was because we both were too chicken to be entirely honest with you both. Also because everyone, including us was too horny to have a serious talk. The reason I’m telling you both this now is there is something you should know.

“Last night, neither Amy or I could sleep. While both of you and the rest of the people who were here were sawing logs, we both went out for coffee.” She paused and crossed her long white legs, “We talked for a couple of hours and came to some conclusions about how we feel, at least.”

Looking at me, Terri said, “Amy really likes you.” She paused for a moment and continued, “I mean she really, really likes you. She’s liked you for a long time….romantically. She doesn’t want what we did last night…or what we might do in the future to mess that up.”

Terri then turned to Ed saying, “I feel the same way about you….at least I think I do. I know we’ve never really went out together, but we’ve known each other as friends for a long time and this is the first time I’ve ever been around you that you haven’t been with someone else. If you think I’m just a whore, well, I’ll understand. We can part friends and maybe even do this together again sometime, but I’d like to know if there’s more to what I feel than sexual attraction.”

Talk about a bombshell! I was stunned. I turned to see what Ed’s reaction to her little speech had been, but he had gotten off the couch, crossed over and kissed Terri on the cheek and sat down beside her.

Looking directly into her eyes, he said, “I never thought you’d be willing to go out with me and I thought last night was just dumb luck. I figured you’d be gone in the morning and when you weren’t….well, I can’t tell you how happy that made me.” Then he kissed her again, not on the cheek this time.

They ended the kiss after a decent period and Ed said to Terri, “Do you have any plans for the day?”

Blushing deeply and looking up at him, she said, “I think I’d like to spend some time with my boyfriend.”

Ed placed his hands over hers and said, “I hope that holding hands doesn’t sound stupid after we spent the last night swapping bodily fluids, because I’m getting chills right now.”

Terri smiled back at him and said, “Let’s just say we started everything out in reverse, because I really like having my hand held.”

You might think that from where I sat, watching this love feast was making me nauseous, but you’d have been wrong. The fact was, I barely noticed. If you’ll recall, I said that Amy was the kind of stunning girl that any man would be lucky to have show an interest in. I was no exception. I hadn’t even dreamed she considered me more than a friend until last night and, like Ed, I thought that circumstances had been responsible for a lucky break.

I guess men are kind of thick. We think that we pick the girls when they really pick us. Heavens knows how many opportunities we miss because we don’t pick up on social cues like women. How many meaningful glances and inviting looks do we miss while we are staring at legs or breasts? The mind boggles!

Before we parted for the day, going our separate ways, Terri had a couple more things to say. She told us that she thought Amy was hyper-intelligent and more sophisticated than anyone she had ever known. Both she and Amy shared a belief that there was a special man for every woman. At the same time, they believed that there were too many experiences available for a couple to remain in a locked room engaged in exclusive sex. The upshot of her little talk, delivered between blushes and uncertain glances at Ed was that both of the girls liked what happened last night very much and wanted to expand our experimentation and experience as much as possible without alienating any of us.

Terri and Ed got and stood at the door. Before they left, Terri leaned toward me and kissed me full on the mouth. She pulled back and said, “I’ll give you and Amy a call later this week.” She pulled the tube top down for a moment, exposing her exquisite breasts and then pulled it back into place saying, “Who knows, maybe Ed and I can have you over if Amy’s too busy and you can watch us fucking.”

With those words, she took Ed by the hand and pulled him, still smiling into the outside hall and shut the door behind her leaving me alone with my thoughts.