The Porn Star Next Door Ch. 16

Literotic asexstories – The Porn Star Next Door Ch. 16 by SteveWallace,SteveWallace
Chapter 16 – TroyWe prowled around more of Key West on Sunday morning after breakfast on the boat, but the town was about as dead as could be. At breakfast, Troy had suggested a noon departure. We left Key West harbor at twelve-thirty and started heading back north.

At least on Sunday, Charlotte dressed really sexy at my request. She wore that little short tennis skirt and no panties, and again dug out her crop top. She did not have a droop problem with her breasts, so the bra-less look went over well. She loved walking around the city and feeling so naughty. I kept feeling some of her hidden skin much to her delight and occasional embarrassment when I had a hand on her tight bare ass.

Back on the ship, Charlotte served lunch for all of us about one o’clock as we motored north. I chuckled and reminded her that we got in bed twelve hours earlier. Of course, we spent about an hour making love. At least she laughed and I got an eye roll.

I’d cued in Sarah about Charlotte’s curiosity about her previous career in pornography. I suggested she fill her in on the ancillary jobs that went with it. Thus, after lunch, Sarah volunteered to help Charlotte clean up the galley and prepare for our shipboard dinner. The rest of us prowled around the yacht, read, and napped out on the foredeck in the nude as we cruised along at about twenty knots.

I went and talked to Troy about the cruise, yacht, and then we shifted to his possibly moving to Sarasota. I also sized up the man and his personality. Physically, he stood about six feet, was kind of stocky, clean shaven with sun bleached brown hair. He was perhaps a dozen years older than me.

After some small talk, I said, “I hope you weren’t upset that Charlotte spent time with us. I think she’s a real sweetheart and fits in well with us. I hope she starts to hang with us. You, too, for that matter.”

Troy glanced at me and smiled, “It made her happy, and that makes me happy. Plus, she told me that she did want to start to be with all of you more often — you especially, Doug. She’s got an immense crush on you. I haven’t seen her like that with anybody else, I might add.”

I stated, “She told me that you two were an event. My mother and I are sometimes, too, so don’t be upset that I know. We don’t mention those kinds of things outside the group.”

“Thank you. You probably know how I feel — guilty-as-all-fuck sometimes. I’m over twice her age, so I want her to be with others and have great experiences. I’ve always urged her to go out and have her own social life — and sex life. She’ll need to partner with someone else eventually to have a more normal life.”

“I invite you to hang out and participate with our group, too. I assume that you know what went on the past two nights.”

Troy chuckled and glanced at the yacht’s immense instrument panel, “I couldn’t resist; I peeked. The boat has a security system.” He pointed to one of the blank displays on the instrument panel as we cruised along through the light chop. He touched a few buttons, and suddenly on the screen displayed the sedate scene of what was going on in the boat’s living room just then.

Troy touched a few more, and suddenly the screen split and filled with the video of all of us the night before, fucking and swapping around, from two different angles. He commented, “I can zoom, too. The system saves everything to the cloud by way of our satellite link. I think it stays up there for about sixty days before it’s overwritten. Jon had it put in as a security move but it also works for peeping toms like me. There are hidden cameras all over the boat both inside and out.”

“Why didn’t you join us? You know you would have been welcomed. My future sister-in-law Lindsay loves older men.”

“I don’t feel it’s the thing to do while I’m captain of the vessel. I also didn’t want to cramp Charlotte’s style. I thought she might feel some need to coddle me in some way, even if I was with somebody else.”

“Were you jealous?” I posed.

“Honestly, yes, a little. I was more aroused than anything. The two of you are really something. You made her very happy with the great sex and cunnilingus. You sure like giving oral sex to your partner. My God, you made her pass out from pleasure. I know it’s strange coming from her father, but thank you.” He blushed.

“All that taken into account then, why don’t you join us once we’re on land. We’ll all be going to Sarah’s and my condominium. Bring some gear and stay over.”

“And you’ll repeat last night or the night before?” Troy asked. He actually sounded hopeful.

“Possibly. That decision usually rests with the women, but given what I know, I’d say that a repeat of our small orgy would be highly likely, especially while Lindsay is around. Please come. We have plenty of guest rooms, and there’s no requirement that you have to be in the group setting to enjoy the pleasures of the evening with somebody else. You and your partner can be as public or private as you want.”

“You don’t mind somebody as old as I am?” he worried suddenly.

“Heck, no. You’re not much older than Jon. I’m the youngest man in the group, and Jim, my father, is the oldest. He’s got at least ten years on you. My mother is his age. Age is not an issue with us. Dot, my mom, would really get off being with you with your rugged good looks and supportive personality.”

“I’ve got to close up the boat and refuel, and do the logs once we’re moored.”

I chuckled, “No excuses. Some of that can wait until tomorrow, I’m sure.” I grabbed a pen and piece of paper and made sure Troy had directions to our condo and phone numbers. He was already conversant with Uber and Lyft.

Talking Charlotte into coming home with us took no effort at all. She really wanted to continue to be with us — with me. I also thought that she might want to try making love in some setting other than on the boat, especially in her narrow berth. I promised her a king-size bed with satin sheets and she swooned.

After mooring and clearing the boat, all the landlubbers congregated at Sarah’s. Thirty minutes later Troy called and said he had just left the marina in an Uber. I’d expected him, so went downstairs to meet him, opening the outer door to the building just as he got out of the hire car. We shook hands and I took him up into the building, showing him the routine to get in from outside.

As we got on the elevator, I politely warned him, “When I came down to get you, there was some nudity and couples playing together. I just thought you should know. You met Lindsay on our voyage. She kind of has her eye on you, and she’s a lot of fun. I encourage you to just jump right in with both feet.”

Troy laughed nervously, “No foreplay?”

I chuckled, ‘That’s between you and Lindsay. Just ask. She’ll tell you her preferences. From experience, she can go either way.”

Troy said nervously, “Charlotte told me that two of the women are porn stars. Who is that?”

I grinned, “Sarah and … Lindsay. Let me assure you that you are NOT competing with the men that you see with them in their videos. The two of them are sisters and got into the business independently of each other. Their opinion of the men they worked with is pretty low. If you’re expecting a high bar set by one of them, it won’t be from their work in the adult entertainment industry.”

Troy just nodded firmly to indicate that he’d taken in that fact. I could see that he was nervous but intrigued.

As we came into Sarah’s living room, Greg and Dot were already naked and coupled together in a cowgirl on one part of the sofa. Next to them Jon was getting a blowjob from Rachel. They both looked over and waved in welcome to Troy. Charlotte was naked next to them and she’d obviously been making out with Jon and probably feeding one of her young breasts to his mouth. She did not look embarrassed being seen naked by her father. She even gave us a little wave.

Sarah and my father were in the kitchen — naked. She was atop one of the tall bar stools that put her pussy at just the right height for him to bury his cock in her. She had one leg resting on the counter and the other on his shoulder. They ignored our peeking into the room.

Sandy came over to me along with Lindsay. They were both deliciously naked, and Troy started to salivate. I reminded Troy of the names, and he smiled warmly but nervously at the two of them.

Lindsay said to Troy, “I’ve got two glasses of white wine out on the patio balcony overlooking the city and one has your name on it. Why don’t we go and get acquainted … and let me get you to relax a little after all the work you did to bring us home. Just ignore all of this stuff going on … for the time being.” I put my arm around Sandy as Lindsay gently took Troy’s hand and led him across the room to the large walk-out door to the balcony. I noted that she left the door open, so that our sounds of passion would filter out onto the outdoor deck.

Sandy asked after they were gone, “Will he be okay? He looked kind of numb.”

I chuckled, “He is numb. He also knows that he’s with a porn star. Lindsay will talk him off the ledge. Don’t worry.”

“I like him. I was tempted to swap with her, but I figured he’d want to start with her. She told me about her ‘thing’ for older men.”

“Not sure about that, but we’ll see the outcome a little later. You do know there’s a sofa out on the balcony. There are really no lights except for the indirect light that shines up from the street, and we’re high enough that no one can see, so they could get right into it out there, even fuck with her holding onto the railing. Sarah and I like to be out there when we fuck sometimes. It feels like you’re being an exhibitionist to the entire city, except you know that after dark no one can see you.”

Sandy said, “Charlotte wants to join us. Should I get her?”

We looked over and Charlotte and Rachel had changed placed. Rachel was standing on the sofa and squatting slightly so she could lower her pussy to Jon’s upturned mouth. Charlotte knelt in front of him and was doing her rendition of a world-class blow job.

I said to Sandy, “Leave them be. She’ll find her way over when she’s ready.”

I spread out one of Sarah’s yoga maps and a towel on the cushy rug in the room, and then went down on Sandy. She tasted wonderful, as usual. We played for a while and then coupled together. I got four orgasms from the younger woman, and then she begged for a respite.

About that time, Charlotte, slid onto the floor beside us and delivered kisses to both of us. She tasted like Rachel. She then withdrew slightly and looked at each of us to see whether she had overstepped some line by interrupting. I smiled and pulled her in for another kiss, and that one became serious and lasted. When we were through, Sandy did the same, and I could see that the two of them got into it. I felt that Charlotte was starting to appreciate her sapphic side as well as how to respond to the arousal we all felt.

Our foreplay after those tentative deep kisses with Charlotte seemed limited to about two minutes worth of romance and smoothing, and then she was impaled on my shaft as I lay back and she rode me ‘girl-on-top’. Sandy had directed the coupling; I think mainly because she wanted to get her mouth on the two of us simultaneously.

Sometime later, after we’d all had some orgasms and were cuddling, we heard a moan from the open doors to the patio. Since it was a male tone, I assumed that Lindsay had finally gotten Troy to relax and enjoy his orgasm.

A few minutes after that, I saw Rachel head outside through the open doors. Lindsay came inside a few minutes later with a smile. She spotted the three of us and came right over. She lay down beside us. She teased, “I think you may want to do a clean-up job on my hot little fuck box. I seem to be full of your father’s baby batter. Interested?” There’d been no indication that Charlotte did that type of thing, what Sarah called being a ‘cum slut’. I worried that we were grossing her out.

Charlotte nodded somewhat enthusiastically, and Lindsay spread her legs and then pulled her pussy lips apart. Charlotte seemed to figure out what to do without further instruction. Fuck. My brain turned to mush again.

* * * * *

I awoke on Monday morning with Charlotte and Sarah cuddled up to me in bed. I woke the two of them. I knew that Sarah wanted to be at work early, and wasn’t sure about Charlotte. Turns out she also wanted to clean-up from our sex the night before and connect with Jon to walk from our condo over to the building their offices were in. She’d brought the clothes she’d needed for her office from the boat the night before. The three of us showered together in our large enclosure. Great fun to start a new week, yet we all made it to work on time.

While at work, I got a text from Sarah; ‘Have to go to Virginia (near D.C.) next week for five days. Back-to-back tax and new IRS rules seminars that impact Jaycor.’ I chuckled and wondered how that would go for her, especially if she got recognized as Candy Sweet by some of the other seminar attendees. I’d tease her later.

While at work, I made up a little booklet of ten ticket-like coupons, each labeled ‘HALL PASS’ in large letters. The other words on it stated, “This ticket entitles the bearer to one extraordinary sexual session with the men or women of your choosing. There is no limit on location, frequency of sexual couplings, or other related items, other than they occur within a twenty-four (24) hour period.” I scribbled my signature on each coupon.

The hall-pass coupon booklet held ten tickets printed on cover stock and looked very official. I’d give them to Sarah so that she could REALLY enjoy her trip to Virginia. I figured that I’d get more information from her that evening at home. I tucked my present into the portfolio that I carried my iPad in when I went home, and went back to work.

Sarah and I arrived home at the same time. We took the elevator up together talking about dinner plans and recalling how hot the weekend had been for us and how great the trip to Key West had been. She did verify that Lindsay had flown back to Miami, but didn’t know about any of the others or their plans for the evening.

We hadn’t had some alone time for almost a week, so we took advantage of the time and were happily ‘together’. We went out for drinks and dinner, had some rich conversation, including the discussion of one of my mother’s primary statements we should talk about prior to marriage: ‘What childhood experiences influence your behaviors and attitudes that you have today? Is that good or bad?’

I talked about my having been a scout and the training to ‘be prepared’ and ‘be helpful, and the other scout traits that were emphasized.’ My dad had even been the troop leader for a couple of years. I’d learned to be helpful. I guess the other thing was my interest in all things electronic and technical, as well as aviation. My mother had been the one that inculcated in me the attitude of inclusion and broad-minded thinking, along with critical thinking. I’d been taught to challenge the status quo and think of ‘a hundred’ other ways to address whatever that was. She’d also tried to make me a social creature, teaching me to dance and how go on a date.

I also told Sarah, “Now, I find that I’m fucking my father’s wife and he loves to watch, and I have new and better relationships with both of them, plus he’s been fucking my fiancée.” We shared a laugh.

Sarah went right to growing up without a father figure, and the deteriorating relationship with her mother. She thought that the lack of a father made her want to please men more to earn their favor, and that had partly led to her career in pornography and doing escort work. The lack of closeness to her mother had left her and her sister on their own to develop their feminine sides while growing up fast.

Sarah said, “Since we were pretty poor, my mother was constantly concerned about money and how we had to save it for a rainy day. I guess that influenced my need to accumulate wealth and be sure I could make it for a long while if my income streams dried up.”

“So, did you come up with a figure that you had to exceed to be a success?” I asked.

“Yes. I did a lot of planning and research, so the number was pretty specific — just under four million dollars. My research was mostly looking at other people and finding out what they made to have a very nice lifestyle. On the interest and earnings on that amount of money, I could live in a comfortable lifestyle and never really have to work. I hit that number with my savings and investments, and then quit the sex industry to try something new. I’m still surprised that I did it.”

I was shocked. I knew that Sarah had a nest egg, but I had no idea it was that large. I struggled to contain my surprise.

“What about your relationships?” I asked as my mind raced.

“Well, I evaluated the various men and women that I’d worked with, and almost all of them came up short as lifetime partners. I had a normative idea of what a boyfriend or husband should be like, starting with being my best friend — and seeing that I wanted the same with that person for the rest of time. They also had to have a sense of humor and not take themselves too seriously. Part of leaving L.A. and Vegas and the sex stuff, was also to see whether I could find a new circle of friends, including at least one man that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. That’s you, babe.” She smiled.

I teased, “So, I’m barely but adequately acceptable?” I tried to make it sound like she was scraping the bottom of the barrel when she deigned to be my fiancée.

“NO!” Sarah protested almost leaping out of her chair. “You’re perfect — or close to it. You’re so much more than just acceptable. I didn’t mean to imply that at all. You’re twisting my words.” She looked worried, like she’d really insulted me in some way.

I sighed, “Okay, but if I slip into the barely acceptable category, you have to tell me and we have to have some serious discussions about how I can turn things around.”

“You don’t have to turn anything around. I love you just the way you are.” She was insistent about that.

Our dinners arrived and we concentrated on eating after that. We strolled home actually talking about the alternate kinds of wedding ceremonies we could have. Our options seemed to range from a quick trip to the Justice of Peace, to a major blowout with as many friends, co-workers, and family members as we could conjure. Neither of us were set on any particular occasion, and obviously Sarah’s mother was having no involvement. Sarah doubted she’d even come to the event, if invited. At that moment, she wasn’t inclined to invite her.

At home, we watched some television and cuddled on the sofa. Cuddling evolved into complete nudity and then Sarah put on one of Lindsay’s porn videos. She wanted me to get cranked up, and it worked. How I made our lovemaking last thirty minutes once I got my cock inside her, I’ll never know given the video and Sarah’s dirty talk that kept urging me to fill her wanton cunt with baby batter.

We repeated the evening the next two nights with similar results. We were happy and joyfully in love.

On Thursday, Sarah sent out a late-afternoon text to everyone in the group asking about plans for dinner. She wanted to socialize. I suggested that she include Charlotte and Troy, too; but she only had Char’s number. Greg and Sandy begged off. Rachel replied that she wanted to connect with us, as did Charlotte. Jon would be free in an hour. Rachel had been staying with him – interesting. Charlotte had been on the boat during the evenings with Troy, moored about three-hundred feet offshore in the city marina.

I poured us some wine and put out cheese and crackers. Rachel came in next. I was thinking about how to contact Troy before Charlotte arrived. She knew and immediately texted her lover from the nights before.

I asked Rachel, “Did you and Troy hit it off on Sunday night?”

Rachel grinned, “He was great after he recovered from Lindsay. She thought so, too; in case you haven’t talked to her. He was like a big teddy bear to sleep with. We slept out on your balcony until about four a.m. when I got chilled. We fucked again out there, and then I pulled us inside to my bed. We napped, and then he said that he had to be ready to move the boat very early; so, he left about five-thirty. I made him promise to come back tonight. I went back to sleep for another hour.”

Troy and Jon arrived together. As it turned out, they had to go to the marina and settle the account, and arrange for future docking whenever Jon wanted to take the boat out. Mooring was dramatically less expensive, so the boat went to a more permanent anchorage right in the nearby harbor. The two men had to learn the various procedures for getting to and from the boat, and regarding refueling and temporary dockage.

One thing that I had noted about Jon, and that was that he was considerably richer than I’d initially thought. The boat was only one clue. Atop that, he was making a good six-figures doing the trust management work at his firm. I made a note to be sure to never sponge off of him, except maybe for a boat ride when he invited.

We decided to walk in our group to Patrick’s and got a table for the six of us. As we set out to walk, Troy fell in beside me and held me back slightly to put some distance between the two of us and the other four.

Troy said, “Was what I did last Sunday night alright with everyone — I mean with Lindsay and Rachel? I’d never been with two different women the same night. Hell, in the same year.”

I smiled, “Not only was it all right, you were a big hit with both women and they each want a repeat adventure with you. Don’t forget about the other women, too.”

He accepted that. “Rachel also had me look in with her on the rest of you as you … made love. That was so arousing and sexy. Lindsay told me about her current work, and then she told me about Sarah being Candy Sweet. I may not be your friend after what I say, but since Sunday, I’ve watched about a dozen of Candy Sweet videos and movies and lots of Lexi Staxxx videos.”

I teased, “And jerked off?”

Troy looked chagrined. “Errr, Charlotte was with me. She reminded me that you know about us, and that you have something like this in your background.”

I nodded, “I do. My mother and I recently redefined our relationship. You’ll meet her on more serious terms if you can be here one of the next weekends. She’d really like you, and so will my dad, although he’s not at all bicurious.”

“Neither am I,” Troy quickly affirmed. He paused and asked, “And you’re completely okay with Sarah and I getting together for sex? Or Lindsay her sister, although that’s water under the bridge?”

“Not only okay, but I encourage it. She likes variety, and I like to be sure she’s happy. On a similar note, I should ask about Charlotte and me, or any of the men in our group?”

“Oh, just like you said about Sarah, I encourage it. She can’t have a long-term relationship with me, although it’s fun to fantasize about. She needs people like you and Jon in her life — and other men, since she seems to want to be involved with multiple men simultaneously. Make her happy. I think she likes the variety, too.”

We kept walking. I ventured, “So, you’d like to participate with us, but are unsure as to whether you’d really be welcome or not by everyone? I assure you that you are very welcome to hang out with us. We respect each other, like each other, and in many cases love each other.”

Troy nodded, and said, “That about sums it up, I guess. Thank you. I try to respect everybody, by the way. I’m always amazed at how hard some people make that, not by what they believe but by how they act.”

Dinner was a buzz. I noted that Jon and Rachel had a new closeness. I knew that they liked each other, but something deeper seemed to be afoot. I had an idea that I’d suggest to her later when I could speak in private to each of them.

Charlotte made a point to sit between me and Troy. She was exceptionally ‘touchy’ to both of us throughout the meal, favoring me, if I had to make a call. Sarah was on the other side of Troy and engaged him in more conversation about his background. Troy then got into a long conversation about Lindsay, and what she’d been like growing up. I learned a few things.

Lindsay, like her sister, had been a wild child. She adopted the role as a party girl from her sister as they grew older, and was always up for a good time. She also did some drugs but not as heavily as Sarah. And then, not even knowing about Sarah’s adult video career track, she also discovered an easy and enjoyable way to fuck her wallet full of money.

Also, like Sarah, she’d spent what she earned almost wantonly after getting started in porn, and then woke up to her need for an education in her adult life. She finished her GED, and then got serious about saving money and living frugally. She got herself a sugar daddy, and moved in with him for two years; thus, she saved almost all that she was making by fucking on film. He also encouraged her work and helped get her established as a high-end escort. While she’d been doing that kind of stuff, she’d been attending college majoring in mathematics. She wanted to get a STEM kind of job after she graduated, hopefully next May.”

Troy asked, “Is she still with the sugar daddy or having a relationship with him?”

Sarah shook her head. “Nope. He’s long gone, and I don’t think Lindsay would be interested in him today either. She’s looking for good and solid relationships and not a sugar daddy, and she does like variety. Further, the people she’s seeing are either from the porn industry or others in her classes and study groups, who’re all a few years younger than she is. She’s almost twenty-seven and her classmates are all about twenty. She said that the dating pool is really empty for her.”

Troy pushed, “So, if someone was interested in her — romantically — she might be open to something?”

Sarah finally caught on. “Oh, definitely. Do you want me to help in any way?” She knew that Troy was shyly enquiring after her sister, so kept things light and indirect.

“Just put in the good word for me, please. I thought I’d go down and see her in Miami next weekend, if she wouldn’t mind a visitor. I should have paid more attention to her — to all of you — on the boat. I thought that I had to kind of keep hidden, although later, Jon chided me for not being sociable. Oh, this is important; I don’t care about her work and that’s not why I’m interested in her, although that certainly caught my attention.”

“Lindsay would love to see you and spend time. Call and let her know in case she has some exam or school crisis going on. By all means, go! I can give you all you need for phone and addresses and such.”

I also nodded at Troy to encourage the liaison.

Troy pondered and said, “I don’t suppose she’d be interested in a traditional relationship, would she?” I couldn’t tell whether that was what he wanted or whether he was testing about how untraditional she might be.

Sarah chuckled and gave a candid reply, “Probably not. I think she wants an open relationship, like me, or even something polyamorous. She’s moved way beyond traditional the same way I have. I hope that doesn’t discourage you.”

Sarah captured Troy to walk with on the way home, and had him wrap his muscular arms around her. I noted she pulled one of his hands to the nearest breast after we weren’t walking along the populated Main Street. I didn’t mind, since I had Charlotte and she wanted us to walk with our arms around each other, too. She also wanted to stop and kiss frequently. Jon and Rachel were in lockstep with the rest of us.

We congregated in Sarah’s apartment. She got us all inside, and then pushed Troy to one of the two sofas in her living room. She got him seated and then stood in front of him and slowly removed her peasant blouse and her bra. Troy’s eyes wandered all over her sexy body. He was totally intrigued.

The rest of us were losing our clothing, too. Charlotte had whispered to me that she wanted me to make love to her, and that it was important that her father see us sexually involved. “I want him aroused and even a little jealous. I want him to know that I love to fuck other people. While I love him, I know that I need to broaden my horizons. I want him to do the same. I guess Sandy has been doing the same thing with her brother. I’m not ready to be exclusive and probably won’t be for years to come, if ever.”

Sarah had removed the rest of her clothing, and shifted into stripping off Troy’s clothes. He was cooperative and mesmerized by the porn star’s hot body. He was the last of us to get naked. I did note that he looked over at Charlotte and noted how we were standing and hugging as she trapped my rampant cock between her legs and gave some grinding action to provide us both stimulation. I squatted slightly and she had to stand on tiptoes to do that.

Jon put Rachel on her back in the overstuffed chair with her legs over the back and spread wide, thus she was almost upside down. From behind the chair, he was ideally positioned to start some serious cunnilingus on her upturned cunt. Rachel moaned frequently as his mouth, tongue, and fingers foraged in her wet nether region.

Charlotte and I adopted the love seat. She looked so pleased and I felt her enthusiasm about our coming union. She lay back as I sat on the floor in front of her and put her legs over my shoulder. I could inhale her aromas before I even got close to her pussy. She was panting before I even started to eat her. I think she nearly orgasmed as my tongue and forefinger simultaneously made contact with her labia.

I don’t know how Charlotte knew to push me a little about Sarah and her father, but she did. “Do you like seeing your fiancée about to be fucked by Troy. He’s very satisfying. As he gets going, after his cock is inside you, it slowly swells and that increases the friction in all the right places. He also knows about just where to touch a woman to make her peak. He’ll own Sarah before the night is over.” The devilish grin let me know she was teasing, although I doubted there wasn’t an accurate word in what she said.

I thought that sounded pretty good, actually. As Charlotte had dished out her dirty talk and we watched the two other couples making out and in some hot foreplay, I think my cock had swollen. It seemed fuller when I went to slide into Charlotte. She welcomed me by wrapping her arms and legs around me and pulling me deeper into her body. Her mantra became the simple words: “Oh, yesssssssssssss. Love meeeeee!”

Sarah also knew how to tease me. I heard her little ‘Ahem’ to call my attention to her and Troy. She had him lying back with his cock sticking straight up. She was then on him in the reverse cowgirl position, so I’d be sure to see every millimeter of his shaft sliding into and out of my fiancée.

I whispered to Charlotte what I wanted her to do. She hesitated, grinned, and then we uncoupled. She crawled the short distance to the other couple, and then started to lick from Troy’s ball sack all the way along his shaft and then across the open pinkness of Sarah’s spread cunt, and right across her clitoris.

Charlotte kept going, right up to Sarah’s generous breasts, pausing at each to be sure the nipples were in a white-hot condition. Charlotte moved higher, leaving her hands on the breasts she’d just sucked.

Sarah moaned, and then the two women kissed before Charlotte did more licking at the point of penetration some more, this time staying the course, until Sarah had an orgasm. I then crawled over and kissed Sarah. I pulled Charlotte back to the sofa we’d been on and we sexually coupled again. God, she had a nice warm and snug pussy.

We went through several position changes. I asked Charlotte to find which one she liked the best. She told me that the ones where my cock was inside her and we were sharing our love were the best. That just made us kiss with greater passion.

I couldn’t help but hear Rachel and Jon telling of their love for each other from only a few feet away. I was sure that there was something important happening there, and felt that I’d learn more in the near future. I also had my idea to push them together.

After six of us had each had at least one orgasm, we lay around the living room, naked and basking in our afterglows. After a bit, Sarah and Troy went out on the balcony with a blanket. She hinted that besides fucking again, they might sleep out there. The weather was certainly the perfect temperature for it.

I suggested a swap with Jon, and so Rachel came to me for Round 2, and Charlotte, after blushing slightly, went to Jon. I heard him helping her avoid the feelings of being a slut by fucking two men so close in time.

As we started to fuck, I whispered to Rachel, “You love Jon a lot, right?”

She nodded and then kissed me. “Yes, but I still love you.”

“Why don’t you move in with him. And that is not me trying to get rid of you. I just see how the two of you interact, and it seems like a natural progression for both of you.”

“You wouldn’t feel abandoned? Sarah? I know I did a lot with you to get you to adopt me. I’ll feel like I’m fickle or something worse.”

“I have Sarah, and probably Charlotte, and you’re being with Jon is fine. It’s not like we won’t see each other or be able to express our love to each, even like this.” I jerked my cock a little harder into her lovely cooter.

Rachel kissed me hard, and ground her pussy down on my cock, forcing my hard shaft to go really deep into her body. She whispered, “I’ll think about it … and again, I love you.”