Sarah crawled on her hands and knees across my queen

    sized bed. As she firmly nestled one of her knees

    against my p.u.s.s.y and lowered her generous b.r.e.a.s.ts to

    mine and began stroking her n.i.p.p.l.es back and forth

    across mine she smiled and said, "How come I have to

    do all the work?"

    "Because it''s my bed," I said, brushing my finger tips

    along her firm upper arms and onto her back. I raised

    my head a bit and was rewarded with a long and loving

    kiss.

    Sarah lowered her wonderfully warm b.r.e.a.s.ts against

    mine and looked me in the eye, "But at my place, you

    always get on the bottom first."

    "That''s because, then, I''m the guest you silly thing,"

    I said, as if it made perfect sense. I was saved from

    being severely tickled when the phone rang.

    Sarah grabbed the phone and handed it to me. As I put

    stomach and on until its tip was searching out my c.l.i.t.

    "Hello?" I said.

    "Road trip!!" screamed a voice in my ear.

    "Fran!" I yelled back, my voice squeaking at the end

    as Sarah found a particularly s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e spot.

    "Are you all right?" Fran asked.

    "Sort of in the middle of something right now." I

    answered.

    Sarah raised her head and whispered, "You," she

    emphasized ,"…are not doing anything."

    I smiled sweetly and pushed her head back down where

    she rewarded me with a severe tongue lashing where it

    felt best.

    "OK if I come up this Saturday?" Fran asked.

    "Can you come?" I said, thinking about Fran but looking

    at Sarah.

    "Now you''re having phone s.e.x?" Sarah whispered in mock

    outrage.

    Her finger had replaced her tongue, and she was quickly

    through my already wet p.u.s.s.y. Between the sensations

    burning in my crotch and the two different conversa-

    tions I didn''t know if I was c.u.m.m.i.n.g or talking.

    "C.u.m…c.u.m..," I gasped.

    Fran said, "Yes I''ll come on Saturday. You sound busy.

    See you then." She hung up.

    "C.u.m…c.u.mmmmmiiinnngg," I m.o.a.n.e.d, throwing down the

    phone. My h.i.p.s undulated on the bed as I pulled

    Sarah''s magic fingers tighter to my spasming p.u.s.s.y.

    A minute later Sarah was lying by my side. "I wish my

    phone buddy was that effective. I''ve never seen you

    c.u.m so quick."

    "Oh?" I said, raising an eyebrow. "You have a lot of

    phone s.e.x do you?"

    Sarah put an innocent look on her face and said, "All

    the time, but I always think of you."

    "Now you''re just trying to make me feel guilty. You

    don''t really mind if I spend the evening with Fran do

    you?" Fran didn''t know I had gone over to the girls

    I hadn''t come out yet.

    "Well…." she drew out. "If I''m not properly satisfied

    before the weekend, there''s no telling what kind of

    depression I might sink into."

    I smiled and said, "I''ll see what I can do." I rolled

    over a bit and began to suck on one of Sarah''s n.i.p.p.l.es

    as I rubbed my palm in a circular motion on her other

    hard n.i.p.p.l.e.

    More than an hour later, and after several sheet soak-

    ing o.r.g.a.s.ms, Sarah m.o.a.n.e.d, "Enough..enough…I don''t

    think I could stand to see you this weekend anyway."

    "Thank you, love," I said, as I gave Sarah one last

    kiss on the lips.

    Fran and I had been friends since she and I had been

    college roommates. She''s a couple of years older than

    I, although we were in the same year at school. She

    had married right out of high school, and after two

    years of having to support a husband, who couldn''t

    seem to find a job, she had obtained a divorce and

    begun college. She took teaching courses and concen-

    trated on physical education. She wasn''t the prettiest

    girl at school, but she had a sort of tomboyish

    freshness to her features. She was tall with shoulder

    length brunette hair and hazel eyes. She was forever

    playing some sport or other and it kept her figure

    slim and firm.

    If you''re thinking that I was attracted to Fran and

    that we spent our college nights in a s.e.x.u.a.l frenzy,

    then you''re wrong. Oh I found her attractive all

    right, but at that time I was hiding my s.e.x.u.a.l

    orientation from everyone, including myself. We both

    dated men from time to time, but most of our weekends

    were spent with friends partying. And Lord could that

    girl party. She could drink anyone I knew, man or

    woman, under the table and there were many nights

    when I passed out in the wee hours of the morning

    while Fran was still going strong.

    At the end of college we had gone our own ways. She

    went back to her small home town and took a teaching

    position, while I had gone to the big city and taken

    a junior management position at a large retail outlet.

    Several times a year we got together to catch up on

    things in our lives. She always showed up around noon

    on a Saturday. We would have a long lunch, then we

    would shop until the early evening. After that we

    would have a long dinner. Through it all would be

    lots of chats and, for Fran at least, lots of drink-

    ing. Somehow, I always ended up doing the driving and

    Fran the drinking.

    We were on our way back from dinner that Saturday

    night when Fran said, her voice slurred slightly

    from too much wine, "I have to tell you what happened

    the other night."

    "What''s that?" I asked.

    "You remember Ann and David, don''t you?"

    "Yeah." Ann is Fran''s recently divorced roommate.

    She''s a pretty girl, maybe a few pounds beyond the

    ideal, but a couple of those pounds seem to have

    settled in her generous b.r.e.a.s.ts. Thick blonde hair

    and dark eyes make for an attractive package. David

    is Fran''s cousin. He has regular features, dark hair

    and eyes, a little on the thin side and a very quiet

    person.

    "Well, the other night…" Fran began.

    ***

    She had always thought that Ann and David would make

    a good couple, but Ann''s divorce had turned her off

    men for the time being, and waiting for David to make

    a move was like waiting on a glacier to advance. One

    evening an opportunity came up that, Fran figured,

    would give her a chance to throw Ann and David

    together.

    She and David were avid fans of the UK basketball team.

    They were playing in a major game on TV so Fran invited

    David over to watch. To sort of lubricate things she

    made sure there was a lot of beer and wine available

    as well as snacks to make everyone thirsty. Then she

    rearranged the living room furniture to make the couch

    the only good place in the room from which to watch

    the TV.

    David showed up, and Fran positioned herself on the

    couch to make sure that the only place for him to sit

    was next to Ann. After consuming several beers, David

    loosened up and he and Ann were giving each other high

    fives and giggling and talking over the good plays. By

    the time the game was over everyone had a pretty good

    buzz going. Then Fran put the next part of her plan

    in effect. "I got a video this afternoon," she told

    the other two. She popped the tape into the player and

    plopped back down on the couch so close to David that

    he unconsciously scooted closer to Ann.

    The video was one of those B movie t.i.t.s and a.s.s shows

    that takes place on the beach. It was short on plot,

    but long on men with rippling abs and busty babes

    wearing bikinis that were entirely to small for their

    purpose. Fran was pleasantly surprised when the movie

    began with a long and sensuous s.e.x scene. She noticed

    Ann and David had stopped talking and giggling and

    that they were giving the couple on the screen all

    their attention. About that time the phone rang. Fran

    jumped up and ran into the kitchen to answer it. It

    was her father, also a UK fan, who wanted to replay

    the game in detail.

    When Fran finally got off the phone and headed back

    to the living room she thought, ''At least I gave them

    plenty of time to be alone.'' And when she entered the

    room and looked at her cousin and her roommate in the

    flickering light from the television she thought, ''I

    guess I''ve taken care of putting them together.''

    Ann was laying back on the couch with David on top of

    her. They were in a kiss so deep Fran couldn''t see how

    they could breath. David had run his hand up Ann''s tee

    shirt and he was rubbing and squeezing her generous

    tits. Fran figured they might stop when they realized

    that she was back in the room, so she quietly took a

    seat in a chair across from them.

    David''s hands were roaming over Ann''s body from the

    curve of her luscious a.s.s up to her b.r.e.a.s.ts. Because

    she had moved the furniture around, Fran couldn''t see

    the television very well from that chair and her

    attention was constantly drawn back to the writhing

    couple on the couch.

    As she watched, David pulled Ann''s tee shirt off and

    then unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor.

    David took one of her succulent t.i.t.s in hand and then

    he moved his lips to her rock hard n.i.p.p.l.e and ran his

    tongue over it.

    Ann reached down and unzipped his pants and pushed

    them down. She began to rub the bulge in the front

    of David?s b.r.i.e.f.s. When she found that his c.o.c.k was

    so hard it was straining at the thin material of his

    shorts, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the

    b.r.i.e.f.s and pulled them down. Ann stared hungrily at

    David''s c.o.c.k as it pointed nearly straight up his

    lean body and pulsed with his heart beat. When her

    eyes locked on his they giggled and resumed taking

    off each other''s clothes. When they were n.a.k.e.d and

    staring at each other Ann said, "I need to taste you."

    David breathed, "Oh yes," as he laid back on the

    couch.

    Meanwhile, back at the chair, Fran was about to have

    a melt down. David and Ann had obviously forgotten

    about her in their passion. She slid down in her chair

    and lifted one hand to a b.r.e.a.s.t and her other hand

    went down the front of her jeans. Parting the outer

    lips of her p.u.s.s.y she wasn''t surprised to find a warm

    clinging wetness. As she watched Ann take David''s

    erection into her mouth, Fran suppressed a m.o.a.n and

    began to gently rub the little nubbin of her c.l.i.t.

    David couldn''t take his eyes off Ann''s face as she

    slid her lips up and down his c.o.c.k. The sensations

    were incredible. "Oh God, Ann…suck it," he whispered.

    "That feels too good." The pulsing sensations in his

    c.o.c.k began to build. David couldn''t keep his h.i.p.s from

    pumping up to meet Ann''s lips as they tried to milk

    the c.u.m from his balls.

    Ann knew that David couldn''t last much longer. When

    she glanced up, she saw David throw his head back. His

    hands grabbed the fabric of the couch and his voice was

    nearly squeaking as he gasped, "Ann…oh Ann…I''m

    going to cuuummmm."

    Ann felt the head of David''s c.o.c.k grow larger in her

    mouth, and the pressure of the c.u.m as it surged up

    David''s c.o.c.k shaft. His h.i.p.s shot upward as Ann''s

    mouth suddenly filled with hot, thick wads of c.u.m.

    Ann was able to not only swallow David''s c.u.m, but she

    went on to suck even harder on his spewing c.o.c.k. David

    was about to go delirious with p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. He thought

    that he might pass out with the sensations Ann was

    creating in his blood engorged c.o.c.k head.

    When David had finally spent himself Ann released his

    softening c.o.c.k from her soft lips. David said, "Oh

    Ann that was incredible." He stroked her hair gently

    and smiled into her eyes. "Let me see what I can do

    for you."

    As Ann arose and started to join David on the couch,

    they both heard a m.o.a.n from across the room. It came

    from Fran who had her eyes closed tight, and with one

    hand on her c.l.i.t and the other busily stroking a rigid

    n.i.p.p.l.e, was writhing in her own o.r.g.a.s.m. For nearly a

    minute her h.i.p.s pumped and her legs quivered in spasms

    of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

    Fran opened her eyes to see Ann and David starring at

    her. For a second she was rigid with shame. But then

    she saw Ann wiggle her finger in a come hither gesture.

    Ann said, "Come here Fran. I''ve always wanted to do

    this to you."

    Fran quickly stripped off her shirt and jeans and

    joined the other two on the couch. Ann pulled Fran

    down until one of Fran''s legs was across Ann''s l.a.p

    and the other was on the floor, leaving Fran''s puffy

    p.u.s.s.y lips open to Ann''s fingers. "God , your body is

    burning," whispered Ann, as she slipped a finger into

    Fran''s wet c.u.n.t.

    "I can''t believe we''re doing this," breathed Fran as

    she tilted her head in order to kiss her roommate hard

    on her full lips. She couldn''t keep her h.i.p.s still as

    Ann thrilled her c.l.i.t with light quick flicks of her

    finger.

    David had slid to the end of the couch. When Ann had

    given him the c.u.m of his life he thought that he might

    not be able to arouse his flaccid c.o.c.k again for a

    week. But as he watched the two women, only a couple

    of feet away, begin to m.o.a.n in their s.e.x.u.a.l heat, he

    felt a renewed power in his manhood. His hand went to

    his now rapidly hardening c.o.c.k and began to stroke it

    from base to the tip. In a few minutes prec.u.m was

    washing over the head and David found himself squeez-

    ing it in order to keep from squirting his load.

    It was amazing, thought Fran, just how much p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e

    could come from Ann''s finger moving only a quarter

    inch at a time, with a steady stroke, on the tiny

    bundle of nerves that was her c.l.i.t. The sense of

    warmth and fullness filled her crotch and t.h.i.g.hs. It

    built in waves until, at the crest of one wave, there

    was no let down and the spasming mindless p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of

    an o.r.g.a.s.m filled her body.

    "Oh, Ann," she m.o.a.n.e.d. "That''s wonderful. I never

    knew how good it could be with another woman."

    Ann laughed, "Well, I''ve yet to find out tonight, for

    God''s sake, make me c.u.m, I''m about to go out of my

    mind."

    Fran was eager to give Ann the same p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e that she

    had just experienced. She maneuvered herself on the

    couch until her lips were hovering over the blood

    engorged lips of Ann''s p.u.s.s.y. "Eat me," whispered Ann,

    as Fran''s tongue speared into her dripping c.u.n.t.

    "Mmmmmmm…," Fran m.o.a.n.e.d into her friend''s quivering

    hole. She couldn''t believe that the taste and smell of

    a woman''s p.u.s.s.y could be such a turn on.

    David couldn''t hold himself back any longer. The sight

    of Fran''s glistening red p.u.s.s.y waving back and forth

    just inches away was too much. Cousin or no he just

    had to stick his rock hard c.o.c.k into that hot and wet

    chamber. He got to his knees behind Fran and guided

    his c.o.c.k head into her c.u.n.t. With a shove of his h.i.p.s,

    he was buried up to his c.o.c.khairs in his cousin''s

    p.u.s.s.y.

    Fran welcomed the c.o.c.k in her c.u.n.t by setting up a

    mutual rhythm with David. She replaced her probing

    tongue in Ann''s seething p.u.s.s.y with a finger and

    turned to David saying, "Oh Dave… I love your c.o.c.k.

    We should have been f.u.c.k.i.n.g for years."

    "So tight and hot," he hissed between clenched teeth.

    David felt as if the c.u.m in his balls was about to

    boil.

    Fran could swear she felt David''s c.o.c.k swell as he

    began to m.o.a.n in time with his thrusting h.i.p.s and

    spewing c.o.c.k. It triggered her own o.r.g.a.s.m which was

    soon followed by Ann''s first but not last o.r.g.a.s.m of

    the night.

    Back in the car I said, "God Fran, that is too wild."

    She gave me a hard look that belied her drunken state.

    "Ann and I have a lot of fun these days," she said.

    When she said that; the hot blood simply flooded my

    p.u.s.s.y. I felt as if I might c.u.m if I so much as shifted

    my b.u.t.t on the seat of the car. But instead I made a

    turn and headed my car toward Sarah''s apartment.

    "Where are he going?" asked Fran.

    "I want you to meet a special friend," I grinned in

    reply. After all there was plenty of weekend left.