My folks invited a lot of neighborhood people over to the house for my 18th birthday. Mark's folks, Mark and Shelly came too. Mark went to the bathroom at one point, and I hatched my plan. As he was coming out, I headed in there myself and passed him in the hall. We stood there, isolated by the din of the others, and he remarked at how lovely I had become and how proud he was to hear how I was doing in school. I was pretty scared, but I managed to say, "You know Mark that I'm still a virgin?" A tear was coming down my cheek. He looked stunned and couldn't talk. Then, "Will you be my first lover? I've always wanted it to be you." I couldn't even keep looking in his eyes. He started to protest, "But you know ... Shelly ..." He was having trouble putting words together. Then, "I'd love that." "Oh thank you thank you." and I ran into the bathroom, where I broke down and cried.

We managed to work out a plan. We would meet in the parking lot of a local mall, area H2, at 1 in the afternoon. I went there dressed in a short red skirt and a loose angora sweater. He had on a sports coat and tie -- he took the afternoon off but didn't tell Shelly. He drove me to a downtown hotel where he had reserved a room. He parked in the underground lot and left me to go up and check in. I was so nervous sitting there waiting. When he came back down to the car to get me, we took the elevator up to the lobby -- such a beautiful place -- he had gone all out -- crossed over to the main elevator and he punched 11. On the way up, I was wrapped in his arms kissing him for the first time in all those years. I'll remember the room number, 1118, forever. Those were the years in my ages I had had a crush on him.

The door closed. He kissed me on the forehead, and the cheeks, and on the tip of my nose. Then he lifted my chin and kissed me on the mouth, a long, deep kiss as he pulled me against him and crushed his hard organ against my tummy. Then his hands started to carress my chest through my sweater as he stood back slightly to admire me. He was so handsome, 6'3, maybe 200 lbs, strong. Then he pulled up my sweater and saw I had a sheer blouse on with no bra. My nipples were up and I have nice brown areola around them and he just touched them with the tips of his fingers.

I started to undress him, too, but he said, "No this is for you this time." He was so gentle and so unrushed. He touched my nipples for maybe five minutes before he even tookoff my blouse. Then he was kissing them and gently licking them with my blouse open. He unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor before he even took off my blouse. I felt his hand slide over my silky panties and then his mouth kissing me there, taking me all in his mouth. Oh god.

Then he slid my panties to the floor and I stepped out of them. He stood up and just looked at me naked except for my open blouse and he had only lost his coat and tie at this point. "You are so beautiful," he said. I felt beautiful, too, standing there, beautiful and sexy and a virgin. Then he undressed himself in front of me while I played with my breasts through the silky fabric of my blouse. His cock seemed so big, I couldn't imagine it inside me, but I wanted it too.

He came over to me and put his cock between my legs, front to back along my slit. It felt so wonderful and I was so wet as he slid it back and forth and kissed me deeply. It seemed symbolic when he slid my blouse off and picked me up and carried me over to the bed. Somehow he had already pulled down the covers and put a towel there.

He started over by kissing my ankles, and my calves and my knees, and my thighs. As he got closer, he was licking more than kissing. I was moaning by the time I felt his tongue in the crack between my pussy and my leg. Then he spent the longest time just licking my pussy lips. Slowly I felt his tongue on the soft lining between my lips and then -- i didn't know it then -- but he found my clit with his tongue and his fingers were just inside me on the top of my vagina. I was cummming cummmming. It was so strong, stronger than anything I had felt with boys and their fingers.

Funny thing was, he asked me right then, "Do you still want to do this?" I couldn't talk. I just shook my head yes with my mouth wide and my eyes fixed in his. I felt the tip of his cock in my opening. He played with me there for a while and it was causing me to spasm and buck. I finally needed more. In a voice I didn't recognize, I just said, "Now Mark" I felt a sharp pain as my virginity gave way and his cock plunged into me. God God God. His plunges were hurting but felt wonderful. We had chosen the time just before my period so I could have the real thing and for the first time in my life a man's cum filled me. A couple of times he asked, "Are you ok, should I stop?" but I had to have it. And even after he came, he continued as long as he could. And when he went limp, he still stayed inside me as he kissed me lovingly, carressed my breasts and just held me close.

We stayed in that room all afternoon. I don't know how many times we made love, but only after the first time did he let me carress him and kiss him and take him in my mouth. I knew guys liked that but had never done it. I had tasted my fingers before, but there was a new taste, a wonderful taste.

Of course, the next day, I went to the nurses office and got a bunch of condoms and started having sex with the boys in school, including my prom date. Mark and I have been together a few times since then, but it was a long time before another man was able to treat me the way he had. I told Amy all about it, but I don't think anyone else in the world knows.

Lydia was braless in a white silky blouse that hid no secrets. Her red skirt barely hid her panties. She was lovely. I had on my favorite blue suit -- very modest you might say -- and also a white blouse and no bra. 

We looked at each other with love in our eyes. Then Lydia helped me off with my jacket as I unbuttoned her blouse, Soon we were both topless and Lydia's lovely breasts had me so excited. I went around behind her and turned her to face the men. Then I started kissing her neck as one hand caressed her breasts and the other unzipped her skirt. As her skirt fell to the floor, my hand slid over her panties and briefly flicked over her furry triangle. Kissing my way down her back side I lowered her panties to the floor as she stepped out of her shoes totally naked. As she turned around I could already smell the sweet aroma of her sex, but she beckoned me to stand. 

Soon Lydia was behind me and I stood facing the men. Both guys looked nervously at each other but were also quite aroused. Carl had his hand in his pants. Lydia took both of my breasts in her fingers as I leanded back so she could kiss me. Then I felt her cool hands unzipping and lowering my skirt. I gasped as she slid her tongue down my side and her hands both moved into the waistband of my panties. As my panties fell to the floor, one hand came between my legs from behind. "Oh Margo," she muttered as she felt the wetness of my pussy. I played with my breasts as her fingers entered me. Oh god. I was already having an orgasm standing there in front of Carl and Frank. Then Lydias head pressed my legs further apart and soon she was licking me, drinking me, probing me with her tongue. I could barely stand as orgasms shook my body.

I turned and collapsed on her, my mouth immediately engulfing her whole pussy. She screamed as my tongue licked her vulva and penetrated her vagina. She was licking me and we both continued to come over and over.

I objected when she stopped but realized a cock was there. Whose was it? A groan as it plunged deep inside me told me it was Frank. Soon Carl was in front of me stroking his hard cock. I helped him to a few moments of oral sex and watched as he plunged his cock into Lydia's open sex only six inches from my face. Frank's thrusts were slamming to the top of my vagina and I was moaning and shaking out of control. I was licking Lydia's pussy as Carl fucked her and god, i was totally consumed, totally happy. The men had not turned on us or rejected us. Everything was wonderful as Frank's juices suddenly filled me and Carl's cum was oozing out of Lydia.

When we were done like that, each married couple went to a different part of the room and tenderly made love over and over. I said to Carl, "Let's start a baby, honey." And so we did the next month.

"I'm so sorry," I said as sobs broke out. "Me, too. You are the most important thing in the world to me." "I didn't mean for that to happen." "It's OK. It's OK. I didn't either." We stood and hugged each other. Tears were running down Carl's face, too. "I love you, Carl. I love you. I love you." He kissed me like he did when I was a girl. "It's fun doing things with them, but it's you I want." "I think so, too."

Carl touched me lightly on my breast. I needed his love like never before. He unbuttoned the top button on my blouse. Then a thought came to me. "Just a minute. Wait here" and I hurried into the bedroom. I started pushing clothes around on the closet rod. Yes. It was there.

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I was 19. Carl was a handsome ROTC cadet I had been seeing for six months. I admired his courage despite all the horrible things that were happening in the war back then. I had let him go further than any man before, but he respected my wishes as I had clung to my virginity. Still, he knew how to give me an orgasm with his fingers and his mouth. I had overcome my shyness and learned to satisfy himm with my hand and to take him in my mouth.

That night we had gone to see a play. "Virginia Wolfe." I had already made up my mind. When we got back to his off campus apartment, we sat on the sofa like we frequently started out. We kissed and he touched my breasts ever so lightly. Then I said, "Just a minute," and darted into his bathroom. He heard me pee and run the water in the sink. But I came out wearing a new black nighty I had hidden in my purse. 

I appeared to him across the room, but he quickly came to me. I had a lump in my throat but managed to whisper simply, "Tonight." He wrapped both arms around me and we kissed for what must have been five minutes. "Wait. I bought some rubbers in case this ever came." "No. My period is almost here. I want you the way you really are."

Carl gently pulled the strings of my nightie off my shoulders and let it fall below my breasts. He looked at them like he had never seen them before. I was a 32 B back then and they were nicely shaped. I enjoyed looking at them in the mirror myself. He kissed me again and all over my face and down to my neck. It's the neck that makes my breathing get heavy and makes me wet. He touched my breasts with his finger, kissed them and gently cirled my nipples with his tongue. Then hid slid the nightie over my head and stood back. I stood there naked, with my hands at my sides, my long black hair streaming over my breasts. Carl stood back and just looked at me. Despite all we had done, I had never stood before him like that. "You are so beautiful."

My juices were running down my leg as Carl undressed in front of me. I led him by the hand into the bedroom and we pulled down the covers and got in. Carl kissed me again as we embraced. He kissed my breasts again and my tummy and my thighs and licked my pussy lips as my legs opened wide for him. "Now," I said. 

I felt his cock touch my opening for the first time. Oh, how I needed him then. He was so gentle. He slowly pushed in. Then resistance. Then a sharp sting and he was buried inside me. I winced and a tear ran down my cheek. "Are you OK?" "I'm wonderful." What a feeling that was, his hard penis all the way up into my tummy. He began a slow rhythm and I was rocking my hips to meet him. Then passion exploded and our rhythm became frantic. Our mouths were locked together. His hands held my breasts and we were both emitting gutteral groans. We were fucking. Yes, fucking, and it was not a dirty thing at all. I was having a wonderful orgasm when I felt him 
come inside me. I was so happy. He continued to stroke me even after he was spent. And when he pulled out his cock, it had long since relaxed. 

For some silly reason, I was crying, and Carl kissed the tears off my face. "I love you," he said. "I love you so much," I said. He kissed me deeply and then, with the lightest kisses, touched my eyes, my nipples, my sloppy, bleeding pussy. And before long, his hard cock was inside me again. He moved slower then and it must have been 20 minutes before he came again. I broke curfew and stayed with him the whole night. I never knew love making was so wonderful, and after a shower, we made love off and on all night long.

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I stood before him in that same black nightie. Carl came to me, held me in his arms, and I had all I could do to make my voice whisper, "Tonight."

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I saw Lydia in the hall the next day. I said, "Won't you come in?" 

As soon as the door closed, we stared at each other for a moment, and both broke into sobs. Then we embraced. "I'm so sorry." "No, no." "Carl and I talked and its ok." "Frank and I talked, too. We're OK. And if it's OK with you -- well -- you know -- Sundays -- we like getting together with you." "Oh, Lydia, Yes. Yes."

We kissed like girls do at moments like this. Then we were dancing slowly to the music on the radio. We kissed again and it was longer and for the first time, I knew something was happening. "I love you, Margo." We kissed again and I realized I was wet. "Oh, Lydia," when I felt her hand on my breast. It was like electricity. Her breast was a new feeling under my fingers, then, too. I knew girls sometimes did this, but I had no idea how exciting it could be. We took each other's blouses off. It was funny how hard it was to take off each others' bras -- we giggled. Then I unzipped her skirt and slid it and her panties off. 

We both stood naked, staring at each other. There was that beautiful woman I had admired so much and watched make love to Frank and then, Carl. She was tall, maybe 5'8" and had nice C cup breasts, dirty blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes. When our naked bodies came together our breasts touched, we pulled our hips together. I had never touched another woman's breasts and hers felt different than mine. Firmer, larger nipples. We carressed each other's breasts for a long time. Then, together our hands wandered down. Her fingers were cool and thin as she parted my lips. I remember how her pussy felt so different than mine. Plumper somehow.

We moved into my bedroom and the bed was still unmade. She could feel a place in the sheets where Carl and I had been "You and Carl made love, last night, didn't you?" "Yes, it was the first time, since, you know, Sunday." "We did, too. Make love to me, now, Margo!" and we both plunged our fingers deep into each others' vaginas. Lydia found my G spot -- we didn't even know the term then -- and my spasms of love began. 

Something came over me and I wanted to taste her, like I tasted her on Carl's cock Sunday.I turned around and climbed on top of her, kissing her knees and legs and tummy. Her pussy was right before my eyes and I couldn't believe what I was feeling. I loved that, wanted that. When I felt her tongue on my own lips, I started licking her. What a wonderful, female taste and aroma. Different than mine. My clit exploded with feeling as her tongue moved between my lips. And I could actually see her clit. I licked her there and started fucking her with my fingers. I couldn't help but think about how i had seen Frank's and Carl's cocks go in there and i moved faster and faster as i began to come myself. Then I plunged my face deep into her pussy, my tongue lapping inside her vagina. Did I taste Frank's juices from the night before? She was doing the same to me and we stayed like that forever. Orgasm after orgasm wracked my body. Then we were spent.

We came back around and kissed each other -- all those wonderful tastes and smells -- gently carressing each others' breasts and pussies. "I love you, Lydia."

I tiptoed up behind this new man and, so he didn't see my hands, started to stroke his back. Then I rested my head on his broad shoulder blades. His aroma was intoxicating as I slid my face back and forth over his shirt. Lydia was already pulling Carl's shirt out and had her hands on his chest. I did the same thing and was suprised how wiry Franks chest hair was. I was getting terribly wet and couldn't resist opening Frank's belt and sliding my hand over his cock.

He must have figured out what was happening when I pressed my chest against his back. I don't have nearly the boobs that Lydia does. I heard him mutter, "Oh, my!" and he turned to face me. He gave a shocked glance over to Lydia and then grabbed me.

Carl had gotten wise pretty quickly too and looked at me for an explanation. I muttered something like, "Just a joke," but by then, Frank was kissing my neck and reaching inside my blouse. I watched in dismay as Carl turned to Lydia and his hands disappeared into her skirt. I could tell he had them on her bare fanny under her panties.

I knew then that I would be having Franks wonderful cock and resigned myself to letting Carl have Lydia. Frank was more passionate than I had ever seen him with Lydia -- probably because of the new partner. He took off all my clothes and I his. Then he began a slow exploration of my body with his hands, lips and tongue. He did this right in the kitchen with me standing up -- circling my nipples, kissing my belly button, fingering my pussy while he played with my clit with his thumb and tongue.I could barely stand when his thumb went in my pussy and his finger up my asshole. I was cumming standing right there.

We retired to the sofa and his ministrations continued. Carl and Lydia were fucking on the easy chair. I finally said "Fuck me now, Fuck me now." Carl and Lydia were moaning and grunting and soon Frank and I joined in as he slid his beautiful cock inside me. Thank god for birth control pills because I felt him gushing forth in me for five or six strokes.

When we parted, Carl and Lydia were sitting on the corners of the easy chair looking down at the floor. Tears were in her eyes and mine started to get wet, too.

All four of us went back to our respective partners. Carl stood up and we hugged. Lydia and I were both crying like babies by now. I gathered myself together and gave Carl a big hug and a kiss. I knelt down and started kissing his legs and tummy and finally his wonderful cock. I had started to give him a blow job, when I realized it was not my pussy I was tasting on him, but Lydia's. But it was a wonderful, confusing aroma and it was as much her smell as his rising organ that made me let him cum in my mouth. When that was over, he fucked me proper and it felt very very good.

Carl and Lydia had made up and made love, too. As we went home, I realized that we had crossed into a new life. I also wondered at the strange feelings that Lydia's taste and aroma had aroused in me.

I'll admit we girls were merciless teasing them and harrassing the boys from behind while they did the dishes. We were kissing them on the necks, stealing money from their pockets and otherwise being pests. Frank finally turned around and grabbed Lydia in a big bear hug and huge kiss. Carl was not to be outdone and next thing I knew I was off my feet with Carl's hand on my fanny pressing me against him and a deep deep kiss. It was making me wet and I could feel his arousal through all those clothes. I could picture him heading off to church with a big hardon, poor boy.

But I could see Carl was not looking at me and, following his eyes, I glanced over at Frank and Lydia. His hand had disappeared under her blouse! Fine thing for a Sunday morning! Lydia was really uncomfortable and I could hear her horse whisper, "Frank, not here! Frank!" He replied, "You started it!" But she was melting and not really trying to stop him. Soon they were locked in a deep kiss again as he played in her underthings.

Next thing I felt was Carl kissing my neck as he set me on the edge of the dining room table. When he reached under my skirt, my panties were soaked already. Then both boys started to take off our blouses. "You started it; you started it," seemed to be the only excuse they could think of. Lydia and I panicked simultaneously and broke free to run squealing into the living room. But by then it was a game and we girls lost as our clothes were ripped off us.

I was so hot I didn't care any more. Lydia was parked on the sofa with both feet touching the floor, her skirt pushed up over her waist, panties nowhere near and her legs wide open. She was beautiful, a natural blonde as it turned out. Frank was eating her pussy and eventually worked his way up to her nipples. She was writhing in ecstasy but had the sense to slip out of her skirt. Seeing Frank enter her was an event I had never witnessed before. Where there was almost no opening, suddenly his cock was swallowed whole in a gaping hole. With every stroke, her pussy seemed to pull in and out like a little kid eating a popsickle.

Carl and I both watched in fascination before we landed on the floor with Carl's fingers deep in my body and one of my breasts in his mouth. He is so good that way; he had found my g-spot though nobody even knew the term then. He always made me cum before he satisfied himself and we both came together next. When he put his cock on my clit I was already having spasms and it sent me over the top screaming. He didn't have much staying power that day but I needed him to cum in me and cum hard. He plunged into me and after five minutes of glorious, dangerous, naughty sex, I let out a huge moan and felt his sex explode within me.

When I opened my eyes, beautiful Frank and beautiful Lydia were standing over us watching, their full frontal nudity seeming like the perfect thing for a bright, blue Sunday morning. Wet juices were running down the inside of her leg. Church did not seem like the perfect thing and we made the appropriate excuses the next week.

The Breakfast Club, as we came to call it, met from time to time, while we were stationed together, always on Sunday morning. Scrambled eggs turned into omelets - jelly, cheese, ham, olives and so on. The fillings in our pleasure omelet were more interesting, too, as time went on.

I don't know what was coming over me but I kissed him again. Soon our tongues were playing in our mouths and I was sucking on his tongue like I used to do.

I was wearing a nice spring dress, top to bottom all blue and yellow flowers, coming just below my knees and not a bit of cleavage. Petticoats flared it out and, if I do say so myself, made my figure look great.

Then I felt his hands wandering over my chest. Even through all my clothes it was a wonderful feeling. Even though I was getting nervous, I let him kiss me on the neck. Electricity flooded through me. Finally, I pushed him away, looking about warily.

"We can't be doing this. People will see us," I said. Then we were kissing again and those oddly familiar hands were on my breasts again. I broke away again.

I looked around to see if someone might be coming up the path. So far no one. The woods were pretty thick off to the right and led down toward a creek. I took his hand and let him down the hill. Out of sight of the trail, we stopped and kissed again. His hands cupped my breasts and he tried to reach below my waist, but all he could do was push the skirts between my legs.  My dress was proving to be a problem because i had so many layers on and this wasn't exactly the place to take it off. His shorts on the other hand were not a problem and I could stroke him through his clothes. Oh I wanted him.

I was thinking I would have to lean against a tree, but then we found a log he could sit on. I pushed him down and stood looking at him with desire in my eyes.

I reached behind and unzipped my dress as far as I could. I slipped out of the sleeves.

Then I pulled myslip down off my chest and reached back again to unclip my bra.

I threw my bra to him and reached under my skirts to pull off my pantyhose. I was in a teasing mood so I draped them over his head.

"Mmmm. Smells like someone is excited," he said. It was true. I was soaked through.

"Looks like she's not the only one."

I reached under and slipped off my panties. I laid them right over the bulge in his shorts. He still couldn't see anything down below.

Then I leaned over and unzipped his shorts. His cock felt even better through the cotton of his jockeys.

When it popped out as I pulled them down, I noticed that it hadn't changed since I last saw it years ago. I wrapped my panties around it and started rubbing again.

"Oh, that feels good," he said.

"I've got something that feels better," I said, and I held up my skirt and petticoats so he could see all of me. Or as much of me as possible with my dress in that state. I don't shave, except my legs all winter long, so I had a nice bush for him.

I pushed him back on the log and straddled him and the log. My skirts fell back over him. Reaching through the side of my hem, I held his cock upright and positioned myself over him. His hands were carressing my bare breasts -- oh it felt so good when he gently twirled my nipples. I was using his cock to tease my clit and he was sighing as he felt my wetness all up and back on my pussy.

Then I just wanted all of him. I got my vagina over him and -oooooh yessss-slid down over him. My skirts were balooning in ripples as we fucked. I know he couldn't see anything but my bouncing boobs, but he was bucking like a horse up into me every time I dropped down on him. I was having a beautiful orgasm out there in nature. I don't think anyone could hear my moaning; at least I hope so.

Married men don't carry condoms in their wallets and I certainly didn't carry one to church. So it wasn't long before I felt his intensity peak and then the throbbing in his cock and his juices pulsing into me. Oh my god it was good. He was able to keep going long after he finished until eventually what was left of his cock popped out of me. 

"I never cheated before," he said, looking guilty.  I didn't say anything because I couldn't make the same claim.

"I better get home," he said. "Carol will wonder what happened to me." I must have stood up too fast because I had to wipe my leg off with a kleenex, two, three. I put on my panties and bra and stuffed the panty hose in my purse. I let him leave first so we wouldn't be seen coming back to the trail together.

And that was that.  Except that wasn't that. We found more convenient times to meet for the next several months. I had to clean up real well because I knew my husband would want to finish off the weekend in style.

"Hey Suzy?" "Yes?" "Do you think they would let us in if we went up there now?" "Are you crazy?" "Come on. What do you think?" "Maybe they're asleep." "Suzy?" "Yes?" "Do you have any condoms?" "Three or four." "I've got three." "Carol!" "Yes?" "We'll be kicked out of band." "Come on. We won't get caught." "You're serious aren't you." Giggles. "They're staying in Room 823." "Carol!!"

With the lights off, I run to the bathroom to take a pee and clean up my pussy. Then I get dressed. Carol does too. "Get the key." We peek out the door by the light of the fire exit. All clear. Giggles. We scurry down the hall to the staircase and start to climb. Halfway there, I grab Carol and give her a big kiss and hug. "I love you for this, Carol." Then we are there, in front of their room. We can hear the TV, so they must be up. I am about to knock when Carol says, "Suzy -- take your clothes off." "What?" I say in a stage whisper that is half shout. She is already half undressed. "Oh god," and soon we are both standing a pile of clothes. I look over at Suzy and she looks very pretty that way in the red light of the exit sign, 5'6, black hair, large aveoli, maybe 34B, nice figure. I can't help but giggle, though.

Eric answers our knock. First you see the little peephole go dark. Then the door opens a crack and he sees it is us. Only when he opens the door wide does he realize he is staring at two naked ladies. "Holy shit." We grab the piles of clothes and scurry in, giggling out of control. "Hey Ray, get a load of this."

Eric is standing there in only his jockey shorts with his cock not yet aware of the possibilities. In fact, he is clearly at a loss for what you do with a naked lady who just happens to show up at your door. After a pregnant pause, I drop my clothes, hang on to my purse and run up to him. I put my arms around him, press myself against him and start kissing him passionately. He is still stunned. I reach down to confirm that he is getting the idea and his cock fills out even as I hold it. And it really is as big as I imagined.

I push him back on his bed, pull his jockeys down over his balls and start to kiss them, suck them, lick them. Then with my tongue, I lick slowly up and down the shaft and tease the little hole at the end. I then push my tits together (35D) and use them to stroke his cock some more. I see Carol sitting astride Ray's face moaning as he eats her and rubbing his naked cock with her hand behind her. I am hungry for Eric but first I take his cock in my mouth and turning my head from side to side, slide up and down until I think he can wait no longer. I slide one of the condoms on and climb over him. I lean back so he can watch and slowly take his cock into my vagina. Ohhhhhh yes it is just as wonderful as I imagined. I'm riding him now, faster, harder, deeper. Slamming him all the way in. He is stroking my clit with his finger and I am in ecstasy as I come come come. "Oh Eric Oh Eric." I lean so his cock is pressed forward in my vagina and my g-spot catches fire. Now I am moaning out loud and that added pressure makes it impossible for Eric to hang on any longer. "Oh yes Suzy. Oh yes." I've been hearing noises from the other bed and see Carol in 69 position with cum leaking out of her mouth and Ray's fingers burried deep in her pussy and her asshole. She is wracked with spasms.

I dismount from Eric and come around to 69 position myself. I slip the condom off and take is now waning cock in my mouth again. I love the taste of his cum and he sets me on fire with his tongue and fingers down below. Soon his wet fingers from my pussy are in my asshole and his tongue is in my pussy.His cock starts to rise again, and now, I am cumming continuously. Before long I taste and feel the hot sperm exploding in my mouth. I turn around and kiss him with it still in there and we share the taste of his and my sex. We both swallow. Another condom and I am in the fetal position on my side -- and how do I describe this -- he is kneeling across me so he is at right angles. His cock goes in sideways like that and he fucks me for maybe 20 minutes before he can come again.

Carol meanwhile is sitting on the edge of the dresser with her legs apart and Ray standing in front of her. She puts her legs on his shoulders and I watch as Ray slides his cock in. Spasms rip through her abdomen and her juices run down onto the dresser. I am fascinated to see that cock slide in and out of another womans pussy, and if possible, even more turned on. They do this for a while and then Ray, without separating, puts her legs around his waist, picks her up and stands there still fucking.

Seeing Carol get fucked exites me in ways I barely understand. As Erics thrusting cock makes me cum once again, I imagine holding Carol in my arms.

Soon, both boys have a temporary condition of limp cock and Carol and I stand there looking at each other. To my surprise, Carol reaches out to me and soon we have embraced. Simultaneosly, our hands are carressing our tits and as Carols hand reaches down my belly, I find her bushy place, then two pussy lips and a very wet place between them. We sit side by side on the bed and are kissing as our fingers enter the mysterious domain of another woman for the first time. Such a wonderful feeling. Hot and wet like me but foreign. And we are so gentle with each other. The orgasm is coming on slow and deep. Then I want to taste her -- does she taste like me? And so we are soon laying on our sides licking each other's pussies, in love in a way we never imagined, only dimly aware that the two guys have started to masturbate during what they take to be a show.

Soon, a cock, Ray's cock, appears in my face and the moment is over. Ray gets his blow job and fucks me from behind. Eric has Carol leaning against the bureau and he is fucking her from behind. We are out of condoms and morning is coming. We sneak back to our room, clothed this time after warning the boys that if this ever gets out, we will start a rumor that they are gay and both have HIV.

Carol and I spend the rest of the night, and when we are not fucking Ray and Eric, the rest of the week in the same bed.

( as told by Suzanne  to Margo, her new lover)