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Chapter I Last Sunday, my wife Aprils' company sent her upstate for two weeks of unexpected corporate training. Whereas, I had just returned from an assignment overseas, and had a great four-day romantic weekend planned at the lake; their timing really sucked!

Come Friday, just five days later, I was horny, but loved April too much to cheat. Besides, I doubt if I could have gotten much of a boner, what with feeling guilty and what not. I also did not want to risk losing my Top Secret clearance and job. Whereas, it invites blackmail, cheating’s frowned upon by the D.O.D. As for matters of personal preference, officially, they’re no longer an issue; although some old-school managers, yeah like mine, Max Underwoody, can make life difficult for certain-people. I’m glad he’s not a member of the gym we use. I’m not gay or bisexual and never look guys—um…except when I’m at the gym. For some reason, I cannot help but to check out the exposed cocks in the locker room. Yeah, and in a men’s room. Damn, I even glanced at Max’s cock once, or tried to, as we stood in front of the urinals at work. I saw his pee stream, but not his cock, Max Underwoody, indeed, no oxymoron with that name. As I shook the last few drops from my cock I glanced at Max and said, "Check this out--" "What the fuck! I don't want to see your...big prick." "Sorry, I wasn't talking about my dick." I laughed and zipped my fly. "I was going to tell you about something funny that happed while golfing last Saturday." Max turned away and said, "And that was?" "Well, the guys had been busting my balls all day, and--" Max grunted. "Why did you shake your cock at them too?" "No." I shook my head and said, "Pretending to be hurt, I mumbled to Dan as he addressed the ball, You guys don't love me anymore." Dan took a practice and said, "We still love Stan." Just as he was about to swing at the ball, I said, "You say that, but you still won't swallow!" He missed the ball and everyone burst into laughter including Dan. I got him good, huh?" Max did not find it funny; instead he stared at me for a moment and said, "Your golf buddies are gay?" "Heck no, that's why it was funny." What a dumb as. "Oh really?" "Yes, really." As left the john, Max said, "Your perverted humor escapes me."

When I returned to my desk, it hit me, with no personality, and so little to offer anatomically, it’s no wonder he’s never been married. As for my compulsion to steal a glimpse, I think most men want to look; to size up the the competition.

Back to me being board, horny and not inclined to cheat; I decided to go shopping to divert my thoughts elsewhere. Later that afternoon, with my credit card still smoking from the purchased the biggest flat screen TV I could find, I headed home. April had wanted a big screen for a while. With the Government cutbacks, including my agency, I kept saying no. Where wives are concerned, especially my April, denials begat counter-denials. Thus, playtime has been on the decline; the new TV should rectify that problem. By late Tuesday morning ,with our new TV installed, I called my neighbor and friend James. James answered, “Hi Stan, what’s up; you lonely again?” “Me, lonely; hell yeah, but that’s not why I called.” “Un, huh.” “Really, I called to tell you we now have a big-ass flat screen.” “No shit! That should make April and your dick happy.” “That was my intention. Um, why don’t you and Kim come over for dinner? I have some nice steaks for the barbecue. Let’s say, round six? After which we can watched the new HBO special in super-size.” “Sounds like a plan. Since your cooking, I’ll pick up a couple of six-packs. Later…” “Wait, don’t hang up. Before I forget again, tell Kim I made stuffed artichokes.” That should get her here. Damn, I’d love stuff her sweet whatever. “Will do; bye.”

I looked at my jeans and tee shirt on the chair. Guess I should put something more than my briefs on. As I looked at my jeans on the back of the bedroom sofa, the phone rang. James again, no doubt. “What now?” “Hey, what’s with you?” April said. “Sorry love. I thought it was James again. What with the time zone difference, I didn’t expect to hear from you so early. Is there anything wrong?” “No, not really, I just miss you a bunch.” “Likewise.” “Are you horny for me yet?” “I’ve been horny since you left.” After a long silence, April said, “Me too, and I—” “And you what?” “Well, I was so horny I masturbated in bed last night.” “There’s nothing wrong with that love. I dreamt of you last night too and also wacked off.” Her voice cracked a little, “But—” “But what?” “Promise not to get mad.” Where the fuck is she going with this? “Well?” “Ok I promise.” I sighed. “You masturbated, why would I get mad? You didn’t have help, did you?” “Not exactly.” “What the hell does that mean?” I heard her sniffle. “I didn’t dream about us.” “Then whom?” Silence ensued. “Go on, tell me. Who was he? I won’t get mad.” I can’t get angry with her, what with the ex-girlfriends and whomever I dream about when stroking. “It wasn’t a man; it was Marge, the new girl.” “Oh…” Hmm. “Is she out there with you?” “No, not yet, but she will be tonight and…” “And no problem, it’s ok. Fantasize all you want bout doing it with gal; gets me off too and someday—” “There’s more, hush a moment.” More? “The hotel’s booked solid and the boss told me Marge is going to share my room. It only has one bed; I don’t know what to do?” Damn, I wanted to be there when she exploded her bi-side. “Tell me what to do Stan. I could sleep in the chair and maybe tell her I have a cold or whatever?” “That won’t work. She’ll just think you’re weird or something and probably tell your whole office. Um, hey, is Marge bi?” Another long silence answered my question. “Look, whatever happens, happens, just tell me about it when you get back.” “Are you sure?” “Yes, but no reruns without me, OK?” “I love you so much Stan, and I’ll try not to play around until we can do a threesome together. I have to get to a meeting soon, bye.” “Bye, love ya.” Shit, I should have told her to take pictures. I put a foot right leg into my briefs; paused. Oh, fuck it. I put them down. I don’t take that many long weekends. Maybe I’ll just go round as is—no, naked. Yeah, what the hell, besides, it’s not as if anyone’s coming over this afternoon. I took my briefs off, tried to kick them into the hamper, and missed. Had April been home, I would have picked them up. Instead, I just scratch my nuts and felt my stomach grumble. I glance at the clock on the nightstand. Dang, it’s after ten. I headed for the kitchen.

Entering the family room I stopped dead in my tracks, and said aloud, “Damn, not another?” My eyes scanned the room and I listened for her damn humming. Oh crap, I’m naked; she must be drooling. “I know you’re in here. Come out and show yourself.”

Sox appeared from nowhere, jumped onto the back of the sectional. Her eyes and head followed what I could not see. “Get her girl.” Sox leapt high, swatted at seemingly nothing, and dropped to the floor. She ran toward a mosquito writhing on the floor and stomped on it. “Good job, girl.” Wary of her needle-like kitten claws, I lifted her to my face her. “That deserves a treat.” I chuckled. Hmm, I don’t think I’ve ever had a pussy save my ass.

I returned to my bedroom and put my tee shirt and briefs on. Sox meowed from the bed. “I know you want that treat.” As if she understood, Sox followed me to the kitchen.

After lunch, I decided to play my guitar. Whereas I always play rock loud, I put a note on the front door for James that read. ‘It’s open. Just come in. The new TV’s in the den.’ As I walked down the hall, I heard the pitter-patter of Sox’s paws. I glanced back. “Wow, you ate all that chicken already?” “Hey, Stan.” A voice screeched from my music room’s open door.

As always, Sox darted past me into the room. When I entered, Alfie, our African gray said, “Hey, Stan.” “Hi, Alfie. What’s up?” He bobbed his head and hopped from his perch onto my shoulder. “April, April.” “Not you too?” I pulled my bar stool back, put my feet up on my old desk and flipped Fender amplifier on. When I picked up my guitar and started to tune it, Sox went nuts on input cord. “Hey behave, or out you go.” Sox jumped onto the desk and meowed. Alfie nibbled on my ear. “April.” “It’s just me again. April won’t be playing her piano.”

I cranked up the reverb, and started to play the lead for Crimson and Clover. About thirty minutes and a few songs later, the room lights flashed. Perched on the tuning knobs of my guitar, Alfie looked toward the door and screeched. Who would just walk on in, it’s too early for James. Sox looked up and ran toward the door. I bet they cancelled April’s class! I smiled, and spun my bar stool round. “Ah, fuck, it’s just you.” “James, James.” Alfie screeched. “And, hello to you too, Stan.” James scooped up Sox. “That’s one smart bird.” “Not smart enough to be pissed at ya. You gave me a scare. I wasn’t expecting you until tonight.” “That’s obvious.” He looked at my briefs, and laughed. “Sorry I startled you.” “No you’re not.” I gritted my teeth. “That’s it, get the fuck out.” I swatted at another mosquito. “Crap, the lil fucker got away again.”

James cringed. “Was it a tiny black one?” “Yeah, why?”

James stared. “Um, well, I read somewhere; they carry the West Nile virus.” Hmm, most mosquitos round here are tiny and black. He made that up. It’s ball busting time again, huh. “West Nile, just what I wanted to hear. You’re just a fountain of TMI.” I shook my head. “Why are you here so early?” “Kim went to bingo in Winchester with her sister. They won’t be home until near midnight. I figured I’d come over and annoy you for a while, maybe check out your new TV?”

“Aw, Kim’s not coming.” I frowned and turned back round. James chuckled. “Yeah, you won’t get to gawk at my wife’s body tonight.” “I don’t gawk, I, I mean—” I turn round again. James rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right.” Ah, it’s time for payback to begin. “Hey, it’s your fault.”

“What the fuck?” James stared. “We’ve been best friends since we were kids. You know how horny I am.” I shook a scolding finger. “And yet you marry the hottest fuckin’ gal you could find. And, and, then move in next door.” “Yeah, I married her just to tease you.” James laughed. “And I told her to flaunt herself at you every chance she got. Besides, April’s just as hot.” “True, but I wouldn’t tell her to walk around the house naked when I wasn't home?” I paused a few seconds to let my lie spread roots before adding, “And do it with every curtain up, like Kim.” James shook his head. “That was so freaken lame. Is that the best you can do, Stan?”

Fuck no, just wait, Chump. I pretended to rub my nose to hide a smile. “By the way, that flat tummy and shaved pussy of hers, well, I just had to grab my binoculars. When she saw me watching, and take my cock out, she started to masturbate.”

James stewed a bit, and then said, “That’s a crock of shit!” He took the bait. Just have to reel him in. Oh, he's going to be so pissed.

With a straight face, I said, “Oh hey, when did she get that butterfly tattoo above her pussy?” You're in my net now, Dude.

The veins on James' head stood out. His face reddened. “I ought to shove those binoculars up your ass.”

Ready to lose it any second, and not wanting my best friend to have a stroke or whatever, I said, “Got ya good, sucker.” I laughed until tears ran down my face. As I wiped my eyes, James’ still-red face came into focus. “Bet you want to how or from whom I got all those naughty little details?” James stewed, then said, “If you value your face and our friendship, yes.” “I got them from you, last weekend, after golf, at the clubhouse.” “Bullshit.” “As I have warned you for years, the more you drink, the more you talk.” “Fuck, why did you let me get so drunk?” “For one thing, I was driving, not you. Besides, I tried to cut you off. Grab your cell phone, and call Sam or John.” James eyes got wide. “Did they hear me too?” I nodded. “Oh fuck, I’m screwed. It’ll get back to Kim for sure.” “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.” James looked right. “Shut your beak, Alfie.”

“Chill, James. You have an easy out.” James tilted his head and stared. “If I were you, I’d just tell her you were drunk, no lie there, right?” “Yeah, and?” “When one of the guys said he had the hottest wife, well, you of cause, thought otherwise.”

James kneaded his chin, and nodded. “That might work.” “It will.” I smiled. “Kim will think you a hero; a knight dashing in to save her honor. You can’t lose; even if she pictures you more staggering than dashing.”

We heard notes on my old upright piano, turned and laughed. Watching Sox meander across the keyboard, I said, “I think she wants to jam with us.” “What the hell, my bass is here, why not? Besides, I’ve had this progression in my head since I got up. See what you can do with it.” James played a few bars, after which I jumped in. We jammed for half an hour and then headed off to the den.

For some reason. I could not get HBO on the flat-screen or any other channel. The DVD player worked. I said, “Well, this sucks.” James said, “It’ll be on again this week. We’ll come over and watch it then.” I exhaled, “Yeah, I suppose we can do that. Do you want to Jam some more?” James shrugged, “May as well, but how about a beer first?” “Help yourself and grab me one.” I reached for my cellphone. “Damn, if they can’t get here by Tuesday, they can take it back.” James returned with the beers, saw me put the phone down and said, “That was quick, what did they say?” “They said they’ll have someone here tomorrow, after four to fix it.” “I guess that’s pretty good?” “I suppose.”

We had jammed for maybe an hour, when James unplugged his base, yawned and said, “I’m kind of beat. See ya tomorrow maybe?” “OK, later.” Alfie whistled and said, “Later, later.” I said,“Don’t let Sox follow you out the door.” “I won’t.”

Come Tuesday, I slept late, showered, and wearing just my briefs, I gave Sox kitty food and set Alfie on his perch in the den. After meandering about the house, I grabbed a cold six pack from the fridge. Snatched a bag of pretzels from the counter and entered the den. Set the beers and pretzels on an end table. I turned the big screen on.

There must be something in there worth watching again. I sat on the sectional, opened the coffee table draw, and started shifting through our collection of DVDs. Hmm, I haven’t seen this in a while; but then I’ve seen it too many times. I shuffled through more disks. “Hey!” Always curious, Sox jumped into the draw. “Sorry girl, but there’s no kitty cat porn in here, besides your too young. As I scratched her head, I reached for a disk. What the fuck? Debbie Does Transylvania. I laughed. Debbie suck, Dracula of cause sucked as did the movie. I chucked it like a Frisbee across the room. Sox bolted from the draw after the disk. What do we have here? I looked at the back cover and the two hot gals in a sixty-nine. Wow, it’s never been opened. I turned it over, looked at the title, and laughed. She got her nerve up enough to buy one.

When it came to buying porn, it was always my task. April would never set foot in the back room of a video store. Never mind, bring a porn disk to a register. Fearing an online order might ship without a plain-brown-wrapper, that was also a not an option/

Like most guys, I enjoy watching two naked women going at it. A good gal-on-gal scene can make me hard quick. I thought her request for me to bring home something with guy-on-guy action was just her way of getting even for my gal-on-gal videos. I never thought she actually wanted to watch two guys. Anyway, there I was looking at a DVD titled, ‘Bi, Bi, Naughty World.’ I glanced at the back cover again and realized I hadn’t noticed the two guys entangled behind the gals. Not my thing. I put it down. Saw last year’s playoff game, and put that one in. I popped the top on a Bud, chugged down half the can, and leaned back.

When you can recall most of the plays called and the result before the ball’s snapped, it’s not quite the same. I began to think about those women and their sixty-nine. Oh fuck it, I can always fast forward passed any guy-guy crap, and just watch the women. Besides, they lost that fucken’ game anyway. Out came the game vid and in went April’s bi flick. As I hit the play button on the remote, I glanced at DVD wrapper on the table. Fuck, she’ll know I watched it. Oh well, too late now.to

After fast forwarding past the previews, the movie started. The opening scene began with an aerial view of a huge secluded house with a big pool out back. Nothing new here. I knocked off that first beer.

A few expensive cars pulled into the long horseshoe driveway. The couples arriving in those cars looked like anything but, the cast of a porn movie. They entered the house for a gathering of some sort that could have been a scene from any movie. Wow, that older gal is fuckin’ awesome. Damn, that’s a great ass. Her tit’s look firm and big enough to tity fuck; I bet they’re real. If she dyed the gray out, she could pass for thirty-something. Not that I wouldn’t do her gray hair or not.

After some small talk, the couple hosting the party and three other couples split into two groups. The ladies began jabbering in the kitchen as the guys took seats at a big dining room table. Damn, they can act. I looked at the DVD cover again. It’s the same people all right! Ha, a porn flick with normal, yet hot women. I didn’t see any man-made outlandishly huge breast under their braless tops; which was fine with me. A while later the women gathered round the table. Tom, a handsome fellow of maybe thirty, put a deck of cards on the table. Susan, a slender blond, held a red jar with the words, ‘Your Mission’ in her hands. Jill, Tom’s wife, slid a blue jar to Tom. He removed a folded slip of paper and said, “Let the naughty games begin.” Standing next to her husband like the other gals, Jill looked across the wide table at Tom. “Well, are you going to read it or what?” Tappetty tap, tappetty tap. Tom strummed his fingers on the deck of cards in front of him. He pushed the slip of paper into the empty playing card box, and said, “Nope.” Tom then dealt each couple two face down cards, one for the gals and one for the guys. Placing the deck aside, Tom stealthy unfolded the white slip of paper, and read the name in silence. Jill scoffed, “Read the damn name already; stop being such a drama Queen. Was it a guy or gal’s name?” “That would be drama King, my dear; and no, not yet.” He then looked at Harry and gestured for him to turn his card over. Harry sighed. “I hope nines are lucky this week.” His wife Rose, the hot older gal revealed a ten of hearts.

Sitting with his chair at an angle, six foot three, John yawned, and stretched his long arms outward and back into Sue’s blouse and breast. He mumbled, “Um, I’m sought of sorry about that, Sue.” She said, “No you’re not.” “You know me well.” He smiled and started to rub her nipples. John’s wife Penny said, “Hey, dumb-ass, we’re waiting for you to turn your card over.” “Oh yeah, besides, they’re good and hard now. I just love perky nipples.” Penny said, “We know; now turn the damn card over.” “Um, I have a, Jack of clubs. Beat that if you can.” Penny showed a Queen of diamonds. “No problem.”

Sue leaned toward John, grabbed his crotch, and rubbed it. She slipped her slender fingers into his pants and said, “Where’s that uncut toy of yours; ah, found it.” Tom waived her away. “Hey, hey, no breaking the rules. You have to win the right to do that.” “Oh...poo!” She stepped back.

Mark showed a King of Diamonds and his wife Jill revealed a Queen of clubs. When Tom displayed a ten of spades, Mark slid his winning King toward the deck. Jill said, “Good a guy won. Let’s help the boys get naked.” With much groping help from the ladies, the guys were naked quick.

An anxious silence ensued, as the men returned their now-naked butts upon the chairs. Mark said, “The odds are in my favor of me getting a gal. Go on, read the name, Tom.”

Tom unfolded the slip of paper. “The winner of the hand, and Mark’s first playmate is…Jill.” “Yes!” Mark shouted which made the others laugh. Jill stared into Mark’s eyes as she pulled her top off. “Oh, yes.” Mark reached for what to me looked like her 34 Cs as she rubbed her tits in his face. She unclipped her skirt and tossed it away. Wasting not a second, Mark pulled Jill’s skimpy thong panties down her slander legs. She then stepped out of them with deliberate, cunt-revealing slowness. Oh my God, what a yummy pussy. Good thing my tongue can’t get hard too, else, I’d surely start to choke. I opened another beer. With them both naked, Tom passed Jill the blue jar. “Choose your ordained task.” “Gladly.” Jill pulled a slip from the jar and handed it to Tom. He read it in silence, then aloud. “The owner of this slip shall provide oral gratification for four minutes.”

“Splendid, perfect, I can’t think of a better way to start the evening.” Mark slid his chair back and spread his hairy legs. “Right here, Sweetie.” Without hesitation, she knelt in front of him. “Oh my, the poor thing’s still soft; look.” She elevated his cock and let it drop. “Oh shit, I think it’s dead.” Rose glanced at Marks limp dick, laughed, and said, “Do something, dear! Use your mouth-to-cock resuckertation training, and hurry.” Mark said, “I’m sure she can breathed life back into it.” Jill’s hubby, Tom placed a small clock on the table, set it, and said, “You have four minutes to rescue it.”

Jill engulfed Marks cock, and in less than a minute, had it almost fully hard. Watching closely, Rose shouted, “It’s alive; look, his cock has risen. Take it easy, dear. You don’t want to suck the life back out of it, not yet.” Rose’s words made Jill laugh and gag on Mark’s cock. I laughed. Damn, they even have humor in this thing. Jill worked Mark’s now hard seven-circumcised inches with her mouth while also kneading his balls. With one long lick, Jill let Mark’s cock fall from her mouth. She looked up into Mark’s eyes, and rubbed his cock-head across her small tits. “Mm.” Jill moaned as she rubbed it on her hard nipples. Mark gasped. “Damn, woman you sure know how to excite.” When she engulfed Mark’s cock again, He placed his hands on her head. His fingers disappeared into Jill’s long black hair. Susan shouted, “I’ll bet he don’t last the two minutes he has left.” With the girls cheering her on, and the guys yelling at Mark to last, Jill’s was indeed trying to suck the life out of his cock. Her right hand furiously stroked Mark’s cock as her left kneaded his balls. Mark bit his upper lip, trying to delay the inevitable, “Hang in there Mark” I shouted at my big screen as though I were watching a sporting event.

“My ten bucks say he does.” Tom shouted. “Hang on Mark you have less than two minutes. Think about something else.” Yeah, right. I laughed, Hell, I’m hard, and it’s not my cock she’s sucking. Sue shouted, “He has only thirty seconds to go; hurry, Jill.” Without taking her mouth off his cock, Jill nodded, and shoved a finger into her wet cunt, removed it and pulled Mark almost off his chair toward her. “Holly shit,” Mark, yelled, as Jill finger entered his ass. “That’s not fair!” He slammed her face into his cock and held it there. “Fuck the bet, you win.” Mark shot his load into her mouth. When he stopped coming, Jill licked his come from her lips and his cock. “To victors go the spoils; every drop of them.” Jill pressed a finger on the underside of Mark’s cock and dragged it from his balls upward to his cockhead forcing the last few drops up to her waiting tongue. She ginned as she caught the final drop. Jill glanced at the clock. 00:05 . She licked her lips, fingers, and held an upturned hand toward Tom. “Pay up, dude.” Tom cringed. “Later.” I paused the DVD, finished that second beer, opened and drank half of it. With my feet now on the ottoman, I hit play. Damn,to think, I didn’t want to watch this.

By now, the gal’s had disrobed. Tom dealt again. Sue’s ace won the round. It was for her to reach into the jar. When she pulled Rose’s name from it, the guys hooted and applauded. Mark said to Rose, “Pull a task slip out; let’s see how they’ll entertain us.” Sue was now standing behind Rose massaging her shoulders and tits. Rose swirled her hand in the jar, stopped, and handed the folded slip to Tom. He looked at the paper, smiled, and said, “Ye shall sixty-nine with Sue. And Rose shall be on top. It shall continue for 6 minutes. And Oi, ye shall do it upon this Knight’s, um, not-so round table.”

Rose said to Tom, “Sir Gallyhard, you made that other crap up.” Tom grinned, “Oi, is me Lady’s too inhibited to be upon table?” Rose glanced at Sue, saw her nod, and said, “Fuck no. Just lend me a hand.” Tom helped her onto a chair and the table. Rose turned round. “Nay swine, remove hand from my ass.” Sue chuckled. “Is it gothic week?” She stared at Tom. “Can ye take your eyes from me Lady’s bosom and help me up?” “My apologies, dear.” Tom helped her up. “Oi, for me it’s just, dear; not me Lady. And did you not find my ass enticing enough to grab?” Tom shook his head, went to say something, and found Sue’s hand upon his lips. She said, “Speak naught and sit, I have a task waiting.” Sue rolled onto her back. Watched and guided Roses’ shaved pussy to her lips. Roses’ big tits swayed as she fingered Sue’s also shaved cunt. Feeling Sue nibbling on her pussy lips, and her tongue probe her depths, Rose moaned and planted her mouth on Sue’s cunt. Finally, some gal on gal action. My cock stiffened.

With less than three minutes remaining, a collective silence ensued, the cast watched in awe as Rose and Sue’s heads traveled lower and their legs widened. Damn, I bet that wasn’t in the script! Watching them rim and lick pussy turned my eight inches to stone.

“We need to get this game moving; high card wins, low card will be will the second person. Here, cut the cards, John.” “Indeed,” John drew a ten of clubs. His wife Penny cut an eight of hearts. She passed the deck to Harry. He drew a two of diamonds. With a frown, he passed the deck to John. John cut a five of spades. He turned to Harry, and said, “Well, low-man, I’m glad it won’t be me.” Tom pulled a queen of hearts. Looked at his wife Jill and said, “Please pull an ace or a king.” She cut a jack of hearts. “Sorry, dear; he’s all yours.” Tom sighed and shoved the task jar to Harry. Harry just sat there. Tom said, “Go on, pick, or be expelled from the group.” The gals on the table stopped to watch. Sue said to Rose, “It looks like your hubby’s luck may have run out.” “I hope so, I’d like see him get fucked or have to suck Tom’s cock.”

Harry sneered at his wife. “That’s not going to happen.” Tom said, “Pick your task already.” Harry reached in and handed the paper to John, instead of Tom. John read, “You shall be tit-fucked—um, that won’t work. Pick another.” John opened Harry’s second paper. Knowing Harry’s preferences and not liking him much, John smile. “You will take Tom’s cock up the ass until he comes.” Harry closed his eyes, mumbled something, and just sat there. John said, “Man up, Harry; you didn’t have a problem when Mark had to give ya BJ last month or fucking Tom’s ass last summer. Goes around, comes around.”

I laughed. Holy crap, even the strait guys can get fucked in this game. “Wait,” said, Harry. “Pass the dice.” “You’re not going to wimp out, are you dear?” Harry’s wife Rose said. “Just give me the damn dice.”

As Harry shook the dice, Rose shouted, “Throw them already you coward.” Why the dice? I knocked off my third beer.

Harry bit the tip of his tongue as they bounced and tumbled across the table. The first die toppled with a six on top; for a split-second, the other one spun then also came up with a six. Harry’s jaw dropped. John said, “Awe…you’re fucked either way; you’ve thrown box-cars. It’s your choice, Harry, consummate your task with your ass—gee, I made a rhyme, witty me. Um, or face expulsion for twelve months.”

Harry stood, turned to his wife and said, “Put your clothes on, Rose; we’re leaving.” “Like hell we are. I’m not going to miss out on the fun.” Yeah, tell him, Rose, but then it’s not my ass. I opened another beer, and grabbed a grabbed some pretzels.

Penny went over to Harry, placed his hand on her pussy, and said, “You won’t be getting any of this for a long, long time or any other pussy here if you leave. Are you sure, you want to do that?” Rose stammered, “Hey, you didn’t mind Penny’s long finger up your butt when she sucked you off last month.”

Harry grumbled, “That was different, was just finger, a gal’s finger.” He gritted his teeth. I chuckled. Good point old man. A woman’s finger, just don’t seem gay. Penny said, “Oh yeah. Then, just think of it as a finger—” She glanced at Tom’s thick cock, and giggled. “A really, really, fat finger.” “Ha, ha.” Harry sneered, “Why do we need this dumb-ass rule? You should be able to just say no.”

Penny scoffed, “Because it makes it more exciting; never knowing if you’re going to be in ecstasy or in your case, mental agony.” She popped his forehead with her palm. “Besides, you guys started this same-sex thing, wanting to watch the women go down on each other.” She grabbed Harry’s softening cock. “You enjoyed.” Penny turned toward the table with Sue and Rose, “Watching them.” “Any guy would.” Harry stood, and looked at the door. “Granted; and us gals enjoy watching two guys.” “Oh bull crap, that’s not hot.”

Rose said, “It doesn’t matter if we do or don’t. You’ve enjoyed yourself long enough; it’s payback time. And I don’t care if it is bitch.” Jill said, “You got that right, Rose. Stop your whining, and get too it, or get the fuck out.” Harry sighed and looked at Tom. “You best take it easy on my virgin ass.” Tom grinned. “I’ll be as easy you were on mine.” Harry gasped as the others laughed.

I picked up the controller, put a finger on the fast-forward button, and for some reason I became quite curious. Perhaps because I was alone with no fear of April walking in on me, I let flick continue. How disgusting can it get? I kept my finger on the button as I watched Tom make Harry bend over his chair. I couldn’t help, but stare at Harry’s naked ass. Had it not been for his cock and balls hanging below, I could have mistaken it for a gal’s ass. Well, maybe not, but nonetheless, I knew with enough drinks, I would have fucked it.

Harry looked over his shoulder. “Slow and easy, please.”

Grabbing a tube of K-Y, Jill said, “Wait; let me prep him first.” With everyone, watching Jill’s probing fingers, and Tom tapping his hard cock on Harry’s ass, his face turned red and his eyes closed.

Wow, Jill has it in for him. I’m glad that’s not my butt hole.

Penny said, “Um, Jill, are you prepping his tight ass or getting revenge? “Jill grinned. “Oh. so you remember how hard he was on my ass. Goes around comes—” She shoved another finger into his butt.” “Hey, that hurts.” Jill slapped Harry’s ass. “No, but that did. Be quite and relax.” She kept working his tight ass.

A minute or two later, Jill reached under his ass and said, “Behold, our virgin is getting a boner.” Rose said, “Well how about that, my man likes it.” “I do not, she, she—” Harry gritted his teeth. “That’s just an involuntary prostrate boner.” “Sure it is.” Jill laughed and guided Tom’s 7 inches to Harry’s asshole. “His ass is yours.” She stepped backed and watched Tom’s cockhead disappeared.

Tom shouted, “Hear ye, with this cock I declare, the last virgin be no more. The realm is pure.” He shoved his cock in all the way. Harry gasped, and he bit his upper lip. Jill said to Penny, “Tom’s really getting into it tonight, huh?” “Which, Harry’s ass, or his gothic theme?” “The way he’s hammering Harry’s ass,” Jill chuckled, “I’d say, both.”

Five or so minutes later, Penny gasped, “Look at harry, he’s jerking off. I would never have guessed he’d like getting his ass fucked.” Jill shrugged, “Me either, just goes to show ya, you can never know what you’ll like until you try it.” Penny nodded. “Yup, and most guys are too uptight to try much.” “Damn, he’s pushing back to meet Tom’s thrust!

Rose clapped when Tom came in Harry’s ass, and said, “See it wasn’t so bad.” Harry straightened up, turned round, and with his ass and cock dripping, he said to Rose, “Whatever. Can I have some tissues.” “One second, Tom has a box.” After wiping his own cock clean, and putting his come-soaked tissues back in the box, he said, “Here, turn around, and thanks for the great fuck.” He handed harry the tissue box and walked away grinning. “You’re an asshole.” Harry threw the tissue box at Tom’s head.” Tom sat and said, “Gee, and I thought we were really up-tight after that. By the way, you need to work that aim of yours.” Penny said to Tom. “How about cutting him a break now?” “I’ll stop ridding his ass.” Tom laughed. “No pun intended, Harry.”

It didn’t take long for the others to pair-off. I was also on my fourth beer and feeling it. The movie, even the guy-guy scenes held my interest enough to keep my cock hard. I settled back into my chair, put a leg over one its cushioned arms, and began to rub my cock through my briefs. Hot damn, it’s fantasy time. Jill, Mark, Sue, and Tom got into an oral daisy chain on the carpeted floor. That did it; off came my briefs. I grabbed my cock and started to stroke. Seconds later, my heart stopped when I heard a female voice say, “Excuse me, sir. We’re here to reprogram your TV.”

I turned round quick, and saw an attractive gal in her twenties smiling, her eyes on my hand and cock. The guy next her rolled his eyes and turned toward the big screen. I released my cock and almost fell off the sectional trying to reach for a small pillow. She laughed and pushed it to me. “Here.”

“Tha, tha, thanks.” I pushed my stiff cock down and covered it with the pillow. “What the hell, why didn’t you ring the damn doorbell?” Holding the pillow with my right hand, I fumbled about with my left for my remote.

She scrunched her pretty face. “Your note said we should just enter. If you didn’t want to get caught jerking off, take the note down or put your dick away.”

“Shit.” I cringed, shook my head, and said, “That was from yesterday. Sorry about that, mam.” She waved her hand. “No need to apologize, I’m not offended.” His eyes still on the movie, he said, “Me either, I’ve seen lots of hard cocks before.” He turned round and winked.

Too dumbfounded to speak, I just stared at them.

“No need to be embarrassed.” She said, “We masturbate too; and quite often. Only liars don’t.”

At that point, the movie was focus was on a five-person daisy chain. The camera zoomed in on Tom as took Mark’s cock into his mouth. The guy-on-guy action caught her eye. “Oh, I see why now. You’re—”

I interrupted, “No, no, I’m not gay, I was just—” The guy grinned. “I know it was just something interesting; not that we’d mind if you were gay or bi like us.”

Were the fuck is that remote? My eyes darted about the cushions and floor. She reached between the sofa cushions, and said, “Looking for this?” “Thanks.” I took my remote from her hand, and stopped the flick.”

“Awe, gee, I was getting into that.” The fellow moaned. “Do you want us to come back later?” Her blue eyes stared deep into mine.

If the dictionary had audio clips, this lovely creature’s voice would be right there next to seductive. She sat next to me and placed a hand on my leg near the pillow. “If you want, we can fix things now.” Her fingers slid under the pillow. “A… um, but I love my—” I gasped as her fingernails brush the side of my cock. She grinned, “Well?” “Let me help you decide.” She yanked the pillow away, and chucked it across the room. “Oh my, doesn’t he have a splendid cock, Tim?” “Indeed, but it looks kind of soft; you need to do something, June.”

She unhooked her tool belt and tossed it onto the loveseat. “Lucky you, you’re our last stop of the day, no need to rush.” She pulled her blouse over her head raveling her naked and awesome breast. “They’re not too small, are they?” “Hell no; I hate man-made giant tits, yours are fucken’ perfect.” June pressed her small breast together, “As in tity-fucken’ perfect?” “That’s not what I meant, but, yeah sure. If I weren’t married, I’d love to tity-fuck them.” “Tity fuck, tity fuck, tity fuck.” Alfie screeched and bobbed his head. “Be quiet, Alf.” June look left, and laughed. “Fuck, I thought it wasn’t real.” “He’s quite real, damn smart too. Be careful what you say round him.” “Ok.” Her eyes returned to mine. “Care to undo my belt and zipper?” She stood and moved in front of me.

Without speaking a word, I opened her buckle, and removed her belt. I reached for her zipper and said, “Please pinch me.” June chucked. “No need to, you’re not dreaming.” Savor this, go slow. My heart beat faster as I worked her zipper down. Oh my God, no panties, and she shaved. “Damn, you have a beautiful pussy. Pinch me hard; leave a mark on my back where I cannot reach.” “Why there?” “Else I won’t believe it was real come morning.” “You’re too funny.” She shook her head. “I’ll leave you a note there with my sharpie.” “That’s even better.” I helped June wiggle out of her tight jeans.

She turned halfway round, and said, “Do you like my ass?” “Indeed, it’s splendid.” I felt her firm buns as I looked at four small gold stars above tattooed above her ass. “Why the gold stars?” June laughed. “I gave myself a promotion.” Slipping my thumbs into her crack a little, I massaged her ass, and said, “You need to add at least one more star. That’s a five star ass.” June said, “That was sweet of you, and just for that—” She bent over. “Have a better look if you want.” My jaw dropped. I spread her ass cheeks wide; gawked at her lovely pucker hole and pussy. I said, “Wow, you have no idea how much of a turn-on this is.” “Oh, but I do; this may add to it.” June’s slender fingers appeared between the legs. She worked one into her cunt. “Was I right?” “Fuck yes!” She played with her pussy for a minute, stopped, stood, and turned round. I looked up. Our eyes met and we smiled. June put my hands on her ass and nudged my face into her cunt. Tim said, “Go on, enjoy.”

I spread her pussy lips, found her clit, and started to lick and suck it, relishing her taste and scent. June moaned, “Oh my God, you eat cunt like a girl; don’t stop.” A girl, I’ve never been told that before. A few minutes later, while still face-fucking her beautiful pussy, I reached up and started to play with her nipples.

What the hell? I felt a hand pull my foreskin back, and a tongue licked my cockhead. Another hand cupped my balls. I knew it was Tim, but it felt so good, I just kept my eyes closed. Should I tell him he sucks better than a girl? I moved my hands to June’s back and gently dragged my fingernails down it and over her ass. She sighed. “Do that again.” I did it three or four times; and with each I paused a little longer to rub and squeeze her cute buns. She moaned again as my fingers crept into the crack of her ass. June panted, “Knock it off; enough with the teasing.” Oh, fuck. I pulled my fingers out of her crack. “Sorry.” June grabbed my hands, put them back where they were, and said, “I didn’t want you to stop, silly. Go for it.” “Huh? Oh, OK.” Starting at the top of crack, near her stars, I let my index finger meandered lower and deeper into the crack of June’s ass until it found her pucker hole. “Mm.” June moaned as I rubbed her little butt-hole. Rather than force a quick entry, I probed gently, a fraction of an inch at a time. Each twisting probe brought another moan. I whispered, “Is this better?” “Mm, it’s almost perfect.” Sue wiggled her ass. “You’re quite good at that.” “A fine ass like yours deserves the best.” “Deeper, please.” I pressed a little harder, and my index finger slipped in fully.” “June whimpered, “Yes.” She pressed her ass against my hand, and said, “Now work it.” I twisted my finger around inside her smooth ass and began to finger fuck it good and proper. June groaned with delight as she gripped my finger with her ass. I was glad it didn’t have teeth.” I glanced at the action on my big screen. Damn, those three are doing the same thing.

“Deeper, Stan, shove it in deeper!” It’s just my finger, not my cock, it—She knows my name? Of cause, it’s on her work ticket. June squirmed, moaned, and with both hands, she jammed my face into her sopping cunt. My tongue darted into her wetness. She shivered and ground her pussy on my face. “Eat me like it’s your it’s the last pussy you’ll eve r taste, Stan.” Damn, she’s vocal. I shoved a second finger into her ass. “Oh my God, yes!” Panting loud, June said, “Pla, play with my nipples too.” With her still holding my face against her pussy, I reach my free hand up and groped blindly until I found one of her hard nipples. I’m the go-to guy when it comes to multitasking, but with these two— well, I was running out of tools. Her asshole clamped round my finger, she shuddered, and screamed, “Yes, oh my God, yes.” A flood poured out her and I did my best to lick it all up. Still sucking on my cock, Tim pulled my hand from her ass and put it on his cock. Huh? What fuck, he’s earned it.

I began to stroke another guy’s dick for the first time. It felt both different and familiar. I slid my hand lower and fondled Tim’s balls; another first. A minute later, I felt his sack retreating. He’s going to come. My hand went back to stroking his cock. Damn, this gal never stops. June continued to grind her cunt against my face. Tim said, “This should help.” He surprised me again by shoving a wet finger up my ass. “You’re damn right!” I exploded into his mouth. In seconds, Tim came all over my hand. Rather than let go, I kept stroking his cock. I was astonished to find that I wanted to feel him spurt again. Exhausted, I crumbled into the sectional, or was it the sextional?

Tim said, “Clean up time.” He turned round and started to lick my cock clean. “I suppose.” June gasped as she crawled towards Tim’s dripping cock. She glanced up at me. “Do you want to help?” I looked his circumcised come-covered cock, and said, “No thanks.” June chuckled, motioned toward the TV, and said, “They’re also cleaning up.” I grinned. “Now that’s reality TV.”

After resting a while, June said, “Stan.” “Yeah?” “What are you doing Saturday?” She reached for a famed photo on the side table. “Is this your wife?” “Yes, that’s April; hot, huh?” “Oh my yes, I could eat her all up. Um…does she like, I mean, has she ever done it with a woman?” “Not to my knowledge.” “Too bad, she looks great and delicious.” I laughed. “Yup, and she’s both.” “If only she were bi, the four of us could have some incredible fun.” I grinned, “She is a little curious.” “Oh really, excellent.” “She’s out of state right now, be back next week.” “Is that an invite?” June rolled her eyes at me. “Sure, next Saturday, for diner. Just don’t be pushy.” “Great, is wine OK?” “Yes, and it may help.” I smiled. ? Chapter II: April came home Thursday afternoon, and we had sex before she unpacked. That evening as we watched TV, I said, “Hey, before I forget again, we’re going have company Saturday night.” “Oh,” April sighed. “I thought it would be just the two of us; who did you invite?” April gasped. “If you invited Rich and Josephine again, I’ll be back on a plane quick. His wife was so freaken’ up-tight and boring.” “No shit; once with those two was enough. I don’t know what Rich was thinking when he married her?” April shrugged, “He must have been blinded by her great body and BJs.” “Did Josie tell you she’s a great cocksucker?” “No; she’d never admit to that.” April shook her head. “I just figured, since nothing worth hearing ever leaves her lips, she must do something else with them.” I chuckled. “Naw, not her, she’s more of a receiver than a giver. Anyway, I invited Tim and his wife, June.” They’re anything but, up-tight and boring. April stared blankly. “Tim and June; they don’t ring any bells; should they?” “Not really, they’re the technicians that installed the big screen. They’re coming over to play some cards or whatever.” Lots of wharever. “But why?” April scrunched her face. “We don’t know those people.” “I know, but they seemed very nice, besides, they’re new to the area, haven’t made any friends yet.” I tilted my head. “We’ve been here almost three years, and aside from James and Kim, we haven’t found anyone worth knowing.” April shrugged. “I know.” “Oh, and June mentioned something about being into photography like you.” “She did huh; it just rolled off her lips from nowhere.” I turned round and looked at a wall plastered with Aprils’ framed black & white photos. “No, it wasn’t quite out of nowhere.” “For some reason, I’m thinking Jane—no, June’s a hottie.” April stared at me. “So what if she is; and why are you being so damn negative? I thought you’d like to meet some fun people.” April put her hand on my crotch and said, “You seduced her didn’t you?” “Hell no; I swear to God, I didn’t.” She seduced me. April scoffed, “But, you’re an atheist. Besides, I’m sure you would have if you got the chance.” She squeezed my balls. “Don’t lie.” “If you insist, sure.” April released my balls. “Why the fuck would I do that?” “So you could do her too.” I grinned. “That’s your fantasy, not mine.” “That’s a crock; we both know you’re curious.” She folded her arms, “Oh, really!” “Never mind; I call Tim, and cancel.” I reached for the phone.” “Put that down.” April laughed. “You’re so fuckin’ gullible.” “Yeah, and you’re, you’re—” April laughed again. “Just two things, I’m leaving it for you to get the beer or wine, chips and whatever. And if I don’t like them, well—” “No problem. I’m sure you’re going to love them.” “We’ll see.” She unzipped my fly and said, “You’re right, I need some new friends, you’re getting to be a bore.” As she pulled my cock out, I said, “Get that hard, and I’ll do some deep boring.” “You will, huh?” She wrapped her lips round my dick. Come Saturday evening, as I had suspected, April and June hit it off splendidly. We had dinner and then broke out the cards. Tim looked in the fridge, and said, “It looks we knocked off the beer, and the wine bottle’s almost empty. I guess I should make a beer run.” I said, “Don’t bother; I have two bottles of Absolute. Just grab the orange and cranberry juice. I’ll get the vodka and an ice bucket.” Tim and I made some strong drinks and brought them to the table. As we handed them to gals, I glanced at Tim. “If you two drink those, you have to stay the night; we don’t let friends drive drunk, do we, Hun? “Dah?” April looked at me. “Oh, yeah, sure—I mean, yes. You can sleep in the guest room.” June turned right, and kicked her sneakers off. “Ah…that’s more comfy. I hope you guys don’t mind?” April did likewise, “Not at all.” June raised her drink toward April and winked. “Here’s to our wonderful host; and to a long close friendship.” Tim nodded. “Indeed.”

A few drinks later, June said, “I’m bored with rummy, let’s play poker.” I slid my chair back. “I’ll get our small change jar.” June waved her hand at me. “Sit; we don’t need money, we can play for bigger stakes.” Seeing April’s eyes suddenly get wide, I suspected June had placed her bare foot between my wife’s legs. June snickered as April squirmed, then gasped. “Bigger stakes, like what?” June said, “Well, it is getting a little warm in here.” Tim said, “Yeah, let’s play some strip poker. I haven’t played that since…my last—” June scoffed. “Since, his last girlfriend.” Tim said, “So what, I was single, besides, I hadn’t even met you yet.” June laughed. “Chill, I was just busting your balls.” She shook a finger at him. “But you still need to stop jerking off to that naked photo of her.” “She made that up, there’s no photo?” Oh crap, they’re going to fight and ruin everything. I said, “Play nice children.” “He’s right, I made it up.” June laughed. “Besides, if there were true, his voice would be much higher; I would have cut his balls off.” April laughed and coughed her drink at June. I handed her a napkin, “Easy.” She wiped her face, and said to June, “Sorry, dear.” June looked at her wet blouse, grabbed a napkin as said, “No problem, my fault. I should have let you swallow first.” Pass the deck, Stan.” “Here.”

June shuffled the cards a few times. She dealt me a face up-card, and said, “And, it’s Jack of clubs for, Stan. And, April gets, aw… a four of diamonds. Tim, you can have a…nine of spades.” She then turned her card over. “Oh goodie, I got an Ace of hearts.” I mumbled, “And the dealer gets the best card, hm.” June dealt two more face-down cards, and said, “You weren’t hinting that I’m a cheat before, we’re you, Stan?” “No, should I.” I turned toward Tim.

Tim motioned not to, and said, “That’s your call.” June said, “Think before you speak, I have some nasty friends, round here, and they—” June shook her blouse. “Dang, it’s still soaked.” She said to April. “Mind if I take it off? I’m sure the boys won’t.” You got that right. “Yes.” April rolled her eyes. “I meant to say, no I don’t. I can get you one of mine if you want.” “No need, I’m not shy.” June pulled her top off revealing her braless chest. “Ah, that’s better. Yikes!” She almost fell off her chair when Sox jumped onto table in front of her. “I didn’t know you had a kitten.” April gave me a look. “I thought you left with her with Alfie?” “I did, she must have opened the door. I’ll make sure it’s closed this time.” June petted Sox and said, “No need to, she’s adorable, besides, I love a cute a pussy, don’t you?” She winked and smiled at April. April cringed and blushed. “Um, yeah, I suppose.” June handed Sox to April. “I have to deal.” April hugged Sox and put down. “Scoot.” “Yikes, yikes.”

June said, “What was that?” I said, “That was Alfie, our African gray parrot.” “Wow you guys have some neat pets. You’ll have to show me him later.” With her eyes on June’s naked breast, April said, “Sure, you, you can meet that big mouth later.” June caught April staring at her tits and grinned. “Yes; later indeed.” April quickly looked away. I said, “Where were we?” “Oh yeah, can anyone beat a pair of aces?” June placed her cards on the table. I slid my cards toward the deck. “Not me, I got nothing.” Tim said, “My cards suck.” April said, “Just aces? By the way, what are rules? What does the winner get and the lowest hand lose?” June said, “If you can beat my aces. It’s up to you, dear. You can have us each remove one item of clothing, or do something to whomever, or—” April held a hand up. “I know.” Tim and June stared at her. I said, “Well, what do we take off?” “Not a thing.” I want us to go into the den and watch TV.

June moaned, “But I want us to get naked.” She mumbled, “Gee, I didn’t think you’d be so prudish.” “I heard that. In which case, you should have won the hand.” April showed three fours, and stood. “I’m no prude, but then, I also wouldn’t visit someone’s house for the first time and expect the host get naked.” April’s eyes burned into June’s. Dumbfounded, June just sat there for a long tense moment. What the fuck, April? June sighed. “I, I’m sorry. I read you read you two all wrong. We’ll go now.” She stood. “Indeed you will!” April paused, gritted her teeth and said, “I want you two to get you’re your ass out of here this instant. The den’s way more comfy.” April laughed. “I got ya good, didn’t I?” June’s jaw dropped. She looked down and said with her eyes closed, “You devious little bitch.” She shook her head, and grumbled, “I can’t remember ever being had that good.” April stood, grabbed her glass, and said to June, “Shall we?” “I will get even.” June reached for the glass. “I hope you have a few good porn movies.” “Isn’t that some kind of oxymoron?” April smiled. ? Chapter III: I turned the big screen on and joined our guest on the sectional. April nudged me with an elbow. June had April’s unwrapped bi disk in her hand. April whispered. “You watched it, didn’t you?” I shrugged. “Yes, well, the scene with the gals in a sixty-nine.” “Of cause.” I felt her elbow again. “I bet you were naked too; probably been that way for days.” “Not quite, I had my briefs on.”

Still holding the bi disk, June stood and walked toward the disk player. April snapped, “No, not that one. You guys won’t like it; find another.” June looked at the back cover. “Oh, but I’m sure we will.” When she leaned forward to insert the disk, April and I could not help but gawk at June’s firm tits as they fell away from her chest. I whispered, “They’re not as big as yours, but she still has a great pair, huh?” Receiving silence, I said, “No?” April replied with a slight nod. Cool, April’s more than curious; she’s fascinated.

June stood, pretending to be stiff; she stretched her arms, over her head and yawned. When she noticed April’s stare, June threw her head back and arched her back. Maintaining her sexy chest forward pose, she locked her fingers together behind her back and cracked her knuckles. “I love a good stretch.” She glanced at Tim. “Indeed, especially yours.” April said nothing. I said, “She looks hot, don’t she?” With her eyes upon Junes tits, April slurred, “Hu, wha—oh yeah, very.” “Thanks, and back at ya.” She winked at April; turned round and gazed at, an old microphone we used for decoration near the TV. She picked it up. Holding the mike to her lips, she waved at us as is we were a crowd, and said, “Hi everyone. It’s great to be on stage again in your fucken, ops, lovely state. I’m going to open with a blues-like song I wrote for a special couple.” She pointed the mike at April and me. I hope you like it.”

April and I looked at Tim. He whispered, “My wife loves to dream.” I nodded. “Nothing wrong with that.” Tim stood and said, “Go on. Hun, knock em dead, break a leg.”

June took a deep breath and began to sing.

“What happened to the days… when we…cherished what, we had…

Remember the joy… in the little things we found…

Like, the way…we’d watch the sun die… And made love beneath, the fires…in the sky…

Take your, time…and savor…the, wine… stay, a while, with me…

Perhaps, we can recap…ture the magic, we once, knew.

The magic, that was…oh, crappy poo… I’ve forgotten the rest…of…the words…” “Hey, Stan, see if they’re in the bottle.” June laughed

We stood and cheered as she put the mike back and returned to the sectional. I said, “Oh my God, you have a great voice. And that song, it’s fucken awesome.” “That was quite a performance. We need a—” April gasped, when June’s tits almost hit her face as she bowed. “Thank you, thank you all for coming to my concert.” She laughed and bowed again. I must leave my fantasy now, take care.”

Staring at her great jugs swaying before us, I said, “We wouldn’t have missed it for the world. Would you please, autograph my—um, my wife’s tit.” I turned toward April. She looked dumbfounded; yet, before I could say I was only kidding, April pulled her left tit out and said, “Get the star a sharpie, Stan, before I change my mind.”

I fumbled through the DVD draw; grabbed a blue marker, and handed it to June. She put her hand under April’s tit; lifted it and a singed near April’s nipple: Juniper for my 1# fan.

June blew on it as if it to help it dry. April froze when June suddenly kissed her nipple, and said, “How does that look, Hun?” As she slipped her tit back into her blouse, April read it, swallowed hard, said, “It looks fine. I suppose Juniper’s your stage name. Isn’t you’re your number one?” “You’re my first real fan; relatives don’t count.” “Oh, OK.” April turned to me, “It looks like we’ve found a voice for our little band.” “Indeed.” “Don’t be so sure.” June frowned, “I can never sing like that sober.” I said, “Don’t worry you will.” Tim gritted his teeth. “Um, hey, Stan.” “Yeah?” “Do you guys need a drummer?” “Fuck, yeah?” Tim grinned. “Not anymore.” We chatted, and made plans to jam with James next week.

Instead of sitting to Tim’s left as before, June wiggled her cute ass between his and April’s. She added her feet to ours on the long ottoman, leaned back, and looked at the TV. “I hope you’re movie is as hot as I am horny.” You know damn well it is, and thanks for not saying so.

April scoffed, “I haven’t seen it yet, can’t say.” June put her hand above April’s knee, just below her miniskirt, and said. “Splendid, it will also be you’re first. By the way, did you buy it?”

“No. I did. I thought it was just another porn movie.” April faked a sigh. “Yeah, you should have seen his face when I whispered that he just gave the guy bi flick to ring up.” “Aw…poor, Stanley, I bet he got all embarrassed.” June chucked. “Not us; we’ll bring almost anything up to the register. We’re open-minded; besides, it’s fun to watch the way some of the cashiers pretend not read the titles.” Tim said, “You don’t want to be behind the register in an adult toy store with her in front of you; God the questions she’ll ask.” “Enough, it’s time for the movie.” June hit the play button. ? Chapter IV: After watching the gal-gal sixty-nine scene for a while, April rolled head and rub her neck. I said, “What’s up, got another stiff neck?” “Yeah, those damn dinette chairs do it to me every time.” I put a hand behind her neck and started to massage it. “How does this feel?” “A little better, ouch, not so hard.” June said, “Stop, you’re doing it all wrong. Allow me, I’m a licensed a masseuse.” “No thanks, I’ll be fine.” Tim said, “You should let her; she’s really good at it.” “Stan’s doing fine now.” I kneaded her neck nice for a few seconds and then—. April groaned, “Hey, it’s my neck not an axe handle; lighten up.” June shoved my hand away. “Stop that, before you make it worse.” When I didn’t move, June reached behind April and squeezed my crotch. “Move over brute, or else.” I yelped, “Hey.” “Too much pressure isn’t fun is it, Stan?” June said as she pretended to squeeze my nuts. “Owe, knock it off before you make my balls look like cubes.”

June looked at April. “I hope you didn’t mind me doing that? With men, it’s sometimes best to just take matters in your own hands to make a point.” April chuckled. “Whatever, I’m too drunk to get jealous or care. Heck, you can tie his cock in knot if you want.” “Like hell she can.” I moved over.

June squirmed behind April, placed her hands on April’s neck, and began to rub. April sighed. “Mm, you’re good at that.” ? A while later, June’s hands were back on my wife’s neck when she said, “Are your eyes open, Hun?” April rolled head round slow, and mumbled, “Nope.” “You’re missing a hot scene. Open them.” April’s eyes opened and focused on the gals and their sixty-nine. June said, “They’re hot, huh?” “I suppose, if you like that sort of thing.” “What’s not to like?” June hands moved outward onto April’s holders. She paused. “I’m warm and topless, aren’t you hot?” “Perhaps a little?” April exhaled, as if the scene held no interest.

June glanced at me. I nodded. June whispered, “Lift your arms, Dear.”

April didn’t move; her eyes and thoughts were fixated on the two gals licking and fingering each other.

June slowly pulled April’s blouse up. April raised her arms probably without thinking. “Aren’t you more comfy now?” April nodded. June dragged her fingernails down April’s back. “Did you like that; shall I do it again?” April moaned at the feel June’s hard nipples against her back. June noticed the bulge in my pants, and winked.

April couldn’t take her eyes off the two gals in the movie, and I couldn’t take mine off her. When one of the two gals on the TV started to massage the other’s breast, June slipped her hands under April’s arms and onto April’s tits. She sighed, put her hands on top of June’s, and encouraged her to play with her nipples. Pressing her tits into my wife’s back, June whispered something to her. April to stood, looked down, and watched June pull both her mini skirt and panties down in one motion. She stepped out of them and sat, making sure to rub her back against June’s breast.

From June’s left, I saw Tim leaned forward to checkout my naked wife. Seeing her flat tummy and shaved pussy, he licked his lips and gave me a thumbs-up. Tim took his shirt off, raised butt and pulled his genes off. April turned toward him as he removed his briefs. With his stiff circumcised eight inches standing tall, April surprised me when she cooed, “Nice cock.” Tim smiled. “Thanks; would you like to feel it?”

She turned round. I nodded and stood to get naked and see them better. Feel it, touch him; don’t be shy. Damn, I actually wanted to watch her stroke, and maybe even suck another guy’s cock. Staring at Tim’s knob, April reached for and wrapped her fingers round his thick shaft. Tim said, “You can taste it if you want.” From behind her, June leaned to April’s left. “They all taste a little different.” “I know. I’ve sucked three or four.” Four, but you said you only sucked me; and Stew. Who the fuck were the other two guys, and when? Be cool, it’s not like I’ve told-all.

She lowered her face and slipped his cock into her mouth. She glace at me; again and I nodded my approval. April worked her mouth up and down Tim shaft. Every so often, she would stop to lick his knob. Tim stood and moved in front of her. His hands replaced his wife’s on April’s breasts. He started to massage her tits as June’s drifted lower until her fingers found and probed April’s wet pussy.

This is so fucken hot. I started to stroke my cock with my right hand and play with June’s nipples with the left. Just minutes later, April shivered, her eyes widened and she let Tim’s cock fall from her mouth. She moaned at June, “Mm, more.” She and leaned back into June. With our cocks in hand, Tim and I watch them.

April panted, and her moans grew louder; June was working my wife’s cunt with both hands. She pulled two sopping wet fingers from my wife’s pussy. She held up and licked them clean for April to see. June wet them again, and brought them to April’s lips. She took June’s hand in hers, and shoved her wet fingers into her mouth. April’s eyes rolled, she moaned and sucked June’s fingers.

Damn, you would never do that for me.

June put her fingers into her own wet cunt; savoring every drop, April lick and suck like them like a cock. As they did, I dipped my fingers into Aprils and June’s cunts. They grinned when I engulfed my fingers, and licked my lips.

June pulled her ass up onto the back of the sofa. She leaned forward, and whispered something into April’s ear. June leaned back against the wall, spread her legs, and pulled April’s back into her. I felt my wife’s right hand on my cock and saw her left stroking Tim.

A while later, June inched herself up a little. She opened her legs wider, and eased the back of April’s head against her shaved mound. “Mm…yes.” June moaned when April pressed back and rubbed her head against June’s cunt. “You like that, don’t you?” April said, “Very much; turn round, they can stroke each other. Straddle my legs. I want to taste your pussy.” April, stood, turned, straddled June’s legs, and lowered her ass on them. She leaned toward June and they kissed. I watch in awe as their tongues entwined. Breaking the kiss, June put her hands under April’s ass and said while lifting her pussy to her face, “I’ve wanted to do this all night.” She pulled April’s pussy to her lips and shoved her tongue in.

April gasped, “Why the fuck did you wait so long?” April turned towards me. “Keep your eyes open, Stan; your fantasy has arrived.” “Don’t worry, I won’t miss a second, especially when it’s your turn.” Lost to June’s skillful tongue and fingers, she did not respond. I said, “Still mad about me inviting them over?” “Fuck no.” She moaned and said, “What did you mean by my turn?” “Don’t play dumb, you know you have to return the favor.” “Oh that, no problem; I can hardly wait.” “Then don’t.” June made April stand.

April watched June turn sideways, and lay down with her legs open. She said, “The top’s yours, for now anyway, climb on and we’ll sixty-nine.” April had her cunt in Junes face and her mouth on June’s pussy quick.

I need to save this forever. I stood and with my stiff cock bouncing and swaying, I hurried across the room to grab April’s camera. I knelt, focused, aimed the flash at the celling, and—Click. “That’s a great idea, Stan.” Tim said. “We’ll want copies too. Take more; a lot more.” I moved around snapping the gals from different angles. One shot was too close and bright. Shit, the flash moved. April open her eyes; She saw me with the camera and said, “What the hell are you doing with that?” June slid her head out from under April, and with her face shinny and wet, said, “Indeed, my hair’s a mess. You should have said something first. Do you have a hairbrush nearby, Hun?” April sighed. “That’s not the—oh fuck it. Look in that draw.” She pointed. April urge me closer with a beckoning finger. “Yes, Dear.” “Yes, Dear my ass. If you want to take more photos, keep in mind, what goes around…” “Comes around; I know.” “And don’t forget it. Now back up.” She turned away and shoved her tongue into June’s cunt. June motioned me closer, and whispered. “Do you have any sanitary wet wipes?” I nodded, handed Tim the camera, and headed for the bathroom. Leaving the bathroom, I saw a flash and then another. When I got back, Tim was standing on the ottoman taking overhead photos. I tapped June’s shoulder, and said, “I found some.” With her face buried in April’s pussy, she reached a hand out and wiggled her fingers. I put a couple of wet wipes in her hand. June brought them to April’s ass and started to wipe and probe. “Mm.” April moaned and spread her legs wider. She’s not! I grabbed the camera from Tim.

June tossed the wipes aside as I zooned in. I followed June’s tongue through the viewfinder as she licked lower and lower. When she circled my wife’s hole with the tip of tongue, I snapped a great close up. Fuckin’ awesome. June plunged her tongue into April’s asshole; which was the one thing I’d never done. April moaned, “Yes; deeper.” I snapped photos as fast as I could. Tim said, “I’ll take care of that; keep shooting.” Of what? Tim grabbed some wet wipes, and knelt next the sofa. He wrapped a wipe round his finger and shoved into June’s ass. “Take a shot, Stan.” I focused on Tim’s finger working his wife’s asshole; saw April look up with her tongue in June’s pussy and clicked off another shot. My jaw dropped when April pulled June’s legs up and started to lick circles round June’s asshole.” Woo, fuckin’ ay… I couldn’t believe my eyes. Aprils tongue darted into June’s rosebud. “Stan, Stan.” Tim nudged me. “Use the damn camera, Stan.” “Oh, yeah,” I clicked off a few and give Tim the camera. “Here have fun.” I sat, and watched in awe.

Five minutes or so later, I heard June’s pussy-muffled voice say, “Stan.” I bet she wants a dildo. “Do you need something?” She turned her head to speak easier, and said, “Yes, I want you fuck my ass, Lieutenant.” Lieutenant? “Yeah, sure; I’d love to.” “Like now, Lieutenant; and it’s, yes, Mam.”

“Oh boy, she’s at DEFCUNT-1.” Tim laughed. “Better get your missile into Silo-2 quick.” You guys are as quirky as you’re kinky. I climbed onto the sectional, put June’s legs on my shoulders, and placed my hands her hips. I realize why she had those four gold stars. April lifted her face from General June’s cunt. Upon seeing my cock, she pulled it into her mouth. The camera flashed a few times. April pushed me away, and said, “Put that thing down, Captain Tim, and get your cock behind me.” “Yes, General.” Tim followed orders. Noticing my perplexed look, he said, “Let me guess, you two never roll play.” “Nope, we never have.”

Without trying see him, behind her, April said, “It does seem like fun; especially, with us the ranking officers.” She guided my now wet cockhead to June’s asshole. “There you go another first.” Tim gave me thumbs-up. April gasped and bit her upper lip. I whispered, “Is he hurting you? Do you want him to pull out?” April shook her head, exhaled, and sighed, “No. I’m fine now.” June wiggle her ass against my cock. With my hands holding her hips, I pressed my cockhead against her hole. April’s tongue dipped into June’s cunt. She cupped my sack and started to knead my balls as we watch my knob disappear. The deeper my cock went, the wider April’s eyes seemed. Her body rock back and forth rhythmically. I glanced, and saw Tim pounding away at my wife’s ass. He grinned at me, and said, “Harder, Lieutenant; the General likes a man with a strong weapon.”

I started to hump June’s ass harder, deeper, and faster with each stroke. June shouted, “I’m going to pin a fuckin’ medal on your chest, Captain Stan.” June rammed her ass into my trusting my cock. She clamped round my cock like vise. “Come now, Captain, fill my ass.”

Tim shouted, “I know want to feel my hot come in your ass; and here it is. April whimper, “Yes, yes.” And then screamed, “Oh my fuckin’ God, yes.” That did it, little blue pill or not, I couldn’t hold back. I gritted my teeth and started to come in June’s ass. I continued to shoot my load into her ass as I shouted, “As ordered, Mam.” June screeched something undiscernible and ear-piercing loud three or four times. I felt and her body fall limp. A few seconds later, April collapsed onto her. When I pulled my cock out, and lower June’s legs, come dripped from cock onto April’s chin. She wiped it off with a finger and put it her mouth. “That was awesome.” Tim said as leaned back and cleaned his cock with tissues. “No shit, Charlie Brown; ops, I meant, Captain.”

Too exhausted to stand, I reached for the camera, zoomed a little, and snapped a few shots of April licking my come out June’s ass. Tim waved his hand for the camera. I passed it to him. He grinned like child ready to open birthday presents as he took maybe six photos of his wife licking April’s ass. ? Chapter V: After resting a while, Tim lifted his empty glass. “Do you guys have any more wine or whatever?” I said, “I’ll be right back.” I stood and headed for our dining room wine cabinet. “Hey, Stan.” June said. I stopped and turned round. “I know; you want some chips or pretzels, right?” “Oh sure, but I just wanted to say, I love the way your naked ass moves when you walk.” Tim said, “Me too, wish mine were that cute.” I chuckled. “Thanks, I think?” With that, I strutted out the out of the room like a 1950s movie slut in high heels. Tim whistled and shouted. “Bring it back here to Daddy.” I laughed. “You can’t afford this ass, Mister.”

When I returned, I had a bag chips between my teeth, a box of pretzels under my left arm, and a large bottle of N.Y. State champagne in my right hand. “Grab your glasses, people.”

Cuddled in the corner of the sectional with her face resting on June’s left tit, April said, “I thought we were saving that for a special occasion?”

I raised my brows, and said, “I know; and we did, unless?” June said, “Put it back, Stan.” “Don’t, Stan, you’re right.” April flicked her tongue on June’s nipple and said, “Tonight is special, very much so. Pop that fuckin’ cork.” The corkscrew twisted in easy enough, but I could not get the damn thing out. “They need get with the fuckin’ times, and use screw-tops.” Tim said, “That would take the thrill out.” He moved next to me. “Allow me.”

When he did no better, I said, “This may be a task for two men.” June said, “Get to it, Captain, we need replenishment, and now.” I laughed, “Oh, we’re back in the Army again?” April giggled. “That’s right; General June canceled all leave, Lieutenant. She has, um, an important mission for you two. You’re–” She looked at June for help. “You, you will learn more later.” June paused to contrive more words, then said, “All I can say now is, it is of the utmost importance that you follow your orders to the letter; is that clear?” Tim said, “Understood, Mam.” This is roll playing dumb. Let’s just get back to the sex. Crap, April’s seems to like this shit. I sighed. “No problem, Mam. We can follow orders.” April said, “And you will or else.” Oh fuck, my words are going to bite me good. June said, “Good, now get that cork out!” Tim held and pulled the bottle while I cranked on the corkscrew. I felt it move. “It’s coming free.” April said, “I’m sure you two can get it to come; what hasn’t tonight?” I said, “We’ve almost got it—” With the usual loud pop, the cork shot across the room. Champagne sprayed onto June’s chest, face, and the wall. “Yow, that’s fuckin’ cold.” June shouted, “Somebody get me a towel, please.” April said, “No way, that’s too good to waste on a towel.” She started licking the Champagne from June’s tummy and breast. “I could use some help, Stan.” I sat next June. “Don’t fret, we’re here to help. You’ll be warm soon enough.” I added my tongue to the tasty task. With no champagne remaining, we focused on her perky nipples.

April tapped my arm, and motioned with her eyes at June’s pussy. Wow, that’s something you don’t see every day! June’s soaked pussy glistened; heck, it beckoned wet with her cunt juices and still-bubbly champagne. April whispered, “Shall we indulge?” “You bet!” Like starved vultures, we descended.

A while back, I had poured a little beer on April’s pussy, and found the smell, and taste, um, gross. I felt like I was eating an old hooker. I’d never done, nor, considered doing such. This was altogether different. The scent of June’s cunt was enticing, and her taste, delightful.

June writhed and moaned as my tongue worked her exquisite pussy. “Hey, it’s my turn.” April nudged me aside. I said, “But I want more.” “You’ve had plenty, and your fantasy was to watch me eat another gal. So shut up, and observe.”

Chapter VI: After resting again, and a few more glasses of the bubbly, April yawned and said, “Tonight has been awesome.” June said, “It was great for me too; and welcome to the B club.” April tilted her head. “Duh?” “The bi couples club.” “But I’m not—” She eyed June’s naked body from head to toe, pinched her chin, and said, “Whatever.” April motioned toward Tim. “But, you’re kidding bout the, couple’s thing. No way Tim’s bi, he’s strait, like my Stan.” June twirled a lock of April’s hair round a finger and said, “Show her, Hun.” April sat up. “He’s not.” Tim walked over to me and knelt. He took my limp cock in his hand and stroked it a few times, and grinned at April. I grimaced, pretending to be uncomfortable. April twisted her lips, and shaking a finger at Tim, said, “I think a strait guy might do that to win a bet or whatever.” Tim nodded. “But he won’t do this.” Don’t not in front of her. When Tim brought his face to my cock, I moved away. “Stanley, let him suck you.” April glared at me. “I, no we, want to watch.” June said, “Yeah, Stan. We let you two watch us and take fucken pictures.”

Pretending to be homophobic, I cringed as Tim opened his mouth. April said, “Wait, and hold that thought, not yet. I, um…” April glanced at June, “We need some insurance; Please hand that to me, Tim.” I scoffed, “Hey, I don’t want my picture taking with a guy sucking my cock.” “With her camera in hand, April smiled. “I know, and I don’t want to find those you two took of us on the net someday.” I said, “Please don’t; it could cost me my job.” June and Tim look perplexed. He said. “Really Stan, your job?” April sighed, “Yeah, he could lose his top secret clearance. Not like I would show it to anyone.” “Don’t it’s too risky, and I we would never do that.” “Indeed you won’t. After I take a few shots of you two, you won’t even feel tempted.” April pointed the camera at me as Tim grabbed my cock again. Click—flash. She said, “That’s one. Go on, Tim, enjoy.” I said, “Don’t, Tim.” Tim moaned, “But I really want to; please Stan.” April frowned. “Let him suck your cock.” I said, “On one condition.” They stared at me waiting to hear my stipulation. I looked April in the eye and said, “No matter how angry I make you, or how bad the fight. You have to swear on our first unborn child that you’ll never show it to anyone.”

June’s jaw dropped when she heard unborn child. April thought for a moment and said, “I’ll swear as long you keep our photos from the eyes of others.” “Deal.” I leaned toward her and we kissed.

June said, “Oh my God you’re pregnant, how many months?” April laughed. “I’m not pregnant.” “But, he said?” “I said, unborn child, and we do want children in a few years. I turn my head toward Tim, took a deep breath, exhaled slow, and said, “Alright, but I’m not going to enjoy it.” Tim looked up. “Ya want to put money on that?” “Just do it.” I leaned back. Tim whispered, “Chill, Stan, you known I’m a great cocksucker.” I whispered back, “Be quiet, April don’t know about that.” “Oh, yeah.” Tim engulfed my cock.

April sat up, stared at us, and said to June, “I was hoping it would be interesting; but never expected it to be so hot to watch. Now I know why he gets off on watching two gals. Look my Stan’s getting hard.” June laughed. “Tim was hard before he started; he must have been anticipating he’d get to suck Stan’s cock again.” Tim nodded at her as he kept on sucking.

“Again?” April looked June in the eye. June faked a laugh. “I meant, finally.” Oh, shit, I’m screwed. April’s face questioned June’s reply. “It’s been a long time since Tim’ sucked a cock.” June paused. “I guess I said again because, I wanted to watch him do it again, besides, he’s been eyeing Stan’s dick all night.”

April shrugged her shoulders. “That kind of makes sense. Yet I still feel like I’m being lied to bout something; played like a fool.” “Oh yeah, Tim, that feels great.” I moaned, hoping to distract April. June said, “Hmm, your Stan appears to being enjoying Tim’s BJ.” “Ha, and the dumb-ass didn’t want any part of it. And they think we’re up-tight prudes; men!” “No shit.” June nodded. “Hey, after our performances today, I think they owe us a bigger show.” April said, “That’s for damn sure; with twice the action.” “Indeed.” June said, “Enough of that, we want to watch you two sixty-nine. Hop to it; that’s an order.” I said, “Sorry, Mam, that’s one order I’m not to going execute.” April grumbled, “Hey, fair is fair; do it.” With my cock in his mouth, Tim muttered, “I’m ga, game for anything.” “Be quiet; don’t talk with your mouth full.” The camera flashed. I turned and saw April ready to snap another photo. “Come on, Hun, not again.” “Yes again.” April pressed the button, and with it went my vision. “You could have let me look away.” “Why, you had me seeing spots half the night.” Tim looked up. “You want the top or bottom, Lieutenant Stan?” “Let’s knock off the military crap.” April snapped, “Don’t be so fuckin’ rude. Apologize to him.” I sighed. “She’s right, sorry bout that. I’ve just never sucked a cock before, nor felt the urge to try.” “No problem, and thanks for letting me suck yours.” April said, “It’s time for some goes-round comes-round payback, Stanley.” Here it comes. I just stared. April gritted her teeth. “I went down on June, for you; to fulfill your fantasy.” “That was different, you were curious anyway. I’m not, besides, you love it now.” June said, “That’s not the point, Stan.” “Damn right. I love you enough to…” April voice crackled; a tear ran down her face. “You owe me.” June said, “Well, how about it, Stanley, do you love her as much or are you to selfish to care?”

I just looked on in silence. June said, “Come on Stan, it won’t kill you; heck you may even like it. It’s not all that different from licking pussy.” She laughed. “Just think of it as a pussy popsicle.” Pussy my ass, a cocksicle would be more accurate.

With tears swelling up in her eyes, April said, “You were with them before; when I was away. I just know it.” Tears ran down her cheeks. “Don’t try to bullshit me. Drunk or not, I’m not going forget that you’re a cheat and maybe not forgive your either. And to think I spent every night away alone in my hotel room while you were getting it on with—” April frowned at June and started to cry.

Fuck. I wiped a tear from my eye. “I’m sorry, it just—” “He did nothing.” June interrupted. “I was horny, saw what he was watching, the empty beer cans, and I just went nuts. I pulled my top off, rubbed my tits in his face, and well— He tried to stop us, but we wouldn’t let him. You ought to be proud of him. Sorry, but it was all my doing.” April stared at June. “He actually tried to stop you?” June nodded. I sighed. “Thanks, June. Nice story, but it’s all a lie. Tell her the truth.” June said, “You were drunk, Stan; that is the truth and—” I interrupted, “No more lies. She deserves the truth.” June bit her upper lip. “We found him watching that bi flick, naked, and jerking-off with a beer in one hand, and his cock in the other.” Tim said, “Yup, and there were a lot of empty beer cans nearby. He was there for taking, and you know how seductive my wife can be.”

April stared blankly for a minute or two. She said, “Oh my God.” She chuckled. “You caught him choking his chicken. Fuck, you should have snapped a picture. His face must’ve been bright red.” “Hey, I was lonely, horny for you, and didn’t want to cheat, so what else could I do?”

“Oh he was horny all right; had a big woody in his hand.” June giggled. “And Stan’s face, it didn’t turn red; it became pale; almost white.” “Ah fuck, wish I could have seen it.” April giggled. June said, “Oh, I almost forgot, I’ve never seen a hard cock get soft so fucken fast.” She held out a stiff index finger and made it curl limp. “Just like that, he was hard one minute, then limp the next.”

Tim put his hand back on my cock, and said to April, “Mind if I continue?” April said, “That’s Stan’s call.” “No.” I stood, pointed at the sectional cushions, and said, “On your back, I’ll take the top, if—” My eyes met Aprils.’ “If what?” “If—” I had to pause whereas my emotions stole my voice. I wiped my eyes again, swallowed hard, and said, “If you’ll forgive my indiscretion with—” I glanced at June. “I’ll do it.” Please say I don’t have to. My eyes met Aprils. April scoffed, “Save the sad puppy look, Stan. It’ll take more than that this time. I was the scorned one, not you.” April sniffled. “And forget about talking your way out of it; though, you can use your mouth to redeem yourself.” She glanced at Tim’s cock. I just stood there, “Furthermore,” April shook a finger at me and continued, “don’t get it into your head that you can start philandering around; sucking cock won’t get you off again.” I nodded.

I took a deep breath and said to Tim, “Don’t expect too much; one second.” June said, “Now what now?” I said, “Chill, I didn’t change my mind.” My glass was beyond reach, but the champagne bottle wasn’t. I gulped down maybe two glassfuls when June said, “Enough already, Lieutenant. It’s not a freakin’ suicide mission.”

I wiped my lips and placed the bottle back on the table. “Move over, Cocksicle.” I straddle Tim backwards and immediately felt Tim’s hand and tongue on my dick. I glance at April and took Tim’s cock in my hand. April smiled and mouthed, “I Love you.” I lower my face close enough to lick Tim’s knob. From the corner of my eye, I saw April biting the side of her finger, her eyes filled with anticipation. Aw, fuck it; I do owe her. With my tongue shaking, I licked the tip of Tim’s knob. Finding it almost tasteless, I rolled my round it the way I like it done to mine. That’s it; I’ll just pretend it’s my cock being licked and sucked.

I closed my eyes, and with my tongue swirling round Tim’s shaft, I took his cock in as far as I could. June shouted, “We have cocktac; well done, Major Stan, carry on.” I noticed Tim repeating my every move. I cupped is balls and started to knead them. He did likewise. Tim began stroking my now fully hard cock with twisting stokes. I match his every move. Through my eyelids, I saw the camera flashes, and heard April say, “Oh my God, they look so freakin’ hot. I could come just watching them. I love you so much, Stan.”

Tim’s cock began to taste a bit salty and different than a pussy though not bad. I let it drop from my mouth. June laughed, “Tim’s a precum factory, and it taste so good.” I almost nodded. April said, “Don’t waste it; lick it up.” I saw Tim’s precum soaked cockhead, and turned toward April. Holy crap! Her eyes looked far away; glazed-over. She stared at me, and Tim’s cock, while masturbating in a trace like state.

Tim said, “Don’t stop, you’re doing great, Stan.” As I curled my tongue round Tim’s cockhead seeking more precum, the camera flashed again. I’m going be so screwed if these photos hit the internet. June said, “Sucking cock is great, huh, Stan?” I shrugged indifference, but kept on sucking. April gasped. “Admit it, Stan.”

I picked my head up, exhaled. “To be honest, it’s not bad; kind of different, um, interesting. But I still like pussy a hell of a lot more. I doubt if I’d do this again; no way if I’m sober.” April laughed, “I hope I will.” She put her hand on June’s pussy. “You better!” June said, “I want to eat you up as often as I can.”

I felt Tim’s hand on my back urging me lower and heard April say, “Don’t let me keep you.” “Watch, this is for you, Hun.” I winked at her and took all eight of Tim’s cock. “Just for me, hardly.” April chuckled. June said, “He’s a deep-throat champ already.” A few minutes later, I heard the gals whispering something indistinguishable. Seconds after which, I felt fingernails down my back. I opened my eyes just long enough to see June kneeling on the floor next to me. She did it again and whispered, “Did you like that?” Still sucking on Tim’s cock, I nodded and mumbled, “Mm.” Again, I felt her nails, and his time she also racked my naked ass. As she continued ply her long fingernails on my ass, June moved her face close mine. “Don’t be selfish, share.” With that, she placed her hand on mine, and licked the side of Tim’s cock. I moved away enough for her to suck him good and proper. “She leaned back and said, “Continued with your mission, Major Stan.” “Major?” “Yes, you’ve been promoted.” “Oh, Thanks.” Fuck, I bet she thinks I’m a Major cocksucker. I stopped sucking Tim’s cock and whispered to June, “What the fuck’s wrong with me, I’m not gay? Hell, I never even look at guys.” June grinned, “Not in the showers at a gym or the guy standing next to you in a restroom? You’ve never tried to steal a peek at another guy’s cock?” I grimaced, “Well, yeah, and more than once, but don’t most guys? You know, compare the competition or whatever?”

“I suppose, but I think it’s also because we’re all a little bisexual. Thing is, unlike gals, most men can’t handle that thought. When you no longer find tits and pussy interesting, you can ask yourself that question again. Until then, enjoy, and savor every opportunity. Explore all you can while you can, and be glad you had the guts to try.”

“I nodded, put Tim’s cock back in my mouth, and cupped his sack. Explore all you can. Why not, who’s to know but us. I played with Tim’s balls. Like a child savoring his first ice pop, my tongue wandered up and down the side of his shaft. Crazy Heather, one my old girlfriends came to mind. She loved to suck cock and had a thing for balls that could make me squirm. I stared at Tim’s sack. I don’t know about this, it looks kind of fuzzy? There I was trying to decide if I should lick Tim’s low hanging scrotum. Maybe even do like Heather, and suck one of his nuts into my mouth, when April’s face appeared. She said, “Pay me no—oh wow, you’re thinking about licking his nuts, huh?” “Um, no.” “Ah, please do, I’d love to watch. Please, please.” That did it, I had to comply; my tongue started to explore his balls. April kissed my forehead. “Holy shit, I can almost come just watching you.” I winked at April and sucked Tim’s left nut into mouth and rolled my tongue all around it making my checks bulge. Aprils jaw dropped, her eyes widened. To excite her more, I added slurping sounds. I’m not power junkie. Yet there I was in full control of her with my cock, mouth, and hands occupied with another guy! I’d like to blame it all on being drunk, but—” Heather came to mind again, when Tim did likewise to me.

Occupied with Tim’s balls and cock, I watched April pull Tim’s knees up, and spread his legs wider. She smiled at me, spread his butt cheeks, and said, “Please hold them like this.” I put a hand on each side of Tim’s ass and exposed is butt hole,” She then blew warm air up and down his crack and over his hole. Yeah, I was close enough to feel it. April kept looking behind me. She put a finger in cunt, and moved it about. When she removed her dripping finger, I dropped Tim’s cock and stuck my tongue out.” “But it’s not for you.” “Aw…” I frowned. April looked behind me and said, “One second.” Her eyes met mine. “Here.” I licked it clean. “I want another.” “No, you can lick my pussy later. Besides, I’m sure Tim want’s your mouth more.” “Your damn right I do; you’re a great cocksucker; a real natural, Stan. You get a gold star.” “My Stan’s a quick leaner.” April laughed as she wet her finger again. “Well done, Stan.” June said from behind me.

Hearing Tim’s words, made feel like a 7th Avenue whore. Had he called me that yesterday, I would have decked him. Instead, there I was with his hard cock in my mouth and my hands holding his ass open. Maybe I’m still drunk. Passed-out drunk, dreaming. Yeah, that was it. Seeing April’s wet finger, near Tim’s butthole, I quickly forgot my new title.

April winked at me, or so I thought. The scene unfolding inches from my face, my wife’s finger rubbing Tim’s asshole, felt so surreal; I thought it my asshole receiving her massage. April glanced up and nodded at June. You don’t need June’s OK; shove it into him. When April’s finger disappeared into Tim’s ass, I felt him shudder and—“Yow…what the fuck?” I cringed. June had shoved a finger into my ass. April said, “Just relax.” “Like how?” “Like I did the first time you fuck my ass.” She grinned, “Relax, you said the same fuckin’ thing to me, remember?” “Yeah, bu—” I gasped again as June shoved it in deeper. April kept working her finger deeper into Tim’s ass. She stopped and said. “But what, you were going to say something?” “Um, but it was your ass then. Women know how to—heck, you’re supposed to relax. You’ve been, um—” June snapped, “We can and have, huh?” She forced a second finger up my ass. “Knock it off, that doesn’t feel good.” “Oh really?” June sneered. “Guess what, Stanley, an asshole isn’t a cunt. It didn’t feel good for us either, not at first. It takes a bit before of work, but fear not, we’ll get you two to opened up soon enough. Won’t we, Hun?” “You bet.” April laughed.

Seeing me grit my teeth, April said, “Do you want a bullet to bite, while you relax, cowboy?” I shook no my head, and tried to relax. “I’m really not enjoying this.” April said, “Aw…too bad, I didn’t either at first, especially your fat cock. Hang in there a bit longer, and if still hurts, I tell her to stop.” “Must I?” “Hey, I endured your cock, every time you wanted to shove it in my ass; it’s your turn. Goes around, comes around, or should that be, in and up.” “So it’s a revenge thing; you two planned it from the start.” April grinned. “It don’t hurt now does it, maybe feels a little nice.” Almost. April said, “Well?” “Alright, it doesn’t hurt as much, and it feels sought of OK.” June pulled her fingers out, and said, “Just OK, perhaps you’ll like it better if I did this, Stan.” April cringed. “Wa, what’s she up to now?” I tried to see, but couldn’t turn my head round enough. “Hey, Stan.” Tim slapped his cock on my lips. “Hey wait.” June slipped something smooth and warm into my ass. It felt thicker than her fingers; and only hurt a little. She shoved it deeper, deeper than any finger could reach. I almost moaned, as it began to feel good, fearing it might encourage her seek a bigger toy, I kept my moans silent. I said, “Why does it feel warm?” June said, “Cause I warmed it for you.” “In what?” A moan escaped my lips. “My cunt.” No shit!

June worked my ass with her dildo probably as good as I could work hers with my cock. “Feel good, don’t it? April said as she reached into a nearby bag and pulled out a long fat latex cock. “I have one for Tim, but I didn’t think to warm it. Sorry, Tim.” Tim said, “No problem, at least it wasn’t in the fridge.” “Oh my God, that’s big. June doesn’t have one of those up my ass, does she? April grinned.

I watched April cover it with KY and press it into Tim’s ass. Unlike me, he moaned from pleasure not pain. With June’s dildo fucking my ass. I said to Tim, “You seem to like it; not your first time, is it?”

“Nope, and I love it, but I like the real thing more. Um, Stan, maybe next time…we can fuck each other?” “We’ll see, perhaps, but you don’t need to return the favor.” “Oh, but he does.” April said. June said, “You have to let him repay the debt.” “Hey, don’t push it.” “But I must, push it.” She shoved her dildo deeper into my ass. I heard a click and felt my butthole buzz. “What the fuck? Turn it off pa…please; no, don’t.” For maybe the fourth time that day, I sent my inhibitions hiking. It just felt too damn good to make her stop. I closed my eyes and drifted off.

I don’t know if were seconds or minutes, when I heard April say, “Are you enjoying yourself, Stan?” My eyes opened, and strained to get April’s face into focus. I said, “Either I’m losing my mind, or I’m getting fucked by a beautiful gal with a dildo?” “Aside from being exhausted and intoxicated, your mind is fine. Well, it’s as good as it can get anyway. Oh, and yes, you’re being ass-fucked. And that cock in your hand, it’s not yours.” When I felt a tongue on my cockhead, and saw a hard cock inches from my lips, I return to reality. “Oh yeah, it’s Tim’s.” April shook her head. “Welcome back.” “Whatever?” I engulfed, his cock again. As I licked and stroked his stiff tool, I watched April work Tim’s ass her dildo. When she switched it on and his cock began to vibrate in my mouth. Tim moaned and pushed back to meet her strokes.

April and June dildo fucked us until we came; which wasn’t long at all. I gaged a little when Tim warm come spurted into my mouth and managed to swallow it all. Exhausted, and with the taste of Tim’s come in my mouth, I glance at April and said, “Satisfied?” “Indeed.” She smiled. “Let me help you clean up.” April licked my cock and then shoved her com-covered tongue into my mouth. Breaking the kiss, she said to June, “I can’t wait; same time next weekend?” “Sure.” June said. Tim nodded “Yet bet.”

April grinned at June, looked at Tim’s cock, and cooed, “Um… just one more thing before we hit the sack. If it’s OK with you, love?” I rolled my eyes. “If what’s, OK?” June laughed. “I know what she wants; she wants Tim cock in her pussy. You want him to fuck you, don’t you?” April turned toward me. “Well?” I said, “I was hoping we’d get to this.” June said, “Me too, I hate trying to sleep on an empty pussy.” I chuckled. “You have a gift for words don’t you?” “Sometimes.” She laughed.

“I’ve had my share of pretty women, um, before April; but I’ve never fucked a General.” I stood. “And I can’t wait. I hope you like our big soft pillow top bed.” “Sure, as long as it comes with a nice hard cock.” I helped to her feet and whispered, “I’m going to you fuck silly.” She tugged on my cock. “You better, get this hard first.” “No problem.” I turned round and looked at April and Tim, and said, “One bedroom or two?” As if rehearsed, the gals both said, “One of cause.” Entering our bedroom, April said, “Hey, what if?” I bit my thumb. “Oh boy, it’s one of her ‘if’’ questions.” June said, “No need to be shy with us. We know you inside and out now, Sweetie. Just say what’s on your mind.” “I suppose you do.” April said, “Aright then, I was thinking, we all liked the movie, right” We nodded.” June said, “Yes, very much, and?” April gave us a naughty grin. “We could play it next week here.” Tim said, “We could; though I’m not sure if it can work as well with just the four of us.” “I know, but with a third couple or maybe even a fourth—” Aprils grin grew wider. I said, “Like whom?” “Terry, and John, they might want in on the fun.” I shrugged. “John may, but Terry, well, she’s hot, and fun; but she don’t seem the type.” April and June glared at me. June tilted her head, lowered her brows, and said, “And what type would that be, a slut or whore?” ‘No, no; cause not, adventurous, like us.” June pretended to scoff, “Hmm.”

“That’s because you don’t know her.” April snickered, “The way she talks about the guys at the gym, I’m sure she would with a little liquid encouragement.” April turned and faced June. “As for the fourth couple, I’ve got nothing.” June said, “I just so happens, we have friends from the city coming to spend the weekend, um when?” Tim said, “The weekend of the fourth. Two weeks, and they’re close friends.” April said, “Cool, in two weeks then.” “Super!” I grabbed June and threw us onto the bed. “Top, bottom, side, doggie or?” “Surprise me.” April shoved Tim onto the bed next us, and said, “Roll over, Mister, I want the top.”

We wanted to fuck for hours, but we had only one fuck left in us. As for our version of Reality TV, that will have to until the fourth.

The End

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