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Going Bling - 48 Hours

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Across the computer screen, Sexkitten typed: "Are you caressing your balls while you stroke that long thick cock baby?"...and I typed in reply: "Fuck...yes baby,...I'm smoking my cock right now for you...my balls are so fucking swollen...I can close my eyes and visualize your beautiful pussy flowing with wetness while you're rubbing your tiny clit,...cum hard for me kitten...god yes, I'm going to cum baby�I"M CUMMING!....FUCK...YES! Not an uncommon occurrence for me to be involved in such a similarly engaged act a couple of years ago. I know for a fact there are thousands of men and women out there that have also been, or may still be, participating in this very safe manner of sexual interaction with perfect strangers, known as cyber sex. When I first discovered it, I was like, "This is the SHIT!...I have single and married women sharing their most intimate sexual thoughts and expressions with me...willingly...and, I can jack-off 10 times a day if I want with a different partner each time!...this ROCKS! And it did "rock". Within just a couple of months of hitting the sex-themed chat rooms, I had achieved a "preferred status" among the female chat-room regulars, meaning that they had either witnessed my ability to express sexual acts in private chats, or, even displayed publicly in the chat rooms, and regularly wanted me to lead them into their pussy rubbing sessions for that evening. Who was I to disappoint? More often than not, it led to some incredible phone sex, which I quickly found I also had a knack for. It got to the point where I would get e-mails from women that had heard about me from other women, asking me to meet them online at a set time and place so they could "get some sugar", as it would come to be known. Once, I even had a 24 year old escort from Las Vegas cold-call me at 2:00 in the morning asking me to have phone sex with her because she had been stuck at home with the flu for a week...saw me interacting in a chat room earlier that evening...asked one of the room regulars about me...got my phone number from her...was horny...and wanted me to make her cum. I was in heaven. I could never be this in demand in my every day life. Don't get me wrong, I've often been told that I'm handsome, but true good looks don't matter during cyber-sex sessions. It's strictly a visual experience of the individuals mind, and their personal will of how they perceive the fantasy being acted out on the computer screen, or, over the phone which is purely audible. This fact reconditioned my mind to believe there could be no more satisfying an orgasm than one brought about via cerebral or audible arousal...until, one weekend�in Houston, Texas. I met Trisha in one of the chat rooms I most often visited. For months, she and I were simply switch-offs from the others that we were regularly "partaking with". I still remember the first time she and I cybered together. I came harder that night from reading her text than I ever had before. My cock stayed semi-erect for hours afterward, as if it wanted more of her. I would never have told her that though. I shrugged the urge to do so off, and simply looked forward to the opportunity to experience her deeply sexual expressions again. Weeks later, she confided in me that her orgasms while cybering with me were more intense than those she had with other men online, so I confessed that I felt the same about her and my experiences with other women. Soon after confessing our preferences for each other, we became almost exclusive. We would spend hours every day on the computer in private chats describing the act of fucking, sucking, doing anal, peeing on each other, beating off for each other...and all the time, me jacking my cock for hours on end (edging)...and her, rubbing, fingering, vibrator stuffing, and squirting, to multiple orgasms a day. There were days when we were both raw from all the hand action we were giving ourselves. Eventually, we would engage in hours of insatiable phone sex. Finally after several months of such an intensely expressed sexual tryst, it was time. We needed to meet each other. We had done all we could do over the Internet and phone. We had sent each other several pictures, x-rated and not. Knew everything about the others personal lives. There was nothing left to do but the real thing. I was going to go to her... in Houston, Texas. It was on. We picked a weekend that worked for both of us. She told her husband that she would be going across town to spend the weekend with a girlfriend from college, which she did from time to time, thus giving him no reason to suspect any different. We exchanged cell phone numbers and I gave her the name of the hotel that I had made reservations with. She said to just call her cell phone when I got settled into my room, and we would make plans from there because she had a big surprise for me. Big Surprise...uh-oh�surprises can suck sometimes. FRIDAY 4:00 AM I wanted to drive down in case I decided to stay a few days, so I got an early start. Houston was 12 hours away. I wanted to make sure that I beat the afternoon rush hour traffic, and, I wanted plenty of time to settle into my hotel room before calling Trisha. While driving, I thought about Trisha continuously. Twice I had to pull into rest areas to stroke my cock to completion while I fantasized about what she and I would do when we met. I must have had my cock in my hand for 5 of the 9 hours that I drove. And drive I did. I made the trip in less than 10 hours. I might have been in a hurry to get there�maybe. FRIDAY 2:00 PM I got to my hotel room and immediately called Trisha. She squealed with delight upon getting my call. We chatted briefly about my trip, which led to her telling me to sit tight. She was just across town and would be there in 30 minutes. I couldn't wait to meet this woman. My cock achieved full erection the moment she answered my call, and was still about to rip through my jeans. Exactly 30 minutes later, there was a knock on my door... FRIDAY 2:40 am Opening the door, she burst into the room and into my arms...engaging me in a heavenly kiss that sent our tongues eagerly searching each others mouths...our hands falling to firmly caress each others most intimate areas...yes...we had done this in our minds many times before, but never actually felt what it was like...and it was good, very, very...good. Upon breaking the kissing and groping session, we looked into each others eyes for a moment, and then both burst into loud laughter of relief. Relief that the other was who we thought they would be, in every way. In the awkwardness of the moment, I turned to walk across the room as I asked her what she had planned for her out of town guest. As I turned to listen to her response, she had raised her dress, had raised one leg to rest her foot on a piece of my luggage, had pulled her panties aside, and was spreading her cleanly shaven pussy wide with her fingers, exposing her swollen clit for me to see. I can't remember how hard my cock was before that instance, but upon seeing her standing there that way, it immediately pushed hard against my zipper, begging to be released. Not saying a word, I calmly smiled and took a seat at the modest little executive desk that came with my suite. I knew what she wanted, because we had practiced it so many times before while on-line with each other. Her eyes lowered as she leaned slightly forward to look at herself below. Her fingers eagerly working to spread her pussy farther open. She gasped as she lightly touched her clit while looking up at me through a vale of silky black hair that shrouded her cool blue eyes. I intuitively began to rub my cock through my jeans as I watched her. She then turned to face the other direction, pushed her panties to her ankles in a seductively slow fashion and stepped from them, raised her dress again, but leaned completely forward, thrusting outward her opened pussy lips and pink little asshole. My mouth was watering excessively. She pushed two fingers into her sopping little hole, and then pulled them out to put them to her mouth, sucking on them as if they were life giving. Before I could unzip my jeans and start palming my cock, she lowered her dress and turned to smile at me as if she had just discovered the atom. She just giggled and told me not to worry, the show was only about to begin. Before I could respond, she said: "Okay, here's the deal. I have to go back to my house until hubby gets home from work, and then say goodbye to him for the weekend. From there, I have to go to my girlfriend�s house across town and meet up with her and her husband, and I'll be back here to get you at 7:00 PM." At this point, she could have said she was going to boil my nuts in hot oil and I would have agreed, so I just kissed her as she walked toward the door, smacked her playfully on the ass, and whispered in her ear, "Finish off your pussy in the car while you drive home", to which she turned and replied in a soft whisper in my ear, "Don't worry, I will. And oh, my panties are on the floor, shoot your load in them after I leave, and I'll wear them again tonight". As soon as the door closed behind her, I scrambled for her panties and found them lying bunched up on the floor. Picking them up I could clearly see the creamy wetness still evident in the inner crotch. She had likely rubbed herself in the car on her way to the hotel. I pushed the crotch hard against my nose, inhaling her scent of arousal and flooding my senses beyond belief. I couldn't get my pants off quick enough. I didn't even attempt to sit or lay down. I just stood there, her panties to my nose, jacking my cock like I was trying to stretch it to the moon. Her pussy smelled unbelievable. I could feel her dampness still on the crotch of the black silk French cut garment. Hungrily I licked at the soiled fabric, my chest rising and falling as if I just ran a marathon...I could taste her. Urgently, the need to cum took control. I lowered her panties to the tip of my cock, spread my feet farther apart, closed my eyes to quickly relive her recent display of masturbation, and gushed an unbelievable load of hot sticky cum into the crotch of her panties. The rest of the afternoon was a blur. I've never in my life anticipated anything as highly as I did meeting back up with her that evening. To help pass the time, I took a shower, took a nap, and ordered some room service. I even jacked my cock two more times somewhere in between, but not to completion. I wanted to build up a massive load to share with her. It worked. FRIDAY 7:00 PM My cell phone rang promptly at 7 PM. It was Trisha calling from the lobby of the Hotel. She told me to come on down to the lobby, and we could just jump into my SUV and go to dinner at a restaurant she had chosen for us. Stepping out of the elevator, I veered into the lobby to see Trisha standing there in 6 inch heels wearing a hot little short black skirt that barely covered her ass and pussy-cleavage and a white button down blouse with no bra. I could have jacked-off right then and there. With her was a nice looking couple, probably a couple of years our elder, but classy looking. I assumed this was the "girlfriend" she had been referring to. Trisha introduced me to Seth, a weathered man of about 45 that was average as men go, and Dana, a tall thin blonde with a pretty face and smoking body for a woman in her 40's, dressed in a semi-sheer white backless dress that covered her legs mid-thigh. I could easily see the white thong and sheer bra under it. Nice, but whatever. I just assumed they were only there for Trisha's peace of mind. After all, I could be a psycho chainsaw wielding mass murderer instead of a dick wielding horny as fuck middle aged male...lol... (I'm not sure which is more dangerous). Anyway, I played along, certain we would be dumping them along the way as Trisha got a few drinks in her. Boy, was I wrong! Out the door of the hotel lobby, Trisha got in with me, and Seth and Dana slipped into a Corvette that they would follow in. On the way to the restaurant, Trisha informed me that, if it was okay, after dinner Seth would leave Dana with us, and the three of us, would go to a swinger club called Secrets for some dancing and drinks. Before I could reply, she further explained that she and Dana were "bi-friends", and that Seth was into his wife watching, and getting watched, and then coming home to tell him about it. All I could think of to say was, "Can we just go straight to the club and skip dinner?" But instead of answering me, she giggled like she always does, leaned over to grab my cock, rubbed it through my slacks for a few seconds, and asked me if I had her panties. I told her I had left them in my hotel room. Then she lay back into the car seat, spread her legs wide exposing the fact that she had no panties on, and said with pouting lips: �I guess I just won't wear panties tonight then.� And proceeded to slowly finger herself the rest of the way to the restaurant. Of course I helped. Too bad the restaurant was only 6 blocks from my hotel. I would love to have seen her cum fingering herself like that. She told me during one of our very first chats online that she liked to be fingered, and that was becoming very clear with every passing hour. FRIDAY 8:00 PM Sitting down to dinner was awkward at first. Seth didn't talk much. I felt like a kid that was taking his daughter to prom, knowing full well I was probably going to be face to face with his wife�s pussy at some point that evening. The edge was reduced though by Dana and Trisha's constant banter about what the other women in the restaurant were wearing. The restaurant was upscale, but dark with soft Italian music throughout. We had a circle booth that was closed on one end, had a high back, and faced other tables in the room that were all empty, due I'm sure to late hour that we were eating. We sat boy-girl-boy-girl with me between Dana and Trisha, and Seth on the outside end. I was sandwiched between the girls, intentionally I'm sure. After ordering, Dana and Seth asked about my profession, so we chatted lightly about that, and other domestic things until the food came. More than once I felt Dana�s hand on my thigh, frightfully close to my constantly erect cock. I'm certain she was teasing me with the intent of priming me for what was to come (no pun intended). By the time we finished eating, we had all consumed 3 or 4 Long Island Ice Tea's, and the buzz had begun. Trisha said she needed to pee and asked Seth if he would let her out. He stood up to do so, and said he was just going to go ahead and retire for the evening, so we all slid out of the booth to say our goodbye�s to Seth. He asked if I minded Dana going to the club with Trisha. I winked, shook his hand, assured him that his wife was in no danger from me, and told him it had been a pleasure. With that, he kissed Dana on the cheek, kissed Trisha on the cheek, said goodnight, and walked out. I haven't seen old Seth since. Trisha excused herself and took off looking for the ladies room. Dana and I scooted back in to the booth, her first. As she scooted inward, she lifted her dress far enough to expose her white cotton thong, watching to make sure I saw it. I smiled and said, "Like another tea?" In an almost shy manner, she just nodded negatively, and with a straight face asked me if I liked her panties. (It was at this point that my cock went fully erect and stayed that way for the next 12 hours.) Not sure how to answer her, I said, "Well, I didn't get a very good look at them, but yes, I liked them very much." She thought about my response, lifted her ass from the booth cushion, reached under her dress, slid her thong down to her ankles and off, laid it on the bench between us, and asked me if I could see it better now. Before I could answer, Trisha was back to the table and telling me to scoot in. As I scooted toward Dana, Trisha saw Dana's panties and started giggling. �I see Dana's not being shy now that Seth�s gone� she said as she swiped the cotton thong from the cushion. After a moment of brief silence, Trisha lifted Dana�s thong to my nose and asked me if I jacked off into her black panties after she had left the hotel. Dana�s scent was strong, but in a sweet way. It made my alcohol induced brain reel with pleasure. I nodded yes to Trisha as I reached to rub my erection through my slacks. Looking down, I could see Trisha reaching up her short skirt to touch herself. I cleared my throat in an obvious way and nodded toward the approaching waitress (who was pretty damn hot as well) to warn of the invasion of our little interlude. She asked if we desired any thing else, to which we all laughed hysterically. Apparently we offended the hot little waitress who plopped the dinner bill onto the table and walked off in a huff. I dropped three c-notes on the table, and said: �Ladies�shall we go?� FRIDAY 10:00 PM The drive across town to the swingers bar consisted of Trisha and Dana, who had climbed into the back seat of my Escalade, making out with each other the whole way, and occasionally taking turns leaning forward to talk dirty in my ear. At one point, Dana licked my ear lobe and said, �I've got one finger in Trisha, and one in my tight little ass�mmm�. The next second she put a finger to my nose and asked me to guess where that finger had been. That was easy. It smelled just like Trisha�s panties, but I didn't answer her. It wasn't that kind of quiz. At every stoplight, I would turn to look at the action behind me. These girls were VERY comfortable with each other. When we arrived to the parking lot of the club, I asked over their heavy breathing if they wanted to sit in the parking lot and continue while I watched and jacked off, but before I could finish my question they were giggling and pulling down their dresses. Trisha hopped into the front passenger seat and freshened her makeup in the visor vanity mirror while Dana climbed out to brush her hair and put on lipstick using the reflection off the hood of my SUV. At this point, my balls were so fucking ready to explode, it hurt. But somehow, I knew that the serious action was still to come. After about an hour in the club, I was starting to wonder where the evening was truly going to end. I spent the better part of that hour checking out the other hot women in the club while Dana and Trisha danced provocatively with each other to every song the DJ played. In this particular crowd it was kind of like traditional clubs. The women all danced with each other while the husbands, boyfriends and dates sat and watched. The difference being, all these women were kissing and fondling each other. And while I'm not certain because the dance floor was kept very dark, it would be my guess that there was some fingering and pussy licking going on too. Occasionally they would come over to the table to take a sip of their Long Island Tea�s and flash me, but that first hour was all about the two of them. At one point after coming out of the ladies room, Trisha did come over to the table to give me a long wet tongue kiss, which tasted totally like pussy�Dana�s pussy I presume, but other than that, I was just sitting there rubbing my cock through my slacks and getting smashed on LI Tea�s. FRIDAY 11:30 PM The club was packed by now. The owners were going table to table and asking if more couples could join them at their tables. There was a line outside that was probably 100 people deep, waiting for someone to leave so they could enter. The club allowed no singles. You had to enter as a couple, and leave as a couple. The only exception was our particular case, as in a threesome that consisted of two females and one male. When the club owner approached my table, she just asked where my date was, to which I responded with a smile��On the dance floor with my other date.� She just laughed slightly and asked if we wanted to share our table with another couple. This didn't take much thought. I was starting to get bored as hell, so I said, �Sure, bring them over�. �Thanks for welcoming us to your table� I heard a strong southern female voice yell into my ear over the loud music. I turned to respond, but the music was too loud, so I just extended an open arm toward the near empty table and smiled at her. She was a petite blonde with waist length hair, brown eyes, a very dark tan, and teeth so white they were almost blinding against her tanned complexion. Total package, she was quite possibly now the hottest little thing in the club in her skin tight red one piece dress that stopped at the cheeks of her ass, and again at her bulging breasts, probably a 42DD. I guessed her to be about 28 years of age. She had an incredibly toned body. She looked like a stripper at a swank high end strip club. Over her shoulder stood what I would have assumed was her little brother. This poor guy had acne, braces, and glasses, and was dressed like he shopped at the little boys section at Sears. I shrugged it off to the probability that he had a 12� cock if he was with this smoking hottie. �I'm Candice, and this is Todd. He�s lives down the hall in my apartment complex� she said, as if she was explaining why she was with him. She scooted her chair right next to mine and immediately engaged me in conversation. With her hand placed on my thigh she asked who I was with. I pointed to Trisha and Dana, who were still dancing, but looking right at me now, and said, �Them, the brunette in the black mini skirt and the blonde in the white backless dancing together�. Her reply said volumes��They're HOT! Are they bi too?� Within sixty seconds of that comment, Trisha and Dana were at the table. Trisha hadn't sat down all night, but when she saw how hot Candice was, I'm assuming she thought she had better save me from getting my brains fucked out. After 2 minutes it was clear that Trisha was jealous of the attention that Candice was giving me, and eventually, Trisha grabbed Dana and went back to the dance floor. But this time, they danced in view of where I was sitting. I assumed it was so I could see the show they were about to display for everyone, and also, so Trisha could keep an eye on me and Candice. I asked Candice if Todd was her lover. I thought she was going to faint with laughter. �No�he�s just here so I could get in as a couple� she said. �I don't have a boyfriend. But I have let Todd watch me get off before.� Lucky little shit was all I could think of. In between songs, out of nowhere, she put her hand on my crotch, looked me right in the eye, and said, �Do you and your dates fuck other people, or just each other? I want to fuck you, and I want to fuck your dates too. Would you like me to eat their pussies while you fuck me in the ass?� Before she could finish that series of comments and questions, my cock went fully erect, and she was stroking it under the table through the fabric of my slacks. Not sure how to answer on behalf of Trisha and Dana, I mumbled something to the effect that �I would very muck like to fuck her in the ass while she ate pussy�. The hard part was trying not to blow the nut I had been holding back all night. So, to chill the moment, I explained that she would have to speak with Trisha about the pussy eating part. MISTAKE! Candice jumped right up and went out to the dance floor, approached Trisha and Dana, and said something into Trisha�s ear. Trisha nodded yes, and with that, the three of them were now dancing and grinding on each other. Here I sat, with Todd the geek from down the hall. I just looked at him and said, �So Todd, how big is your cock?� He just said �Huh, I couldn't hear you over the music.� I pointed to the girls, who were now demanding the room�s attention. Trisha was squatting behind Candice eating out her ass like it was cake, and Dana was squatting in front of her lapping at Candice�s pussy like it was cat nip, and both were rubbing their pussies frantically as they worked on Candice. Funny thing is, all I could see clearly were Candice�s white teeth glowing under the blacklight, because she was smiling at me like she just won a foot race and I was her coach. Since open displays of gratification are not allowed at this club, the show was stopped short, and we were politely asked to leave, lest we be turned over to Houston�s finest. Considering the hour, and the fact that the club would be closing in 30 minutes anyway, it was no big loss. Truth is, I was ready to get the serious sex-capades for the evening under way, so this worked out well in my mind. SATURDAY 12:30 AM As we exited through the door of the club to the supportive applause of the remaining partiers, we were all kind of laughing and waving like rock stars leaving the stage after an encore. We gathered ourselves outside the club as I asked everyone what they wanted to do now. Trisha immediately chimed in, �I think we should all go back to your hotel room and get naked�WOOHOO!� With that comment, we all �WOOHOO�d� too, and the next thing I remember, I was giving Todd my room number at the Hilton so he and Candice could join us. On the drive back to the hotel, I called ahead and had room service deliver 4 bottles of their most expensive wine. Trisha and Dana just did a lot of giggling and making fun of Todd. SATURDAY 1:15 AM I entered the lobby alone as Trisha and Dana were retrieving a suitcase from Trisha�s car. As I crossed the lobby, I noticed Candice sitting by herself in the atrium. She arose as I approached and quickly explained that Todd went home because he had to work Saturday, and asked if it was okay that she came without him. I wanted to let Trisha answer that question because I still wasn't sure how she truly perceived Candice�s presence, or how she anticipated Candice�s participation, or, if there was even going to be any at all for anybody. I was starting to have my doubts. So to stall until the girls got in from the parking lot, I just told Candice it was cool, and asked her if she wanted anything from the lounge bar. I figured at the least, if Trisha took exception to Candice showing up without her date, and left mad, I was going to fuck Candice�s twenty-something ass like she'd never been fucked before. I consider myself an intellect with above average smarts. My successful career as an upper management executive has been due in large part to my innate ability to read peoples thoughts, and predict or second guess what their actions or reactions will be to given situations. In this case however, no way could I have anticipated what these three ladies had in store for me in the coming hours. Trisha and Dana entered the lounge under my earlier instructions to them that they could find me there when they got in from the parking lot. To my surprise, they both greeted Candice with a peck on the lips and a hug. Trisha put a small overnight bag on the bar top as Candice explained the situation with Todd. Dana quickly stated that she for one was glad Todd couldn't make it so she could be Candice�s date now. We all laughed fake little laughs as the bartender called last call. SATURDAY 1:30 AM To break the silence after the bartender�s outburst, I told the ladies I had wine waiting for us in the room, and suggested we retire to my quarters. I got no arguments. In the elevator, the mood these ladies were in was made clear. As soon as the elevator door closed, Trisha grabbed my crotch and started rubbing my cock obsessively while kissing me deep and hard, and Dana and Candice kissed and sucked at my neck as they too groped my ass cheeks and crotch. When the elevator door rang open, we all stopped the makeout session and fled down the hallway toward my room. As I fumbled to get the card key out of my wallet, Dana and Candice were kissing each other right in the middle of the hall way. Once in the room, the ladies took turns using the restroom, then I took my turn. But the ladies wanted to watch me pee, so I let them. Pissing with an erection is a bitch, but I managed. The three of them stood around me, each trying to get a better view of my cock as it hung semi-erect and sprayed a heavy stream of warm urine. �You have a very nice cock.� said Candice, to which Dana replied, �Yes, very thick. I like thick cocks.� To which Trisha replied, �And he likes to stroke it. You wanna stroke it for us now baby while you watch us play with our pussies?...hmmm?� As she said �pussies�, she put her hand around my cock and stroked it slowly while the last dribbles of piss left it�s tip. I could see all three of them rubbing themselves as I looked into the full length mirror to my left, their eyes fixated on my cock being stroked by Trisha. I told them all to go into the suite, and that I'd be right out. I closed the door behind them, freshened my deodorant and cologne, brushed my teeth, and stripped down to my black boxer briefs. As I exited the bathroom, Trisha was going through her overnight bag which appeared to be full of vibrators, dildos, and lubricant. Dana and Candice were sitting on the suite sofa with their dresses pulled up over their hips, their legs spread wide, their fingers working on their shaved pussies, both looking at me with no expression, like they were waiting for the show to start. Trisha held up a large black and gold vibrator and asked Dana if it would do, to which Dana just nodded and held out her free hand to receive it, which she did. Trisha then asked Candice if she desired anything, to which Candice replied, �Anything I can put in my ass�I want something in my ass while I watch this beautiful man stroke his cock for us.� While Trisha played Santa Clit, I opened wine bottles and poured us all some wine. Dana and Candice didn't even bother to stop working on their pussies when I handed them their glass of wine. Their openness had my cock ready to blow. Trisha finally walked over to Candice and handed her a medium sized butt plug, and then took a seat in the chair next to the sofa, on Dana�s end. Feeling awkward, I sipped my wine, and then asked what they wanted me to do next. Trisha asked if I still had her panties. When I picked them up from the room vanity, held them up, and said, �You mean�these?�, she said, �Yeah�those. We want to watch you jack-off into them again.� All I could think of as I looked at these three incredible fucking women sitting there stretching their pussies eagerly as they looked at me was, �No fucking problem!�, but I said nothing. I took another drink of wine and then set my glass down. Looking down into Trisha�s bag, I saw a bottle of lube, so I grabbed it and sat it on the table next to me. Reliving what I had done when the room was empty that afternoon, I pushed my boxer briefs to my ankles and stepped from them. I could hear sighs coming from each of them as they finally got a glimpse of my fully shaved cock and balls. I could also hear pussy juices smacking from busy fingers and toys, but refrained from becoming fixated on their play, knowing full well it would cause me to shoot fast, and I didn't want to shoot fast. I wanted to stand right there in that view forever. What man wouldn't? I dripped some lube on the head of my cock, lifted Trisha�s panties to my nose, closed my eye�s and started stroking my cock, slower then I've ever stroked it before. �Ohhhhh� fuck yeah� coming from across the room made me open my eyes to see Candice with her knees tight to her chest, easing the butt plug into her pink little asshole. I veered at Dana and Trisha, both watching Candice too, working their pussies over good with their vibrators buzzing on high. I had to close my eyes again or cum right then and there. I was trying desperately to think of things that would keep me from cumming, baseball, cars, boats, but the sounds in the background kept making me open my eyes briefly to see what they were doing. Each time I did, they were looking at me, but fucking the shit out of themselves. Finally, I worked up the nerve to open my eyes and fixate on Trisha, the woman I came to Houston to see. When I did, she told me to come over to her and jack-off over her pussy while she fucked herself in the ass with her vibrator and rubbed her clit with her hand. That suggestion nearly sent me over the edge, because we had done that in cyber sex and phonesex, several times, and now it was happening for real, the only difference being, I had her soiled panties to my nose, and we had to incredibly hot bi women watching us do it. With this, the dirty talk began. Dana was the nastiest talking woman I'd ever heard. She urged us both, telling us how wet her pussy was, how it had never felt hotter. She told Trisha that she wanted to suck my cum out of her pussy while Candice fucked her with a strap on. Candice had moved to the floor on all fours, was out of her dress, had her filled ass pushed up into the air, and was rubbing and slapping her pussy and clit, and whimpering like a lost puppy. She wasn't even watching me anymore, she just wanted to cum. So did I. Trisha pulled her knees to her chest, and then eased the small vibrator into her tight little asshole, ever so slowly, her mouth open wide to express the sensation of being pleasantly stretched. Flailing her tongue as if she wear licking pussy, she looked up at me and said, �Baby?...you know when I kissed you at the club�did it taste like pussy?�, �Yes�, I replied, �It tasted like sweet pussy baby.� She looked over at Dana, who had set her vibrator aside, and had hiked one leg high and to the right, and had her finger buried into her ass to the base of the knuckle, and was rocking back and forth on it while she slapped her clit repeatedly, and said to Dana, �Dana?...did you like the way I ate your pussy at the club in the bathroom?� Dana moaned loudly and said, �Fuck yes�yes�god�I want somebody to eat my pussy now�FUCK! At that moment, I couldn't hold it back any longer, and neither could anyone else. The four of us released at the same time. As I started to shoot, my jaw dropped open as I focused on Trisha slamming that vibrator in and out of her ass, screaming at the top of her lungs. The first stream of cum shot all the way to her face, hitting her in the corner of the mouth. Remembering what she liked, I aimed my cock downward at her pussy, which she was holding open for me with her free hand, and released a giant load of my sticky cum into the folds of her pussy lips. Before I finished shooting, I heard Candice scream loudly as she came. I looked over to see her squirt a fountain of clear liquid across the floor. Simultaneously, Trisha released as well, and squirted an unbelievably warm load of female cum onto my cock and balls. Dana quickly fell to her knees next to me, took my cock into her mouth, sucked it for a couple of seconds, and then dove into Trisha�s pussy, lapping up my cum, and Trisha�s cum, still just fingering the shit out of her asshole. It was obvious that Trisha was getting turned on again by Dana cleaning her pussy for her, so not knowing what to do next, I knelt down next to Dana and slid her vibrator back into her pussy, which she responded to positively, as did Trisha, who instructed me to also reach over and rub Candice�s pussy for her. As I reached for Candice, she scooted on her back over to my side so she could get my now flaccid cock into her mouth while I fingered her. She had me hard again in less than a minute. I could have married this little slut. She sucked a cock like she might have had one at one time, and knew how good it felt when done right. This without a doubt was the most turned on I had ever been, even to this day. Dana came at the hand of my control of the vibrator in her pussy, Trisha came in Dana�s mouth, Candice came with her pussy in my hand, and I came on Candice�s face. We all came two times in the first 2 hours, and it was just getting started. I crawled onto the bed with my glass of wine, and attempted to regroup. The girls all refilled their wine glasses too, and reestablished their places on the furniture, except Trisha, she laid next to me, snuggled tight to my shoulder, and whispered in my ear that she loved me. SATURDAY 3:30 AM During the next 3 hours, I watched Trisha and Candice fuck each other with toys, fingers, and tongues. I watched Dana and Candice fuck each other with toys, fingers, and tongues, and then watched Trisha fuck the living shit out of Dana, and then Candice, with a strap on. I jacked off to a creamy load watching each. Finally, each of the girls crashed. Dana on the sofa, Trisha and Candice on the king size bed. I crawled between them and snuggled next to Trisha. I was exhausted. It hurt to lye on my stomach because my cock was nearly raw. The sun was coming up as I nodded off. SATURDAY 12:00 NOON I awoke to the sound of the door closing. Candice was still sleeping and had cuddled up next to me. I didn't see Dana or Trisha anywhere in the room, so I assumed they had just left to go get some coffee perhaps. I slid from beneath Candice�s sleeping embrace and went into the bathroom to piss. As soon as I flicked on the light, I could see a hand written note taped to the mirror. It read: Dear Sugar, I hope you find this before Candice. It�s not for her eyes. You'll never know how difficult it was for me to write this. Despite how well I thought I knew you, I couldn't have dreamed in a million years how beautiful a man you really are. You're everything I had hoped you would be, and more. You shared me last night, and I shared you. It was amazing. I could never do that with Don. He doesn't understand my sexual needs, nor does he care. But he is my husband, and the father of my babies, so I have to continue to look past my selfish sexual desires and continue to make my marriage work for the sake of my children. I know you won't understand any of this. You're probably wondering about Dana too. Don doesn't know about Dana. When I tell him I'm staying with a girlfriend from college, I'm actually staying with Dana. She�s the only reason my sexual needs are met right now. Please understand. I know you hate me now. Here comes the hard part. Before I write what I'm about to write, know this. Because of what we have shared over the past year and last night, I will love you and the memory of you, forever. A day will not pass without the thought of you. I hope you feel the same about me, but I doubt now that I will ever truly know how you feel about me now that we've met. I apologize for the black stains on the paper. They are tears. I'm balling my eyes out and my mascara is running. We can't see each other again. Please don't try to e-mail or call me. It has to be this way. My heart is breaking in two. I have to go. I love you, Trisha I was in shock. I didn't know how to react, or what to think. My heart hurt. I was angry, angry at Trisha for ending it like this. I thought about trying to catch up to them in the parking lot, but realized that was not what Trisha wanted. She wanted it to end with the beautiful memory we had made. I stumbled back into the suite and looked over at Candice lying naked on the bed, the sheets kicked off her smoking little body. She looked so beautiful and demure. Hard to believe this little vixen had such a wild side. Suddenly I realized she was looking at me as I stared at her nakedness. She just giggled and said in a heavy southern drawl, �Good morning�where are the others?� I told her to get a shower and get dressed and I would tell her all about it over Brunch. SATURDAY 2:00 PM After I explained the deal with Trisha during Brunch, Candice invited me back to her apartment to spend the rest of the weekend. I took her up on the offer, and with no regrets. I watched Candice use every toy she owned during my remaining time in Houston. She also requested the opportunity to experience my cock in everyone of her hot little holes, which she did. Candice squirted with every orgasm, and loved to cum. It was an incredible experience. I could tell she wanted me for a sugar daddy, and god damn was it a tempting thought, but it wouldn't have worked with the miles between us. SUNDAY 6:00 PM As I pulled into my driveway, I couldn't have been happier to be home. I was exhausted. I dropped my luggage in the hallway, listened to my answering machine messages hoping maybe one of them would be from Trisha, and then plopped down on my sofa to thumb through my mail. I don't think I made it to the second envelope before I crashed out. I slept for almost 18 hours. I sent Trisha an e-mail to tell her what a wonderful time I'd had with her, but she had deleted her screen name already, so she never got it. I never tried to contact her again after that. Candice started e-mailing me the day after I got back home. Her very first e-mail included several pictures of her and one of her hottie friends doing everything that two girls can do to each other. Of course�I had to stroke as I viewed them. We've managed to maintain regular contact with each other over the past year. She�s mailed me hours of home made videos of herself, alone, and with her girlfriends. We have phone sex at least once a month. It�s purely physical. I'm going back to Houston to see her in a few weeks, and then we're flying down to Cabo for a weekend of drunken debauchery. She�s asked if two of her stripper friends can go too. I can't wait�(warm smile).