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Gary's Golf "Outing" Chapter Two -- Three Surprise Indoor Holes "Let's get out of these wet clothes and we'll take pictures later," Kimberly said. "Gary, you're our guest, so you can use the shower first. Leave your clothes outside the bathroom door and I'll throw them in the dryer and get you something dry to wear." Christie had gotten a bottle of wine and three glasses from the kitchen and we drank a toast to a new and long-lasting friendship. I got into the shower and looked for a body wash that didn't smell too feminine but that was all they had. What the hell, I don't think they'll mind my smelling like roses or violets. While I was showering, I heard the bathroom door open and Christie say, "Here are some things for you to wear and a razor and some shaving cream. I don't want my thighs getting chapped when you eat me." When I finished showering, I saw some clothes and two big fluffy towels on a stool with a razor and shaving cream on top of them. I shaved before I dried myself so I could get dry faster. I shaved twice so I wouldn't chap Christie's thighs when I ate her, and my cock began to stand again at the thought of burying my head between those long tan legs. I got completely dry with the top towel and when I picked up the other one to see what they left for me to wear, I was stunned. There was a pair of pink fluffy mules, a pair of pink satin panties, and a short pink satin gown. I opened the door a crack and in the door-mirror, I saw Christie and Kimberly lying on the bed in just panties, sucking and fondling each other's breasts. "A-hem," I coughed, trying to be discreet. "Are my clothes dry yet?" "No, I put them in the washer," Kimberly called, sounding a little annoyed that I had interrupted their play. "You'll have to wear what I left you or come out naked. It doesn't matter to us," Christie said, "But hurry up. I'm cold. I want to take a shower." I was a little embarrassed to go out there naked, especially with this hard-on, so I slipped the satin panties on and my boner got stiffer because the satin felt so good. I put the satin gown over my head and it tented out in front. So much for trying to hide my erection. I slipped my feet into the mules and my pecker actually twitched from the feel of them on my bare feet. I looked at myself in the full length mirror and couldn't believe I was getting turned on looking at myself. I had a feeling this was going to be a day I'd remember for a long time. What the hell! Here goes. When Christie and Kimberly saw me they squealed in glee and hugged each other. "Oh, Gary, you look adorable," one of them said. I don't know which one; I was so embarrassed. "Wow, you're really blushing now. We'll have to put some makeup on you to hide that." "Walk around and let's see how you look. That's it, twirl." "Wait, wait, wait," Christie said, "Let me get the camera." She started taking pictures and Kimberly said, "Not yet, Christie. Go get your shower and Gary will look even better when you come back." Christie kissed me and stuck her tongue in my mouth and grabbed my cock and stroked it while she shook her beautiful breasts across my satin covered chest. The satin felt so good on my prick I thought I would come right there. "Don't start without me," she said as she reluctantly let go of my prick and headed for the bathroom. The lights flickered as the lightning struck nearby. "Come here, Gary, let me look at you. You look fantastic. You have very nice legs. You don't have much hair on them, but we'll have to shave them if you want to play from the red tees tomorrow." "Wait a minute. I was only kidding." "I know, I know. I was only kidding, too. But let's surprise Christie when she comes out of the shower," she said as she reached for my satin covered prick. "Mmm, doesn't that feel good?" she asked as she wrapped her fingers around it. "Would you like to play a trick on Christie?" "Okay, what is it?' "Come over here to the make-up table." She sat me down on the soft bench and opened some jars and tubes. "She won't know you when she comes out. In fact, you won't know yourself. Don't look in the mirror until I'm finished." She had to be kidding. I couldn't take my eyes off of her beautiful tits. I couldn't keep my hands off of them, either. They felt so soft and smooth they made my prick ache. She put some foundation (she called it) on a sponge and patted it over my face and neck, even covering my eyebrows. When it dried, it seemed to tighten my skin. She told me to raise my eyebrows and drew them on with an eyebrow pencil. Next she put some pinkish blush on my cheek bones from my ears to my eyes. She put a darker shade below the pink and blended it together. She said it would make my cheek bones look like they were protruding. She certainly didn't have to put anything on my prick to make it look like it was protruding. She put some light colored foundation down the center of my nose and a darker shade on the sides. She said it would make my nose look narrower. She then told me to lower my eyelids and rubbed pink eye shadow on them. She outlined my eyes with a pencil which really felt weird. I don't like anybody touching my eyes so I grabbed her wrists. But she put my hands back on her tits to take my mind off of what she was doing and glued fake eye lashes on my lashes and put mascara on them with a small brush. The lightning flashed again and the light flickered and went out for a few seconds, but came back on again. It scared hell out of me because I thought she had done something to my eyes. She said, "Look up here while I put your lipstick on. Oh, my god, you look gorgeous!" and she took my head in her hands and kissed me hard on the lips. We exchanged tongues and I took her firm ass in my hands and pulled her towards me. "Wait. Let me finish before Christie comes out. She lined my lips with a pencil and filled them in with a tube of dark pink lipstick. I found it strange and sensual -- sensual, because the lipstick looked like a small penis, and strange, because it was really turning me on. "Don't look in the mirror, I'll be right back," she said as she went to the closet. "Can I look at your beautiful ass?" "You can do anything you want with this beautiful ass, Honey. Do you like it?" she asked as she shook it provocatively. "Are you kidding? I love it!" The closet was full of sexy looking clothes and racks of sexy looking shoes -- black, white, red, gold, silver; low heels, high heels, medium heels; pumps, T-straps, ankle straps, sandals, sling backs -- you name it, they were there. She came back with a brown wig close to the color of my own hair, a pair of clip-on pearl earrings, and a pearl necklace, her tits swaying sensuously. "Let's see how this looks," she said as she stretched the wig over my head and adjusted it into place. She brushed it several times and I was hypnotized by the movement of her beautiful breasts. When she was satisfied with the result, she clipped on the earrings and clasped the string of pears around my neck. Close your eyes and turn around toward the mirror. Don't open them until I tell you to. You're not going to believe what you see." She was right. I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked beautiful! I was speechless, and as I sat there wondering who this gorgeous creature was staring back at me from the mirror, Kimberly glued false fingernails that matched the color of my lipstick onto my fingers. "My god," I finally managed to say, "It's amazing. I look like a real female, don't I?" "This is just the tip of the iceberg, Sweetie. Let me put this bra and these falsies on you and you'll want to go fuck yourself." She was right, the bra and falsies made a big difference and I did want to go fuck myself. I really looked sexy. "Come over here and look in the full length mirror," Kimberly said. She stood behind me and put her arms around me and cupped my "tits" and said, "Everybody will want to fuck you, Sweetheart. You make a very sexy looking woman and this is just a quickie job. Shave your legs and your underarms and nobody will know the difference. "Except for this," she whispered in my ear as she ran her hands down my satin covered body to my satin covered erect penis. "We'll have to do something about this. Come lie down on the bed and I'll take care of this. We'll never be able to fool Christie with this monster rearing its sexy head." "I get it now," I said as I walked to the bed on my high heeled mules. "You two are lesbians and you can only get off with a guy if he looks like a woman. Right?" "Pretty close, honey. But don't think about it. Just lay back and relax and enjoy it while I take care of all your problems." With that, she lifted my gown, lowered my panties, and put the head of my throbbing tool into her warm mouth and gently licked my excited little pee hole. I don't know if it was the wine, the storm raging outside, or the feeling of the clothes, heels, make-up, jewelry and wig, or the fantastic blow job I was receiving, but I felt a little light headed. I looked in the closet mirror and saw this beautiful brunette in purple bikini panties and black sling back mules sucking on the cock of this gorgeous dirty blond in a pink satin gown and pink satin mules, with her pink satin panties hooked under her hairy balls. Now Kimberly was going up and down slowly on my rigid shaft. The thunder crashed and the lightning flashed, and the bathroom door opened. Christie came out in red silk bikini panties, black nylon stockings held up by a red satin garter belt, red patent leather high heeled pumps and a red satin bra with her large red nipples protruding seductively through a hole in each bra cup. "What the hell are you two sluts doing? You started without me and I told you not to. And what happened to Gary? What's this slut's name? My god, slut, you look beautiful. What's your name, Sweetie?" "Gabrielle," I blurted out, going along with their little game. "Gabrielle? -- I like it. Very French. Do you do French, Gabrielle?" "Yes, I do," I answered. "Yes what, Gabrielle?" "Yes, I do French." "No, no. 'Yes, Mistress, I do French.'" "Yes, Mistress, I do French," I replied obediently. "That's better, Gabrielle. Do you like doing French?" "Yes, Mistress, I love doing French." "Good. French kiss me, Gabrielle," she said as she climbed onto the bed. She kissed me with her open mouth and stuck her tongue into my mouth. We licked and sucked on each other's tongues and my cock throbbed in Kimberly's sucking mouth. Then Christie moved up a little and brushed her beautiful breasts back and forth across my face. They smelled so good and felt even better. I opened my mouth and tried to suck her nipples that were protruding seductively but she just laughed. Then she stopped and took both of her breasts in her hands and shook them at me. "Do you want these, Gabrielle?" she asked as she moved her beautifully manicured fingers to the tempting tips of her tits. What a foolish question. "Yes," I managed to get out. "Yes, what, Slut?" "Yes, Mistress. Please." She bent and lowered the long lipstick painted nipple into my eagerly waiting mouth. I ran my tongue around the rubbery little nub, and down below Kimberly ran her tongue all around my cock head. I was in heaven! Christie repeated the same thing with her left breast and the lipstick and the perfume tasted wonderful. After several minutes she pulled the nipple from my sucking lips with a pop! and moved her body up and knelt on my arms. I kissed her flat tummy and stuck my tongue into her navel. Christie paused and enjoyed my ministrations for a few minutes, then proceeded to move up until the red satin garter belt touched my chin, then my nose. Her perfume was intoxicating -- or was it the wine I had? Who cares? I was about to suck this fabulous female's most precious part -- her palpitating pussy. But she shifted a little and said, "Lick my thighs, Gabrielle," and her silk covered crotch rubbed sensuously against my cheek as I eagerly complied with her wishes. After a few minutes she shifted her weight to the left thigh and I tried to kiss her crotch in the instant it passed before my face. "No you don't, Sweetie. You have to beg for that privilege." So I licked her soft white thigh as I thought of something to say that would make her let me pleasure her pussy without too much begging. And Kimberly was bobbing her warm sucking mouth up and down on my hard cock, taking it all the way to my balls and back again to the tip. Then Christie shifted again, and there was the object of my adoration, almost within reach of my tongue. "Didn't I tell you you would have to beg to suck my pussy?" "Yes, Mistress." "Then let me hear you beg." "Please, Mistress, please let me suck your beautiful pussy." "Why do you want to suck my pussy?" "I want to make you cum." "That's a good reason. What will you do for me if I let you suck my pussy and make me cum? Will you kiss my ass?" "Oh, yes, Mistress, I'd love to kiss your beautiful ass." "Would you suck my toes?" "Oh, yes, Mistress, I'd love to suck your pretty toes. Please, Mistress. I'll do anything you want me to do." "Anything?" "Anything." "All right then. Close your eyes, then take the top of my panties in your teeth and pull them down." So I closed my eyes and Christie guided my mouth to the top of her panties. I pulled them down and she encouraged me with her words. "That's it, Sweetie, just a little further. Right there," she said as she held my head in her hands and shifted her body to the right. "Now pull down this side, but don't open your eyes until I tell you to because I have a big surprise for you. Are you ready?" Was she kidding? I'd been ready since she walked out of the bathroom. And Kimberly had me ready to shoot my wad with the way she was sucking my cock. "Yes, Mistress." "Okay. Open them." I opened my eyes and couldn't believe what they were seeing. She was right, she did have a big surprise for me, and what a big surprise it was. For there, staring into my startled face was the biggest one-eyed monster I had ever seen. Her panties were under her hairless balls and they were pushing her balls and her cock right up into my face. "Oh, my god," I said, "You're a guy!" "A guy? A guy? Do these look like the tits of a guy?" And she took her breasts in her hands and proceeded to slap my face with them, my head rolling from side to side with the force of the blows. "You have a cock," I said incredulously. She straightened up again and took her cock in her hand and said, "This isn't a cock; this is my pussy pole," and she slapped me on the face, first one side and then the other, with her hard pussy pole. "Come on, Gabrielle, you said you would do anything I wanted you to do. Kiss my pussy pole," she said as she waved it slowly back and forth in front of me. I was mesmerized by this frightening, yet fascinating, stiff eight inch piece of flesh being proffered to me. "But I never sucked a cock before," I whined. "This isn't a cock, I told you. It's my pussy pole. Think of it as a large clitoris. You've sucked a clitoris before, haven't you?" "Y-y-yes, Mistress." "Then what are you waiting for. You just said a few minutes ago you would do anything for me. Well, Here's your chance. Just kiss it. Lick that little drop of pre-cum off my little slit." So I tentatively stuck out my tongue and touched it to the pearly drop of moisture in the slit on the head of her pussy pole. I don't know what I expected it to taste like, I had never thought of such a thing before, but it didn't have much taste at all. If anything, I thought it would taste terrible, but it wasn't at all unpleasant. "That wasn't hard, was it?" "Yes it was," I laughed at the double entendr?. "Did you like the taste?" "It really didn't have much taste," I confessed. "That's because there wasn't enough of it. Don't worry. There's a lot more where that came from. Kiss it for me," she said as she bent it down to within an inch of my painted lips. I automatically pursed my lips and kissed the velvety smooth head. She moved it away and said, "Look. Now you've gotten lipstick on it. You're going to have to lick it off." Sure enough, the smooth pink head had a red imprint of my lips covering it, and my cock twitched in Kimberly's sucking mouth at the thought that I had put the mark there. I unhesitatingly started to lick the sweet tasting lipstick off her tempting tool, and when I had cleaned off all the lipstick, I sucked the pretty pink head into my mouth like it was a lollipop. I licked my tongue all over the smooth skin and worked it into that mysterious little crack. Christie moaned and bucked her hips passionately. The head of her cock slipped past my teeth and I had two inches of her tool in my mouth. I almost panicked and moved my head to the side. Her prick popped out and snapped up and hit me on the nose. "Christie, wait, please. I've never sucked a cock before. I don't know what to do." "I told you it's not a cock, it's my clitoris or my pussy pole," and she took it in her hand and slapped me in the face with it again. "Do you like what Kimberly's doing to your cock?" "Are you kidding? I love it." "Well, you should. She's the best cock sucker in Florida. Whatever she does to your cock, you do to my clitoris and we'll both be happy." Then she slapped my face again with her "clitoris" and said, "And don't call me Christie; call me Mistress. Understand?" and she slapped me with her hard-on to emphasize each word. "Yes, Mistress." "Now beg me to suck it," you slut. "Oh, please, Mistress. Please, may I suck your pretty pussy-pole. I want to make love to it. I want to taste your warm sweet cum. Please, Mistress. May I?" She rubbed it back and forth on my lips and said, "Yes, you may, Gabrielle. Is there anything else you would like?" she asked as she pushed her pretty pussy pole past my painted pursed lips. She eased it out to allow me to reply. "Yes, Mistress. Kimberly is playing with my balls and it feels heavenly. I would love to make you feel that way, too." "That's sweet of you, Gabrielle, but are you sure you won't try to get away if I do?" "Oh no, Mistress. Why would I try to get away? I love what we're doing. I have never had a better time in my life." Christie lifted her weight off my hands and I immediately reached for her engorged clitoris. I had never touched a penis besides my own -- never had a desire to, either, until now. It didn't feel like my own. Of course, it was longer and thicker and harder, but that wasn't it. It just felt that I was doing something erotic and exciting, and giving someone else pleasure was really a turn on. The storm outside was getting worse but I felt safe and warm in here. I looked in the mirror and now there were three beautiful girls enjoying one another's beautiful bodies. Kimberly was between my legs in her black mules and purple bikini panties, sucking the head of my cock and playing with my balls as I lay there in my sexy satin outfit beneath Christie. My fingers with their long red nails were wrapped around the erect clitoris protruding from between her red satin garter belt and her red bikini panties that were tucked under her beautiful balls, and her beautiful red nipples protruded from the holes in her red satin bra. I put the head of her clitoris into my mouth and sucked on the satiny head, then took her balls into my hands, another first for me -- the first time I had ever fondled another person's balls. They didn't feel like mine, either. They were in this soft, hairless, almost feminine sack, and they felt so good I could swear my prick grew larger in Kimberly's sucking mouth. She took more of my prick into her mouth just as Christie pushed hers into mine and started fucking my face. I can't believe this. Now I am being fucked in the mouth by a beautiful creature who has the body of a woman and the genitals of a man -- and I'm loving it! The bed was rocking from her rhythmic movements as she thrust her pussy pole in and out, in and out, from my sucking lips to the back of my throat. Then I realized I was doing the same thing to Kimberly. Then I felt another sensation, something being inserted next to my cock in Kimberly's mouth. It was her finger. When it was covered with her saliva, she withdrew it and started playing with my ass hole. I had never felt such a wonderful sensation before. I did the same thing. I put my finger into my mouth and tickled the vein on the underside of Christie's clitoris as she thrust it into my eagerly sucking mouth. Then I took it out and reached around with both hands to play with her beautiful smooth ass. I spread her cheeks with one hand and inserted the tip of my wet finger into her soft pink ass hole. It sucked my finger inside and she rotated on it as she moaned and thrust even harder with her hot pole. It made a sexy squishing sound as her thrusts became shorter and faster. I realized I was doing the same thing to Kimberly. I knew why, too. I was going to cum. And, of course, so was Christie. Oh my god, now I'm going to taste my first load of cum, and I can hardly wait. I sucked harder and tickled the throbbing vein rapidly with my tongue, just as Kimberly was doing to mine. I was thrusting off the bed with my high heeled mules and Kimberly was swallowing all of my puny six and a half inch cock. The pace increased instinctively now, and Christie and I were both moaning, and my moaning made my throat throb around Christie's expanding, throbbing erection. My own cock was doing the same thing under Kimberly's marvelous ministrations, and she squeezed the base of my cock to delay the inevitable. I squeezed the soft vein on the underside of Christie's clitoris, too. Both of us were throbbing and our balls were tightening, but the pressure was keeping us from cumming. Kimberly released the pressure on my cock and I released the pressure on Christie's vein. There was a loud clap of thunder, and a brilliant flash of lightning, which lit up the room in an eerie blue light, just as Christie exploded her warm, sweet cum into my eagerly sucking mouth. And as I shot mine into Kimberly's sucking mouth, she thrust her finger all the way up my ass hole, and I had the best orgasm I have ever experienced in my life. So I pushed my finger up Christie's sucking ass hole, and she greedily pushed back, and then thrust forward, shooting more of her sweet nectar down my throat. I tried to hold it in my mouth because I wanted to savor the taste, but there was so much of it, I had to swallow to avoid wasting a precious drop. Her thrusts became shorter, and her ejaculations lessened, to my disappointment. I didn't want this sublime moment to end. Christie collapsed on top of me, careful not to dislodge my exploring finger from her quivering ass hole. She took my head in her hands and thrust her tongue inside my mouth to taste the remnants of her delicious ablutions. Now Kimberly pushed Christie away and crawled up my body. She, too, took my head in her hands and kissed me passionately. I opened my mouth to receive her talented tongue, but instead, received a steady flow of my own warm thick cream. It was a shocker at first, and I kept it in my mouth so I could spit it out as soon as Kimberly took her lips away. But as soon as the bizarreness of it wore off, I savored the flavor and found it just as pleasant tasting as Christie's warm cum. I swallowed every drop of it and licked my lips to make sure I got every morsel. I found it hard to believe that I loved this, too. Kimberly smiled at me approvingly and said, "You like it, don't you?" I was speechless, but she could see in my eyes that I loved it. "There's more, Sweetheart. I have a present for you for being such a horny little slut." she said, as she moved her large breasts to my waiting lips. I sucked the long pink nipples greedily; first one, then the other, and the ecstatic look on her face told me she wanted more. She moved up my body and I cupped her soft round ass cheeks as I kissed and licked my way down her soft belly, pausing to ream out her adorable belly button, which I thought looked very sexy. But I was anxious to get to my reward, so I pulled down her bikini, and there it was in all its glory, her large pussy pole with its shiny pre- cum covered head only inches from my face. It was even longer than Christie's, but not quite as thick. And her pretty pink ball sack was hairless, too, and I lifted her up by her ass so I could lick it. She hadn't showered yet and she had a smell that was a mixture of sweat and stale perfume. "Oh, well, I've gone this far, how bad could sucking a pair of sweaty balls be?" I thought. I licked the soft smooth bag, and then sucked one of the little sperm makers into my mouth. Kimberly bucked and I thought I had hurt her, but she held my head in her hands and moaned passionately. I released it slowly and then sucked the other one gently into my mouth. I was enjoying this, too, and tried to get both of them into my mouth at the same time. I was afraid I would bite her, so I stopped, because I was also anxious to taste that sticky goo oozing from that cute little pee-hole. I licked it all off and another pearly drop that seeped out, too. Then I sucked the soft smooth head into my mouth, intent on licking and sucking it until she begged for more. But Kimberly had other ideas. She held my head firmly in her hands and pushed all nine and a half inches of her hard rod down my throat. I wasn't prepared for it and I gagged a little. But she pulled it back till I caught my breath, then started pushing it in and out, increasing the tempo with each movement, and I knew she was about to come. After all, she had been aroused as long as Christie and I had been, and we had been relieved and she hadn't. So I let her fuck my face as fast and as hard as she wanted, because she had given me such pleasure. Her movements became shorter and faster. Then she stiffened and her soft smooth ass shuddered as she pumped load after load of her thick white sperm into my worshipping receptacle. I swirled it around her long throbbing pole, then swallowed it slowly, enjoying the sweet/salty taste as it slid into my stomach. For the third time in an hour I had done something I had never thought of doing in my life -- swallowed three hot loads of sperm. And I couldn't believe I was looking forward to doing it again. I licked every trace of cum off the softening rubbery tube, paying particular attention to the cute little pee-hole, careful to savor every drop, including a long string of white cream that stretched from the end of her clitty-cock to my protruding tongue. Kimberly gave me a thank you kiss as she rolled onto her back and sighed contentedly. "We picked a winner this time, Sweetie," she said to Christie, who had been sitting in the boudoir chair watching us, and playing with her throbbing erection. "Give me a few minutes to rest and I'll take care of that beauty for you, Chris Honey. Unless Gabrielle would like to do the honors. How about it, Gabrielle?" "I'd love to, but I don't want to be a pig. After all, Christie's your girl friend. I can't believe it, I'm a cock sucker. I've been called a cock sucker many times but I never thought I would ever be one. I never thought of sucking a cock before in my life and today I've sucked two. I think I've become addicted to cock sucking already." "What do you mean, you're a cock sucker? You only sucked off Christie and me and we're 95% women. You're not a bona fide cock sucker until you've sucked a real man's prick." "I don't know if I could do that." "That's what all girls say but they all do it. Men are scary creatures. They're tougher and stronger than girls and they're hairy and homely. Once in a while you see one that's handsome but not very often. But they're push-overs for a blow job. The better the cock sucker you are, the more things you can get them to do for you." Just then the phone rang and Christie answered it. "Hi . . . this is Christie . . . yes, this is some storm ... you're kidding ... when will it come back on? ... that long, huh? ... oh, well, that sounds great ... sure, we'll be there ... may we bring a guest? ... Kimberly's cousin; I'm sure she'd love to meet you ... you'll like her, too ... she's prettier than both of us ... no, I'm not kidding ... that's very sweet of you to say, but she really is ... we have two carts here with us. We got caught in the rain this afternoon so we came here ... we could bring them over ... okay ... we'll be there ... thanks for calling ... see you around eight, okay? ... bye-bye." "Who was that?" "Bob. The pro," she said for my benefit. "He said the power's off all over the area, the roads around the course are flooded, and he doesn't think anybody can get to the restaurant tonight. He doesn't want the food to spoil so he is having a buffet for all the people in the condos who want to come. So it sounds like you may be sucking some hairy guy's cock before the night is over." My face turned beet red at the thought of sucking some hairy guy's cock. No way could I do that. "I don't think so," I said. "I'll just put my golf clothes on and go as your escort." "I don't think so," Christie mimicked, "The power went off two hours ago so your clothes are still in the washer. You'll have to wear whatever we put on you or stay here and starve." "That sounds like fun. Maybe you will get to suck a real cock tonight. There are a couple of horny guys that live here that are always hitting on us. They are always trying to get into our pants but this pussy is just for Christie," Kimberly said as she touched her asshole. "We always tell them we are on the rag or going to be on it or just getting over it, or whatever excuse we can think of to change the subject. But the only thing that changes the subject is if we suggest a blow job. But they still want to fuck us and they still try, and we continue to give them blow jobs. A woman's got to do what a woman's got to do," and they both laughed. "Hey, woman," Christie said, "It seems to me you promised me a blow job before that phone rang. If you'd like to see an expert cock sucker in action, Gabrielle, sit your cute ass down in that chair, grab that bulge in your bikini and watch. I know you're into voyeurism because I saw you looking in the mirror when you were sucking me off." I blushed again as I sat "my cute ass" in the chair and took my half-hard cock in my hand to watch the action on the bed. Christie stepped out of her red silk panties and lay on her back on the bed. "This is just going to be a quickie," Kimberly said. "I still have to shower and shave and there are a few things we have to do for Gabrielle before we introduce her to polite society." "Before we feed her to the wolves, you mean," Christie said, as she guided Kimberly's mouth to the head of her jutting pussy pole. "Maybe tonight when we come back from the party you can show Gabrielle your championship cock sucking technique." Kimberly stopped sucking long enough to say, "Or maybe we can show her how we fuck each other's brains out every night before we go to sleep. I'll bet you'd like to watch that, wouldn't you, Gabrielle?" And before I could answer with a resounding, "yes," she took the whole pussy-pole into her mouth, buried her nose in Christie's curly blonde pussy hair, and shook her head back and forth like a dog with a bone, as Christie played with her own soft breasts. When Kimberly started bobbing her head up and down on the thick pole, Christie invited me over with her eyes to suck on her stiff red nipples. I sucked first one, then the other into my mouth, and was delighted with the taste of the sweet red lipstick that had covered them. She grabbed my head and held it tight to her breast as she bucked off the bed in the throes of passion and moaned, "ugh, ugh, ugh!" as she shot her hot load of cum into Kimberly's sucking mouth. She came up and kissed Christie and shared her love load with her lover. I felt honored when she shared some of it with me, too.