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“Let’s see if we can set up a good, old-fashioned, everyone fucks everyone orgy,” Liz recommended casually.
What was I to do? I really did agree with Liz that she and I meeting up with Craig and his girl for some hot, no-holds-barred, group sex would be awesome. I really enjoyed having Liz present while Craig rammed his engorged phallus into me, and the presence of another chick would be even more erotic. The cherry on top was the mere possibility of getting to watch my sexy neighbor fuck a girl--a major turn on. But I worried.
I worried that we’d already pushed Craig to the limit, if not beyond. He seemed to have enjoyed our first three-way tryst. He might even join us again. But his girlfriend was a different story altogether. We didn’t even know what his girlfriend was aware of, a girlfriend I didn’t even know existed until mere days ago. So, of course, it was up to me to set the whole thing up with Craig, or at least discuss the possibilities.
I sent Craig a text, asking to set up a “Bro’s Night Out” for that evening, hinting that maybe he could spend the night if he got too “drunk”. Not expecting an immediate answer, I went and joined my gorgeous nymphomaniac lover in the shower. We lathered each other up, paying special attention to our naughty bits, each eliciting moans from the other. After far too long, we finally exited the shower, dressed, and kissed goodbye.
“Keep tonight free in the event Craig can’t meet up. It’d be nice to spend another evening together, maybe at my place,” she mentioned as she left.
I started working out how to communicate her idea to Craig. I mean, in person it would be simple and straightforward. But if he was not going to be available tonight, how could I let him know what Liz wanted that would be understandable to him yet cryptic enough that someone else reading the message wouldn’t know? Spoiler alert: he wasn’t available. When I checked my phone after the shower, I saw a message from Craig.
Amos! Bro! I’d love to meet up, but I’ll be out of town this evening, hitting a show in the city. Maybe tomorrow?
Tomorrow should work. Text me when you’re free. Liz wants to set up a double date. Something next weekend, maybe?
I left it at that and went about my normal Saturday routine: laundry, cleaning, and football, all in no particular order. I left the house around 1 p.m. to deposit my paycheck and get some groceries. The problem was, I was daydreaming off and on throughout the day. I couldn’t stop thinking of the possibility that my neighbor, who was in my dreams at night, whom I’d been sleeping with, who’d seen me take cock (and she was my fuck buddy), might actually fuck a girl. Again. Again! And, she’ll let me be there to see it! Of course, I’d be getting a good fucking, too…
I was lost, meandering through the alcohol section of the grocery store when I was snapped from my musing by an incoming text. It was Liz.
So, are you meeting with Craig tonight?
No. Tomorrow. He’s out of town at a show or something. We’ll meet up tomorrow.
Good. You’re never going to believe the surprise I have for you!
A minute or so later, another text came from Liz. Do you trust me?
An odd question, in my mind: did I trust her? I’d told her… No, I’d demonstrated for her that I truly enjoy sex with men. And she asks me if I trust her…
Yes. Mostly. Should I not trust you? I was walking down the beer aisle looking for something new.
How far are you willing to take that trust?
Liz, you already know most of my deepest, darkest secrets. What else is there? I trust you. And then, after a few minutes with no reply, I rethought my response. But this is kinda starting to scare me a little bit.
While I was still deciding on what beer to buy, her reply came five minutes later. Be at my place at 6. Suddenly, Liz was in charge, dominating. Be prepared to follow instructions. We’ll have dinner after. Honestly, I’d never been much into the whole Domme/Sub dynamic, but I was quite turned on. My sexy little neighbor bossing me around… I couldn’t help but smile.
I checked the time: just after 3. So, I grabbed a mixed case of IPA and started towards the front. Reconsidering, I went back and added a bottle of Jameson to my cart then made my way to checkout.
It isn’t often that I meet girls while I’m out running errands. I mean, sure, I meet girls while I’m shopping, but I don’t meet girls I’d like to fuck. I usually just see them in passing. But, you want to talk about check out? The girl in front of me in line I had never seen before. She was an amazing work of art: medium brown wavy hair, Pacific blue eyes, cute upturned nose, full lips, chesty. And, to top that all off, she was flirting with me while we awaited our respective turns in line. At least, I think she was flirting. I was definitely trying to flirt back, however lame I may have come across. I did get her to laugh once.
The cashier showed happy surprise when Blue Eyes was next in line.
“Oh my God! Katie! How are you?” the cashier asked. “I haven’t seen you in years.”
“Well, I just moved back into town. We’ll see how long it lasts this time.”
From what I could gather, Blue Eyes (Katie) and the cashier had been part of the same group of friends. Katie had moved away for work a few years ago and the two had lost touch. I watched as they made plans to get together with the old gang.
“Sorry. Not tonight, though,” Katie mentioned. “I’ve got plans to hang out with an ex. Who knows, now that I’m back?”
They finished their conversation as Katie paid and left. I’d have to keep an eye out for her next time I came shopping here.
When I got home, it took me a good fifteen minutes to lazily put the groceries away, then I sat down to watch some football. Not much exciting happened except for an amazing catch in the Arkansas at Ole Miss game. I decided to quit watching then doubled up on showering for the day, just in case Liz had something sexy planned. After the quick shower washed off the sweat of the day, I got dressed and made my way next door.
I knocked on the door. Liz let me in right away, almost as though she had been waiting by the door. She hugged me and gave me a nice, long, deep kiss. She pulled away, looking a bit sheepish.
“We’re doing something different tonight, Amos. Whatever happens, just go with it. Just trust me. Okay?” This was quite different from the commanding texts earlier, almost as if she was unsure of what she was doing. Well, here goes!
“Alright, Liz, I trust you.”
“Okay. First things first: your safe word. Got one?”
I thought for a moment. “I’ve never needed one.”
“Okay then. We’ll go with 'puppy'. If things get too out of control for you, just say ‘puppy’ and we’ll stop. You shouldn’t need it, but just to be safe. Now, what’s your safe word?”
“Puppy,” I replied.
“Good.” We kissed again. Then I noticed a change in her demeanor. “Now, get out of your clothes. Then, I’m going to blindfold you. We’ll work from there,” she instructed. I took my time getting my shoes off. “Listen: I said get out of your damn clothes! Do you think I’m going to wait all night? Get a move on! Hup to it!”
Okay, I’ll play along. I quickly removed my shirt and jeans. There I stood naked by her front door, my clothes in a pile on the floor, awaiting further instruction.
“No! You pitiful slob! Fold those clothes neatly and put them on this chair. You know where the shoes go. Don’t make me tell you again.” Wow, was she getting bossy.
I did as instructed. While bending over to place my shoes neatly by the door I felt a thwack on my backside, then another. “That’s for not moving fast enough. And that’s for making a mess. Now, stand up.” Another sharp smack; I could feel the excitement building in my nether regions. I felt her tits press against my back as she placed the blindfold over my eyes.
She led me by the hand. From what I could tell, she was leading me to her bedroom. And I realized it actually was the bedroom when we eventually stopped and she had me bend over the bed. I felt someone else in the room.
“Come over here,” Liz told the other person. “Here, use some lube. We don’t want to really hurt him, just maybe a little pain.” I could hear her lascivious smile in her voice.
I briefly felt two separate pairs of hands on my ass, then just one pair spreading my cheeks. The hands were soft, gentle yet firm. I felt a finger smothered in lube begin to invade me; unable to resist, I let out a low moan.
“He likes it, see? Don’t worry. I’ve seen that ass get pummeled by the real deal, and a big one at that, so no need to be gentle,” I heard Liz tell the other. A second finger joined the assault, then eventually, a third.
“Okay, ready?” Liz began. I felt someone drool saliva down my crack. “Now, take this plug and shove it up his ass.” I could hear the lust in her voice.
Then, from the other person, I heard a distinctly feminine “Oooh.” I almost thought I recognized the voice. “This really is sexy. He’s going to love and hate this, isn’t he? A nice bit of torture.”
“I certainly hope so,” came Liz’s reply.
“Love/hate? What do…?” was all I could get out before a series of spanks on my ass.
“I didn’t say you could talk! Shut it.”
Again, with gentle firmness, this time I felt the plug at my hole, the pressure increase, the tip entering, the fullness, the pop indicating the plug was fully immersed in me. I felt two sets of lips, one on each cheek, baby kisses. Then nothing. Thwack! I whimpered at the impact, the sting lingering. I felt hands raise me back to a standing position and lead me away from the bed. I was made to sit down in a chair.
“Now relax. We’re going to tie you to the chair now. No sudden movements,” I heard Liz instruct. I sat patiently as the two tied me to the chair. The plug in my ass, as well as having no idea where this evening was headed, had my cock growing.
“Never would have guessed he was packing so much heat,” I heard from the strange woman. Faceless, I thought. I’ll call her Faceless Angel.
“Go ahead,” Liz said. “Help him get hard. He’ll feel good in your mouth, too.”
I felt the foreign lips engulf my aching member. I could feel the beginnings of an excellent orgasm build, the tingle in my balls, desire burning through my veined member.
“Wow. I think he’s ready for the main event already,” I heard Angel chuckle. Then I could feel their presence retreat.
“Amos,” Liz commanded. “Try to move. Try to get out of the chair.”
I flexed my arms, but they could barely move at all. My legs were similarly incapable of motion. With that, I heard the women giggle, then sigh. I felt both women approach, one at each ear.
“Tonight,” Liz began, whispering, “you will get to listen.” I felt the gag enter my mouth.
Then Angel whispered in my other ear, “You’ll get to listen to us fuck.”
With that, I felt both sets of lips kiss my respective ears and then they backed away again. I listened, intent to hear any evidence of sex. The only sound was Liz removing her clothes, and maybe Angel was disrobing as well. Then, all was quiet, nearly silent. The seconds passed, at least a minute before I lost count.
I could hear the distinct smack that occurs when two mouths disengage from a kiss. Moans drifted my way from the direction of the bed. I heard the springs creak as one or both lowered down onto the mattress. I could almost feel the soft body kisses trail down to my chest though those kisses were feet away, given from one woman to another.
Liz’s “Eeek” surprised me. “I love when you do that to my nipples, baby,” my neighbor cooed. I heard the wonderful sound of suction on breast. I noticed the aroma of Liz’s desire mixed with a new scent, Angel’s arousal: together, the smell of sex.
There I was, blind, untouched, unable to taste them, yet I could feel every caress, every nibble, every kiss. I heard their bodies shift. I could only imagine what was happening, and I’m sure my fantasy was wrong. However, I recognized the unmistakable sound of one, possibly two pussies being invaded. I sensed the suckling, the tonguing of a clitoris. I felt the moans muffled by labia. I saw in my mind how at least one goddess was alternating between licking, suckling, and fingering the other.
I have no idea how long it lasted. I’d seen plenty of lesbian porn in my day to have a good idea of what was going on, but in reality, I have no idea how it really went down. I could picture Liz’s beautiful face diving into a thick muff, tonguing away with reckless abandon. Angel would be writhing in ecstasy, grabbing Liz by the hair. Then, they’d reposition so that Liz was on her back, legs spread so Angel had easy access. One girl might decide to get a bit kinky…
Or were they pleasuring each other simultaneously? Were they on their sides? Or, was one goddess on her back with the other straddling her head? Or were they merely lying next to each other, kissing and jilling…
I heard purring come from one of the girls, then I heard them both make the animalistic sounds one associates with sexual desire. I was caught up in the symphony of lust, my daydream forgotten. It must have been at least a half hour (Or was it an hour? Two?) of grunting and groaning, kissing and moaning, before I heard the first muffled “ye-e-esss” from Liz, followed by a much clearer “Yes, yes, yes, oh God... oh, oh, omafuckingodontstop! Yes, Yesss, AAAHHHhhhaaaa…” The sound of some light kisses and a contented moan followed, as well as a nearly inaudible “I’ve missed this, baby.”
After another round of kissing, Angel responded with a “Fuck yes! Eat me, you dirty bitch. Oh, God, yes! Fuck.” A drawn-out pause, as though Angel was holding her breath, then, “Fuck, uuungh, uunnngh, FUUUCKaaah. Fu-u-u-ck! K, k, k, Fu... Fu… Fuck!” Ragged breathing, a duet of long contented sighs, I even heard a light smack or two.
I listened as they regained control of their breathing. My cock had flinched with each orgasmic utterance as I was writhing away in the chair causing the plug to gently nudge at my prostate. And I could feel the pre-cum flowing freely down my shaft. At last, I heard movement from the bed, a kiss, a moan, and another, longer kiss. I heard a goddess approach. Which one? I felt lips at my ear.
Angel. “Now, just let go. Relax.” She removed the gag.
I felt her tilt the chair onto its back. My nose could sense her straddling my head. She knelt down above me, her hands spreading my knees as her sopping, shaved snatch lowered onto my ravenous lips. Her sex was still leaking remnants of her recent orgasm. My tongue searched her lips; I sucked on her clit.
My iron rod ached for release. Eventually, I could sense her approach, could feel her breath. I was nearly crying with need, desperate for release. I felt her lips encircle the head. A hand snaked under my ass. She pressed the plug hard and dove down onto my dick. And…
Fireworks. It was the finale on the Fourth of July. Angel’s second orgasm of the evening flooded my mouth as whatever cum I had in my balls was squirting its way down her throat. My spasms subsided. She slowly removed herself from my deflating erection.
“Do you think he’s ready for the surprise?” I heard Angel ask Liz. There was no immediate response. I held my breath, hoping. Let me out of this chair! Let me up! Let me see! I thought, not wanting to spoil the moment with my words. She climbed off me and stood, caressing my knees.
“Go ahead,” came Liz’s lazy reply from the bed. “Here, let’s get this chair back upright first.”
Liz helped Angel lift the chair, then she gave me a full-on French kiss.
“You did good tonight, hon,” Liz whispered. “And she tastes almost as good on you as she tastes alone. I’ll let her do the honors.”
Angel brought her hands to my head, finding the knot on the blindfold. She struggled for a moment, but was able to untie it. The darkness lifted and I was temporarily blinded by the dim light of candles. A beautiful silhouette entered my vision. I saw the eyes, a glowing blue, reflecting the flames. The recently familiar smile…
“Hello, Amos, nice to meet you officially. I’m Liz’s ex, Katie.”
She left my limbs tied to the chair. She moved forward and I could smell Liz on her face, could nearly taste her. Katie gave me a peck on my right cheek. Then, as she backed away, a hard slap to my left cheek.
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