10 (tom, heather, wendy)
Heather added a whole new dimension to my life in the company. She was my age, a few years older than Wendy and a lot younger than Miss Thornton, or Sandra, or even Ginny. We discovered while talking in the lunchroom that we had similar tastes in music and movies, and we began a round of regular dates just like normal people. They didn’t turn out normal, since she’d sit next to me in a movie house and jerk me off to a climax. Then she’d dip her head and lick my cum off the shaft, after which we’d kiss. We usually sat at the back of the theater.
One day I asked her if she wanted to go out on Friday, maybe to a movie I said with a leer, and she said “no, I’d like you to come to my apartment. I think it’s time I got something from you.”
“Sure,” I said, “I’ve been waiting for you to invite me.”
“Okay, you’re invited. And Tom–you’ll be staying the night.” And she handed me a piece of paper with her address on it. “7 p.m.,” she said, and was gone.
I was right on time, and she answered the door wearing only panties. Her breasts jutted out, the nipples taut with her desire, and she pulled me into the apartment. We moved to the couch, and I stood there while she started undressing me. When she got the buttons of my shirt undone, her hands caressed my chest for a moment; then she started removing my pants. I kicked off my shoes, and was soon standing there wearing only shorts, socks, and a sheepish grin. My shorts jutted out in front, and her hand went down to grasp the head of my erection through my shorts. She massaged my cock-head for a moment, and then said “Take off my panties, will you?”
I knelt and pulled the flimsy garment down around her ankles. Then I began caressing the front of her thighs, and stood up to reach around her and cradle her delectable buns in my hands. She folded into my body, pressing my erection up between us. “Let’s go in the bedroom,” she said softly. I slipped out of my shorts and followed her.
We jumped on the bed, and I put my hands on her knees to spread her legs. I started to dip down to put my mouth on her, but she stopped me. “I want you to fuck me. The regular way.” She opened her legs wider.
I sank my hips between her thighs, and reached down to guide my enormous erection to the gates of her eager pussy. I pushed in a little way, and she grasped my ass and pulled me into her in one motion, her head thrown back and her legs wide open. I began to fuck into her, slowly at first, and then faster and faster, finally pounding as far into her as I could go. Her legs moved to my hips and went around me, locking her ankles together behind my rear end. She bucked and rolled as I thrust into her again and again, moaning loudly.
“Oh, Tom. This is wonderful. You’re so good. Don’t stop, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me. It’s never been this good before.” She really knows the right thing to say to a guy. I redoubled my efforts, and we came together with mutual sobbing and moaning. I drained my balls into her, and she held me in place a long time after her own orgasm had subsided. It was nearly perfect.
We lay in each other’s arms for a few minutes, and then she jumped up and said “Let’s eat. Food,” and she smiled. We went into the kitchen, and I watched her prepare a salad and cold chicken while prancing naked around the small space. I marveled at the shape and size of her breasts; they were a nice size without being huge, and they were perfectly shaped. Her hips and her flat belly were nice to look at too, and I did. I think I’m falling in love.
When we sat down to eat, she said “Tom, I hope you don’t mind, but someone’s joining us at nine.”
“Oh? Who?” I asked, intrigued.
“Someone from the office,” she said coyly.
“Uh–male or female?” I realized that it made absolutely no difference to me.
“Female. Young. An intern.”
“Yes. She and I have become pretty good friends, and we’ve been comparing notes. We discovered that we both had an interest in you, and decided to do something about it. But if you object, there’s still time to call and head her off.”
“No-o-o, I don’t want you to head her off. I’m intrigued. It doesn’t bother you that she and I have been together?”
“Not at all. I’m a true company girl, as you learned a couple of weeks ago. And I know that nothing bothers you, since you watched Jack doing my rear end and yet we’re dating.” She reached for my hand. “I like you very much. But I don’t ever want to give up the kinds of things I’ve done in the last year. I hope that doesn’t bother you.”
“At the moment, no. But what will we do if one of us wants exclusive rights to the other person?”
“I guess we’ll have a problem. At least we will if you want that right now. I haven’t done every- thing I want to do yet.’
‘Oh? Like what? Or maybe I should say who?” We both smiled.
“It might shock you if I told you.”
“I’m beginning to think I can’t be shocked. Especially after some of the things I’ve done. Go ahead.”
“I want to do something with Miss Thornton. She is so beautiful, and her body is exciting. I also hear rumors about a photo album.”
“Yes. I won’t lie to you. I’ve seen it.”
“Are you in it?”
“Not yet,” I said smugly. She looked thoughtful.
“Just one or two. And one of them is coming here in less than an hour.” She looked at me intently.
“You want to do–what with Wendy?” I could feel the stirring of my cock.
“Girl things. I want to go down on her, and have her do the same for me. I don’t even know if she does that; we’ve talked all around it, but I didn’t tell her that I’ve done it, and she didn’t tell me either.”
“Ah. This should be an interesting evening.” I hadn’t lied to Heather about the photo album because of my growing feeling for her, but I didn’t say anything about Wendy and my knowledge of just what she would do with other women because that would be betraying her. And it would be fun to watch them talk each other into something.
“Am I invited to stay?” I asked, unsure.
“Of course. We both want you here. I want to watch you do things with her, and I know Wendy feels the same way.” My erection was now fully-developed, and it wasn’t lost on Heather. “This excites you, doesn’t it?” I nodded.
She got up from the table and quickly moved our dishes into the tiny kitchen. I marveled again at her breasts and the fact that they hardly moved when she walked. I wondered if she had had silicone injected. We moved into the living room to sit on the couch, and there we were looking like two old married people. Two naked old married people. Heather put her head on my shoulder, and reached down to circle my cock with her hand. She held it loosely, and began stroking up and down, and then reached across with her other hand and began caressing my balls. I sighed and closed my eyes, lost in the pleasure of the ministrations of a beautiful woman.
Heather stopped for a minute, and then began again, building me up to a real explosion. “You’d better stop,” I said, “if you hope to use that guy later.” She reluctantly stopped stroking, but her other hand continued to caress and knead my testicles. One finger went underneath, and she played with the sensitive skin at the bottom of my anus. “That feels really good,” I said.
We sat like that for a few minutes, and then the doorbell buzzed. “There she is,” Heather said, and her eyes were sparkling with anticipation. She went to the door, and stood to the side behind it. She opened it, and Wendy slipped in. They hugged each other, and Wendy looked over at me sitting there on the couch with an adequate erection still waving above my thighs.
“I was hoping you’d wait for me,” she said,
She went into the bedroom, and Heather sat back down and started kissing me. I kissed her back, and my hand slipped between her thighs to r
ub against her wet slit. After a moment, Wendy appeared, totally nude, and said “Now, now, you have to stop all that. You’ll lose him, Heather.”
“He’s young and strong. I know he has something left for you.”
“Show me,” Wendy said, and straddled me on the couch. Her pussy went onto the head of my re-erecting cock, and she lowered herself onto it. “Mmmm,” she said softly, “that feels so good.”
I pushed my hips up to get deeper inside her, and she leaned to the side to kiss Heather on the lips.
She took her lips away. “This doesn’t shock you, or disgust you?” she asked breathlessly, as her body began to react to the motion of my cock inside her.
“Not at all. As Heather might say, I guess we’re all company creatures. I wonder if those older people started out at our age . . . doing all the interesting things they do.”
“I don’t know,” Heather said. “It would make an interesting study. Maybe a Master’s thesis?” and we all laughed. Wendy put her forehead on my shoulder and was lost in a reverie of pleasure as I gently fucked up into her. I put one hand on her neck, and put gentle pressure downward to impale her even further on the column of hard flesh up inside her. She started to moan.
“Whoa, hold on,” Heather said. “We should all go into the bedroom.” We got up and went there, and when she saw the tousled bedclothes Wendy said “Wow, I really missed something. Is either of you able to do anything for me?”
“Me, me,” said Heather as she got on the bed on her knees and began bobbing up and down. “My mouth hasn’t been used at all tonight. Come here,” she said to Wendy, and Wendy joined her on the bed. Heather tumbled the other girl under her, and her head sank between Wendy’s thighs. I moved to the end of the bed just in time to get a good view of Heather’s tongue sliding into Wendy’s wet pussy. “Ohhhh,” Wendy moaned, “That feels . . . so good.” Her hands clutched Heather’s head and pulled her deep into the sopping snatch. “Eat me, eat me,” she moaned, her voice dropping off.
Heather slurped away, but I noticed that her ass was in the air practically inviting me to join in. I climbed on behind her, and fitted the head of my cock into the tiny hole between her buns. “Mm-hmm,” she mumbled as she licked, her head going up and down in a yes motion. I pushed in a little way, and her hands came back to pull her cheeks apart and give me more room to enter her. Soon I was in all the way, and I marveled that I was able to do it so easily. She’s really had this a lot, I thought, and rather than turn me off, the thought excited me. I pumped into her for two minutes, as she finished eating Wendy.
I pulled out before I came, preferring to wait. Heather groaned in frustration, but she was busy licking up the drool which poured out of Wendy’s pussy. Wendy sighed with satisfaction. Then Heather moved up the bed and planted her thighs on either side of Wendy’s head. “Your turn,” she said, and lowered herself onto the eager mouth below. I looked down at the tangled, wet hair of Wendy’s pussy, and thought what the hell? I lowered my face and put my tongue into the
wettest pussy I ever expect to experience. Wendy groaned with the unexpected attention, and pushed against my mouth eagerly. I licked her thoroughly, and, just as Heather was climaxing with a scream, Wendy poured even more fluid out and into my mouth. I licked her clean.
Afterward, as we recovered, we lay in bed talking, me with a beautiful girl in each arm. It was heaven. “Wendy,” Heather said, “you’re staying the night, aren’t you? Tom is.” Wendy nodded. She snuggled closer against me. “Tom,” she said quietly, “if you’re able, I want you to do to me what you were doing to Heather. What Marianne did to me with that awful toy.” Heather looked startled, and Wendy said “well, I haven’t told you everything.” And she giggled.
“I’ll try, certainly,” I said. “”If you’re absolutely sure.”
“I am,” she said, and promptly went to sleep.
I must have dozed also, because I woke up in a dark room. Heather had gotten up and turned off the light, and was now fast asleep on one side of me. I snuggled against Wendy’s backside, and felt my cock getting hard again. I hope that never stops, but I know it will when I get older. Or at least when I get old.
She stirred in her sleep, and I had the wicked idea of penetrating her ass while she was under. I spit on my hand, rubbed the head of my cock, and putting it between the perfect globes of her ass I started to slowly work it in. She moaned a little, but she didn’t appear to wake up; I pushed in a little more.
Soon I was almost all the way into her anus, and I began to slowly fuck her there. She was awake now, and her hand came around her body and behind me to pull me closer against her. She fucked back on my large erection, and it didn’t seem to bother her that I was in her ass. I wonder how often she’s had this. I reached down to spread her cheeks with my hands, and in that way I was able to get all the way in. I fucked her for five minutes, and I didn’t hold back the way I had with Heather. I came, but quietly; I didn’t want to wake Heather. Then I went back to sleep.
As it was getting light, I felt hands on my shoulders pushing me from my side to my back. Then the bed moved as one of the girls straddled my face and pushed her pussy against my mouth. I opened my eyes, but there was no way to tell which one it was. I don’t mean that all pussies look alike, but I hadn’t seen either of these very many times, and the light was bad. I started licking it without caring who it belonged to.
In under two minutes, there was a gasp of pleasure from the woman on my face, and a flood of fluid soaked my lips and chin. I licked up as much as I could, and flicked my tongue on the still- erect clitoris. Then she got off, to her side of the bed, and I went back to sleep. I’m certain that Wendy didn’t hear a thing.
The next morning we had a quick breakfast, and I got ready to leave. Heather asked Wendy to stay, and I imagine they got it on after I was gone. At the door, Heather leaned up and whispered in my ear “You did Wendy nicely there in the middle of the night. I want you to finish in me next time,” and she smiled, and closed the door.