STEPHANIE, APRIL AND I

“Meet April,” you say as you usher a sleek brunette into my apartment.

I am wondering what’s going on because you have taken me completely by surprise. I thought we were going to spend an evening alone, just the two of us, and that’s why I answered the door wearing a robe with nothing under it. But now you arrive with a babe.

And what a babe she is–tall and svelte, small titties, big dark eyes, black hair that comes down to her shoulders. But she’s not YOU, Stephanie, and you are the only woman I wanted to see at my apartment door tonight.

“Hi, April,” I say. Then I look at you and ask simply, “What gives?”

“April gives…great head.” you say boldly, and with a smile. April smiles, too.

Now I get it. We had talked about playing such a game, but I hadn’t thought you were serious. Obviously I was wrong. So here you are, with another babe, and we’re all going to get it on.

“Hello, Jack,” April purrs and moves up to me, pressing her very slender form against my body, making sure that I feel everything from tits to knees. My cock awakens under my thin robe.

April looks like she wants to be kissed, so I kiss her. I can play a game, right? The hot brunette accepts my tongue and strokes her tongue against mine. My cock pokes right out there now, pressing against the girl’s middle. She wastes no time gliding a hand between our bodies, parting the front of my robe and, while we continue kissing, she wraps her cool fingers around my thick stalk and starts to stroke it.

I back up and look at you, Stephanie. Even though you and I are dating and very hot for each other, you seem fascinated by what this strange woman is doing to me. There I stand, with my robe wide open and my dick sticking up, and April is stroking it slowly and deliberately with a firm grip, making the rosy head swell and the long shaft assume the hardness of an iron bar.
She’s wearing jeans and a blouse while you, darling Stephanie, are in a cute little dress that ends above your knees. Your legs are drop-dead gorgeous, and they never looked better. You also are showing some cleavage. YOU are the woman I want, so why am I letting this brunette babe play with my pecker, getting me all hot?

Well, since you set this up, Steph, I’m going to dig it. Hell, what man wouldn’t? Two hot babes? Just one thing–I’ll be the one in charge. I’m not just some fucking boy-toy that you women are going to use.
“Stop it!” I snap at April, and she blinks, taking her hand off my boner. “If we’re going to do this, I’m going to direct the show. Anybody got any objection?” I glance from April to you.

Your pretty eyes are twinkling. “No, Jack,” you say sweetly. “You’re da man.”
“Sure,” April agrees. “Anything you want.” She is still staring at my cock, which remains standing just as thick and long as when she was stroking it. “My, you’ve got a big dick,” she comments.

“What did I tell you?” you put in proudly. “It’s nine inches–right, Jack?”

“Who measures? But I think it’s closer to eight.”

“Imagine feeling all those thick eight inches sticking way up inside you,” you purr to April. “And, baby, you will tonight.”

“If I decide to give them to you,” I say. “Hell, I’m not much of a host, am I? Would anybody like a drink?”

“Yes, thanks,” April says. “But after.” She is licking her cherry-red lips as she looks at my prick.

“Definitely after,” you add. You are beginning to walk around, parading. You always enjoy doing that–showing off for me–and now evidently you want to show off for April, too. I wonder if she has seen you naked yet.

“Uuh, just what’s the story here?” I ask, and grin. “I mean, with you two? Are you old friends?”

“We just met,” you say. “In a bar up the street. I stopped in for a quick one. April was lonely. Like that.”

“You a lesbo?” I ask April directly.
“I’m bi. So’s your girlfriend, she tells me. But of course, you know that.”
“I know Stephanie pretty well,” I say with a wise look and a smile for you alone. You’re amazing. Actually I am learning more and more about you every day.

Time is wasting. If we are going to get it on, I want to fucking get it on without delay. I sit down on the couch, still wearing my light robe but it is wide open. I sport a full erection, and I am stroking it every once in awhile to keep it up there.

“Sit down, April,” I direct. “No, not next to me. On that chair over there. Stephanie, put on some music. Something smooth and sexy. You are going to do a strip for us.”
You walk to my home-theater control center, start a CD, and music flows from the speakers. You do a quick turn, looking at April, then at me. You dig this. I know you are getting very excited. As for me, my excitement is obvious because my cock is sticking up and staying there. I smile, eager for the show to begin.

April is watching you, also, as you parade for us. Her eyes reveal more than just casual interest. You reach behind you at the neck, to start the zipper on your dress, and you are walking all the time…slowly, in time with the sexy, blues rhythm. You look right at me as you change the position of your hands and pull your zipper the rest of the way, then you stop in front of me, gather your dress in your hands, and pull it up over your head. My hand tightens on my upstanding cock as I drink in your erotic beauty in pale, very sheer hose…white garter straps…whisper-thin white panties…and a white push-up bra.

You turn for me and, oh, Stephanie, I love your ass! Especially in those nearly transparent silk undies you are wearing. How excitingly they hug your exquisite curves! I want to reach out and touch you. I would be thrilled if you would back up, bend forward, and stick your bottom right in my face. But that is not going to happen. I have other plans for tonight, now that you have set the stage and have challenged me.

You remove your bra and cross the room to April, your buttocks wiggling just as I like to see them. I slowly stroke my cock. You bend and, though your back is turned toward me, I know that you are shaking your tits for the other girl. I enjoy the sight of your bottom, with your briefs pulled up by your posture, allowing the lower curves of your buttocks to peep out below the elastics that usually tuck beneath them. I squeeze my dick hard and the head swells, turning angry red. A drop of clear lubricant oozes from the slit and clings there at the tip of my cock.

You straighten up and act as if you are going to come back to me, but I say, “No, Stephanie! I want you to make love to April. Do it now. Get down on your knees and pull her pants off.”

You look around at me, perhaps surprised to hear me giving orders in such a confident tone. But somehow I think you like it. It certainly suits the occasion, I believe. Here I am, one man with two women, so who is supposed to assume command, hm?
You obey me, kneeling on the carpet, and I like it that you are still wearing your panties, garters and hose. What a beautiful sight! April has a faint smile on her face. She is Miss Cool, and that is okay, too. She also is up for anything. You were lucky to run across her and snag her as our companion for tonight.

April allows you to unfasten the top of her pants and begin tugging them down. She raises her bottom from the chair so that you can slip the jeans out from under her, then she extends her legs forward and you back up, pulling her pants along until they are off her feet. You toss them aside. April is wearing black bikini panties. As you help her remove her blouse, we see that she has no need of a bra and doesn’t wear one. Her tits are small, and very pointy. I am still stroking my cock, and I believe there is a smile on my face. One thing I know for sure, I am feeling happy.

“Isn’t April cute in just her panties, sweetheart?” I ask you. “What do you think of her?”

“I
think she’s lovely,” you purr.

“Do you want to have sex with her?”

“If she is willing,” you say, kneeling before th
e near-naked brunette and waiting for her response.

“Ooh, she’s willing,” I say firmly, before she has a chance to speak. “You want my girlfriend to lick your pussy–don’t you, April?”

“Uuuum…yesss…” the slim brunette breathes.

I say, “Why don’t you take your pants off, April? I mean your little panties. Then spread yourself for my girlfriend. She’s very fond of pussies–pink glistening pussies that are wet with sexual juices. Isn’t that right, Stephanie?”

“Ooh, yes!” you say, and there is a rough edge to your voice. “I love to eat pussy!”
“So do I, of course,” I respond. “But I will let you have the first taste of April. Go ahead, April–take your pants off.”

You lean out of the way so that I can see as April raises her bare legs in the air, pulls her panties out from under her butt, and drags them all the way up her slim legs, bending her knees so that she can remove them from her feet. She gives them a toss, then spreads her legs, sitting on the very edge of her chair.

I am excited by the sight of April’s cunt. It is darker in its coloration than yours, Stephanie–not that I prefer that, but it is different, and you know how men are. Also, April has a little landing strip of dark hair above it, while your pussy is totally shaved. Again, it’s the contrast! I stroke my cock as I take it all in.

I like the fact that you are watching me, rather than April, as the other girl reveals herself. Your eyes drop to my lap, and above it, where I am busily (but not speedily) jacking off. Still, you know that I am not about to climax. Not for a long time, hm, Stephanie?

You lean close to April, and I realize that I will not have a good view of the action if I remain seated across the room, so I stand and cross over to April’s chair, my erect cock bobbing as I walk. A clear strand of glistening pre-cum swings from its tip.

I get down on my knees beside you, Stephanie, and I say, “Now lean right in between her legs, baby, and hold your head a little to the side so that I can watch your tongue work her over. You will do that for me, won’t you?” I pet your hair.

“Of course, Jack,” you murmur. “I want you to watch me make love to her pussy.” You chuckle. “Who knows, you might learn something.”

“Hmmm,” I say. “Well, maybe you’re right. A woman knows what pleases a woman.”

“Damn it, will SOMEBODY please get busy and do me?” April demands, obviously frustrated by the delay.

You lean into the other girl’s crotch and open April’s pussy with your thumbs so that you can have access to her glistening pink center. Your equally pink tongue emerges from your mouth, and I stroke my cock slowly and very pleasurably as I watch your tongue sink into the other woman’s soft moist folds. I hear April catch her breath as you taste her, and then your tongue begins to move, working up and down through her wiggly, wet flesh. She makes a whimpering sound, and her hips begin to move a little, responding to your intimate oral touch. You center on her clit and circle that nubbin with your tongue; you lap up and down across it.

“That’s it, Stephanie,” I say, “treat her pussy like an ice cream cone.”

“Oh…” April says softly and bumps against your face.

You surround her little love-tip with your lips (and possibly with your teeth as well, but I cannot see that) and you tug on the sensitive tiny appendage. “Aahh!” April says. “Ooh, God! Doooo it!”

I watch you work on the girl’s clit tirelessly and enjoyably, while two of your fingers play inside your own panties. I continue to stroke the loose foreskin of my cock up and down across my ridge, and my organ is swollen to the maximum, its head surging with each down-stroke. I watch your hips grind a little, your buttocks wiggling sensuously in your sheer panties, and I decide it is time for me to get in on the action in a direct way.

Moving around behind you, I slip your panties down and work them out from under your knees to toss them aside. I move your knees farther apart while you continue to pleasure April with your lips and tongue.
“Bend down more, and stick your ass up a little, Stephanie,” I direct. You do so, making your sweet snatch available to me. I bend and commence licking your pussy, first on your puffy outer labia, then between them. I burrow in, sinking my tongue into your moist softness,. My nose nestles between your satiny buttocks.

I feel you tense up, and suddenly you stop licking April to turn around and face me. You bend and begin licking my cock. April watches, fingering her cunt. “Ooh, that’s it, Stephanie…” I croon, and pet your head as you lick the crown of my cock all over, then waggle your tongue along the shaft and back to catch my cock-head in your mouth for a warm, tight sucking.

“God, yes!” I exclaim. “Do you see this, April? Do you see how good Stephanie sucks cock? She is the greatest!”

“I want a taste!” April demands, rubbing her clit up and down, then slapping it with her fingers.

“Sure thing, girl,” I say, and use my hands to dislodge your face from me. “You don’t mind, do you, Stephie?”

“No, give her a thrill,” you say, “and I’ll go back to eating her.”

I stand up next to April’s chair, holding my dick in my fist, and she turns her head toward me. I run my fingers into her dark hair and caress her as she begins to suck my cock. She makes little happy sounds in her throat, which are mostly muffled by my meat, but they confirm that she is indeed bi and is not just going through the motions with me. I then glance down at you, while you are eating her out, and I see that you are watching the other woman work her mouth on my dick. I pet your head with my other hand.

“April’s hot mouth feels very good on my cock, Stephanie,” I report. “She does a little something–oh!–with her tongue that’s different than you. Not better–oh!–but different. Now she’s fondling my balls, Stephanie. I like that very much.” A soft, low growl breaks from my lips, and I start to stroke my prick in and out of April’s mouth, fucking her pretty face with it. You watch that, then suddenly you raise your head.

“Fuck her!” you demand. “I want to watch you fuck her.”

We break up our little tableau, and April stretches out on the rug. You straddle her face, still wearing your garter belt and nylons, and your legs are gorgeous. I spread April’s bare legs apart, lift them, and hunker down between them, leaning on my elbows. Her hand fits my dick into her pussy, and she says “OOOOH!” explosively as I slip all eight inches of my thick, hard cock into her quim, stuffing her completely. I begin to fuck April while you slowly circle your hips, grinding your hot, wet pussy against her mouth, her tongue licking in and out of you.

“Stephanie, this girl’s cunt is very tight!” I say to you, as we both pleasure and take pleasure from her. “It’s clutching my cock as I stroke in and out. Her snatch is very wet and slippery. Oh God, Stephanie, I’m having a ball fucking her!”

“I have to see this!” you exclaim and dismount from April’s face to kneel next to us, watching at close range as my thick cock, glistening with moisture, pumps in and out, in and out, of April’s tight cunt. Your hand is in your crotch, playing with yourself. Now you bend and lick April’s quivering small titties while I fuck her.

“God, Stephanie, but my cock feels good, stroking in and out of this hot bitch,” I say, breathing hard. “My balls are bouncing against her crotch each time I plunge my big prick into her.”

“Ooh yes, I can see that,” you reply, watching again, then: “Let me suck you now! Pull your dick out of her and give it to me!”

I had decided that I would give the orders, but your demand is too tempting to resist, so I pull my cock from April with a sucking sound and swing it your way, trailing a viscous strand from the other woman’s pussy. You grasp my dong and wrap
your hot mouth around the head of it, and the string of her pussy juice dangles down across your chin. As you suck me, I pet your h
air and gaze down at you, loving every stroke of your mouth on my blissfully throbbing organ. My whole being belongs to you, Stephanie. You are my entire world, and you thrill me.

April crawls around, sliding under my crotch on her back, and she licks my balls while you suck my cock. After while, I lie down on my back, April straddles my loins, and you sit on my face, looking at the other woman. You and April embrace, kissing and stroking each other’s tits while you grind your love-box against my mouth and my nose is in the crack of your buttocks. My tongue plunges up inside you and circles in your soft, tasty flesh. Your cum cascades into my mouth. At the same time, April bobs up and down on my upthrust cock, fucking me wildly.

When it is time for me to finish, both you and April kneel beside me, stroking my throbbing, upthrust cock…and I spurt. You girls catch some of it on your lips and tongue, and then you bend to lick my still twitching dick at the same time, your tongues scurrying up and down on both sides of my shaft and licking my nuts. I splatter onto your cheeks. You finally take turns in grabbing sucks off the crown of my cock, drinking the last of my cum, and I throw my arms around you both, holding you tightly against me.

“What a time we had, ladies!” I exclaim. “Is everybody happy?”

Your giggles and hugs and passionate kisses tell me that the answer is YES! We break open a bottle of good wine…