Part VI Susan and Lisa spent some time just sitting with their arms around each other after the finger fucking given to Susan by Lisa. Susan remained naked and Lisa remained clothed while they talked. For some reason, both were content not to pursue further sex right at that moment. It gave Lisa time to think and Susan felt like the stillness gave more meaning to what she'd shared at the hand of Lisa, it was a time of reflection and bonding. Lisa left with the acknowledged determination to talk to her boyfriend James to try and figure out if he was willing to join in sexual games with Susan and Charles. Two nights after her afternoon tryst with Susan, Lisa was lying on her back, her legs spread with James's cock sliding slowly in and out of her with a steady rhythm. She'd been fantasizing about her recent adventures and realized that the sex with James needed to improve. It was nice, but occasionally, as she'd so lustfully proven, she wanted more than nice. Sex was supposed to be fun, and it was, but why not make it as fun as possible? She whispered in James's ear, "That feels nice." "Yes, real nice." "What do you like better? When I suck you or when you fuck me?" Hearing her ask that gave James a charge. They never talked much in bed and hearing her ask if he liked her to suck him or fuck him was exciting. "I like them both." His hips speeded up as his excitement increased. "Well, I wish I could do them both at once but I can't." He laughed and moved his hands beneath her, cupping her ass and pulling her towards him as he thrust. "Hmmmmmm." She liked the little surge of energy. "I think you like that idea. Being fucked and sucked at the same time." "Too bad it is impossible." "Well, just imagine. Think what it would be like to have me like this and another lady between our legs, licking your cock as it goes inside of me. Would you like that?" What has gotten into her? he wondered, but, with another surge of excitement. He moved faster and spread his legs, separating her legs even more as his thighs pressed against her, thinking what it would be like to have someone there. "Baby, you are turning me on." She moved her hips faster against him. "Oh, so you kind of like that idea, do you?" Okay, he thought, she wants to talk, I'll talk. James was always careful with his lovers. Too careful some of them would say, not realizing that he'd had a real bad experience just before he turned twenty that made him let every lady lead in matters of sex. He did not want to step over any boundaries that he could not see. "Oh, and would you like that?" he asked. "Another lady licking us there while we fuck?" "I think I would. It would feel very, very good." His cock kept up a steady, unrelenting rhythm inside of her. She felt the rising tension that would soon crest into an orgasm. "Just thinking about it," she said, "is going to make me come." "You are full of surprises." Hearing her say she was going to come started the tightening that would lead to his own orgasm. "And," he asked, "are you thinking of someone in particular?" She put her arm around his neck and pulled his head close, moving her hips faster and feeling her breasts against his chest, sliding with a thin film of perspiration between James and her. For a moment she was detached from their sex and wondering if she should take the next step, start them down a road leading to James's knowledge of her desires, and maybe knowledge of her participation in sex with Susan and Charles. But, she knew where she wanted this to go. She put her ear right next to his. "Susan. I'm thinking of Susan between our legs licking your cock and holding it as it slides in me." He started to come. She felt the surge in him and the rapid, almost erratic thrusts as he sought release. Her body responded and her climax began to grow, cresting as he came inside her with hard thrusts. He would push into her and pause, slide out and push into her again. Finally with a moan he put his hands under her ass and held her close as he sought to have his cock as deep inside her as possible as it pumped his semen into her. He lay down by her side and she nestled next to him, enjoying the heat and the scents and the dampness that surrounded them in bed. "I think you liked that," she said with a laugh. "God, whatever made you bring that up." She just laughed. She wanted to say: because I fucked Susan and Charles and I want to do it again and have you watch and I want to watch you fuck Susan and want to fuck you and suck Charles or vice versa and I want to lay under you like Susan did me and watch your cock in her pussy and take you out and taste her off you and maybe Charles could be tonguing me while I did that and I want to spread myself in front of everybody again. But, instead she said, "Just a little fantasy, dear." And laughed again. She probably could have hooked up with Susan and Charles again that next weekend, but Lisa felt like she owed it to James to decide whether he would join them or whether, well, whether she and James needed to break up. She didn't love James, not like "be true forever" love, but she didn't want to live a lie with him. The things with Charles and Susan had been so spontaneous that she did not feel that it was cheating. Doing it again would be planned and, if it were to happen while James thought she was exclusive to him, would feel like cheating. She didn't want to do that and would break up with James if necessary. A few nights later she did the things she did to let him know that she wanted him to take her to bed. He started in the way he always did. He lay down next to her and gently kissed her and started to caress her. She relaxed, enjoying the slow attention, but her mind was already racing ahead. Soon, her thoughts had her mind and her body pushed beyond the desire for gentle. She wanted to get fucked. Her kiss became harder. She opened her mouth and pressed it hard against his. She sucked at his tongue. James realized that something different was going on with Lisa this week. It scared him in some ways. Was he not satisfying her? Was he moving too slow? He knew he'd lost other girlfriends for that reason. But Lisa was being aggressive here, surely he could respond safely. He stuck his tongue in her mouth, letting her suck on it. He sought her tongue out. He pressed hard against her until it felt like his lips were bruised. They moved almost as if they were battling to see who could kiss the other hardest. His hand was behind her head. Her hand went to his cock and squeezed. "I need to get fucked," she said. "Good. Me too." Quickly they removed their clothes. He tried to roll over on top of her, but she pushed back and said, "No. My turn." He lay on his back and she moved over to the top of him. Her legs straddled him and she slid her pelvis back and forth, seeking to feel his hardness and seeking to make sure he felt the wet, warmth of her. She bent over him and kissed him, allowing her nipples to be stimulated by his chest. "What's gotten into you lately?" As he said it his hands moved to her hips to grind her harder against him, making sure she realized he had no complaints. He could actually feel his cock and stomach becoming wet as her pussy slid over him. "You're going to get into me. Sometimes I like it slow, sometimes I like it hard. Sometimes gentle is nice, sometimes I liked to get fucked. Tonight I want to get fucked." He pulled her close and sucked a nipple into his mouth, taking as much of her breast into his mouth as he could. His hands circled behind her ass and clenched. For a moment she thought his fingers would slide between her cheeks and she moved, trying to give him access to her ass. "I think you like the idea of fucking me." "Oh, yeah." "My pussy is wet." "I can feel it. My cock is hard." "I can feel it. Do you want it in me?" "Yes. God, yes." "In my pussy or in my mouth?" She almost said, or in my ass, but just couldn't do that. Yet. "Where ever you want it, babe." "I want it everywhere." "Well, you're gonna have to pick one." She slid down his body, her breasts trailing over his chest, then separating as they slid around his cock. She rubbed back and forth there for a moment. He arched his hips toward her. "Or, maybe you just want to fuck my tits." She slid on down, taking his cock in her hand and stroking its length while holding the tip of him against her cheek. She could smell the rich scent of him. She nestled down to the juncture of his right leg and his torso, seeking the warm aroma of his skin. His cock lay against her face, the tip caressed by her hair. Her hand pressed his cock against her face and her tongue touched him there, right at the top of his leg. Pushing her tongue through his hair and licking him felt sexy to her. Nasty, she thought to herself with delight. "That feels so good," he said. She just made a happy noise and pressed his cock harder against her cheek. She laid her hand flat against his cock and rolled it back and forth against her face. She could feel his scrotum soft and fluid against her hand. She trailed her tongue across him, feeling the round firmness of his testicles beneath the skin. He spread his legs seeking to give her head more room to tongue him there. She licked him lower, seeking to lift his balls on her tongue. Her hand slowly pumped him, sliding the soft skin over the swollen muscle. Her tongue moved to the underside of his cock and trailed slowly up. She felt the change in texture just beneath the crown of his cock. His skin was smoother there and as it became wet from her tongue, she could imagine nothing slicker, nothing smoother than that tiny patch of skin. She made the tip of her tongue as pointed as possible and slid it up the slight furrow that led to the opening at the tip of his cock. She could actually feel the opening separate as the tip of her tongue pressed him there. Suddenly she had a wild thought. She wondered if she could fuck him there with her clit. She pressed the tip of her tongue against him, trying to penetrate his cock. He moaned and tensed his legs, trying to hold absolutely still and let her abandon lead to where ever she wanted it to go. Her mouth moved to the tip of him with lips pursed as if to kiss. Slowly she opened her lips, imagining for a moment that the lips of her mouth were the lips between her legs. She kept her eyes closed and concentrated on the feeling of her lips opening for his cock. She slid her mouth around him, swirling her tongue around the tip him. Her hand continued to hold him and stroke him. She imagined him coming then, his cock surging, his balls emptying of sperm, his muscles contracting to push the fluid into her waiting mouth. She imagined his sperm ejaculating into the waiting heat of her mouth. That thought caused her to take him in her mouth as deep as possible. She had never deep throated anyone in her life. She'd never actually thought about it before, but she slid as far down on him as she could, wanted his cock to take her deep. She would have taken him into her throat if she'd known how. She slid her mouth up and down his cock several times, until suddenly she became aware of the need for him between her legs. She rose up and straddled him. Using one hand to balance herself on the bed, she used the other to guide his cock to where she was wet and open for him. She slid down on his cock quickly, wanting to feel him deep inside her. His hands moved to the top of her thighs, his finger splayed around her hips. He arched his back seeking to drive himself into her. She leaned forward. He thought it was because she wanted her nipples in her mouth and leaned his head toward her to do that. She, however, was oblivious to her breasts. She'd leaned forward to put pressure on his cock inside her. She wanted to feel the length of him filling her. She wanted to press her clit against him and relieve its insistent urge for stimulation. She moved her hips as rapidly as she could, making the ancient rhythms concentrate at the juncture of his cock and her pussy. She sat up, wanting to press him as deep as possible. One hand went behind them to grasp his balls and pull them up against her ass. She pressed them against her, feeling him between her cheeks and against her asshole. "You're going to make me come," he said. "Good. Come in me. I want to feel it." She actually felt him swell. He moved to meet the thrusts of her hips. That pushed her over the edge and she climaxed, turning liquid inside, shuddering and throwing her head back from the sheer intensity of the orgasm. Her orgasm, and the fact that he actually felt her get wetter, pushed him over the edge. He pumped his release into her, crying out as the wave of his orgasm crested, feeling like an avalanche of nothing but sensation wracking his body. As they both came down from the high of their orgasms, she laid down on top of him. His cock lay warm and wet inside her. "Wow," he said. "Yes," she said, with the smugness of a woman who knows her power. "Were you having fantasies again? "That wasn't a fantasy, dear, that was real." She said that before realizing that he asked about fantasies because her mention of another woman was still on his mind. "But," she said, "what fantasies were you enjoying?" "You took all thought away." She laughed, and said, "Yeah, I know what you were thinking about. You were thinking about having another woman in bed with us." "No. Really, I wasn't thinking of anything but how good you felt." She moved off of him and lay close by his side, her hand idly holding the weight of his flaccid penis. "You know I don't mind you fantasizing while we fuck. Don't worry about it." "I don't worry about it. You didn't give me time to fantasize about a thing, but if it makes you feel better, next time I will." She laughed. "Oh, you will, will you? And what are you going to fantasize about?" She crossed her leg over his and pressed her heated and very wet pussy against his leg. He took a chance. "I'll think about you and Susan, okay? I'll think about having both of you naked. I'll think about her licking my cock while it is sliding inside you." "Hmmmm. Would you like both of us to suck your cock together?" "Oh, yeah. I'm not stupid." "You'd like two tongues on you, huh?" "Yes." "What else would you like?" "Well . . ." "Would you like to watch her lick my pussy?" He swallowed and wondered again what had got into Lisa. Whatever it was, he was enjoying it. "Yes. Would you enjoy that? Having her lick you?" "I just might." He leaned back and lifted his head to look at her with a raised eyebrow. "Well, I might. Do you have a problem with the idea that I might like to have Susan lick me?" "Nope, not me." He put his head back next to hers. "What if I wanted to lick her?" she asked quietly. He raised his head back up and looked at her again. "There are definitely things about you I never guessed." She laughed. "That's me. Full of surprises." "But no, if you wanted to lick Susan, I guess, well gee, I'd just have to watch, wouldn't I?" "Oh, you could do more than watch. Maybe you'd enjoy fucking me from behind while my face was between her legs." She felt the surge of blood to his cock. So did he. "Lisa?" "Well, would you like that? Have me on my knees, fucking me while Susan was spread in front of me?" "Oh yeah." "Or maybe, maybe you'd enjoy fucking her and watching her lick me." His cock was rising beneath her hands, reacting to the pictures her words painted in his mind. She laughed, and said, "I think your cock likes the idea." She stroked him harder and harder. She was wet. "Get behind me." She raised up and got on her knees. He got on his knees behind her. Her face rested on the bed, her hips were raised and her legs spread apart. He could see her pussy, slightly open, her lips swollen from her desire. It looks completely different this way, he thought, somehow sexier. He held his cock and slid it up and down her slit. His other hand rested on her waist. He enjoyed this. He enjoyed sheer animal fucking. Because of his past he was always careful with women, but Lisa was taking him places he usually only imagined. She moved her hips in a circle, seeking, without rushing, to feel his cock against her. She reached back with both hands and putting one of her hands on either side of her ass, she spread herself for him. He looked down and could see the darker skin of her anus and the folds of her skin that led to the opening of her sex. He pressed the tip of his cock into her pussy. "Yeah, fuck me." He pushed into her, watching his cock slide into her. "I'm watching my cock slide into your pussy." "I wish I could see." "It looks real sexy." "See, if you were fucking Susan, I could watch." He laughed. "Anytime you want to give her a call, you have my permission." She laughed. "Fuck me now. Think about her legs spread right here in front of me. I'd spread her pussy so you could see her while you fuck me." It did not take long for the two of them to climax again.