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   Epicurean Delight

   By RC

   Carol had mentioned she and her husband were having a little
get-together on Friday.  Several

   other couples would be there, she said, and I was welcome to come too if
I wanted to.  I figured

   she was just being nice since I was still single at thirty-seven.

   It's not that I didn't like men or anything.  I knew plenty of men, and
found some more than just

   slightly interesting.  But I had not yet met anyone I wanted to look at
every morning for the rest

   of my life.  And at this stage, it didn't really bother me if I didn't.
Being a single woman did have

   it's advantages as long as one was very, very careful.

   I said yes, just to be nice back to her.

   So Friday, I sat there as odd woman out, with three couples chatting
away.  Carol said that two

   couples couldn't make it at the last minute, but with a wink said it
would be their loss.  I didn't

   get it.

   There was me.  There was Carol and her husband Ray.  There was a woman
named

   Ellen who worked in Carol's department, and her husband Tim.  And last
was

   DeeDee and her husband Greg.

   They tried to work me into their conversations, but being single, I
didn't have any of the

   child-raising, checkbook-sharing, schedule-juggling stories they all
had.

   And I eventually found myself staring at the curtains, bored.

   Carol noticed.

   "Betty, thank you for being patient.  I know it must be a bore to sit
there and listen to all this

   yakking.  But I think that now we're going to talk about something you
can relate to."

   I looked at her, a bit grateful, a bit curious.  The other couples
looked just as curious.  Ray was

   smiling.

   "Sex", she said, grinning at me.

   I felt my face turning red.

   She stood up and turned to the others, who were just as red.

   "You all enjoy sex, right?"

   Five embarrassed nods, five red faces.  Ray was watching us closely.

   Ellen spoke up.

   "Carol, what do you..." Carol cut her off, gently.

   "Ellen, please.  Everything will be very clear soon.  Tim and Greg,
would you please follow

   me?"

   Beet red but dying with curiosity, the two husband got up and tagged
along after Carol as she

   headed for the stairs.

   We three women remained, looking at Ray, puzzled.  His grin went from
ear to ear.

   "She gets a bit dramatic sometimes.  Sorry about that.  How would you
ladies like to be

   hypnotized?"

   We stared at each other, our faces reddening even more.  Hypnotized? 
Was that where Carol

   had gone with the men?  Was she going to - hypnotize them?  And if she
was, what would

   happen then?

   No one spoke, we were to shocked, too embarrassed.  We could not look at
Ray, we could not

   look at each other.  I wound up staring at a clock, wanting it to move
faster.

   I noticed Ray talking again, his voice softer.  It seemed soothing,
somehow.  I felt as if I could

   relax a bit.  Maybe everything would be all right after all.

   Everything would be all right.

   Everything would...

   Everything...

   There was nothing.



   It had worked.  The clock HAD moved.  It had moved almost forty-five
minutes since I had first

   looked at it.

   I blinked, realizing I felt a bit dizzy.  I looked around, wondering why
my mouth was so dry.

   Ellen and DeeDee were still there, looking just as confused as I felt.
Ray stood there, still

   grinning.  This time, we all looked at him, not quite able to figure out
what had just transpired.

   "How do you feel?" He asked.

   I thought about it and came up with the word great just as DeeDee said
it out loud.  I looked at

   her, her face beet red.  Ellen was nodding in agreement, and I did too.

   Ray smiled happily.

   "Once more", he said.

   I noticed Ellen turn to look at a picture on the wall as I felt my eyes
being drawn once more to

   the clock.  I heard his voice...

   It had moved again.  Half an hour had been magically used.  I looked at
the clock in wonder.

   How the hell did I make it move like that?

   Ray was smiling broadly.  Ellen and DeeDee were still there, looking a
bit less nervous than

   before.  We all looked at each other, and I began to feel a kind of
understanding tugging at me.

   Ray had been talking about...

   "One more time, ladies."

   I looked at the clock.

   And managed to make it move twenty minutes.

   This was some trick Ray was teaching me.

   Ellen and DeeDee looked wonderful, sitting there, their faces glowing
with - something.  I

   wondered if I had that same look.  My body felt warm, my cheeks felt
flushed.  Why was I

   suddenly seeing these women as WOMEN instead of friends or whatever?

   Ray spoke quietly.

   "How are you ladies doing?"

   "Fine", we all answered at once.

   He smiled.

   "Are you sure?"

   "I'm sure", we chorused.

   He nodded happily and told us to sit tight as he headed for the stairs.
A few moments later he

   came back down, with Carol, Greg, and Tim following.  They sat down
again, and we all looked

   at each other curiously.  I kind of knew I had been hypnotized.  Had
they as well?  Why?  What

   had Carol been talking about when she said we all enjoyed sex?

   My body began to tingle a bit.

   Carol gave Ray a quick kiss.

   "They went out like lights.  How about you?"

   Ray nodded.  "Not bad.  Took three tries before they all went for it."

   I frowned.  Went for WHAT?

   DeeDee and Greg were having a whispered conversation, as were Ellen and
Tim.  I sat there,

   having no one to share my thoughts with.

   "Are we ready, then?", Carol asked her husband.  His eyes swept over us
all, looking for

   something, I did not know what.  Satisfied at what he saw, he nodded.

   Carol started to undress.

   So did Ray.

   The rest of us stared as a pile of clothing grew on the floor.  After a
few moments, Carol and

   Ray were nude, standing in the middle of the living room, looking around
at us.

   "Who's embarrassed?" Ray asked quietly.

   Tim was staring red-faced at Ray.  He mumbled yes.

   Carol went to him, took his hand, and led him out of the room.

   The rest of us stared after them.

   "Anyone else?" Ray asked.

   No one moved.  Ray's cock was huge.  And hard.  I stared at it, trying
to imagine it inside me.

   With a shock, I realized I was fantasizing about a married man.  My face
burned.

   DeeDee and Ellen were also staring at Ray's cock.  Greg was looking at
his wife nervously,

   knowing what she was looking at, what she was probably thinking.

   Carol and Tim came back in.  Tim sat down, and Ellen began whispering to
him.  He replied

   quietly.

   I sat there, gaping at Ray's cock, feeling more and more aroused, as
well as more and more

   nervous that I felt this way about Carol's husband.

   "Who's nervous now?" Ray asked.

   No one moved.  No one said a word.  We three women stared at Ray's cock.
The men, I finally

   realized, were staring at Carol.

   "If anyone wants to undress, they may, now or any time." Carol's dark
eyes swept the room.

   Slowly, Ellen stood up.  I watched in amazement as she removed her
clothing, the pile on the

   floor growing.  Greg stared at her in shock, and I could actually see
the bulge forming in his

   pants.

   Her face beet-red, DeeDee stood and undressed, much more quickly than
Ellen.  Tim's cock

   grew under his pants, and I found myself getting even more aroused - was
I aroused?  - yes, I

   was - at the sight.

   DeeDee and Ellen stood there, their bodies flushed, their eyes darting
from Ray to their

   husbands.  What happened next surprised me beyond belief.

   Carol walked over to Ellen, who did not shrink away.  Carol wrapped her
arms around Ellen and

   kissed her - on the mouth!  Ellen stood there for a moment, then slowly,
her arms moved, her

   hands sliding up Carol's back, wrapping around her, as her head tilted
to one side and she

   began to return Carol's kiss.

   I watched, my face burning.  So was my pussy.

   God.  I was getting hot watching two women kiss.

   What was going on here?

   Carol pulled away from Ellen, leaving her breathless, panting.  She took
two steps and kissed

   DeeDee just as passionately.  DeeDee responded as well, her hands
holding Carol's face,

   kissing her almost madly.

   Greg and Tim just sat there, watching this display in shock.

   Then, shaking, Greg got to his feet.  He put one hand on his belt buckle
and froze.  DeeDee

   looked at him, her eyes blazing.  She reached out and yanked on his
belt, loosening it, and

   quickly undid his pants.  She slid them to the floor, knelt in front of
her husband, and wrapped

   her mouth around the hard cock, which protruded from his shorts.

   Ellen didn't even wait for Tim to stand.  She went to him, knelt in
front of the chair he sat in, and

   loosened his pants.  He sat there, totally dumbfounded, as his wife
pulled out his cock and

   began sucking, right there in front of the others.

   Greg was groaning.  Tim was whimpering.  The room was filled with their
sounds, as well as the

   slurping sounds of oral sex.

   I sat there, staring, feeling my clit pulsing wildly.

   Startled, I found Carol in front of me, staring down at me.

   "Well?", she asked quietly.

   I looked up at her.  I was so hot.  So aroused.  This was incredible.

   She reached out her hands.  I took them without a second thought.  She
pulled me gently to my

   feet, and before I knew what was happening, felt a woman's lips grinding
passionately against

   mine.

   I groaned.  And I responded.  My arms went around her without my even
realizing it.  I was lost

   in these new sensations, lost in the passion, which had somehow been
kindled within me.  The

   fact that I was kissing a woman, the fact that not ten feet away two men
were being sucked by

   their wives, did not bother me at all.

   Carol pulled away, her eyes boring into mine.  I saw her reach to the
side, and suddenly Ray

   was there before me.

   His cock was huge.  And hard.

   With a strangled cry, I fell to my knees and took that monster into my
mouth.  I know how to

   suck cock, and I did so with a ferocity that soon had him quivering and
gasping.  I heard

   guttural sounds, half-muffled grunts from the other side of the room.  I
knew that sound.

   Two men had just cum.  In their wives' mouths.

   And here I was, madly sucking the cock of my friend's husband.

   And it didn't bother me at all.

   I felt him tense, felt his balls contract.  I braced myself and sucked
for all I was worth.

   With a loud cry, he came.  Giddy with delight, I continued until he was
dry, spent, his chest

   heaving as he fought for air.

   He staggered backwards, and before I could clear my thoughts, I was once
more staring at

   Carol.

   She lay on the floor beneath me, her legs spread invitingly.

   "It's easy, luv.  Go ahead.  I know you can."

   I was staring down at thick, dark, pubic hair, a glistening, gaping,
pussy.  Her aroma came to

   me, and any tiny doubts I might have had were brushed aside like
yesterday's breadcrumbs.

   I knelt between her legs and my tongue dove into her pussy.  I found her
clit and teased it,

   somehow sensing when I was doing it right and when I wasn't.  Before
long I was always doing it

   right.

   Carol's body writhed on the floor, her hips bucking wildly.  It was all
I could do to keep myself

   in place, to keep her at this peak of sexual pleasure...

   Wait.

   She had said we enjoyed sex.

   I did.

   I do.

   I am.

   Right now.

   I made a man cum just moments ago.

   I'm making a woman - a WOMAN - cum right now.

   Enjoy sex?

   Hell, yes.

   I felt hands on my ass.

   I didn't even slow down, my mind intent on the rhythm of Carol's
motions, on the sound of her

   cries.

   I felt something long and hard sliding into my cunt.

   I groaned aloud, pausing for a split second, then resumed my attack on
Carol's clit with

   increased fervor.

   Every sound, every scent, everything I was experiencing, drove my
passion higher and higher.

   There seemed to be no limit to how good I could feel, how good I could
make others feel.

   No limits.

   No inhibitions.

   Just sex.

   Just pleasure.

   Pure, unadulterated pleasure.

   My body shuddered as I came, the cock inside me thrusting madly, in
harmony somehow with

   the rhythm that Carol and I had settled into.  I paused, gasping for
air, and Carol twisted out

   from under me.  I was cumming too hard to be upset that she was gone.

   I found myself staring at a cock.  It didn't look like Ray's.

   It didn't taste like it, either.

   I sucked it for all I was worth as the cock in my cunt continued to
drive deeper and deeper.

   After several moments, I experienced something else I never had.

   The cock in my pussy and the cock in my mouth loosed their loads at the
same moment.  Two

   hoarse cries, two stiff bodies, two stiff cocks spewing jism into my
body.  My cunt, my mouth,

   were filled with warm passion.  I swallowed; I tightened my cunt,
draining them both.  They both

   withdrew, and I knelt there, gasping, moaning softly, feeling the jism
tickling from my drenched

   cunt, feeling it dripping down from my face.

   I felt hands on me, soft hands, strong hands.  I looked up, a bit
groggy, to see Ellen kneeling

   beside me, her eyes on fire.  Her hands were on me, pushing me gently,
and I submitted to her

   touch, stretching out on the floor.  I watched, utterly fascinated, as
she bent closer to me,

   watched as her mouth closed around my nipple.  My eyes closed, and so I
did not see that

   DeeDee, too, was now beside me.  I felt the warm wetness surround

   my other nipple as well, and I opened my eyes briefly to see them both
there, sucking at my

   breasts like infants.

   I felt hands on my thighs.

   I looked up through glassy eyes to see Tim kneeling between my legs. 
His cock was throbbing

   in his hand, and I felt my body preparing itself for his entry.  He
carefully inserted it inside me,

   and I closed my eyes once more and totally surrendered to the incredible
feelings.

   Women licking my breasts.  The cock of one of those woman's husband
buried deep within me.

   I groaned with total abandon.

   I came.  I came so hard.  I came so often.  I felt his cock jerking,
heard the sounds of a climaxing

   male, felt the warmth flooding my insides once more.  Ellen and DeeDee
were still working on

   my breasts.  The shrinking cock was removed, to be quickly replaced by
what I instantly

   recognized as a woman's tongue.  I was too helpless to look, but it had
to be Carol.

   The rest of the evening was a blur.  I climaxed; I caused others to
climax.  There was no shame,

   no embarrassment, no inhibitions at all.  We made love as if it was the
only thing in the world.

   And, to us, right then, it was.

   I lay there, my body limp.  I felt someone's fingers idly tracing a
pattern on my breast.  I smiled,

   my eyes remaining closed.  I didn't care who it was.  I enjoyed it.

   I don't know who stirred first.  It may have been Carol.  At least, she
was the first one I saw

   standing when we all started moving again.  We all looked at each other,
smiling.  There was no

   regret, no nagging doubts about what we had done.  We had satisfied each
other.  We had

   pleased each other.

   What more could one ask of one's friends?

   We drifted towards the bathrooms, showering, cleansing away the remains
of so much

   pleasure.  We dressed silently, without embarrassment, each of us still
thinking of our time

   together, wondering if it would happen again.  I paused, eyeing DeeDee's
breasts, and was

   rewarded by her happy smile and her hardening nipples.  She giggled and
said it was too late to

   start again.  We all laughed, players in a game, which had no losers.

   As we went to the door, Ray and Carol said goodbye to each of us.  Carol
kissed me, whispering

   that she hoped I enjoyed myself.  I could not reply, the memories still
too close, too intense.  I

   kissed her cheek and left, my head spinning.

   No one said a word about the episode in the weeks that followed, but I
know damn well it was

   on our minds constantly.

   Then, one Saturday evening, my phone rang.

   "Hello?"

   "Betty?" I recognized Carol's voice, and my pussy quickly moistened.

   "Yes", I said, my mouth suddenly dry.

   She said something else, but I do not know what.

   The next thing I knew, I was throwing things in a small suitcase.  I
tossed it in the back of my

   car and started driving.  I did not know where I was going.

   But I was not surprised to find myself pulling into Carol and Ray's
drive.  I got out, my steps

   light, my heart racing.

   Carol greeted me and showed me into the living room as Ray took my
suitcase.  In the living

   room, I paused.

   A young couple sat there, chatting idly.  They looked up at me as I came
in.  Carol introduced

   them as Larry and Nancy, one of the couples who could not make it - the
last time.

   I began to tremble as I realized what that meant.  Larry and Nancy saw
my expression change,

   saw my cheeks turn pink with anticipation.

   Ray came back in, and we all talked for a while.  I was dying to find
out if what I though was

   going to happen was really going to happen.  Then Carol turned to Nancy.

   "You enjoy sex, don't you?"

   Nancy flushed, and Larry looked embarrassed as well.

   Carol grinned at me as she stood.

   "Larry, would you come with me for a minute, please?"

   Puzzled, he stood up and followed Carol upstairs.

   Nancy looked at Ray and I curiously.

   Ray spoke quietly, and I found myself staring at that clock again.

   *** THE END ***
   RC