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Subject: The Trinity Trilogy - The Novel 01/14
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REPOST ttR01/14 The Trinity Trilogy: THE NOVEL  (mf,mff,ff,mfff,fff,etc)
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These stories contain sexual activity between adult human beings.  If this
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1: "In The Beginning"

[1977]   [tt1/1]


Judy and Candy were, like me, members of a science fiction club that met
once a month.  Judy was dark haired, with large brown eyes ("cow eyes", she
called them), and had a figure reminiscent of Marilyn Monroe, overweight by
today's standards, but an attractive figure; slender at the waist,
full-figured at the bust and hip, and just a hint of a belly.  Candy, a
bleached blonde but blue-eyed, was heavier, what some may call chubby.  Her
waist did not have the same curves as Judy's, but she was not what would be
called obese.

The two women, apparently self-conscious about their weight, generally wore
loose blouses buttoned high, revealing no cleavage, and long, loose skirts
which hid the size of their hips and thighs.  I do not recall ever seeing
either one of them wearing slacks or jeans.  Judy's hair was long, and
reached the small of her back.  Candy's hair was about shoulder-length.

Neither had a face that could be called beautiful, but neither was
unattractive.  The worst that could be said is that their features were
"plain".  They did not "paint on" their faces, but rather, their makeup was
light and natural; a little blush, some eye shadow, pink lipstick.
I'm stressing this, because they were not unattractive.  They just weren't
the typical raving beauties, beach bunnies or spokesmodels that are typically
talked about in this forum.

Me, I'm 5'11", about 180 pounds, male and bearded.  A little more hair on top
then than there is now.  The hair and eyes are brown.  I stopped comparing
genital size back in high school, but I guess I'm about average  or above in
that respect.  I wear glasses or sometimes contacts, nearsighted.  I have
been known to repair my eyeglasses with masking tape.

Judy, Candy and I often travelled to the club meetings together, since the
meeting place was some distance away from where we lived.  We also attended
the same science fiction conventions together with members of the club.

Whenever we talked, the two women were seemingly obsessed with talking about
sex.  Every conversation we had, whether it was originally concerned with
science fiction, or food, or garbage disposal, eventually turned around to a
discussion of sex.

Not that I was complaining about the conversations, but it had been a long
dry spell for me sexually.  I had been in a long-term relationship that had
gone bad, and I was alone or at work most of the time.  These weekend
get-togethers with fellow science fiction fans were about the only social
activity I had.  But these two ladies only wanted to talk about sex, and
considered me the way I did them.  Friends.  Or so I thought.

This particular evening's conversation was taking place in a car, on the way
back from a club meeting.  The two ladies were in the front seat, and I was
in the back.

Candy complained, "I just don't get it.  Why are men always having trouble
trying to get laid?  Some of the fanzines are always talking about it."

"It has been my observation," I said, "that most men in science fiction
fandom, myself included, are sort of geeky.  We wear glasses, we feel more
comfortable with computers and books than people, and our conversations
typically are centered around some esoteric discussion about some alien life
form from one science fiction novel or another.  In order to get laid, we
first must make contact with human beings in person, which is usually
uncomfortable to start with, and among the available females, still rare in
science fiction fandom, we have to search for a possible partner, beg for
sex, and take a lot of rejection.  On the other hand, a female who wants sex
only has to crook her finger at a male, and she gets laid."

The two women looked at each other and changed the subject.

When we arrived at my place, I invited them in for a cup of coffee.

Bear in mind, this was fifteen years back, when video tape recorders were
still rare.  I had one of the first models, a JVC VidStar.  My "collection"
was a stack of ten cassettes, stacked next to the recorder and television
set.  Video rental stores had not yet been invented, and pre-recorded
cassettes were few and far between.  My "collection" was pulled off the air,
or traded with friends who had cable.  A blank cassette in those days sold
for twenty bucks!

I excused myself for a few minutes to fix the coffee, and when I returned,
coffee mugs in hand, Judy had one of the cassettes in her hand.

"Deep Throat?"  She shyly held the cassette up. "You have porno movies?"

"Just that one," I replied.  "Matt B. in Birmingham got it from a hotel
pay-channel."

"Could we look at it?"

"If you like."

I switched on the tv and recorder, and loaded the cassette.  The film
started, and the girls watched the action intently.

"If her clit is in her throat," Candy observed, "why does she keep fingering
her pussy?"

"Don't get technical.  Just watch the movie!" Judy snapped.

"Ever notice that the men always come outside the woman?  If my auto mechanic
greased my car like that..."

"Candy, be quiet!"

When the movie was over, the girls just sat there.

"It's time for us to go," Candy said, finally.

"OK," Judy agreed, and they both went out the door.

I sat back down, rather disappointed.  I thought that perhaps watching the
movie would give them ideas.  But now I was left alone again.  I started to
the kitchen with the empty coffee mugs.

But there was a soft knock at the door.  Opening it, I was surprised to find
Judy.

"I left my purse," she said, and came in the door.  She went over to the
chair where she had been sitting.  Turning to me, she said, "Did you really
mean it when you said that all a woman who wants sex has to do is crook her
finger?"

"Absolutely.  Most men are always ready."

She crooked her finger at me.

It didn't take long for me to understand her.  I gathered her up in may arms,
and our lips met in a long kiss.

"It's been so long since I've had sex, and I'm sooo horny," she whispered.
"But Candy's in the car, and we don't have time right now."  She kissed me,
and her lips parted, and her sweet tongue went into my mouth.

My hands slipped down her back to her ass, and I got a nice feel of a soft,
warm backside.  I could feel that she was wearing just a pair of panties
under her long skirt.  I started to massage her asscheeks, working her skirt
up.

"Don't.." she gasped.  "We don't have time now.  Let me take Candy home, and
I'll come back."

She slipped from our embrace, and blowing me a kiss, ran out the front door.

It was a long and lonely half hour before there was a tap at my door.

I opened the door, and received a long, wet kiss.  Stumbling backwards, still
kissing, her tongue tracing patterns on the roof of my mouth, I managed to
close the door.

"Doesn't this apartment have a bedroom?" she finally gasped.

"This way," I mumbled, and holding her as closely as possible, we shuffled
down the short hallway and into the bedroom.  She started pulling at my shirt
buttons, and quickly had my shirt off, kissing my chest and nibbling at my
nipples.

"My turn," I said, and she lifted her arms over her head.  I pulled her
peasant blouse off over her head.  Her ample breasts were enclosed by a soft
white bra.  I reached behind her, and she giggled.

"It hooks in front."  She undid the clasp, and the cups fell away from her
tits, which stayed up, the nipples pointed out at me.  I hadn't noticed
before how full and firm they were, since she had always worn loose clothing,
usually buttoned high, without revealing any cleavage at all.  The nipples
were erect, and without further hesitation, I fell to my knees and holding
her tightly by the buns, I kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples.
Left then right then left then right.

She moaned deeply, and pushed me back.

As I watched, she unzipped the side of her long skirt, letting it drop to the
floor.  She stood before me now in just a pair of white panties.  I could see
a dark indication of pubic hair through the crotch of the panties.

"Turn out the lights," she said.  "The show is over.  It's action time now."

Don't let it be said I don't follow orders.  As I turned to switch off the
lights, she slipped into the bed and under the covers.  A moment of struggle
under the covers, and her hand slipped out and dropped her panties on the
floor.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Should I get a rubber?"

"No.  I'm on the pill.  Turn off the lights."

I switched off the lights, quickly slid out of my pants and slid in beside
her.

We lay in each other's arms, enjoying the warmth and long wet kisses.  Her
knee slipped between mine.  My hand caressed her breast, and I tweaked her
nipple.  Slowly, she pushed me onto my back.  Her hand slipped down to my
cock, now rock hard, and standing straight up.

She pulled the covers back and straddled my hips.  I could feel that my cock
was in the crack of her ass, pointing up at the small of her back.  Her tits,
swayed gently in their firmness above me.  I reached up with both hands and
rolled the nipples between my thumb and forefingers.  Her pussy, now
positioned just below my navel, was wet and the heat from it was
extraordinary.

"Are you ready?" she whispered hoarsely, "This is going to be different."

I could only nod.

Judy lifted herself up and back.  My penis slipped forward, and she caught it
between her pussy lips.  Then slowly, ever so slowly, she lowered herself
onto my shaft.  When she had absorbed its full length, she sat in that
position for a moment.

She was right.  It was different.

Not that I was that experienced in sex at that time.  Judy was, if I remember
correctly, only the third woman I slept with.  But I have not experienced the
sensation, from any other woman I have slept with, that Judy produced in me
that night.

Without moving her hips, she contracted the muscles in her vagina, in a
movement I can only describe as swallowing.  She was literally milking my
cock, and she wasn't even visibly moving!

I looked down at our crotches, joined as we were.  I could detect some
movement just in her lower abdomen, but the rest of her body was stock still.
My cock was on fire.

My eyes had adjusted to the small amount of light coming in through the
window.  Her white skin appeared blue in the streetlights.  My hands, never
having left her breasts, slipped down her body, and rested on her hips.

"Judy," I gasped.  "How..."

"Shhh," she hissed, and placed her hands on my shoulders.  "Relax."

I lay my head back on the pillow.  I gazed up at her face, my entire
concentration on the sensation in my cock as her pussy ate me.

She watched my face intently, with the slightest smile on her face.  As she
sensed that I was about to come, she slipped quickly off of me and lay again
beside me.  She reached down and pinched the end of my penis.  The
ejaculation impulse stopped, and she giggled.

"Don't come yet.  The evening is still young."

"Where did you learn that?" I finally gasped.

"My ex-husband taught yoga.  It's something he liked for me to do.  I just
haven't had much opportunity to use it lately.  It doesn't do much for me,
but he loved it."

"That was fantastic!"

Judy was blushing. I couldn't see it, but I could feel the heat of her face
even in the dark.  I kissed her tenderly.

"Now it's your turn," I whispered.  I kissed her lips for a moment, then
pushed her gently to her back, while I trailed kisses down her throat to her
tits and nipples.  Turning myself around as I moved down her body, I tongued
her navel, causing another giggle.

"Don't laugh at my hair down there," she giggled.  "Last month I thought it
might be fun to shave it."

As I reached her pubic mound with my mouth, I discovered what she meant.  Her
pubic hair was cut short, only about a quarter inch long.  I had seen their
darkness through her panties earlier, and could imagine what they looked like
now.  I rubbed my bearded chin against her mound, while my lips sought out
her clitoris between the wet lips of her cunny.

I found it, and wrapped my lips around it, and tickled it with my tongue.
Judy started breathing shallowly.  A gush of liquid came from her vagina, and
I breathed in the scent of her sweet femininity.  I adjusted my position, so
that I could slide my tongue down into her vagina.

I took long licks, from the front of her hot slit to the back, pausing to
tickle her clit or push my tongue as deep into her pussy as I could.  Judy
started moving under me, bucking her hips up and into my face.

I was now turned beside Judy, on my knees, with my feet toward her head, and
my head buried between her thighs.

She began to convulse, grasping my head between her legs, and grabbing my
hips, holding me close to her.  I held my breath as long as I could, tonguing
her clit as she came under me.

Finally, I could hold my breath no longer, and came up for air.  Her
convulsions were subsiding, and we just kept our positions for a moment,
holding each other.

After a few minutes, she pushed my hips over to the side, and sat up just
enough to reach my cock.

Taking the head of my cock between her lips, she slowly started to slide her
mouth down the length of it.

Either she learned something from Linda Lovelace, or she already knew about
deep throat, but she took all of my penis into her mouth, letting the tip her
tongue tickle the base of my cock.  She withdrew, and swirled her tongue
around my glans, and the tip of her tongue parted the pee-hole on the tip of
my penis.  I was beginning to be in ecstasy, as she pulled back.

"Please, Tom, come inside me."

I turned my body around by crawling around her hips, then up between her
legs, kissing her body as I crawled, from her crotch up to her navel and
breasts and lips.

As my cock reached her pussy, it slipped inside, as naturally as if it always
belonged there.  Knife and sheath.  Sword and buckler.  Male and female.

I lay on top of her, my weight resting on my knees and elbows, as we kissed,
long and deeply.  My penis, hard and pulsating, within her wet and hot pussy.
Slowly, I started to move my pelvis, trying not to disturb the kisses, or
change the amount of contact between our bodies, just moving my hips, sliding
my cock within her pussy like a mechanical fucking machine.

She moaned and the sound echoed into my mouth.  She started coming, and her
body pulsated.  Her pussy grabbed at my cock, and I started coming, too.  My
balls finally exploded, and the hot jism shot from me again and again into
her pussy.  When my explosion ended, her body convulsed one last time, and I
rolled us over to our sides, still holding her close, our limbs entangled,
and my penis still inside her.

I do not know how long we lay like that; I believe we both drifted into a
soft sleep.  I became aware that my erection was coming back, and I started
sleepily fucking her again.  She responded, slowly and sensually, equally
sleepily.  I did not come again, but drifted back to sleep.  I can remember
several times drifting into and out of sleep, and she was humping me, or I
was humping her.  It was a blissful time.

The first rays of dawn were coming in the window, and Judy slipped away from
me and gathered her clothing.

We kissed again, tenderly, at the door.

"We'll do this again," she said.  "I promise."

And she left.

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2: "The Devil in Miss Candy"

[1977]    [tt1/2]


It was the next Friday when Judy called me.

"What's the kind of tape that goes in your video recorder?" she asked.

"It's called VHS.  It's not the same as a Betamax tape," I said.  "Why do you
ask?"

"Oh, nothing..." she replied, teasingly.  May Candy and I come over tonight?"

"Of course," I said, then in a tone I meant to be seductive, "Wouldn't you
like to come by yourself?"

"Tom!  Behave yourself.  Candy is here now, and I thought we could spend some
time together."

"Whatever you like, Judy.  I'm easy," I said.

"I know.  That's what I like about you."  She hung up.


That evening, when I answered the knock at the door, Judy handed me a
videocassette.

"What is it?"  I asked

"_The Devil in Miss Jones_.  Have you seen it?" Judy said.

"No...  You want to start with the movie, or eat first?"

"Movie first, eat later.  Maybe."

Judy and Candy came on in.  Candy settled into my recliner chair, and Judy
sat on the sofa.  I put the tape in the machine and started it up, then sat
next to Judy on the couch.  I whispered to Judy, "Does Candy know about the
other night?"

Judy patted my hand and put a finger to her lips.  "Watch the movie."

I reached over and turned out the lamp, leaving the television the only light
in the room.  Judy snuggled up against me, and I slid toward her end of the
couch, leaving me in the center of the sofa, with her to my right.

As the movie progressed, Judy slipped her hand over my thigh, and slowly
moved it up until it pressed against my cock through my jeans.

At about halfway through the movie, Candy got up and said she needed to go to
the bathroom.  When she left the room, I turned to Judy and kissed her
briefly.  "Does Candy know or care about..." I started.

"She knows," Judy said.  "It's ok."  She kissed me.

Candy came back from the bathroom, but instead of sitting again in the
recliner, she sat on the other end of the sofa.  The movie continued.

I became aware, slowly, that as the movie wound on, that Candy had started
leaning toward me, until, near the end of the film, she and Judy had me
sandwiched between them.  The tape reached the end, and the recorder snapped
off.  The television went dark.  The room was dark, our eyes not adjusted
from watching the bright screen.  Neither Judy nor Candy moved for a moment,
then Candy reached over, grabbed my chin, turned my face toward her, and gave
me a long, deep, wet kiss.  Her tongue entered my mouth, and the tip danced
against mine.

My initial startle vanished as the kiss went on and on.  I heard Judy giggle.

Candy released the kiss, and I came up for air.  "What's going on?" I asked,
breathlessly.

Judy giggled.  "Candy has decided that it is time to end her cursed
virginity.  Guess who got elected?"  She whispered in my ear, "Don't worry
about condoms.  She's been on the pill for three months, now."

I was amazed.  Candy sat shyly, holding my hand.  Judy took charge.  She got
up from her end of the sofa, stepped around me, and perched on the edge of
the couch, next to Candy.  My eyes were now becoming used to the darkness,
and the light from the streetlight outside filtered through the curtains.
Judy started unbuttoning Candy's blouse, then took my free hand and placed it
inside.

Candy's body was warm, and I could feel her heart beating.  I slid my hand
down to her breast, pushing the cup of her bra aside, and took her nipple
between my fingers.  The nipple erected under my touch, extending into my
hand.  It felt like it was almost an inch long!

Judy finished unbuttoning Candy's blouse, and Candy lifted forward, tilting
her head back to be kissed.  I obliged, willingly.

As Candy leaned forward, Judy pulled Candy's blouse off, and unhooked her
bra.  She then slipped the bra off of each shoulder, and as Candy's arms
were freed, she reached around me in an embrace, pulling me closer to her,
and explored my mouth with her tongue.

My hands were exploring her boobs with those extraordinary nipples.  They
almost felt like miniature cocks, as if she had little hard-ons on her
breasts.  When Candy broke our kiss, I slid off of the sofa, to my knees on
the floor and paid particular oral attention to her breasts.

As I said before, Candy is heavier than Judy.  Her breasts were large, but
somewhat flabby without the support of her bra.  But those amazing nipples
kept my attention.

As I sucked on her nipples, Candy adjusted herself on the sofa, putting a
knee on each side of my body, so that I knelt between her opened thighs.
Judy, watching me enjoy Candy's tits, stroked Candy's hair, and kissed her
lightly on the forehead.

I reluctantly left Candy's nipples and started kissing Candy's ample breasts,
lifting each one gently, lightly licking the underside.  Candy moaned.  I
moved farther down, kissing Candy's belly, as my hands stayed with her tits,
twisting her nipples between my thumb and forefingers.

I slid my hands slowly down Candy's body, past her hips, and down her legs to
the hem of her skirt.  Slipping my hands under the hem of her skirt, I
started up her legs with my hands.  As I moved up her legs, I returned my
attention to her breasts, alternating sucking on her nipples.

My hands reached Candy's hips, just under the gathered fabric under the
beltline of her skirt.  To my surprise, she wasn't wearing any panties at
all.  I leaned into her, burying my face between her breasts, and reaching
behind her under her skirt, to grab a handful of soft ass.

Judy moved behind me, and hugged the both of us, then kissed Candy's
forehead, and Candy kissed mine.  We held that position for several minutes.
I could still feel Candy's heart beating strongly.  Was it evidence of fear
or anticipation?

Judy suggested we move into the bedroom.  We slowly untangled, and Judy led
the way down the short hallway, taking one of my hands, while I took Candy's
hand with the other.

Reaching the bedroom, Candy stood still while I kissed her, our tongues
jousting between our lips.  Judy unhooked Candy's skirt, and dropped it to
the floor.  Under Judy's guidance, Candy stepped backward to the bed, sat
down on the edge, then broke our kiss as she lay back on the bed.  I dropped
to my knees beside the bed between her thighs.  Judy placed Candy's feet up
on my shoulders, and I moved my face into Candy's crotch.

Candy's pubic hair was long, dark and curly, but a little sparse.  She did
not bleach her hair down there.  It was wet with her juices, but her outer
lips were not yet extended and open.  She separated her knees, with her feet
on my shoulders, and the slit opened a little.  I touched my tongue to the
top of her slit, and worked it down into the folds of the hood over her clit.
Candy started to moan softly, and her feet on my shoulders started to quiver.

While I stroked her clit with my tongue, I brought my hand under my chin and
used my fingers under my chin to stroke her labial lips, working the
lubricating juices from her pussy over my hand, and soaking my beard with it.
I could feel the labia separate and her vagina open as Candy relaxed.  I was
able to work my index finger into Candy's vagina, and started moving it in
and out, as she started to breathe heavily.  I pressed in and then up,
searching for the spot that had driven my ex-fiancee nuts.  I didn't get a
similar response from Candy, so I started to finger-fuck her while my tongue
was busy with her clitoris.  I could just touch her hymen with my fingertip.
One by one I added fingers, until I was using three fingers to fuck her.  The
scent from her pussy was different from Judy's, but pleasant.

While I was giving my full attention to Candy, Judy was carefully undressing
me.  She unbuttoned my shirt, then, lifting each of Candy's feet, slipped it
off my back.  She then, from behind, unfastened my belt and unbuttoned my
jeans.  I had to straighten up a bit and move my knees farther away from the
bed to give her enough room to unzip my jeans, and pull them off of me, but I
did not stop giving my full attention to Candy's pussy.

And Candy's pussy was practically purring.

She was lubricating freely, and her juices were running out of her vagina,
flowing down her crack over her anus, and between the cheeks of her ass.
While I slipped three fingers into her pussy, I slipped my little finger,
lubricated with her juices, into her asshole up to the second knuckle.

Judy, still clothed, lay down on the floor, and inched her way between the
bed and my crotch.  She took my erection into her mouth.  It was more of an
effort to lubricate me than to excite me, but I loved the feel of her mouth
on my dick.

Candy's breathing became shallow, and her moans turned to short grunts.  Then
I felt her pussy contract on my finger.  She moaned, and said softly, "oh,
god.... oh god..."

Candy's feet slipped off my shoulders, and she caught my head between her
thighs.

Judy slipped my cock out of her mouth, and whispered, "Its all yours, now,
Tom.  Take it from here."  Then she left the room.  I heard the reclining
chair squeak in the front room as she sat down.

I pulled back from Candy's crotch, and stood up.  Candy's legs dropped off
the side of the bed.  I reached down, grabbed both legs, and turned Candy
into the bed.  Candy was still glassy from her orgasm (her first? her first
with help?), but was able to assist in moving her body into the center of the
bed.

I crouched over her, and she opened her legs, and reached her arms up around
my neck.

I put the head of my prick at the opening of her vagina, then allowed her to
pull me toward her.

"Go slowly," she muttered.

"If it hurts, tell me.  I'll stop," I whispered.

I slowly slid the head of my penis into her tight, sopping pussy.  Judy had
lubricated my penis with her saliva as she deep throated me, and Candy was so
wet that I had little trouble sliding into her.  However, after I had about
two inches of my penis into her, I met resistance.  Her hymen.  Evidence of
her virginity.  I pulled back a little.

I kissed Candy's lips, and she opened her mouth.  I put my tongue deep into
her mouth and tickled the roof of her mouth.  Then I bucked my hips, there
was a little pop, and I was through her hymen, and my penis was all the way
in her, up to the balls.  The interior walls of her vagina were tight, and
held my penis firmly, despite the lubricating wetness.

One sound of surprise was all she uttered.  She started returning my kiss in
earnest now, forcing my tongue back with hers, and pushing her tongue into my
mouth.  We traded tongue pushes, while I slowly started a rocking motion with
my hips.  She was still tight, but slowly, her vagina released
its tension, and movement became easier.  Finally, I was able to make full
strokes, pulling my penis almost completely out of her, and then all the way
to the hilt again.

Candy started breathing heavily again, and I was becoming breathless myself.
She broke our kiss, tilted her head back, and arched her back.  "Ahhh!  Ahhh!
Oh!  Ahhh!" she exclaimed, then with a breath, "Oh god!"  Her pussy
convulsed, and grabbed my penis.

I came then, too.  It seemed like gallons.  I filled her full and then some.
Then, exhausted with ejaculation, I draped myself over her.  She paused a
moment, then rolled the both of us onto our sides.  We lay there, tangled in
arms and legs, catching our breath.

Lying there in the quiet, in the dark, with this soft, warm woman in my arms,
I could hear all through the apartment.  The alarm clock whirred behind me,
there was a tugboat with barges on the river sounding its whistle.  Candy,
beside me, with her shoulder tucked into my armpit, and her head on my
shoulder, was breathing evenly and quietly, sleeping lightly.  I had a chance
to think.

Why was it she was here...with me...and not somewhere else?  Of course, it
was her weight problem.  She, for all the wiseacre talk she did about sex in
our endless conversations about it, had been a virgin until tonight because
no one wanted her...because she was fat.  Or perceived herself as being fat,
or unlovable.  But her she was.  She was soft, she was sensual, she was sexy.

And Judy.  Why Judy?  She had been married before, to someone who taught her
enough yoga to satisfy himself sexually with no effort on his part, but had
treated her unkindly enough that she left him.  Or he left her.  I didn't
know which.  Didn't care which.

My reverie was interrupted by Judy, who came into the room.  She slipped into
the bed on my other side and pulled the covers over us.  I put my arm around
her.  She was naked, and her skin was soft and warm.  I tried to caress her
breast, but she stopped me.  "No, this is Candy's night.  Let's just sleep."
She tucked herself under my arm, and settled in for the night.

=============================================================================

3: "Breakfast"

[1977]   [tt1/3]


The next morning, I awoke alone in the bed.  I heard sounds in the kitchen,
and stumbled, naked, out of the bedroom to the bathroom first to pee, and
then down the hall to the kitchen.

There, also naked, were Judy and Candy.  Well, almost naked.  Candy had a
towel tied around her neck, draped over her breasts, and falling almost to
her pubic hair.

"Never fry bacon in the nude," she said, winking.

"Sit, Tom," said Judy, placing a large plate of bacon, eggs and toast in
front of me.  "Eat up.  I think you're going to need your strength."

I ate, and admired the view.  Despite the fact that both women were what
might be termed overweight, they both had the womanly curves that turned my
head.

Judy looked at my lap as she poured a cup of coffee for me.  "I see that
Little Tommy is up and looking around."

I looked down.  Sure enough, my penis had awakened, and was now standing at
about half mast.

"I have a question," I said, "If you two are going to parade around nude in
the daylight, why did you insist on lovemaking in the dark?"

Candy smiled, removing the towel, "Lovemaking is done as the most intimate
thing between two people.  It does not need the sense of sight; just sound,
touch and smell."

"And taste!" Judy added.

"But we are not lovemaking now," Candy continued, "We are exploring each
other, and what better way than to show ourselves for what we are.  We all
put on shells -- clothes of various kinds -- both physical and otherwise.  My
nudity now is not for sensuality.  It's not to try to seduce, or to win you
over.  You are, in a real and physical way, a part of me, and of Judy. And we
are a part of you."

Judy smiled and passed me the cream.  "Of course, you are free to see other
women, just as we are free to see other men.  This intimacy is a new part of
our friendship.  I hope that we can continue to enjoy each other's company
for a long time.  Now eat.  Then shower."  She grinned at Candy. "We have
plans."

I ate.  When I was finished with my breakfast, I headed for the bathroom.  I
was rushing through a shower, when I heard the bathroom door open.  The edge
of the shower curtain opened, and Judy asked "Want some company?"

Judy stepped into the tub and into my arms.  She kissed me, then said, "You
were great to Candy last night."

I wasn't sure what to say.  I fumbled out "It was my pleasure."

Judy giggled.  We started stroking each other's bodies under the shower
spray.  I twisted Judy's nipples and she played with my cock.  We were so
engrossed in each other that we didn't notice the bathroom door opening
again, and were startled to hear Candy's voice outside the shower curtain.
"Room for one more?"

The shower was a standard size bathtub, with a curtain and a single shower
head.  If I ever build a house, the shower will be much bigger.  The three of
us in the shower together was a tight fit.  But we rubbed each other's
bodies, and giggled, and laughed, and got thoroughly wet.  And the hot water
ran out.

As the cold water started, the girls scrambled out of the tub, and I was not
far behind.  We toweled each other off, and tumbled, laughing into the
bedroom.

Judy and Candy, while I was in the shower by myself, had taken spare sheets
from the closet, and spread them on the floor.  The girls lay me down on the
floor, and started kissing me all over.

Judy worked her way down to my penis, while Candy worked her way up to my
head.  Candy kissed my lips, then put her tongue deep into my mouth.  Judy
started kissing my balls, and slipped her hand around my hips and put her
fingers between my ass cheeks.

Candy broke our kiss, and leaned forward, dropping one of her large, soft
breasts on my face.  The long nipple stuck into my mouth, and I fastened to
it, sucking hungrily.  Candy moaned.

Judy started licking the underside of my penis, from the base to the tip.
She crawled over my leg, and knelt between my thighs.  She lifted my knees,
to allow her better access to my cock.

Candy switched breasts to give equal time, and I did not complain.  I reached
up and took Candy by the waist, and guided her to straddle my body.  Her
knees were now under my arms, and she was leaning forward so that I could
suck on her nipples.

Judy looked up from my cock into Candy's open asshole and pussy.  She
giggled, then reached up and tenderly stroked Candy's slit.  "She's very wet,
Tom."

I pulled my arms in to my body, between Candy's thighs, and Candy inched
forward, bringing her pussy over my head.  When she had moved far enough, she
sat back, bringing her pussy directly onto my mouth.  I quickly found her
hooded clit with my tongue, and started tickling her clit with the tip of my
tongue.  "Ah, yes," whispered Candy.  Judy was right.  Candy was wet, and her
juices ran down my chin though my beard.

Judy pushed my heels toward my ass, bringing my hips forward, and allowing
her to reach my anus.  She ran her tongue along the ridge between my ball sac
and asshole, then swirled her tongue around my anus.  Then I felt her finger
start to enter my asshole, slowly and deliberately.  Judy kept moving her
tongue around between my balls and asshole, and her finger kept moving in.

Candy started grinding her hips against my face, bringing her pussy forward,
so that I was able to push my tongue deep into her vagina.  I tasted her
sweet, salty juices, and drank deeply at her well.  Tilting my head back, I
found her clit again, and fastening my lips around it, started a rhythmic
sucking.  I felt Candy shudder after a few moments, and a gush of liquid
flowed from her vagina down my chin.  "Ummmmmmmmm, yessss" she whispered.
"Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh." Then there was a major convulsion, and she fell forward
onto her hands and knees, lifting her pussy from my face, but clamping my
head between her knees.

Candy panted there for a moment, then rolled away.  She immediately turned,
and while kissing me, rubbed her juices out of my beard.

Judy, kissing my balls, still had her finger in my asshole.  She pushed
upward, finding my prostate gland, and pressed gently against it.  I could
feel my cock swell as the pressure increased.

Candy broke our kiss, and watched interestedly as my cock bobbed up and down
with Judy's ministrations.  Finally, she could bear it no longer, and she
crawled over my body to reach my cock, dragging her nipples across my chest
and belly.

Candy caught my penis between her lips and sucked gently on the end of it.
Judy sat back, one finger still massaging my prostate.  Candy moved off of my
body to one side, her mouth remaining on the end of my cock.

Judy slowly withdrew her finger, and moved to my other side, while I dropped
my knees to the floor.  Candy kept moving around, ending up between my legs.
Judy wanted to watch Candy's first blowjob, so she was facing my cock as she
straddled my face, dropping her sweet pussy onto my mouth.  I started licking
her clitoris, then she lowered her body a bit, and I was able to put my
tongue deep into her vagina, while diddling her clit with my chin.

For a first timer, Candy was learning quickly.  Her tongue swirled around the
head of my penis, as she slowly took more of its length into her mouth.  She
started a bobbing motion, and with each bob she took a longer stroke, until
she reached the point she could take no more of its length.

Judy was wet, too.  Her juices were running freely down my nose and cheeks,
and I was starting to have a little trouble breathing.  I motioned to Judy to
slide over, and she slid off to one side, lying on her side.  She lifted her
leg, putting the foot on her upper leg behind the knee of the lower, opening
up her crotch area.  I lay my head on her lower thigh, and went back to
tonguing her clit.  I could now also reach her breasts with my hands, and I
toyed with her nipples.  I could hear her happy little moans as she came
closer to climax.

Candy's ministrations to my penis were not going unnoticed, either.  I was
getting close to climax myself, and my back started to arch involuntarily.
Judy noticed this, and pulled Candy away from her candy and pinched the end
of my penis.  The maneuver worked, and my orgasm was delayed.  Judy's
breathing became very heavy, and I fastened my lips to her clit and started
sucking, tickling the tip of her clit with the tip of my tongue.  I heard
Judy give a sharp intake of breath, and I felt the contractions start within
her.  "Mmmmmmmm.... ahhhh," she breathed, "yes...yes... ahhh."

She fell away from me, arching her back, and stretching her arms over her
head.  Candy watched, then her attention was drawn back to my penis, still
erect, and unsatisfied.  Candy started back to suck on it again, when Judy
sat up and stopped her.

Judy straddled my hips, raised herself a bit until her pussy lips caught the
end of my penis, then lowered herself onto my shaft.

She started her yoga trick again, and my body went mad.  I arched my back,
trying to get my penis even farther into her.  Then I exploded.  My balls
pumped load after load of jism into Judy's accommodating pussy.  Candy
watched in fascination, since all that was evident to her was that I was
coming.  She didn't see the small motion in Judy's abdomen, and of course
could not feel the sensations of being inside Judy's wondrous swallowing
vagina.

Judy lifted off of my diminishing shaft, and lay on one side of me, while
Candy took her place to the other side.  We lay there in the afterglow of sex
for a time, catching our breaths, recovering.

I glanced from glowing face to glowing face, but kept catching glimpses of
Judy looking down the lengths of our bodies.

I suddenly realized that my penis was beginning to become erect again.  I
followed Judy's eyes, and she was watching my penis start to rise.  As it
stuck straight up again (ah, to be young again!), Judy said, "Time for the
second round!"

Judy got up and left the room.  Candy reached down and took my cock in her
hand.  "Is it my imagination," she asked, "or does this thing keep getting
bigger?"

She sat up, leaned forward, and drew the tip of my penis into her mouth.  She
withdrew it briefly and said, "Not my imagination," and put her mouth back on
my dick, swirling her tongue across the top of my glans.

Judy returned, with one hand behind her back.  "Did you ever see the movie,
The Last Tango in Paris?"

She brought her hand around front, and she had a tub of Parkay spread in her
hand.  I started to laugh, and Candy said "What?  What?"

Judy giggled.  "You haven't seen the movie, have you, Candy?"

"No."

"Don't worry, you'll like it."  Judy knelt down beside Candy. "Now, just roll
over on your belly."

Candy rolled over, and Judy motioned her to pull her knees under her and to
lift her ass.  The position pulled her ass cheeks apart, revealing her pink
little asshole.

Judy opened the tub of margarine, and got a dollop of the yellow stuff on two
fingers.  She rubbed the margarine over Candy's asshole, and as the margarine
melted, started working her fingers into Candy's anus.

Judy got more margarine, and pressed it into Candy's ass.  "Candy, just
relax.  Relax."  Judy pressed her finger deep into Candy's tight asshole,
pushing the butter deeper.  As she pulled her finger out, she joined a second
finger to the first, and pushed the two fingers into her hole.  Then a third
finger.

While she fingered Candy's ass, she got more margarine in her other hand, and
reached over to my cock.  That stuff was cold!  But it warmed quickly in her
hand and on my cock, as she rubbed it over the full length of my penis.

Judy winked at me, and I moved into position behind Candy's ass.  I placed
the tip of my penis at the opening of her asshole, and pressed forward.  My
penis slipped easily into the hot, buttered hole.  As I entered her, Candy
raised her head and shoulders from the floor, until she was in an all-fours
position.  I started stroking, easily moving in and out with the greasy
lubrication of the margarine.  Candy's asshole was even tighter than her
virgin pussy was.  It didn't take long for me to get close to orgasm.  I
looked at Judy, to see if she thought it was ok.  Judy was smearing butter on
her asshole, and she grinned at me.  So I pulled out of Candy, and Judy
pinched my cock.

Candy slid forward, rolling over on her side, to watch as Judy took the four
point stance, and I positioned myself behind her.  My cock slid easily into
Judy's asshole, too.  Butter was a better lubricant than I had thought, or
imagined, when Marlon Brando used it in Last Tango.  That girl had not seemed
to enjoy the experience, but my girls were in ecstasy.  I pumped in and out
of Judy's tight sphincter, until I was ready to come.  I moaned a little, and
Judy pulled forward, jerking me out of her ass.  She pinched my dick.  "Go
back to Candy," she gasped.  Candy rolled over on her back, and lifted her
legs up.

"Take my ass from the front," she said, "I want to see you come."

I lifted her legs up over my shoulders, pulling her hips from the floor.  I
slid my buttered dick into her asshole, and started a rhythmic pumping.  It
wasn't long before I was back to near orgasm.  I grabbed Candy's hips and
thrust forward, and emptied myself deep into her rectum.

"You turn all red in the face when you come," laughed Candy.

I rolled over, exhausted, between the two girls.  They rolled over to my
sides, and we slept.

An hour later we awoke.  "Do you think the water's hot again?" Candy asked.

"Let's see.  Race you to the shower!"  Judy shouted, as we scrambled off the
floor to the bathroom.

The water was hot again, and we soaped off the remains of the margarine and
sex juices.  After toweling off, we slipped into the bed, one on each side of
me, and played pinch and tickle.  We joked, we giggled, we teased and
laughed, and lay quietly together, caressing and tickling, and becoming
familiar with every square inch of each other's bodies.

The old commercial "butter", "butter", "Parkay" will never mean the same.

=============================================================================

4: "Judy in Disguise"

[1977]    [tt1/4]


The knock at the door was not a surprise.  I had been expecting one or the
other of my two lovers.  What I found when I opened the door was the
surprise.

A trench-coat, topped by a wide brimmed hat and sunglasses (it was dark out)
greeted me.

"Are you Tom?" the deep voice rumbled.

"Yes..."

"May I come in?"

"Sure.  I let the trench coat in, but kept an eye on it, keeping myself
between it and the door.  I pushed the door closed.

The trenchcoat dropped a cassette recorder on the small coffee table, and
pushed the "play" button.

The unmistakable strains of "The Stripper" bagan.

With its back to me, the trenchcoat began to open.  To the beat of the music,
the trenchcoat began to drop slowly.  I saw a bare shoulder, then a filmy
negligee.

The trenchcoat dropped on the floor.  The woman wearing it danced to the
music, removing the hat, then the glasses, and turned around.

As I had guessed, and you probably have as well, it was Judy.

She continued the dance, lowering the shoulder straps on her negligee,
dropping the top below her ample breasts.  Her tits jiggled as she danced
around me.  The negligee fell to her knees, and she kicked out one leg, and
picked up the silky garment with one foot.  She draped the negligee around my
neck.

She was now dressed only in a pair of red silk panties, trimmed in lace.  The
crotch area in front was lace, and I could see the dark pubic area.

The music ended on the cassette, but she must have recorded it over again,
because the same song started up again.

Continuing to dance, she teasingly opened my shirt buttons, and ran her hands
inside, tickling my back.  I grabbed an opportunity to nuzzle her neck, but
she pulled away.

She danced over to the coffee table, and setting the recorder on the floor,
sat on the edge of the table.  She leaned backwards, supporting herself on
her hands behind her, and lifted her knees.

The fabric of her panties parted between her thighs.  Crotchless panties!
Her pink pussylips peeked out at me from behind the lace.

My cock practically sprang out from my pants involuntarily.

She rolled off of the table, dancing around me again.  From behind me, she
reached around and unbuttoned my trousers, and unzipped my fly.  My pants
dropped to my feet, and I stepped out of them.  She pulled my shirt back over
my shoulders, and I slipped out of it.  Now I was standing in my underwear.

Judy was still behind me, and she reached inside my briefs, freeing my cock
from its bonds.  She stroked the length of my cock, then stripped off my
briefs.

She moved in front of me, and grabbing hold of my cock, pulled me toward the
bedroom, like a child with a new pull-toy.


She lay back on the edge of the bed, and I knelt beside the bed.  She lifted
her knees, and put her feet on top of my shoulders.  I put my tongue on the
clit end of her pussy, and worked my way through the crotchless panties' lace
to the warmth and wetness within.

Judy moaned as my tongue found her clit.  She separated her knees further,
pivoting her feet on my shoulders.  I reached up under my chin and slipped an
inquisitive finger into her wet pussy.  I pushed one finger to the upper part
of her vagina, just behind her pubic bone.  Judy jumped, and clamped her
pussy down on my finger.

"Don't you dare move that!" She hissed through clenched teeth.

I sucked hard on her clit as I vibrated my fingertip in place.  I felt her
wetness increase, and if I thought her pussy couldn't get any hotter, I was
wrong.

"Jeeezzzzzussssss!" she finally hissed, "Ooooooohhhhhhhmigaaaaaaawwwdddd!"

Her body began bucking, and I had to hold on tightly to keep my tongue on her
clit, and my finger in place.

Finally slowing, she dropped her feet off my shoulders and grabbed my ears,
pulling me up and over her.

"Fuck me!" she pleaded, "Fuck me hard. Fuck me fast. Fuck me. Fuck me NOW!"

I fucked her.

My penis slipped quickly into her hot, wet pussy.  I was still standing, and
I used my leverage to start hard, deep thrusts into her cunt.  Her body
started shaking, and her breasts were quivering.  Her breathing was shallow
and fast.

She started a keening sound, a whimpering, a high-pitched whine; like a
falling anvil in the cartoons; like a falling airplane; like a... like a...

Like a bomb.

Judy exploded.

With a loud "AAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHHHHH!", Judy thrashed on the bed, still
impaled on my cock.

I started to pull out, but Judy wrapped her legs around my hips, holding me
in place.  Her shaking started to slow, and I started to slowly move my hips
in a circular motion.  She released her hold a bit, and I started a slow,
even, mechanical motion in and out.  She clamped down her pussy, making her
taut pussy even tighter.

I started to come.  As I did, I fell forward on her, driving my cock as far
into her as possible, emptying myself within her.

We collapsed upon each other, struggling to a lying position on the bed.

"I don't know who got hotter with the striptease," she said later, "you or
me."

"I'm not sure either.  Would you like to try again?"

"Yes, but not for a time.  It'll take me a while to recover from that one."

I guessed that Candy would be making the next few visits.  I was right.

=============================================================================

5: "Candy is Dandy, but ..."

[1977]    [tt1/5]


It became a game after awhile.  I would guess beforehand which of the two
girls would come by the apartment to spend the night; there did not seem to
be a pattern, and it was a tossup.

Tonight, which would it be?  Judy or Candy?  I guessed Judy.  I was wrong.

Candy grinned at me when I opened the door.

No sooner had she come in and I had closed the door than Candy had her arms
around me, and her hands on my ass.  We kissed deeply, standing just inside
the front door.  Her breath was sweet and fresh, and her tongue pushed deeply
into my mouth.

We finally broke our kiss, and she whispered, "I've been waiting all day for
this.  I'm sooo horny!"

"Same here," I agreed.

She reached in front of us, and began unbuttoning my jeans.  She got the
waistband open, and plunged her hand inside, stroking my erecting cock, as
she moved lower to cup my testicles.  With one finger, she pressed the
sensitive area between my scrotum and asshole.

I started to nibble at her neck, while I fumbled with her blouse, pulling it
loose from her skirt, and reaching up inside.

Surprisingly, she was not wearing a bra.

For those who missed the earlier stories, Candy was somewhat overweight.  She
had started losing a little weight recently, but her breasts were large and
somewhat sagging.  I had not known her to go bra-less, except when nude,
because she didn't like the swinging motion of her loose breasts under her
clothing.

I found her nipples, those glorious, long nipples, and twisted them in my
fingers.  They erected in my hands.

Candy moaned.  I turned out the lights, and led Candy back toward the
bedroom.

We left the lights out in the bedroom.  There was some light from the
streetlight outdoors filtering through the curtains, turning the room a dim
blue.

I saw Candy take something from her purse and put it in the bookshelf at the
head of the bed.  Then I helped her off with her blouse and skirt.  She also
was not wearing panties.  Yes, this girl was horny!

I shucked off my jeans and shirt, and we crawled into bed together.

Shirley MacLaine described being in bed with Jack Nicholson as being a zoftig
experience.  I knew what she meant.

Being in bed with Candy could be a zoftig experience, too.  As we lay there
together, kissing and exploring each other's bodies, Candy took over.  She
kissed her way down my body, turning her body as she went.  As she reached my
cock with her mouth, she took about half it's length into her mouth.  She
rubbed her tongue up and down the top of my penis.  Then she started a fast
bobbing motion.

After a few moments, I stopped her.

She took me out of her mouth, turned her head and looked up at me.

"What's the rush?" I whispered.  "Slowly, slowly."  I reached over to her
hips, and pulled her hips over my head.  With a pillow under my head, I could
reach her pussy.  "Like this."

I slowly ran my tongue down the length of her labia, ending at the clit end.
Slowly, gently, I worked my tongue under the hood of her clit, and found the
sensitive nubbin.

I rolled her clit over with my tongue, slowly.

She got the idea, and slipped the tip of my cock back into her mouth.  She
slowly worked her tongue around my glans.  Between licks, she slowly stroked
the length of my cock with her hand.

Much better.  Honey started oozing from her crack, and running down my face.
I left her clit briefly, to stick my tongue as far as it would go up into her
pussy.  I drank in her sweet juices, and then returned to work on her clit.

I felt my balls start to tighten.  Candy had one hand cupping my balls, and
when she felt the motion, she raised her head from my cock, allowing me to
keep tonguing her.

"MMmmmmmm", she moaned, "Yes, yes, that's it."  She arched her back, pushing
her pubic mound into my chin.

"Ahhhhhh!  Ahhhhhh!"  I felt her contractions begin, as a large squirt of
honey doused my nose and face.

She rolled off, and turned her body around, straddling my belly, and sitting
up.  In the blue light, I saw her large breasts, with her long, erect nipples
pointed down.  I reached my hands up and took hold of her nipples, lifting
her breasts.  I stroked her nipples, and Candy started to grind her pubis
into my stomach.

She raised her body up and back, snaring the end of my penis with her vaginal
lips.  She hovered a moment, with just the tip of my member inside her, then
slowly settled down, taking its full length into her vagina.  She sat still
for a moment, then, leaning forward, brushing my chest with her nipples,
started a slow, even thrust.

I started moving my hips with her, going up as she came down.  The base of my
cock rubbing against her hooded clit on each stroke.

"I'm going to come again!" she whispered, "Ah! Ah! Ahhhhh!"

I felt her contractions begin again, this time with my penis.  This was
enough to push me over the edge.

I grabbed her and held her tightly to me, as I pushed deeply into her pussy.
I started to ejaculate, pumping her full.

She kept my penis inside her as she straightened her legs out and lay on top
of me.  We held each other tightly, and keeping us united in this way, she
rolled to her right, pulling me over on my left side.

"I want you inside me forever," she murmured, and drifted into a light sleep.

Gently, I pulled a sheet over us, and drifted into a light sleep myself.

Some time later, still inside her, I found myself with a full erection again.
I rolled us over on her back, with me on top.  I started stroking again,
gently and evenly.

Candy opened her eyes.  "That's how I want to wake up!"

Her eyes rolled back in her head.  I started to feel her contractions again;
this woman was quick to come!

I started coming again, too, pumping another load into her hot and sticky
pussy.

I kissed her gently, and rolled over.  She nestled under my arm.  "Let me
know when you are ready again."

It wasn't long.  Ah, to be young again.  When she felt my erection arise, she
excused herself to the bathroom.

She came back with a warm, wet cloth, and washed her juices from my face and
crotch.  She had rinsed herself off during her bathroom visit.  She dropped
the cloth to the floor, and reached for the headboard.  She opened the tube,
and I felt a cold wetness on my penis.

I must have jumped, because she said "Easy now, big fella.  Down, boy!"

She smoothed the jelly over my penis, giving it a full, thick coat.  Then she
reached around herself, and smeared some over her asshole.

She got back into the bed, and straddled my belly.  She grabbed my hands, and
directed me to put my fingers into her pussy, which I gladly did.

She raised her body up, and my lubricated penis fell in between her
asscheeks.  She reached under her, and held the tip of my penis to her
asshole.

Breathing deeply, she lowered herself onto my greased shaft.  Her anus was
tight, but the greasing of the k.y. jelly allowed her to take the full length
of my dick into her ass.  She contracted her sphincter muscle playfully.

She leaned backwards a bit, perhaps to ease pressure, and straightened her
legs.  She put her arms behind her to support her.

I started to stroke her pussy with my fingers, my thumb resting steadily on
her clit hood.

"I feel so full," she sighed.

She started to lower herself to her back, as I started to sit up.  Without
removing my penis from her rectum, we moved to a semi-missionary position.  I
started to slide my penis in and out of her ass, while continuing to stroke
her cunt with my hands.

"Yes, yes." she panted.  "Ah!  Ah!  Ah!"

She raised her hips a bit.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!  Ahhhhhhhhh!"  She came.  The contractions in her pussy
transferred into the other channel as well.  She tightened her sphincter to
hold me inside while she came.

"Now come inside me," she huffed, "Come inside my ass!"

I pumped a few more times inside her hot ass, and I started to come.  The
tightness of her asshole prevented every ejaculation from leaving my body,
and I felt a strange sensation as some of my come backed up into my balls.

I pulled out, and Candy reached down, retrieving the damp cloth, now cold.

She wiped us both off, then she nestled in beside me.

"That _might_ keep me for a while," she muttered, and we went into a deep,
satisfied sleep.

=============================================================================

6: "Buck Nekkid"

[1977]  [tt2/19] (was originally part of "Flashback")


It was a weekend, in my apartment, just after Judy and Candy started their
first visits.  This particular weekend, they were both staying at my place.
We had started going around nude in the house, since it was easier than
constantly putting on clothes and taking them off.

Candy had stirred first that morning, and I woke to find my morning erection
firmly held between Candy's lips.  She was swirling her tongue around and
around the head of my cock.

As I lifted my head to look down at her, the morning sun glinting through the
curtained window, she looked up at me and smiled without removing my member
from her mouth.  She winked, and went back to her tongue swirling.

Judy was still snoring on my other side, as Candy bobbed her head up and down
over my crotch.  I finally reached down and put my hand on Candy's head to
slow her down.

She looked up at me and nodded.  She wiggled her bottom around, and slid into
a sixty-nine position over me.  She put her hips over my head, and I plunged
my tongue deep into her waiting pussy, then further down under her clitoral
hood to tickle her clit.

Judy woke up as she was pushed to the side.  She lay there and watched Candy
pump my cock in and out of her lips as her fanny jiggled with the motion of
my tongue and chin.

Finally, she moved around between my legs, and cupped my scrotum in one hand,
and reached a finger of her other hand a little lower, and pushed the 'golden
spot' between my scrotum and anus; applying pressure to my prostate gland.

My cock jumped in Candy's mouth.  She lifted her head and smiled at Judy.
Judy bent forward and whispered something in Candy's ear.

Candy gathered her legs under her at the sides of my head, then sat up, and I
continued to move my tongue around her clit and pussy lips.

Judy bent forward and applied her full lips to my cock, swirling her tongue
around the glans, hooking her front teeth over the flange on the top of my
penis.

Candy was almost ready to climax, judging from the amount of her juices
running down my face.  Sure enough, within moments, she was quivering, and
clamped my head between her legs.  She arched her back, moaning
"mmmmmmmnnnnnggghhhh".

She rolled off my face and slid off the bed.  She kissed my lips gently, and
licked some of her own juices from my face.

"I'm going to take a shower," she grinned.  She left the bedroom, and moments
later, I heard the shower start.

Judy was still working hard on my cock.  I sat up and pulled her face up to
mine for a kiss.  I held her close, then lay back, pulling her body over
mine.  I rolled us over, so Judy was on her back.  I kissed my way down her
body, pausing at her luscious breasts, tickling her nipples with my tongue,
then lower, pushing my tongue into her navel, then still lower to the short
fur of her mound.

She raised her knees and parted them, and I slid on down between her legs,
moving my tongue around her sex organs, tickling her labia, plunging it deep
into her pussy, then upward again along her slippery inner walls past her
pisshole to her prominent clit.

I fastened my lips around her clit, and flicked my tongue over it, until I
felt her start to quiver, when I bore down on it with my tongue, rolling it
over and over.

"Ooooohhhhhh!" she gasped, "Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhh!"

She reached down and grabbed my ears, pulling them up.  I slid up her body,
my sword sliding into her sheath as I moved up her body.  She wrapped her
legs around mine, her feet behind my knees.  She rocked her hips, starting a
rhythm, which I picked up, starting to stroke deep into her pussy.

I was nearing the edge, and I grunted.  Judy stopped moving her hips, moved
her legs up around my hips, holding me deep inside her, and started doing her
yoga trick.  I came, hard, pumping my sperm deep inside her, as her pussy
'swallowed' me.

We lay there for a moment, catching our breath, and heard the shower stop.
We rolled over to our sides, still holding each other.  Candy came into the
bedroom, still naked from her shower, rubbing her hair with a towel.

Judy giggled, and said, "I think I need a shower, too."  She got up and out
of the bed, headed for the bathroom.

"Here, Tom, dry my back," Candy said, handing me the towel.

I rubbed her back with the towel, then she turned and kissed me.  "Tie the
towel around my neck.  I'm going to make some sausage and biscuits."

I tied the towel around her neck, and it draped over her breasts like a big
bib.  She headed for the kitchen.  I went to the bathroom, and stepped into
the shower with Judy, and washed her back.  She got out and toweled off, and
joined Candy in the kitchen.

A couple of months back, Candy had handed me a piece of paper, on which was
written a grocery list.  She had said, "If you want breakfast when I spend
the night, be sure to have this stuff."  It had been a list of ingredients
for biscuits and gravy, bacon and sausage, eggs... we were young and didn't
know about cholesterol yet.  I made sure to fill her list.

The next part of the story (while I'm in the shower) I've had to piece
together from Dad's stories, and reports from the girls.

While I was in the shower, Dad came to the door.  I think I've mentioned
before that I lived in a small town, and I just didn't lock the front door;
especially when I was expecting one of the Girls to come over.

Candy had finished frying the sausage patties, and took off the 'bib'.  She
was kneading her biscuit dough, and Judy was working on scrambled eggs.

Dad tried the door, and when he found it open, went on in.  Dad heard sounds
in the kitchen and stepped around the corner, and his eyes bugged out and his
jaw gaped.

Candy turned toward the doorway, and spotted Dad.  "Hi!  You must be Tom's
father!"

"He looks just like you," Judy smiled.  "Would you like some coffee?"

Dad staggered to the table, and Judy put a steaming cup in front of him.

"I'll tell Tom you're here," Candy said, and headed to the bathroom.

Dad finally found his voice.  "You're not from around here, are you?"

"I grew up here," replied Judy, puzzled.  "Why do you ask?"

"I thought everyone here wore clothes."

Judy looked down at herself, and THAT'S when she blushed.  She rushed out of
the kitchen and threw on a blouse and skirt.

Candy came to the bathroom door, opened it and shouted over the water, "Tom?"

"Yeah, there's plenty of room in here."  I said, shampooing my hair.

"Your Father's here."

"Oh! OK!"  I rinsed my hair, and shut off the water.  I opened the shower
curtain and saw Candy standing in the doorway, still nude.  I smiled at her.
"I think you need to put on some clothes while he's here."

Candy looked down at herself, and SHE blushed.  Then she laughed.  She went
to retrieve her clothes.

I dried off and threw on a shirt and jeans, and went in to the Kitchen.
Candy and Judy were just setting a big plate of sausage and eggs in front of
Dad.  The biscuits were a couple of minutes later.

We sat down to breakfast, chit-chatting over our meal.  After we finished,
Dad turned to me, and said "Tom, far be it from me to tell my grown son what
to do..."

"Dad," I said, seriously, "Don't even start."

"Listen," he said, "Just listen to what I've got to say.  I'm not about to
tell you what you can or cannot do.  The advise I have for you is that after
enjoying this fine breakfast, and getting a glimpse of these two women, if
you let either one of them get away from you, you've made a big mistake."

He grinned.  The girls giggled, then each leaned toward him, and planted a
kiss on each side of his face.


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