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Subject: The Trinity Trilogy - The Novel 06/14
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REPOST ttR06/14 The Trinity Trilogy: THE NOVEL  (mf,mff,ff,mfff,fff,etc)
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36: "James Bond was Right!"

[1979]    [tt3/7]


I was startled for a moment, but the sweet smile on Carol's face erased it
quickly.  Carol had long, black hair and a trim figure, dressed in a pair of
jeans and a tee-shirt that read "I Grok."  As she smiled up at me, I could
tell she was oriental, at least on one side of her parentage.

"I think we are wearing too much clothing," she finally said, softly.  She
grabbed the hem of her tee-shirt and pulled it over her head with one motion. 
She shook her long hair back over her shoulders, revealing a pert pair of
small breasts, with dark nipples, obviously erect.

She unfastened her jeans, and dropped them to the floor, and stepped out of
them.  She wore no underwear.  She closed the space between us in only two
steps, and wrapped her arms around my neck, covering my mouth with hers.

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close as we kissed.  She held
tightly around my neck, and lifted her feet from the floor, wrapping her legs
around my hips, grinding her groin against mine.

My poor cock, so abused just a short time ago, slowly roused to life, and
rose under her.

Veronica stepped around behind Carol, and sat down on her feet, watching my
cock throb to life.  She reached up and pressed the head of my cock toward
the entrance to Carol's pussy.  She couldn't press it into her, because Carol
was holding on to me too tightly.  So Veronica used her own finger, inserting
it into Carol's pussy instead.

Carol moaned into my mouth, and I moaned as well.  Even though she weighed
very little, I had already had too much exercise for the evening, and I was
finding it hard to remain upright.

I waddled past Veronica, who withdrew her finger, and lay Carol on her back
on the bed.

Judy and Candy had undressed as well by now, and they sat on each side of
Carol, whose hips were just at the foot of the bed.  Carol lay back, and
Candy and Judy each caressed a breast.  I sat on the floor, and put my face
into Carol's straight, dark pubic hair.

James Bond was right in "You Only Live Twice."  Oriental women do taste
different.  Not unpleasant, just different.  I ran my tongue down her slit,
tasting her, tickling the outer lips of her pussy.  She raised her knees up,
placing her feet on the edge of the bed, and her pink slit opened up.  I
leaned into her, dancing my tongue around her throbbing clit and lower, into
her pussy, now flowing with honey.

Veronica sat down on the floor next to me, and wrapped her fingers around my
cock, stroking it slowly.  Judy and Candy alternated between kissing Carol's
lips and her breasts.

I slipped two fingers into Carol's pussy, and she started to buck her hips
into my face.  I applied my lips to her clit, and tickled it with my tongue.
She pressed her hips hard against my mouth, and began to shiver, then clamped
down on my fingers with her pussy muscles, as orgasm carried her away.

She very literally collapsed; her legs fell off the edge of the bed, and she
was unresponsive to Judy and Candy.  They looked over at me, puzzled.  Then
Carol raised her head, and whispered, "What are you looking at?  Let's
party!"

She raised up and pushed Judy backwards, then flipped over and dove into
Judy's crotch.  Carol's ass was in the air as she knelt between Judy's
thighs, and Candy took that for an invitation, as she moved in behind Carol,
and began licking at her pussy.

My attention was drawn to Veronica, who had put her lips around my cock, and
was swirling her tongue around the head of my cock with great enthusiasm.

I leaned back against the bed and enjoyed it, until the bed began to shake
violently.  Veronica looked up when I leaned forward again, and we watched as
Judy flopped like a landed trout on the bed in the throes of orgasm.  Carol
sat back on her heels.  Candy slid back and watched Judy tremble, then Carol
pushed Candy over and climbed between her thighs, plunging into her pussy
with gusto.  And fingers.

Veronica bent back to my cock, but I rolled her over on her back, and moved
over her into a sixty-nine position.  I rolled her clit under my tongue as
she resumed work in a similar manner on my cock.

>From the sounds on the bed, Candy was close to orgasm.  So was Veronica.  She
moved her mouth from my cock as she gasped, "Ah, Aaahhh....  Aaaasssss...
YES!"

She arched her back, shivering as the orgasm washed over her.  She shoved me
over to one side, and grabbed my cock, sucking on the head with a fervor.

Candy gasped "Ohgod,ohgod...ohgod", and I heard the bed shaking, then
suddenly stop.  I looked up, and Carol was sitting back on her heels, looking
over at Veronica and me on the floor.

"Yo, Tom!" she said, "You've got the only cock in the room and I need it."

Veronica looked up at her and said, "What's the magic word?"

Carol grinned.  "I need it NOW!"

Veronica giggled.  "Close enough."  She rolled over, and I got up off the
floor, and stepped over to the bed.  Carol lay back on the bed between Judy
and Candy, and raised her knees to her breasts.  I climbed up over her, and
she placed her legs on my shoulders.  I guided my cock to the entrance to her
pussy, and she said "Fuck me, Tom.  Give me that cock."

I slid my cock into the tightness of her cunt.  She squeezed down on me as I
got all the way inside, gripping me like a fist.  She rocked her hips,
rubbing her clit against the base of my cock.  I gazed down at her pretty
oriental face, the almond eyes closed in pleasure, her mouth just barely
open, soft and wet.  As I watched her face, her eyes opened just a slit, and
she smiled.  "So nice, so full," she whispered.

She lowered her legs off my shoulders, and I was able to move closer to her,
pressing her small breasts against my chest, the hard nipples poking me.  I
kissed her wet, full lips, and as we kissed, she relaxed her grip on my cock,
and I began long, slow strokes.  On each instroke, she rolled her hips,
rubbing her clit against me.  On each outstroke, she squeezed her pussy
muscles around the head of my cock.

She was breathing more heavily now, and she broke our kiss, holding me
tightly and put her mouth near my ear.  "I'm coming again, Honey.  I'm
coming....  fuck me, baby.  Fuck me."

She came, and again she gripped my cock in her pussy where it could not move.
But I didn't need to move; I was perched on the edge of orgasm, and as her
pussy contracted around my cock, she shoved me over that edge.

I came, pumping semen into her cunt as she shivered with her own orgasm.
After a few breathless, timeless moments, we rolled over to our sides, my
cock still gripped firmly inside her.

Candy and Judy rolled over and cuddled up to our backs.  Veronica climbed up
on the bed behind Judy, and we lay closely together.

Candy giggled after a few moments, "Next time we get a room with a bigger
bed!"

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37: "Morning Has Broken"       

[1979]    [tt3/8]


I must have slept like a dead man, because the next thing I remember, light
was streaming in through the windows.  I was lying on my back, a warm female
body tucked under each armpit.  That sensation was not unfamiliar; but the
bodies were.  Then I realized where I was.  The two girls under my arms were
Carol and Veronica.  I glanced around the room, but Candy and Judy werent' in
sight.  Then I heard the shower.

Carol stirred at one side, and looked up at my face, her almond eyes smiling.

"Good morning," she breathed, kissing me lightly.  She trailed her fingers
over my body, then reached my cock, where I had a morning erection.  "Ohhh,"
she cooed, softly, "Ready for action again?"

She wrapped her fingers around it, and stroked it gently, as it filled out to
full erection.  Carol gently moved down my body, ending with her mouth close
to my cock.  She paused, looking it over, before she kissed my testicles,
then kissed along the underside of my cock until she reached the tip.  She
then licked my cock like a lollipop.

Veronica moved under my other arm.  As she opened her eyes, she looked down
my body at Carol's activity down there.  Then she looked up at my face and
grinned.  "Morning," she said, kissing me.  I put my hand on her breast, and
the nipple began to inflate under my palm.  I took it between my fingers and
worked it to full erection, as we kissed.

Carol noticed Veronica shift position in order to kiss me; this brought her
pubic area into view near Carol's face.  Carol reached one hand over and
placed it on Veronica's upper thigh.  Veronica lifted her knee, allowing
Carol to slide her hand up, slipping a couple of fingers into Veronica's
pussy, and her thumb on her clit.  In the meantime, Carol had taken my cock
between her soft lips, and was swirling her tongue around the head.

Within a few moments, I was on the edge of orgasm; but Carol wasn't used to
my little signals like Candy and Judy were.  The first spurt caught her off
guard, and it splashed out of her lips and dribbled down her chin.  She
caught the rest of my sperm in her mouth, sucking the last drops out of my
cock.  Then she looked up at me with a smile, wiped her chin with a finger,
then licked it clean.  Her other hand was still in Veronica's pussy.

Veronica rolled over to her back, and I sat up and whispered a suggestion to
Carol.  She nodded, and I lay back.  Carol crawled around my body, and
straddled my face, like a sixty-nine position, but instead of my cock, she
leaned over and plunged her tongue into Veronica's pussy.  I fastened my lips
around Carol's clit, and held on, as she rocketed easily into a preorgasmic
shiver.  Veronica was also ready to orgasm quickly, and the two girls rolled
into one climax and then another.  Carol turned around and we lay together,
catching our breath.

The shower was still running.  I got up, leaving the two girls cuddled up
with each other.  I turned the knob gently, and the door opened.  I had to
pee, and when I had relieved the hydrolic pressure, I pulled back the shower
curtain a bit and peeked inside.  Candy and Judy were in an embrace, each
with a hand in the other's crotch, under the flowing water.

"You guys are going to get waterlogged," I smiled.

Candy turned her face toward me and grinned.  "Unlimited hot water," she said
in explanation.  "Come on in.  There's room for one more."

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38: "Saturday Night's All Right..."   

[1979]     [tt3/9]


The convention continued without major incidents or problems.  We attended
the regular events, listening to the guest of honor address at the banquet,
and made rounds at the Saturday Night parties.

Veronica and Carol stayed with me the whole day; Candy and Judy went their
own ways.  Along about midnight, at a filk sing, Veronica yawned and
suggested that we go back to the room and call it a day.

So we went back to the room, and I put my rubber band on the doorknob.

We undressed quickly and after making appropriate trips to the bathroom to
relieve hydrolic pressure and freshen up, we slipped under the topsheet and
cuddled together in the bed.

We played touchie-feelie for a long while, soft kisses and sweet caresses.  I
tasted Veronica's full, pink-tipped breasts, and Carol's smaller,
darker-nippled tits; and as we lost ourselves in each other, began to explore
our bodies.

Carol threw off the topsheet, and turned so that her head was between
Veronica's thighs, and mine was between Carols, much like we had this
morning.  Carol's pussy was dripping with honey, and it flowed down my chin
and beard as I plunged my tongue into her love-channel and played with her
clit.  Veronica, lying close beside me, began to moan, then quiver, as Carol
drove her to the edge of orgasm.

As Veronica climaxed, Carol moved back, and got into a kneeling position over
my face, as I continued to stroke her clit with my tongue.  She bounced
lightly on my mouth as another stream of musky-scented juices from her cunt
flowed down my face.

She climaxed, squeezing my head between her thighs, then fell forward across
my body.  She kissed my cock softly, then rolled off me.  "I need your cock
inside me now, Tom," she whispered.

She got up on all fours, and wiggled her ass at me.  I moved in behind her,
and tried to enter her pussy from behind; but her small frame wouldn't allow
me to enter her doggie-style on the bed.

I got off the bed, and pulled her to the edge of the bed, her feet on the
floor, bent over the bed.  Standing behind her now, I was able to slip my
cock into her tight pussy.

"Oh god... that feels so good," she murmured.

I began to stroke slowly, holding her hips in my hands as I pushed forward
and back.  Veronica lay on the bed, on her side, facing us, smiling.

Carol was breathing more quickly, and I could feel her pussy was quivering.

"Ah, ah!" she gasped, "I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Her pussy clamped down on my cock; I could no longer move it.  Her orgasm was
powerful, her body shook under me, then she collapsed, releasing my cock.

"My turn," Veronica grinned, rolling over on her back, raising her knees,
letting me get a good look at the pink interior of her pussy.

I slipped out of Carol's pussy and helped her back up onto the bed.  Then I
climbed up myself, and slipped between Veronica's thighs.  She reached up and
wrapped her arms around my neck, drawing me close, and my cock slid into her
pussy as if by magic.

I stroked using my hips only, as Veronica plunged her tongue deeply into my
mouth.  Our breathing was synchronized, and as she neared climax, it
increased, until she had to break our kiss.  She panted in my ear, "Almost
there, almost there.... alllll..aaaHHHHHHH!  Her pussy clamped down on my
cock, and as she climaxed, I did too, my balls pumping semen deep into her
pussy.

We panted together for a few moments, then I rolled us over to our sides to
recover.  Carol rolled up behind me, and we held on to each other as we
recovered from the passion we had just experienced.

Changing our position after a few minutes, the two women tucked themselves
into my armpits as I lay on my back.

"Tom," Carol said finally, "would you do me a favor?"

"What's that?" I asked.

"Would you do my ass?"  She looked up at me, her dark, almond-shaped eyes
glistening.  "I've never had my ass done."

"Ok," I said, holding her a little tighter.  "Let me recover a bit first."

"Feels hard enough to me," said Veronica, who had wrapped her fingers around
my cock.

Carol felt for herself.  "I think you're ready," she giggled.

Carol slid off the bed, and pulled at me.  I rolled off as well, and Carol
leaned over the edge of the bed as she had before.  I dropped down to my
knees behind her, and buried my face between her cheeks, running my tongue as
far as I could reach down her slit, and moving it back up and around her
puckered anus, leaving as much saliva as I could muster around the rosebud of
her rear entrance.

I put my index finger into her pussy, collecting her honey on it, making it
as slippery as possible, then moved the finger to her anus, and pressed the
tip of my finger against the opening.

"Relax, Baby," I whispered.  "Just relax."

After a moment, her sphincter relaxed, and I eased the tip of my finger into
the tight little opening.

"Mmmmm," she moaned, "ooooooooooohh!"

I moved my finger in and out of her asshole, and as it relaxed further, I was
able to slide a second finger in beside the first, then gradually, a third.
When she was relaxed enough that three fingers slid easily in and out, I
stood up, and moved into position behind her.  A pulled my fingers out, and
quickly slipped the head of my cock inside her asshole.  I paused, as her
sphincter tightened up around my cock.

Veronica, who had been watching the process, moved around to put her face
near Carol's.  She whispered in her ear, and Carol's ass relaxed, and she
moved backwards, pressing my cock deeper inside her ass.

Carol's asshole was wonderfully tight and warm around my cock, as I had about
half its length inside her.  She squeezed me, deliberately this time,
whispering, "So full, I feel so full."

I pulled back a little bit, then pushed forward again, stroking in small
one-inch strokes, until my cock was moving more easily inside her.
Gradually, she accepted more cock on each stroke, until finally, I had my
entire penis inside her.  I paused, savoring the sensations in my cock in its
tight little sheath, until Carol said, "Fuck me, Tom.  Fuck me in the ass
till we come."

I started moving again, and Carol slipped one hand down to her clit.  As I
stroked, she made little circular motions with her fingers over her clit.
"Tom..." she panted, "Oh... Tommmmmmm..."

Her pussy contracted in orgasm; I could feel it travel through her body and
her anus contracted around my cock, pushing me over the edge and I came,
hard, inside her ass.  As our climaxes ended, I slipped out of her, and
picked her slim body up in my arms.  She wrapped her arms around my neck and
kissed my neck, as I lifted her up into the bed.

While we were in the final throes of our passion, Veronica had slipped out of
bed and gotten a wet washcloth.  Very gently, she washed my cock, and then
rolled Carol over, washing Carol's asshole.

"We may want to use these later," she said, softly.

...and we did.

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39: "There's Snow Business Like Snow Business"   

[1979]    [tt3/10]


Sunday morning:  Judy and Candy had spent the night elsewhere.  After some
cuddling and pinch-and-tickle, Veronica, Carol and I got showered and
dressed, and went down to the coffee shop for breakfast.

Looking out the windows of the coffee shop, I stared at the sky; an ominous
grey, cold-looking, full of...

"Snow."  I said, "It's going to snow.  Soon."

Veronica looked out the window too; she comes from a warmer climate, further
south.  "How do you know?"

"Experience.  Trust me, we're in for snow within an hour."

The city of Chattanooga is rather unusual, nestled in between three
mountains, its weather is mild throughout the winter.  The snows fall on the
mountains, and usually bypass the city.  When it snows in Chattanooga, the
area surrounding the city is usually covered with snow already.

True to my word, it began snowing 45 minutes after we spoke.  I put out an
all-points-bulletin to look for Candy and Judy; I was worried about the
weather, and felt that we needed to hit the road in order to get Veronica to
Nashville, and us home.

We finally located Candy and Judy; they packed up their stuff, and we checked
out of the hotel.

I bade farewell to Carol, saying that I hoped we could get together again at
another time.  She kissed me warmly, assuring me that we would if she could
help it.

There was a dusting of snow on the streets as we headed through Chattanooga
on the way to Monteagle Mountain.  Traffic on Sunday was too slow to keep the
surface streets clear, but the Interstate was dry.  Truck traffic was enough
to blow the snow away.

It wasn't snowing terribly hard, as we moved up Monteagle mountain, but as
the grade increased, and we neared the top of the mountain, it was almost a
blizzard.  The mountain itself had blocked the wind and snow from the lower
elevations headed up to this place.  As we topped the ridge, the snow was
heavy and blowing sideways towards us.  There was a good six inches of snow
on the ground, and the road was covered.

Traffic had slowed in the face of the wind and snow and good sense.  We moved
right along, thanks to the mud and snow tires on my old LTD sedan.  We used
this car at the coal mine, and a year before, the rear end had gone out.  We
had to replace it, and the mechanic had found a positraction rear end from a
pick-up truck and fitted it to the car.  I had no problem with traction.  But
the wind -- even moving slowly as we were, the car was being buffetted by the
wind as if we were moving very fast.

All of a sudden, the view through the front windshield was completely gone.
It took a second to realize that the hood of the car had popped up, and
caught by the wind, was forced to an upright position, bending the back
corners of the hood.  Judy, who was riding 'shotgun', talked me over into the
breakdown lane out of the line of traffic.  She and I got out, and forced the
hood back down as far as we could.  I actually stood on it and bounced,
trying to force it down further.

I got a wire coat hanger out of the trunk, and we tied down the hood.  It was
still sticking up about six inches at the rear of the hood, so I took off my
coat and sat on it, to raise me up in the seat so I could see over it.

Carefully, we limped back into the slow traffic stream, and then on to
Nashville.  We moved relatively slowly, in case the hood let go again, but we
did make it to Nashville.  We got there in plenty of time for Veronica to
make her connection with her parents.  Val kissed me politely when she
greeted us, and more warmly when Sam turned his back.

We drove over to a friend's home in Nashville, and borrowed some tools, and
removed the bent hood hinges, beat them back into the approximate right
shape, and reinstalled them.  The back corners of the hood were bent at right
angles to the car, and I managed to beat them into submission.  I tied the
hood down with wire again just for insurance, and we headed back on the road.

There had been a snowfall at home while we were away.  It was dark -- in
early January, it gets dark early.  We pulled into the driveway, in about
three inches of the white fluffy stuff.  We dragged our stuff into the house,
and relaxed a bit.  Once the house was up to a comfortable temperature again
(we had left the thermostat turned down to conserve fuel), we got back to our
normal state of dress... that is, none.

After such a sexually active weekend, I was surprised to find myself getting
hard watching Candy and Judy walking around in the nude.  They noticed, too.

"Well, well, well!" said Candy, "Look who's here!"

"Hello, Little Tommy," grinned Judy.

Judy grabbed me by the shoulders and kissed me, then dropped her hands as we
kissed to my cock, rubbing it against her body.  Candy moved up behind me,
reaching her hands around to stroke my chest and Judy's breasts.

Judy broke our kiss, and stood back, still holding my cock.  "I just got an
idea," she grinned.

"Is it kinky?"  Candy asked.

"Yeah!"  Judy nodded.

"Really kinky?" Candy pursued.

"Really."  Judy grinned at me.  "Wanna do it?"

"That depends," I whined.  "What is it?"

"Come on."  Holding my cock like a pull-toy, she led me to the back door.
She looked out.  It had begun to snow again, large white flakes reflected
back the lights from the porch.

She turned out the light and opened the door.  "Catch me."  She ran out in
the snow, naked.

I followed her, my cock bumping my abdomen as I ran.  Candy followed me.
Judy slipped, and rolled as she fell, laughing.  She rolled over on her back.
I slipped on the same spot and slid in beside her.  Candy stopped and walked
over to us.  The snow was cold on my genitals.  Judy sat up and bent over,
drawing my cold cock into her warm mouth.  She ran her tongue around it, then
looked up at me and said, "Hurry, let's do it before we freeze!"

She lay back in the snow, and I moved in between her legs, and slipped my
half-erect cock into her warm pussy.  Once inside, I began to get a full
erection again.  Candy squatted down over Judy's face, and Judy began to
tongue her as Candy played with Judy's breasts.

Soon, Judy pushed Candy aside, and gasped, "I can't take it!  Let's go back
inside."

We scrambled up, and dashed back into the house, giggling.  We shook off the
snow in the 'mud room' then headed for the family room, where we rolled on
the floor together, finally ending where we had been before, with my cock in
Judy's cunt, and Candy over Judy's face.

I stroked very slowly.  When I was all the way inside her, I would roll my
hips in a circular motion, rubbing her clit with my pubic bone.  The snow
adventure apparently excited her, because she was quickly at the verge of
climax.  She eased Candy from her face as she came, a quick rush of orgasm;
then applied herself to Candy's clit in renewed gusto.

I leaned forward, stroking Candy's breasts as I continued to fuck Judy's
pussy, until Candy took a sharp breath, and arched her back.  As she
climaxed, I caught one of her long nipples between my lips.

Candy rolled over and off Judy's face, and I lay forward over Judy's body,
kissing Judy's face, and tasting Candy's juices on Judy's lips.  She squeezed
my cock within her pussy as only she could do, and I came quickly inside her,
filling her with spunk.

We lay there on the floor a few moments until we finally dragged ourselves to
our gloriously large shower and stood under the hot water for a while, then
bounced into bed for a well-deserved rest.


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40: "THE BOOK OF JANIE"

[1980]    [tt1/27]


"Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to Tulsa, Oklahoma," the stewardess's voice
came over the intercom.  "Please remain seated until the aircraft has reached
the gate."

I looked past Judy out the window of the airplane at the bright sunshine
outside.  The plane taxied to the terminal, and once it parked at the gate,
we filed out into the corridors of the Tulsa Airport, headed for the baggage
claim area.

"Hi guys!" a voice from the crowd outside the gate.  We turned to look.
There, waving at us, was Janie.  We stepped over to her, and she hugged each
of us.

She looked really good!  She had let her hair grow, and it was now just below
her shoulders, dark, straight and lovely.  Her small frame was accented with
the right curves, and pert, apple-sized breasts.  She was dressed in a
minidress, dark red, and it accented her figure well.

"Welcome to Tulsa, land of Oral Roberts, censored Star Trek, and the wind
that never stops," she smiled.  "Do you need a ride to the hotel?"

"We could use that," I said.  "Why are you here at the airport?  Shouldn't
you be back helping run the con?"

"I'm here to pick up the Guest of Honor, actually.  Do you know Alan?"

Alan Dean Foster, Wordsmith, did happen to be a friend of mine from
conventions past.  I had met him near the beginning of his career, when he
was still doing the novelizations for the Star Trek animated series.  Now he
was a best-selling author, with the sequel to the Star Wars book, "Splinter
of the Mind's Eye", as well as the novelizations of several films, like
"Alien".

We met Alan and his lovely wife when their plane arrived, and all piled into
the rental van Janie was driving.  She drove us all to the hotel.  As I got
our bags from the van, Janie caught my arm.

"I've got to go back to the airport again.  But _you_ are _mine_ this
weekend!" she whispered.

I grinned back at her.  "I'll do the best I can, but you know the old saying,
The best laid plans..."

"I'll settle for best laid," she laughed, and kissed me.  "Sieze you later."

I brought the bags into the hotel lobby, where Judy and Candy were
registering.

"Trying to get you all to herself, right?" Candy smiled.

"Something like that.  Any trouble?"

"Nope, here's the key.  Let's get our stuff squared away and check out the
convention."

.............................................................................

The convention was named OKon, and with the exception of the WorldCon in
Phoenix, this was as far west as Judy, Candy and I had ventured for a
"regular" convention.

The convention was held in the venerable Mayo hotel, which was a lovely old
hotel in downtown Tulsa.

We went to some of the events, checked out the dealer's room and art show,
and then went back to the room to get ready for the evening.

Friday night at science fiction conventions is fun, because new people and
old friends are always showing up, and much of the pairing off that
eventually occurs hasn't yet happened.

I was in the convention suite, discussing the merits of flying snakes with
Alan Foster, when there was a hand on my shoulder.

I looked up.  It was Janie.

"May I have a moment?" she asked.

"Of course.  Excuse me, Alan.  We'll talk more later." I smiled at Alan, as
Janie pulled me away.

Janie pulled me out of the consuite, and I followed her down the hallway to
the elevator.  As the elevator doors closed, Janie reached up and kissed me,
her tongue sliding into my mouth.

The doors opened on another floor, and she took my hand and led me to a door,
she pulled out a key from her pocket, and let us in.

"Tom, I swear, if I don't make love to you immediately, I think I'll
explode."

I did not want to have to explain little bits of Janie on the walls.

We undressed quickly, and she dove onto the bed, flipping over on her back.
I was atop her quickly, kissing and nuzzling, and then my penis was inside
her.  She wiggled her hips, and whispered, "roll over..."

She held on as I rolled over to my back.  She sat up on my cock, twisting her
butt on my hips.  "God, that feels so gooood..."

She got up off my dick, and bent over and took the tip in her mouth, turning
her hips toward me.  I grabbed hold of her hips, and guided her over me, into
a sixty-nine position, and I began to lick her pussy, then moved my tongue to
her clit.

She started to quiver, and she let go of my cock and sat straight up on my
face, as she started to convulse in orgasm.  "Oh God!  Yessssss.  AAAAAHHHH!"

As her convulsions subsided, she went back to my cock, putting her pussy in
my face again as she bent over.  I went back to her clit, sucking gently on
it as she rolled her tongue over my cock.

She moaned with my cock in her mouth, and the vibrations carried through my
penis.  I could feel her start to shake again, and she came in a rush, a flow
of honey exiting her pussy, and running down my face into my beard.

I could hold back no longer, and I held her close as my balls exploded and I
gushed into Janie's mouth.  She caught all of it, and swallowed my come,
licking the head of my dick as the last of it oozed out.

She turned her body around and lay atop me, her small body fitting onto mine
comfortably.  Her head lay on my chest just below my chin, her ass just below
my hips, my deflated dick pressing her just below her navel.

We caught our breath, and lay there savoring the moment.  I started to stroke
her back with my hands as we lay together.  She wrapped her arms around my
torso, tickling my sides lightly.

She climbed up my body, straddling my chest.  I reached up and played with
her brests, tweaking her nipples.  Her pussy felt like it was burning a hole
in my chest with its heat.

She wiggled up my body, and put her pussy over my mouth.  I sucked hungrily
on her clit, pushing my chin into her pussy as I suckled on her.  She wiggled
her ass as she started to quiver, rolling into another orgasm.  She grabbed
hold of the headboard and leaned forward, rubbing her pussy aganst my mouth.
My tongue moved over her clit, which throbbed under the pressure.  Janie
arched her back and howled.  "Aaaaaaaaooooooooooooooooaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!"

I slipped out from between her legs, moving around behind her.  She remained
braced against the headboard, her ass pointed toward me, her pink little
rosebud winking at me above her wet pussy.

I slipped my fingers inside her pussy, collecting some honey on them, then
pressed my fingers against her asshole.  One finger went in easily, and I
worked it in and out, then slipped a second finger in beside it, then a
third.  Janie was panting, her anus loose and slippery.  I moved my cock up
to her ass, and as I moved my fingers out, slid my dick in instead.

"Oooooh, you feel like a horse," she moaned.

I held my cock still in her ass, enjoying the tight, warm hole.

"Come on, Tom, fuck my ass," she whispered.  "Come inside my ass!"

I started pumping slowly.

"NO!" she gasped, "FASTER!"

I sped up the pace.  She pushed back against me as I slid my pecker in and
out of her asshole.  I looked down, and watched as her pink rosebud grabbed
hold of my cock as it moved out.  I was close to the edge.  I pushed my cock
all the way in, as I started to come.  Janie leaned back against me, pushing
against the headboard, straightening her back against my chest.

I grabbed her and held her tightly, my hands over her breasts, my cock still
in her ass.

"Ohhhhhhhh," she moaned, "It's so gooood!"

The sphincter of her ass prevented blood from leaving my cock.  I was still
erect in her ass.

I lowered us gently backwards, until I was sitting, with her on my lap, my
cock still inside her.  Then I held her really tightly, and stood up on the
floor.  Her feet were off the ground, and I was supporting her weight with my
arms.  She wrapped her feet behind my thighs, holding on, giggling.

I staggered a little as I walked us into the bathroom.  I sat down on the
toilet seat, and she stood up, pulling herself off my cock, which promptly
deflated.

She turned on the water in the bathtub, and set the drain plug so that it
would fill.  While the tub was filling, she sat on my lap and kissed me.

When the tub was full, she stepped in, her back toward the drain, and
motioned for me to get in.  I stepped into the other end of the tub.  Janie
moved toward me, and gently soaped my penis, pushing back my foreskin and
washing underneath.

"I'm a little paranoid after anal sex," she said, smiling up at me.

I nodded approval.  Besides, it felt good.  Really good.

Janie turned around in the tub, and she settled back against me.  The hot
water was relaxing, and we lay together, soaking and chuckling, as we tickled
and stroked each other for a long time.

We were beginning to pickle, so we got out of the tub and dried off, and
headed back to the bed.

"So, what would you like to do now," she asked, fiddling with my penis.
"Would you like to find a party, or go trolling, or go filking, or..."

My organ stood up in her hand.

"...or just stay here a while?" she snickered, and lowered her face to my
cock.

She twirled her tongue around the head of my penis, and closed her lips
around the shaft.  She used her teeth to scrape the head of my penis as she
moved it in and out of her mouth.

I rolled Janie over on her back, and lay over her, my cock in her mouth, and
my mouth over her pussy.

I bent down and kissed her slit, and slipped my tongue down between her
labia, brushing over her clit, and sliding down past her pisshole into her
sweet pussy.  While my tongue was in her cunt, my chin pressed against her
clit.  I rubbed my chin from side to side my moving my jaw.

Janie licked and nibbled at the tip of my cock as I sucked at her pussy.
When she started to quiver, I brought my tongue back to her clit and pushed
her over the edge of her orgasm.  Her pussy emitted a small stream of honey
that ran down her crack past her asshole.

As her contractions diminished, she took my cock between her lips, then
reached up and held my hips.  She then pulled at my hips, telling me to push
myself into her mouth.

I started gentle thrusts, trying to be careful, but she pulled harder on my
hips.  I pushed my penis farther into her mouth on each stroke.  When she had
reached her limit, she signalled by pushing on me.  I began to take full
strokes to her stopping point, fucking her mouth.

She held me back, gasping for breath, and I rolled over on my back.  She
crawled over on top of me, breathing heavily, and slid into a straddle over
my hips, then guided my cock into her pussy as she slid down my body.

I reached down and stroked her ass, and felt between her cheeks, touching her
asshole, and sliding my fingers down her crack, and feeling how my cock was
inside her pussy.

Janie pulled her legs under her, then sat up on my cock.  I raised my hands
up to her breasts, twiddling her nipples between my fingers.  She started
moving up and down slowly.

There was a beeping sound from somewhere in the room, and then a voice called
out electronically, "Janie, call the concom.  Janie, call the concom."

"Oh shit!" exclaimed Janie, "I told them that I was not available tonight."

"You're out of range," I said, reaching up to her.

She bent down to me, and I kissed her, holding her as I rolled us over.  She
raised her knees up, and put her legs up over my shoulders.  I took full
strokes in her pussy, pumping my full length in and out of her warm
honeyhole.

Janie gasped, and I felt her pussy contract around my penis again, and it was
enough to trigger my gun, and I pumped her full of white spunk.

She dropped her legs down, and we rolled over onto our sides into an embrace,
tangling our legs together.

Beep-Beep-Beep- "Janie, call the concom.  Janie, call the concom."

Janie sighed and reached for the phone and dialed a number.

"Yes, it's Janie," she said into the receiver.  "Damn...  All right, I'll
look into it.  Where's Mike, anyhow?...  Yeah....  'Bye."

She hung up.

"The consuite is out of soft drinks, and Mike, who is supposed to be running
it tonight, is missing."

"Come on, I'll help you load the bathtub," I said, kissing her cheek.

We got up and put on our clothing, and headed to the consuite.  Janie had a
key to a closet, where the soft drinks were stored.  We loaded the bathtub
with drinks, and then Frank showed up with a load of ice.

"Where's Mike?" Janie asked Frank.

"Dunno.  I saw him about an hour ago, and he was talking to some girl..."

"Hey, it's my night off, not his.  I want payback!"  Janie was livid.

"It's ok, Janie," I whispered, "no real harm done.  Besides, I can use a
Coke."

Janie smiled at me, and handed me a can.

"Well, we will just have to wait here till Mike gets back."  She motioned
toward the window.  "There's a nice balcony out there.  Come on."

We opened the door to the balcony and stepped out into the night air.  There
were two chairs, but we only needed one, since Janie sat on my lap.  We
cuddled in the darkness, looking at the stars and the lights below.

About an hour later, a voice from inside the consuite called, "Janie?"

We got up and stepped back into the room.  There was Mike, and behind him,
Judy.  My Judy.

"I'm sorry Janie.  I'll take over again," Mike said.

"All right, but just remember it tomorrow night."  Janie said, crossly.

Janie stepped into the bathroom for a second, and came back with a cupful of
ice.  Then we left the consuite, and headed back to Janie's room.

.............................................................................


Janie's arms were around my neck again as soon as we closed the door to her
room.  She kissed me deeply, using her tongue to tickle the back of my
throat.

I began to undress her, unbuttoning her blouse and letting her braless
breasts free, and dropping her jeans to her feet.  She hadn't bothered to put
on her panties.  I grabbed a double-handful of asscheek, and held her close
to me.

She finally broke our kiss, and whispered, "Undress!  Quick!"

She bounced into the bed as I stripped down, and joined her in the bed.

Janie took a couple of the ice cubes she had gotten from the consuite in her
mouth, then bent down and took my penis into her mouth.  She rolled the ice
around my cock with her tongue, and the sensation was tremendous!

Soon the heat of my cock had melted the ice, and Janie was just getting
warmed up.  She rolled her tongue around my cock in a way she had not done
before, and soon my balls were tightening again.  She felt my orgasm building
within me, and put my cock as far back in her mouth as it would go.  I washed
her tonsils with my semen in powerful jolts.

She swallowed my spunk, and crawled up my body, to embrace me.  I kissed her
sweet lips, and whispered, "Turnabout is fair play..."

I rolled her over onto her back, and she lifted her knees, spreading her hot
pussy before me.  I got some of her ice from the cup, and put it in my mouth,
then bent down to her cunt.

I rolled the ice cubes over her distended clit, and she arched her back in
pleasure.  The ice was soon melted in contact with her hot pussy, so I got
another couple of cubes, and slipped them inside her vagina.

I put my finger inside her, and moved the cubes around inside her.  Janie
began to quiver, and I took her clit between my lips and tickled it with my
tongue, and she shook with the convulsions of her pussy, expelling the watery
remains of the ice along with the sweet honey of her cunt.

But I continued to use my hand inside her, slipping all four fingers inside,
then using the lubrication of her juices, slid my pinky finger into her ass.
Crooking my index finger, I found the sensitive spot on the forward side of
the interior of her vagina, and used my thumb in a circular motion over her
clit.

Again, I had the mystery of the universe in my hand.  Her vagina contracted
around my fingers, and another orgasm washed over her.  She arched her back,
pushing against my hand, and I continued stroking her clit until she came
again, a few moments later, and collapsed in an exhausted heap on the bed.

I crawled up beside her, and we embraced, softly kissing each other.

.............................................................................

The dawn's early light was just beginning to enter the room.  Janie sleepily
turned over from the 'spoons' position we had been sleeping in, to face me.
She pushed me over on my back, then lay atop me.

I had a morning erection, which strengthened with the touch of her warm body,
as she slid down onto my cock, taking me within her pussy.  She lay still on
top of me.

Stroking her back with my hands, I slid them down her body along the soft
curves of her sides and hips and over the cheeks of her ass, then fingering
the crack of her ass.  I could feel with my fingers my cock firmly ensconced
within her pussy lips, and I enjoyed the warmth of her body lying on mine.

She kissed my chest, and began to move slowly, drawing me into and out of her
body, maintaining as much skin contact as possible between our bodies.

She closed her eyes and moaned softly, and her pussy clamped down on me, and
she climaxed in a mini-orgasm, and I followed suit, filling her pussy with
semen.

"Now, isn't that a lovely way to start a morning?" she whispered.

I had to agree.

.............................................................................

Janie, as a member of the convention committee, had duties to perform that
morning, so I went back to the room I shared with Judy and Candy for a shower
and change of clothes.

Judy, too, was just arriving back at the room.  "Sorry I screwed up Janie's
night off," she grinned.

"'S ok," I said. "We really needed the break anyway.  Did you have a good
time?"

"Tee-rific!" she smiled, "And you?"

I grinned at her.  "Pound for pound, she's more woman than anyone I've ever
been with."

"That's a nice thing to say to your regular girl," Judy pouted.

"But you make up for it by being a bigger woman."

"That's not really helping.  Am I fat?"

"Taller," I stammered, "I meant taller."

"All right," she pouted, "I guess I'll accept that.  But just wait till I get
you home."

.............................................................................

During the day, I stopped by the convention registration desk, and scanned
through the names, courtesy of an old friend at the desk.

I almost breathed a sigh of relief in not finding Veronica's name on the
list.  Although I missed her presence at the con, and in my bed, I welcomed
the lack of competition between Janie and Veronica for my services.

I was sitting there at the registration desk, flipping through the membership
list, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.  I looked up into Janie's smiling
face.

"Looking for other girlfriends?" she asked.

"Or your old boyfriends," I grinned.

She laughed.  "You won't find him here."

"Him?  Only one?"  I asked, incredulously.

She blushed a little, and bent over and kissed me.  "You weren't my first
roll in the hay, but you were my first real man.  Tim wasn't considerate, his
idea of lovemaking was 'Uh Uh Oops!', and it was all over."  She sat down
next to me and took my hand.  "He never woke up with me."

"And that's important to you," It was a statement, not a question.

"That's true.  I want you to know that if anything should happen between you
and Judy and Candy..."

"To break us up, you mean?"

"Yes.  You are always welcome with me.  I love you."

Now it was my turn to blush.  "Janie," I said, "I don't say this easily.
I've been something of a gadabout, living with two women, making love to
other women at conventions.  But I really do love you too.  But don't ask me
to tell you that my love is exclusive to you, at least right now."

"I understand," she whispered, and leaned over for a kiss.

.............................................................................

We arranged to meet later that evening, when Mike would make up for his
absence the night before by taking over for a couple of hours during Janie's
shift in the consuite.

I left the hotel briefly during the day to do a little shopping, and I
checked out the programming at the convention; I was part of a panel
discussion on fanzines.  I went to the banquet with Judy and Candy to hear
Alan Dean Foster's Guest of Honor speech.  I met, for the first time, the Fan
Guest of Honor, a fellow who was active in the convention committees of at
least three other conventions and a fanzine publisher himself.

After dinner, Judy and Candy split away, to party and go trolling, while I
wandered from party to party, flirting with some of the women, but not
letting out my trolling hooks.

Come midnight, the appointed hour, I went up to the consuite and met Janie,
who was giving Mike some notes about what had happened earlier, and we went
back to Janie's room.

We held tightly to each other in her room.  As we necked, I put a hand under
her skirt.  Her panties were soaked, and the heat from her pussy could be
felt from outside her clothing.

She stepped away and turned out the lights, then slipped out of her clothes.
I stripped down, and we got into the bed, snuggling up to each other, trying
to devour each other.

Janie rolled over on her back, and I rolled over top of her, and slipped my
erection into her pussy.  She was so wet and slippery that I actually looked
down to make sure that I was inside her, but the warmth from her pussy should
have been enough to tell me that I was home.

She stiffened a bit as the base of my cock rubbed against her clit.

"Hold still," she panted, "just be inside me for a moment.  It feels sooo
good."

We kissed, my cock unmoving inside her.  She finally moved her hips in a
little circle, rubbing her clit against my cock, holding me inside her.

She continued the motion, and I started to stroke, but she grabbed my hips.
"No, please," she said, "just let me..."

She arched her back, pushing her pussy as far onto my cock as it would go.
She held her breath, and I felt her cunt squeeze against my cock, as a wave
of orgasm rolled over her, shaking her entire body.

When she stopped shaking, I started to pull out and change position, but she
said, "Wait."

She kept me inside her, and she started to move again in small circles under
me, and another rush of orgasm swept over her, even greater than the first.

This time I pulled back and held her close to me, rolling us over on our
sides.  I held her as her body shook, and she gasped for air.

Long moments passed, then I said, "I have a little surprise."

I got up and retrieved a small bottle from my pocket.  I lay Janie on her
back, with her head elevated on a pillow, and turned on a light so that we
could see.  I lifted Janie's knees, and her pussy was open for my activity.

I opened the little bottle of oil, and poured a little in my hand.  Setting
the bottle aside, I warmed the oil between my hands, then applied the oil to
her pussy.  The scent of vanilla filled the air.

Working in firm, slow strokes, I began to rub the oil onto her private parts.
My fingers stroked her outer labia, moving into the folds between the inner
and outer lips.  The tips of my fingers brushed her clitoris, and she jumped.

"Easy... Easy...  Just relax.  Breathe deeply," I said.

I continued with the massage, using the thumbs of both hands to brush her
clit on the end of each stroke.  I slipped two fingers of my right hand into
her vagina, the middle one extended, and the index finger crooked upward and
stroked the upper surface of her vagina.  I moved my fingers in and out,
massaging the inside of her pussy.  The oil mixed with the juices of her
pussy, intensifying the vanilla scent of the oil.

With my left thumb, I started rubbing her clit in small, circular movements.

Janie began to quiver.  I slowed the movement over her clit, and massaged the
mound over her clit with my fingers.

When she stopped quivering, I returned to her clit, and brought her again
just to the edge of orgasm, then backed off.  Then again.  Then I let her
slip over the edge.

Janie's back arched, and she practically jumped off the bed with power of the
contractions in her pussy.  She howled, a long, protracted "Aaaaooooooohhhh!"

She clamped her legs together on my hand.  I pulled it out from between her
legs.  She reached up and wrapped her hands around the back of my neck,
pulling me up to her.  I held her in my arms, her body still quaking with the
ferocity of her orgasm.

She lay limp in my arms for a long time, her eyes closed, her breathing
shallow.  I held her close, rocking her back and forth, but holding my
erection away from her body, just tenderly holding her.

Finally rousing, she whispered, "Did we have an earthquake?  Did the world
end?"

I chuckled softly, and held her close.

Janie put her head to my chest, and said, "Can't we stay like this forever?"

She dropped her hand down, and it fell onto my cock.  She gripped it lightly.

"Oh, my," she said.  "You're hard as a rock."

She slid herself down my body, trailing kissed down my chest and belly, and
fastened her lips around my penis, licking away the precum and her juices
from its purple head.

Then she lifted her head and said, "Pass the oil."

I handed her the little bottle, and she poured a little on her hands and
rubbed them together to warm the oil, and started to rub it down the length
of my cock.

She covered my cock with oil, then spread some on my scrotum, massaging my
balls gently as she did so.  She stroked down the full length of my cock with
her oil-slicked hands, then put her hand on the dark head of my penis, and
like she was unscrewing the knob, wrapped her hand around it and twisted
gently.

I was in heaven.  Her other hand slipped down behind my scrotum and followed
the little ridge that led to my asshole.  About halfway back, she pressed in
slightly.  My cock jumped.

I saw her smile, then she did it again.  My dick swelled even more in her
hand.

She slid her oiled finger on back, and slowly slipped it into my asshole,
then crooked her finger back toward her, and pressed against my prostate
gland.

I moaned, and my balls tightened.  Janie slid her mouth over the end of my
cock, and tickled the tip of my penis with her tongue.  I exploded into her
mouth, a gusher of sperm.  Janie sucked every drop from me, swallowing my
semen.

When she was sure she had it all, she slid back up the bed.  We lay together,
tangled arms and legs, until Janie looked over at the clock.

"Oh God!" she exclaimed.  "I've got to go back up to the consuite!"

We gathered our clothing and dressed quickly.  Janie, after considering a
moment, put on a pair of jeans instead of the short skirt she had worn
before.

We went together to the consuite and let Mike escape.  I saw Judy meet him in
the hallway, and I grinned and waved at her.

After checking the softdrink supply in the bathtub, we sat together, hand in
hand, in the consuite, as folks moved in and out, pairing off, talking,
laughing, playing cards.

One young lady, walking through the suite on the way to the bathroom,
wrinkled up her nose, and asked, "Does anyone smell vanilla?"

Janie and I looked at each other and smiled.

.............................................................................

Yes, we spent that night together after her shift in the consuite.  But we
slept together.  Really _slept_ together.

Dawn on Sunday morning woke us up.

After the closing activities, Judy, Candy and I had to catch our plane back
home.  Janie drove us back to the airport.

As she hugged each of us farewell, she whispered in my ear.  I thought a
moment, and whispered back.

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