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Archive name: Fran.txt (ff, mf, voy)
Authors name: Heatheranne
Story Title : Cumming Out Party
Cumming Out Party (A Stroke Story)
by Heatheranne (c) April 1998
Sarah crawled on her hands and knees across my queen
sized bed. As she firmly nestled one of her knees
against my pussy and lowered her generous breasts to
mine and began stroking her nipples back and forth
across mine she smiled and said, "How come I have to
do all the work?"
"Because it's my bed," I said, brushing my finger tips
along her firm upper arms and onto her back. I raised
my head a bit and was rewarded with a long and loving
kiss.
Sarah lowered her wonderfully warm breasts against
mine and looked me in the eye, "But at my place, you
always get on the bottom first."
"That's because, then, I'm the guest you silly thing,"
I said, as if it made perfect sense. I was saved from
being severely tickled when the phone rang.
Sarah grabbed the phone and handed it to me. As I put
the receiver to my ear she trailed her tongue down my
stomach and on until its tip was searching out my clit.
"Hello?" I said.
"Road trip!!" screamed a voice in my ear.
"Fran!" I yelled back, my voice squeaking at the end
as Sarah found a particularly sensitive spot.
"Are you all right?" Fran asked.
"Sort of in the middle of something right now." I
answered.
Sarah raised her head and whispered, "You," she
emphasized ,"...are not doing anything."
I smiled sweetly and pushed her head back down where
she rewarded me with a severe tongue lashing where it
felt best.
"OK if I come up this Saturday?" Fran asked.
"Can you come?" I said, thinking about Fran but looking
at Sarah.
"Now you're having phone sex?" Sarah whispered in mock
outrage.
Her finger had replaced her tongue, and she was quickly
and lightly rubbing my little clit, sending thrills
through my already wet pussy. Between the sensations
burning in my crotch and the two different conversa-
tions I didn't know if I was cumming or talking.
"Cum...cum..," I gasped.
Fran said, "Yes I'll come on Saturday. You sound busy.
See you then." She hung up.
"Cum...cummmmmiiinnngg," I moaned, throwing down the
phone. My hips undulated on the bed as I pulled
Sarah's magic fingers tighter to my spasming pussy.
A minute later Sarah was lying by my side. "I wish my
phone buddy was that effective. I've never seen you
cum so quick."
"Oh?" I said, raising an eyebrow. "You have a lot of
phone sex do you?"
Sarah put an innocent look on her face and said, "All
the time, but I always think of you."
"Now you're just trying to make me feel guilty. You
don't really mind if I spend the evening with Fran do
you?" Fran didn't know I had gone over to the girls
side, as they say, and sometimes Sarah got upset that
I hadn't come out yet.
"Well...." she drew out. "If I'm not properly satisfied
before the weekend, there's no telling what kind of
depression I might sink into."
I smiled and said, "I'll see what I can do." I rolled
over a bit and began to suck on one of Sarah's nipples
as I rubbed my palm in a circular motion on her other
hard nipple.
More than an hour later, and after several sheet soak-
ing orgasms, Sarah moaned, "Enough..enough...I don't
think I could stand to see you this weekend anyway."
"Thank you, love," I said, as I gave Sarah one last
kiss on the lips.
***
Fran and I had been friends since she and I had been
college roommates. She's a couple of years older than
I, although we were in the same year at school. She
had married right out of high school, and after two
years of having to support a husband, who couldn't
seem to find a job, she had obtained a divorce and
begun college. She took teaching courses and concen-
trated on physical education. She wasn't the prettiest
girl at school, but she had a sort of tomboyish
freshness to her features. She was tall with shoulder
length brunette hair and hazel eyes. She was forever
playing some sport or other and it kept her figure
slim and firm.
If you're thinking that I was attracted to Fran and
that we spent our college nights in a sexual frenzy,
then you're wrong. Oh I found her attractive all
right, but at that time I was hiding my sexual
orientation from everyone, including myself. We both
dated men from time to time, but most of our weekends
were spent with friends partying. And Lord could that
girl party. She could drink anyone I knew, man or
woman, under the table and there were many nights
when I passed out in the wee hours of the morning
while Fran was still going strong.
At the end of college we had gone our own ways. She
went back to her small home town and took a teaching
position, while I had gone to the big city and taken
a junior management position at a large retail outlet.
Several times a year we got together to catch up on
things in our lives. She always showed up around noon
on a Saturday. We would have a long lunch, then we
would shop until the early evening. After that we
would have a long dinner. Through it all would be
lots of chats and, for Fran at least, lots of drink-
ing. Somehow, I always ended up doing the driving and
Fran the drinking.
We were on our way back from dinner that Saturday
night when Fran said, her voice slurred slightly
from too much wine, "I have to tell you what happened
the other night."
"What's that?" I asked.
"You remember Ann and David, don't you?"
"Yeah." Ann is Fran's recently divorced roommate.
She's a pretty girl, maybe a few pounds beyond the
ideal, but a couple of those pounds seem to have
settled in her generous breasts. Thick blonde hair
and dark eyes make for an attractive package. David
is Fran's cousin. He has regular features, dark hair
and eyes, a little on the thin side and a very quiet
person.
"Well, the other night..." Fran began.
***
She had always thought that Ann and David would make
a good couple, but Ann's divorce had turned her off
men for the time being, and waiting for David to make
a move was like waiting on a glacier to advance. One
evening an opportunity came up that, Fran figured,
would give her a chance to throw Ann and David
together.
She and David were avid fans of the UK basketball team.
They were playing in a major game on TV so Fran invited
David over to watch. To sort of lubricate things she
made sure there was a lot of beer and wine available
as well as snacks to make everyone thirsty. Then she
rearranged the living room furniture to make the couch
the only good place in the room from which to watch
the TV.
David showed up, and Fran positioned herself on the
couch to make sure that the only place for him to sit
was next to Ann. After consuming several beers, David
loosened up and he and Ann were giving each other high
fives and giggling and talking over the good plays. By
the time the game was over everyone had a pretty good
buzz going. Then Fran put the next part of her plan
in effect. "I got a video this afternoon," she told
the other two. She popped the tape into the player and
plopped back down on the couch so close to David that
he unconsciously scooted closer to Ann.
The video was one of those B movie tits and ass shows
that takes place on the beach. It was short on plot,
but long on men with rippling abs and busty babes
wearing bikinis that were entirely to small for their
purpose. Fran was pleasantly surprised when the movie
began with a long and sensuous sex scene. She noticed
Ann and David had stopped talking and giggling and
that they were giving the couple on the screen all
their attention. About that time the phone rang. Fran
jumped up and ran into the kitchen to answer it. It
was her father, also a UK fan, who wanted to replay
the game in detail.
When Fran finally got off the phone and headed back
to the living room she thought, 'At least I gave them
plenty of time to be alone.' And when she entered the
room and looked at her cousin and her roommate in the
flickering light from the television she thought, 'I
guess I've taken care of putting them together.'
Ann was laying back on the couch with David on top of
her. They were in a kiss so deep Fran couldn't see how
they could breath. David had run his hand up Ann's tee
shirt and he was rubbing and squeezing her generous
tits. Fran figured they might stop when they realized
that she was back in the room, so she quietly took a
seat in a chair across from them.
David's hands were roaming over Ann's body from the
curve of her luscious ass up to her breasts. Because
she had moved the furniture around, Fran couldn't see
the television very well from that chair and her
attention was constantly drawn back to the writhing
couple on the couch.
As she watched, David pulled Ann's tee shirt off and
then unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor.
David took one of her succulent tits in hand and then
he moved his lips to her rock hard nipple and ran his
tongue over it.
Ann reached down and unzipped his pants and pushed
them down. She began to rub the bulge in the front
of David’s briefs. When she found that his cock was
so hard it was straining at the thin material of his
shorts, she hooked her thumbs in the waistband of the
briefs and pulled them down. Ann stared hungrily at
David's cock as it pointed nearly straight up his
lean body and pulsed with his heart beat. When her
eyes locked on his they giggled and resumed taking
off each other's clothes. When they were naked and
staring at each other Ann said, "I need to taste you."
David breathed, "Oh yes," as he laid back on the
couch.
Meanwhile, back at the chair, Fran was about to have
a melt down. David and Ann had obviously forgotten
about her in their passion. She slid down in her chair
and lifted one hand to a breast and her other hand
went down the front of her jeans. Parting the outer
lips of her pussy she wasn't surprised to find a warm
clinging wetness. As she watched Ann take David's
erection into her mouth, Fran suppressed a moan and
began to gently rub the little nubbin of her clit.
David couldn't take his eyes off Ann's face as she
slid her lips up and down his cock. The sensations
were incredible. "Oh God, Ann...suck it," he whispered.
"That feels too good." The pulsing sensations in his
cock began to build. David couldn't keep his hips from
pumping up to meet Ann's lips as they tried to milk
the cum from his balls.
Ann knew that David couldn't last much longer. When
she glanced up, she saw David throw his head back. His
hands grabbed the fabric of the couch and his voice was
nearly squeaking as he gasped, "Ann...oh Ann...I'm
going to cuuummmm."
Ann felt the head of David's cock grow larger in her
mouth, and the pressure of the cum as it surged up
David's cock shaft. His hips shot upward as Ann's
mouth suddenly filled with hot, thick wads of cum.
Ann was able to not only swallow David's cum, but she
went on to suck even harder on his spewing cock. David
was about to go delirious with pleasure. He thought
that he might pass out with the sensations Ann was
creating in his blood engorged cock head.
When David had finally spent himself Ann released his
softening cock from her soft lips. David said, "Oh
Ann that was incredible." He stroked her hair gently
and smiled into her eyes. "Let me see what I can do
for you."
As Ann arose and started to join David on the couch,
they both heard a moan from across the room. It came
from Fran who had her eyes closed tight, and with one
hand on her clit and the other busily stroking a rigid
nipple, was writhing in her own orgasm. For nearly a
minute her hips pumped and her legs quivered in spasms
of pleasure.
Fran opened her eyes to see Ann and David starring at
her. For a second she was rigid with shame. But then
she saw Ann wiggle her finger in a come hither gesture.
Ann said, "Come here Fran. I've always wanted to do
this to you."
Fran quickly stripped off her shirt and jeans and
joined the other two on the couch. Ann pulled Fran
down until one of Fran's legs was across Ann's lap
and the other was on the floor, leaving Fran's puffy
pussy lips open to Ann's fingers. "God , your body is
burning," whispered Ann, as she slipped a finger into
Fran's wet cunt.
"I can't believe we're doing this," breathed Fran as
she tilted her head in order to kiss her roommate hard
on her full lips. She couldn't keep her hips still as
Ann thrilled her clit with light quick flicks of her
finger.
David had slid to the end of the couch. When Ann had
given him the cum of his life he thought that he might
not be able to arouse his flaccid cock again for a
week. But as he watched the two women, only a couple
of feet away, begin to moan in their sexual heat, he
felt a renewed power in his manhood. His hand went to
his now rapidly hardening cock and began to stroke it
from base to the tip. In a few minutes precum was
washing over the head and David found himself squeez-
ing it in order to keep from squirting his load.
It was amazing, thought Fran, just how much pleasure
could come from Ann's finger moving only a quarter
inch at a time, with a steady stroke, on the tiny
bundle of nerves that was her clit. The sense of
warmth and fullness filled her crotch and thighs. It
built in waves until, at the crest of one wave, there
was no let down and the spasming mindless pleasure of
an orgasm filled her body.
"Oh, Ann," she moaned. "That's wonderful. I never
knew how good it could be with another woman."
Ann laughed, "Well, I've yet to find out tonight, for
God's sake, make me cum, I'm about to go out of my
mind."
Fran was eager to give Ann the same pleasure that she
had just experienced. She maneuvered herself on the
couch until her lips were hovering over the blood
engorged lips of Ann's pussy. "Eat me," whispered Ann,
as Fran's tongue speared into her dripping cunt.
"Mmmmmmm...," Fran moaned into her friend's quivering
hole. She couldn't believe that the taste and smell of
a woman's pussy could be such a turn on.
David couldn't hold himself back any longer. The sight
of Fran's glistening red pussy waving back and forth
just inches away was too much. Cousin or no he just
had to stick his rock hard cock into that hot and wet
chamber. He got to his knees behind Fran and guided
his cock head into her cunt. With a shove of his hips,
he was buried up to his cockhairs in his cousin's
pussy.
Fran welcomed the cock in her cunt by setting up a
mutual rhythm with David. She replaced her probing
tongue in Ann's seething pussy with a finger and
turned to David saying, "Oh Dave... I love your cock.
We should have been fucking for years."
"So tight and hot," he hissed between clenched teeth.
David felt as if the cum in his balls was about to
boil.
Fran could swear she felt David's cock swell as he
began to moan in time with his thrusting hips and
spewing cock. It triggered her own orgasm which was
soon followed by Ann's first but not last orgasm of
the night.
***
Back in the car I said, "God Fran, that is too wild."
She gave me a hard look that belied her drunken state.
"Ann and I have a lot of fun these days," she said.
When she said that; the hot blood simply flooded my
pussy. I felt as if I might cum if I so much as shifted
my butt on the seat of the car. But instead I made a
turn and headed my car toward Sarah's apartment.
"Where are he going?" asked Fran.
"I want you to meet a special friend," I grinned in
reply. After all there was plenty of weekend left.
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