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Standard disclaimers apply.

  For reasons I shall not elaborate, I discovered that a certain woman,
with whom I had had intimate discussions on the net, was also someone
that I knew socially. After a brief period of mutual embarassment, we
both succumbed to the temptation to meet. She invited me to her
apartment on a sunny Tuesday afternoon.   When I rang the doorbell, she
greeted me at the door wearing a terrycloth robe. Without saying much,
she directed me to her living room, handed me a rather potent rum and
coke, and seated herself upon an overstuffed chair.  I sat opposite her
and began sipping my drink, as my eyes became accustomed to the
darkened room. It had  light coming from a single window, which shone
brightly upon her knees. I noticed a mostly-empty glass on the table
next to her -- evidently she had not waited for me, and had consumed
most of her drink herself. Not many words had passed between us, and I
had taken several long, satisfying pulls on my drink, when I noticed
that her hand had crept discreetly down into her robe, and was
wandering about her crotch. I looked up and met her eyes, and she
smiled with satisfaction, knowing where my eyes had been. Then, in one
fluid motion, she shifted her hips forward, parting the lower half of
her robe, and placing her lower body directly in the stream of
sunlight.  Her pussy was framed in a luxurious growth of black hair,
and it seemed that she had been actually quite busy before I had
arrived, because her pussy lips were swollen and glistening with
nectar. She was slowly, and deliberately massaging around her clit. I
met her eyes again, and I could see my intense interest reflected in
them. I pulled my chair up closer to get a better look. Her eyes had a
slightly glazed look from her mounting pleasure, but she was also
concentrating on watching my reaction -- she was clearly holding
herself back from a complete surrender to the sensation of her active
fingers.  "That looks nice," I said. She said nothing, but continued to
smile, her mouth hanging open a little. With her free hand, she reached
over and picked up her drink, polishing it off with one long gulp.  I
decided to get into the spirit of the occasion; I slowly stood up,
undid my trousers, and let them drop to the floor. Standing about three
feet away from her, I seized my cock in one hand and stroked it slowly.
The appreciation on her face was clearly discernible, and the motion of
her hand increased, ever so slightly. My eyes moved between her
engorged pussy, and her eyes, which were in turn alternately checking
out my face and my cock. She was fighting to keep in control. I reached
down and finished off my drink, without interupting the rhythm of my
other hand. I was starting to feel deliciously tipsy. Kit (for that was
her name) pulled aside her robe at the top, exposing a lovely breast
with a very erect nipple. She dipped her fingers generously into her
wet, wet cunt, and brought them up to coat her nipple in the juice. The
invitation in her eyes was impossible to resist -- I dropped to my
knees and moved in close enough to take her nipple in my mouth,
savoring the nectar. She gasped, and I brought my face up to look into
her eyes, which were now considerable less focussed. She continued to
smile, still fighting to stay in control, as she brought her hand up
once again to coat the other nipple. As I moved to suck it with growing
urgency, she moaned, pulled away, and pushed me backwards onto the
thick plush carpet. Very deliberately, she straddled my face, and
keeping her pussy tantalizingly out of reach of my mouth, resumed
stroking it. She was trembling; I could tell that she was very near her
climax. Dipping her fingers far inside, she reached down to allow me to
suck the juice off of them, replacing them on her pussy with her other
hand, without missing a beat. She was massaging herself very slowly,
trying to delay the inevitable, and switching her hands to allow me to
lap the juice with something like desperation. Finally, she swung
gracefully around, allowing me to bury my face in her cunt, while
engulfing my cock in her wonderful mouth. Her self-control was
magnificent, because even though she began cumming immediately, in a
glorious flow of juice all over my insatiable lips and tongue, she
nonetheless applied herself relentlessly to my cock, bringing me to
orgasm as well, before her own had come to a shuddering conclusion.
We lay there for a moment, savoring the tastes, and then she rolled
lazily off of me. At that moment, we heard the door open, and the
overhead light went on, revealing to us a young lady at the door, who
was blushing very deeply -- because the light was also revealing us to
her.

"I'm sorry," she stammered, "I didn't think anyone would be home right
now."

"What do you mean, you live here!" replied Kit. "This is Becky, my
roomate," she said to me, adding mischievously, "...she hasn't seen a
naked man in a long, long time."

Actually, I was only naked from the waist down. Kit had somehow managed
to regain her robe. Impulsively, I stripped off my shirt. Becky blushed
again, but did not avert her eyes. She said, defensively, "It hasn't
been that long." Becky continured to look at me. She was a bit plain in
the face, but voluptuous, and wearing a provocatively short skirt.

Kit, still mischievous, said to Becky, "Becky, what do you think of
this?" Whereupon she sort of slithered over to me and took my cock once
again into her mouth. I closed my eyes, and smiled blissfully, feeling
her expert ministrations bring me back to full erection. I opened my
eyes, and saw Becky staring intensely. Kit paused, and said to
Becky, "Would you like a taste?" Becky blushed a third time, deeper
than before, but came toward me, crouched on the floor beside me, and
began to suck me with genuine hunger. I was transported. I was dimly
aware of Kit, who had leaned back against the chair, allowed her robe
to fall open, and was once again, slowly and deliberately, playing with
her pussy. Becky was sucking my cock like mad, and sort of bucking her
hips, causing her skirt to hike up. Then I realized that this was not
an involuntary motion -- she had succeeded in exposing her crotch. She
wore no panties. She bent one leg, in such a manner that I knew, that
she knew, that I had a splendid view of her cunt. She had fine and
wispy light brown pubic hair, that framed her pussy and continued down
the inside of her thighs. Her cunt was fully aroused, and there was a
glistening line down the middle where her lips parted, where the juice
was threatening to spill out onto the carpet. I looked at Kit, whose
eyes were fixed on Becky's bobbing head and my throbbing cock. I
motioned her to come closer, which she did, with a distracted look on
her face, and without interrupting her increasingly busy fingers. Then
she took note of the feast that Becky was displaying. I smiled at her,
stretched out my hand, and trailed my finger along Becky's slit, after
which I offered it to Kit's lips. She looked a little shocked and
hesitant, but her fingers continued working her clit, and after a
moment she opened her mouth to taste Becky's juice. The surrender to
what was apparently a sort of forbidden fruit, sent Kit over the top --
she came with a shudder, while sucking my finger with abandon.

Then, Kit seemed to compose herself for a moment. She called out to
Becky with an urgent tone, "Sit on his face! He loves it!" Becky paused
obediently, hoisted up her skirt, and moved into position. Her cunt
tasted like paradise. Although I could not see Kit, I could feel her
sucking my cock again, with greater relish than before, and then I felt
her lower her cunt on to my cock, and begin to slowly, deliberately
fuck me. I felt that I could come again at any moment. Then, her motion
slowed, and I felt Becky stiffen; her voluptuous riding of my mouth
came to a stop. I looked up at Becky, and saw that Kit's hands had
snaked around and were coyly cupping Becky's breasts; Becky was clearly
uncertain about this development. But Kit, undetered, nimbly undid the
buttons of Becky's blouse, and began to toy with her nipples. Becky
shuddered and let out a low moan. She began to rub her pussy sensuously
against my mouth, with increasing intensity, to the point where she
started to cum, over and over, as I lapped and sucked greedily at her
cunt. I was lost in the pleasure of devouring her flowing cunt, when
suddenly I was cumming myself, as Kit rode my cock with abandon.

But, I was still not prepared for what followed.



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