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Showing Off Again
(with Sue and Sharon)
by Backrub
bckrub@aol.com
A surprisingly hot May Friday in New England, Memorial Day weekend.
Sharon had been coy about the purpose of the visit, but Sue felt that any
visit to Sharon's was time well spent. A good friend with whom you could
share your thoughts, commiserate, share and trust. After breakfast she
showered, toweled off and dressed. Cutoffs, a cotton camisole and
sandals.
The ninety-minute drive to Sharon's went quickly; the holiday traffic
wouldn't hit until afternoon, and when Sue pulled into Sharon's driveway it
was just before noon. In front of the house was an old beat up pickup,
cluttered with landscaping paraphernalia: lawn mowers, rakes, collected
tree branches and tools. The truck looked like it had seen more than a
little action backing or banging into the trees which were a big part of
its business.
Sue rang the bell and heard soft footsteps on the other side. The door
opened and Sharon greeted her with a "Hi, girlfriend!", a hug and a quick
kiss on the cheek.
Exchanging events of the last few weeks, they walked from the vestibule,
through the kitchen and into the living room, with the adjoining porch.
As they entered the living room, Sue's attention was taken by a view
through the large bay window looking onto the back yard. Two young,
muscular men wearing only torn cutoffs and work boots were hoeing, weeding
and pruning flower beds and shrubs.
Sharon noticed Sue's double take, "Like that, huh?"
"I got my tax refund check a week ago and thought I'd treat myself to a
yard work over that didn't involve me for a change."
"Yeah, I'll bet. This is a landscaping company that let's you pick out
the workers from a photo album?"
Sharon, blushed and laughed defensively, "No, but they are pretty nice,
aren't they?"
"You got that right. The one on the left looks like a young Keith
Hernandez, and the blonde is pretty easy on the eyes as well."
"I heard them, I think his name is Harold."
"Well, Harold," Sue said to no one in particular, "You and your friend
have nice butts."
"You are SO bad!"
"Like all you're thinking about are their horticultural skills. Right.
You've been unattached for two months now, you must be climbing the walls.
Your fingers must have callouses and you must have gone through two sets
of batteries on your vibrator. You should get the rechargables, you know;
less solid waste. I have a little solar battery recharger on my window
seat at home, just to recharge vibrator batteries."
Just at that point, "Keith" looked up from his work, smiled and waved,
sweat dripping from his black locks and his mustache. Sue smiled and
waved back, perhaps a bit too comically.
"Yup, love that horticulture. He can lick my petals any old time."
"You're incorrigible, Sue. I'm paying them good money to do yard work.
They've been at it for six hours now and I want to make sure they get
done. They'd probably stink anyway and...what am I saying! You don't even
know they'd be interested."
"They're what? Eighteen? Maybe twenty? I've already scoped out their left
hands and they are no wedding bands in sight. They're men and very young
ones at that. When is the last time you've been with a man that young?
Remember? Not great in the experience department, but let's just say I
think what we have here are a couple of potential energizer bunnies.
Betcha a quarter. I wouldn't want to live with someone that young, but
they do have certain, um, physiological advantages."
"Look, Sharon, once every so often in life you are offered an opportunity
which, if you pass it up you will regret. You'll regret it today,
tomorrow and especially tonight."
"Yeah, well, it's almost like paying for it."
"So we're doing our part to maintain a tradition of gender role reversals.
Hey, they're doing the yard. They'll probably be happy to do you for
nothing. Remember "Indecent Proposal?" The fundamental flaw with that
film is that most women would have sex with Robert Redford for car fare.
Go get a few towels, soap and a box of condoms. It's game time."
While Sharon was gone, Sue moved closer, leaned against the large full
height window and began to run her fingers absent-mindedly over her
nipples, which quickly began to harden. After a few seconds she saw
Harold turn to "Keith" and say something she could not hear, but she could
see them both laugh and shake their heads. Her other hand moved to her
cutoffs, where she began to trace the edge of the frayed denim with her
fingers, and then moved onto the flap over her zipper.
Sharon returned and placed the toiletry articles on a table. She smiled
lasciviously as she watched Sue. "And what are you up to?"
"Just trying to raise the temperature a bit. I think you're going to lose
that quarter, girlfriend."
Sharon moved over next to Sue and began stretching exercises which hiked
her denim skirt two or three inches above its original mid-thigh length.
Then she stepped back and, keeping her eyes right on Harold, began to
slowly hike up her skirt, revealing increasingly large amounts of smooth,
muscular thigh above her high top black sneakers and socks.
Harold and "Keith" were at a decided disadvantage in this "contest." Sue
and Sharon grew up at a time when you might have respectability, but
rebelliousness was reasonably accepted, especially among young people.
Keith and Harold, children of the late eighties and nineties, were brought
to respect authority a little too much, calling people "Sir" and "Ma'am"
and with minds focused on the law schools they hoped to get into in three
years.
Temptation was staring them in the face and it was only a matter of time
until they weakened. Sue unsnapped her shorts and slowly pulled down the
zipper, revealing pink cotton panties underneath. Sharon continued to
slowly raise her skirt as she swayed her hips back and forth and
purposefully flexed and unflexed leg and thigh muscles. With her other
hand she pulled her shirt out of her skirt and exposed a swath of bare
stomach, including her navel. Both women stared directly at the men, who
continued to work but stole increasingly frequent looks at the women and
showed clear signs of a loss of concentration and coordination.
Sue slipped one hand into her panties and began to masturbate. She leaned
against the window column, her other arm sliding up her camisole up and
over her braless breasts. Then her free arm spread up along the column.
Sharon slipped off her panties, turned her back to the window and bent
over to grab her ankles, baring her shapely ass and large pussy lips to
her increasingly tense audience. She righted herself after a few seconds,
grabbed a chair and placed one sneakered foot on the chair, again
effectively exposing her moist slit, which she began to massage and
finger.
"Keith" and Harold had now stopped working and were now nervously standing
ten feet from the window, shifting their weight from foot to foot. Harold
tried to slide his hand over the outside of the front of his shorts, as if
no one would notice. "Keith" began using his flat palm to rub the front
of his, no longer caring.
It was Sue's orgasm that pushed things over the edge. The move of her
hand-bulge within her pink panties became increasing frantic. Then the
muscles in her stomach, became taught, she arched her back, pressing her
right against the glass and she buried her face in her up stretched spare
arm as she spasmed, grunted and moaned. She turned her face, contorted in
pleasure, to the window and began to lick the glass.
The two women gained their composure and, slightly rearranging their
clothing, exited the back door to the back yard to meet two sweaty young
men with obvious bulges in their pants.
"OK, strip! said Sharon, as Sue grabbed the garden hose and turned the
hand valve. No sooner had "Keith" and Harold awkwardly pulled their
cutoffs and underwear over their erections than Sharon tossed them bars of
soap and Sue turned the hose on them.
"Whoa!" yelped Harold as the cold water, tempered only by a hose that had
been sitting in the sun, hit him.
"Shit! Woooo!"
"Let's get a move on, boys," said Sue, "There are two pussies here waiting
for your attention, but we want you reasonably clean."
After they had quickly cleaned themselves, Sharon walked over for a quick
soapy stroking of each cock, then Sue opened fire once again with the hose
eliciting another round of whoops and yelps. Sue turned off the water,
Sharon tossed them towels and they followed the two women inside.
"Sharon, on your back on the floor," order Sue, placing her arms coach
like on the two men's shoulders she continued, "Now boys, it's been a
while since my friend here has had the opportunity to be pleasured by two
mouths, four hands and two cocks. Have I made myself clear?"
Sharon, nude, lay on the living room carpet as "Keith" lay between her
legs, spread them and lowered his mouth onto her waiting pussy. Harold
lay next to her and positioned his head to suck on her breasts, but not
until he had offered a long, full kiss.
"Keith" kissed Sharon's labia and the insides of her thighs as Harold
covered her neck, chest, shoulder and breasts with kisses and licks. Sue
pulled up a chair six feet away and settled down to drape her legs over
the arms of the chair and masturbate as she watched the trio through
lust-misted eyes.
"Keith" licked Sharon's pussy lips and slipped a finger into her as Harold
licked and sucked on her nipples and placed one hand under head. Soon
Sharon's sensitive erogenous zones were coming under constant oral
bombardment. Writhing and moaning on the floor, her short dark hair
shaking side to side and her hips rising to meet "Keith's" mouth, combined
with the sight of the men's muscular bodies sent Sue into her own world of
arousal.
Sharon started coming and didn't stop. The muscles in her stomach and
thighs became taut, her hips shuddered non-stop and she moaned and grunted
like a wolf in heat. "Keith" slid a second finger into her pussy and
another into her ass, which he used to fingerfuck that tight orifice.
Sue's gazed was fixed on the menage a trois, even as she came, she
continued to maintain eye contact as her head snapped back and she
contorted in the chair.
"Keith" continued to eat Sharon as Harold raised himself and offered her
his cock. She took it in her mouth, but as soon as he was fully hard,
Harold withdrew, straddled her and slid his cock between her large, soft
breasts. He held her breasts together and continued to rub her nipples as
he titfucked Sharon. The new stimulation only served to vary the source
of her repeated orgasms. Now she was also bucking against the man on top
of her. Harold kept switching between eye contact with Sharon, whose eyes
were shut half the time, and Sue, who's eyes were held open by
lust-drenched voyeuristic willpower. He waited for "Keith" to, once
again, begin sucking directly on Sharon's large penis-like clit, causing
her to grunt loudly and cum. As he felt her lose control, so did he,
glancing over to Sue, meeting her gaze, and stiffening, spurting
repeatedly between Sharon's breasts and against her neck. He continued to
stroke through his after shocks and then moved off, leaving Sharon to
"Keith's" continued ministrations and a pool of cum smeared over her tits
to a sheen which reflected the noonday sun.
"Keith" had urges of his own and he began moving up onto Sharon. He
rubbed his hardening cock against her thigh as she ripped open a condom,
reached down and rolled it onto his twitching dick. He wasted no time
spreading her legs wider, placing his cockhead where she began and sliding
in. "Keith" fucked like an athlete, taking Sharon by some surprise, but
provoking an immediate response as she pawed his chest and began a chorus
of "Yes! Shit,yes!Yes!Yes!"
Sue used a crooked finger to motion Harold over and still sitting in the
chair, had him stand to the side so she could continue watching the sex
show before her while she stroked his cock in her hand, occasionally
leaning forward to lick and suck it. It took less than a minute for
Harold to harden. "Love these young guys," she laughed to herself.
"Keith" was raising himself high on each stroke in to Sharon and pounding
down, pressing his pubic bone against her clit on almost every stroke.
She continued to squirm and come, raising her hips up to meet him. As he
began exhibiting some of the almost certain symptoms of a guy about to
come, she took his head in her hands, looked him straight in the eyes and
said, "C'mon baby, come for me, come on, sweet cakes, empty your balls
into me. I want to see you come."
He did. Hard and loud, his entire body pulsing and flexing, Sue let out a
Hooo! herself as she watched, and gripped Harold's cock particularly hard
as she came again herself.
"Keith" collapsed next to Sharon and they continued to cuddle as Sue
continued to slowly stroke and suck Harold's hardon. After a few minutes
she announced, "OK! It's my turn," tapping "Keith" on the shoulder and
having both men stand. Sue and Sharon stood, stroking the two men's cocks
until they were hard again. They rolled condoms on and Sue instructed
"Keith" to lie on his back on the carpet. She squatted and then mounted
him from above, closing her eyes as sighing as she impaled herself. She
began riding him, and, after several minutes, instructed Harold to enter
her ass from behind. She leaned forward and he positioned himself,
applied some lubricant, then slowly entered her ass.
Sue found herself the meat of a warm fuck sandwich. Sharon relaxed on the
sofa, having grabbed her vibrator from her bed table. "Keith" kept his
hands on Sue's breasts, caressing and rubbing her nipples as she ground
herself on him and as Harold, in turn, slid himself in and out of her
tight, clutching ass. She writhed between the two men, moaning as her
movements and Harold's pressured moved "Keith's" cock against her G-spot,
Harold's mouth nibbled and sucked her neck and "Keith's" hands kept watch
over her breasts. Sharon rubbed the buzzing vibrator against her pussy as
she sat mesmerized at the sight of Sue's body riding the waves of two
hunky men. Sue began coming and didn't stop, lying almost flat on top of
"Keith," truly sandwiched and wedged between their muscular, pulsing
bodies, she rode wave after wave of male strength. Sharon started coming
again as she saw Harold stiffen, shudder and come into Sue's ass, pressing
her even tighter against "Keith." Sharon slipped over the edge yet again
as she saw Sue move her head down to "Keith's" ear, tongue it, and then
whisper something that she could not hear, but which caused "Keith" to
arch his back, stiffen, groan loudly, grab Sue and grind/pump himself up
against her, taking her with him into a sweating, shuddering spasm.
Sharon passed out.
When she awoke it may have been minutes or hours later. She was still on
the sofa, her juices marking a path from her cunt to the vibrator still
lying against her thigh. Through bleary eyes she saw Sue kneeling,
facing her, between Harold and "Keith" who were facing each other. Sue
was stroking the two mens' cocks, holding them not more than an inch from
each other. She bent down to lick their balls, first Harold's, then
"Keith"'s, each responding with tightened thighs and butts. Sharon
crawled over to them from the sofa, grabbing the bottle of massage oil.
She took a couple of spurts of the cum-like lotion and rubbed it into each
of the cocks, and, as Sue continued to lathe their balls, Sharon took the
two cocks and held them together. The men hesitated momentarily, but
almost immediately they began thrusting against each other, Sharon
wrapping her fingers around them to hold the cocks in place, sliding back
and forth against each other and against Sharon's hands. Sue reemerged
from beneath and faced Sharon across the dueling dicks. They pressed
their breasts together under the sliding cocks and their hands found their
pussies. The foursome continued the slippery bump and grind and slosh
until the men looked down to see Sue and Sharon's eyes glazing over and
their backs arching.
The two cocks began spurting. Cum splatted onto Harold and Keith's
stomach's from the other cocks, cumming all over each other cocks and over
the two pairs of pressed, heaving breasts underneath. Sue and Sharon took
the still spurting cocks and rubbed them against each other and over their
breasts until the scent of pussy and semen musk hung heavy in the late
Spring air.
Backrub
aka BCKRUB@aol.com
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Showing Off Again
(with Sue and Sharon)
by Backrub
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