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CHAPTER 14  

KARENS SIDE

After the talk in the bathroom, I felt really terrible. I could imagine
what Kathy was going through. I'd warned her about Doug and the way the
four of us were screwing each other all the time, I never dreamed Kathy
was falling for him, at least until about a week ago. Then all the signs
seemed to come over night. Kathy started to question Dougs where abouts
every minute they weren't together, and she seemed to be jealous the last
time our little four some had been together. Oh, she took Jim on and as
far as I could see, she really enjoyed herself, but I realized afterwards
that Kathy seemed glued to Doug, she wouldn't leave his side, and she
started talking about the two of them leaving and going somewhere else. 
To be perfectly honest, I had never done the things the four of us had
been doing the last few weeks and I was really having a great time. I had
two handsome guys, who also happened to be great lovers, at my beck and
call. 
I felt  utterly sexy with both of them. I had opened my legs and taken 
both of them  inside my body, even taking load after load from their
spurting cocks deep inside my womb. Knowing that another girl was doing
the same things, made it even greater. I don't want to sound strange or
anything, but when  Kathy and I were lying on the same bed and the guys
were taking turns on us, I was even more turned on than usual. Somehow,
the sight of Kathys pretty legs opened wide with a guy between them
thrusting his prick inside her tight hole added a whole new dimension. I
could be both participant and voyeur at the same time.
If Doug was working on Kathy and Jim was poking me, I could look at Kathy
as she pumped her hips up to receive Dougs thrusts. More than once, I had
seen Kathy wrap her legs around Dougs waist and her arms around his neck,
kissing him deeply while he shot his semen inside her belly. The sight of
their obvious enjoyment made me cum even harder as Jim put it to me. Yes,
I was enjoying myself, and I didn't want it blown by Kathys getting
jealous.
One night Doug and I were at his place. We had just finished a great 
session of lovemaking with him taking me from behind once, laying between
my legs once, and me riding him to completion once. We were exhausted as
we lay on the bed recuperating. I said to him, "Doug, we've known each
other a long time, and I feel we're good friends, but I've got to tell
you, I think Kathy is falling for you, and I don't want to see her get
hurt. I know this is none of my business, but I want to know how you feel
about her? Is there anything there, or is it just the sex?"
Doug looked at me for a minute and then replied," I really like her, and
that scares me, I feel great when I'm with her. We have a lot of fun even
out of bed. In bed, she makes me feel like I'm 10 feet tall. She loves sex
so much, and she seems to love it with me most of all. I guess I can call
what we do making love - not fucking. 
With the other girls I've known, it was just physical. No emotion was
involved. With Kathy, there is emotion, I want to please her, and she
seems to want to please me, the time we spend together is just fantastic."
 I looked at him and asked, "If you feel that way, why do you let Jim
screw her? Why don't just the two of you guys try and spend time alone,
and maybe make something out of this? You  seem great for each other, and
it seems a shame not to try."
Dougs answer confused the hell out of me. He said," I'm going to tell you
a secret, but I'm going to ask you to promise, and I mean promise, that
you won't say anything to anybody, especially Kathy. Will you do that?"  I
looked at him, and realized he was deadly serious, so I nodded my head and
reached out to hold his hand as he began.
Doug said  "I've never been in love before. I know that now, because I'm
pretty sure I'm in love with Kathy, and it scares the hell out of me. I've
always been my own person, never accounting to anyone. Now when Kathy
isn't with me, I feel empty, like half a person or something, and when
we're together things seems so great that even sex seems to pale by
comparison.
Don't get me wrong the sex  is so great, I could spend the rest of my life
in bed with her, but I guess what I'm saying is that even if we weren't
having  sex, I'd still want to be with her. That's a first for me. If a
girl didn't put out on the first or second date, I just walked away. I
guess I was a real son-of-a-bitch. 
There were some girls that I stayed with for a while, but it was always
because they were great in bed, and didn't make any demands, at least for
a while, but eventually they all started to expect me to be an ornament on
their arm. They started to demand that I do things and go places with them
that I didn't want to. That was always my cue to take off, because things
were get-ting out of hand. 
With Kathy it seems different, when we go out, I'm about the proudest guy
in the place just to have such a girl with me and I swear it's not her
looks alone. She  treats me so great, I really seem to matter to her, my
wishes seem to matter, it's not always what she wants that counts. That in
itself is pretty unusual from the girls I dated."
I was dumb founded. Was this my Doug? The womanizing wanderer, the love-em
and leave-em stud I'd known for all these years. The mighty had apparently
fallen, and actually I couldn't have been happier. I had come to love
Kathy like a little sister, and I had always counted Doug as my second
best friend (the first being my fiance) and to think that the two of them
might actually get together sent shivers through me. It would be so great.
They seemed so right for each other.
I had kept my promise to Doug.  I hadn't said a word to anybody,
especially Kathy about what he had told me. Now, after the bathroom scene,
I was sick. Why in hell hadn't Doug said something to Kathy? Why had Kathy
turned all at once into a jealous girl friend? What was going on here? My
best friends were tearing themselves apart, and the worst of it was that
they really cared for each other, and they were going to blow it.
When Kathy went over to the bar to flirt with the guy she had been
watching, I could tell Doug was heart broken, but he wouldn't say anything
to stop it, and I was ready to kill them both. I leaned over to Doug and
said, "You damn fool. All she needs to hear is that you care about her.
You don't have to tell her you love her or anything, but at least say
something." Doug merely shook his head and got up to go to the bathroom.
When he came back, he walked to the table and said, "I'm sorry if this
ruined the night for you guys, but I guess my pride is involved, and if
Kathy wants to go home with this guy,  I don't have any hold on her. It's
not my place to tell her what to do." With that he walked toward the exit
saying he was going home.
I motioned Kathy to come to the table.  I had made up my mind. I was going
to tell her what Doug had told me a few nights earlier. I couldn't stand
by and watch this happen, but Kathy shook her head no. I saw her ask the
big guy to dance with her, and I honestly felt like leaving her there and
let her screw up her life. She had a great guy and she was going to throw
it all away by being childish and jealous. 
All of a sudden it hit me what I was thinking. I was in the same boat. If
my fiancé ever found out what I was doing with Jim and Doug, I could kiss
him good-by. Maybe I shouldn't get involved with other peoples problems
until I could straighten out my own.
Over the last few weeks, I had become very attached to Jim, we always had
a great time together, and the sex-Oh Jesus, the sex was great, that big
cock of his always put me on the ceiling. I had spread my legs and
welcomed him inside my body more times in the last weeks than I had for my
fiance in all the years we had been going together.
It was a sexy adventure. I spent my  days dreaming about seeing him in the
evening. When we did get together, our hello kiss always made my pussy
gush and I went weak in the knees, the only thing I wanted from life was
to have him inside me.  I didn't care how, it didn't matter if I was on
top (that little extra depth was always a real turn on)  or if I was on my
hands and knees with him coming in from behind. 
If I'm in a romantic mood, my favorite position was, and always will be,
when I'm on my back cradling him between my legs. I could look at his
handsome face and rub my hands over his great body and kiss him as he
turned me to jello with his great technique. 
We had been acting like newly weds, we went out at night, but we were
always in bed by 10 enjoying each other's bodies. We usually ended up
screwing each other at least twice a night, more if I could stay at his
house. There was one night that he fucked me twice, and I have to admit I
fucked him once.
After he had finished the second time, we had both dozed off  with me
lying on top him. When I when I woke up, I was still lying on him, and his
cock was rock hard again. I needed to go to the bathroom. Being as careful
as possible not to disturb Jim, I slid off his hard body. When I came
back, he was still lying on his back with his pole sticking up and I had
to admit I was getting turned on just looking at it. The thought of what
that piece of meat did to my body when it went inside made me light headed
and my pussy began to gush. 
Bending over I kissed the tip of him, slowly pulling the head into my
mouth and began to suck on him and swirl my tongue along the slit. This
brought a moan from him, although he still didn't wake up. Putting both my
hands on his shaft  (it was long enough that both my hands fit with at
least another hand full left over), I rubbed them slowly and softly up and
down his length. I had the thrill of feeling him grow even larger and
begin to throb under my manipulations.
Lifting one leg and straddling his body, I located my hips so his cock was
at the entrance of my pussy. I ever so slowly lowered myself down that big
shaft savoring each and every inch, until I had it all inside me. "God did
it ever feel great." Even though there were small moans coming from Jim,
and his hips were moving slightly, he was still asleep.
I don't think he ever fully awoke as I raised and lowered myself on him,
it was a slow, gentle love making session. I was having continuous
orgasms, not the big, jar your teeth variety, just a small cozy high that
left my whole body weak.  I think at that moment, I realized for the first
time that I loved Jim and it scared me.  I was engaged to one guy, and
here I sat like a queen on her throne with another guys cock buried deep
in my belly cuming like crazy. Emotionally, I was turning into a very
confused girl.
By now, I knew I loved sex. But did I also love Jim? If I did, how could
we do this foursome thing? I had seen him lying comfortably between Kathys
legs with his big cock buried deep inside her body as he  gave her the
best he had. I had seen her kiss him and wrap her arms and legs around his
body as she had one orgasm after another caused by his driving prick. I
had seen him arch his back and pull her hips close as he shot his load
into her belly. Yet I felt no jealousy.
Could it be we were just such good friends that I wanted to share them,
and I wanted them to share each other? I don't know, but  this was
beginning to get more complicated than I had bargained for. After I
finished with Jim, I headed to the  living room to think things over. I
ran into Doug on the way and I practically raped him right there just to
prove to myself that Jim was not the only one capable of screwing me.
I don't know why the sex with Doug continued, I could get more than enough
from Jim. The first few times had been when all four of us were together,
and it was like experimentation, and the guys were into it as much as
Kathy and I were. It was quite a feeling to be lying on the same bed as
Kathy and having first Jim then Doug slide their cock inside my belly. 
The first time Doug and I did it alone, was kind of by accident. Kathy was
working and Jim was out of town for a couple of days and Doug came over
and asked if I'd like to go to the lake with him for the evening. Since I
had nothing to do and we had done this many times before, I said "Sure,
hold on until I change. I got a new suit today, and I'll wear that." 
The new suit I got was a real sexy bikini, the kind with the high cut
legs, and the top was just a piece of cloth that hardly covered my
nipples, say nothing about my breasts. I had really gotten it to drive Jim
nuts, not that I needed anything special to get his interest, he was
always hard and ready the minute we kissed. I knew I had the type of body
that the guys liked, and with what we had shared, I wasn't too bashful
about using it to tease Jim.	When I came out of the house, Doug did a
classic double take and said "Jesus Karen that is one sexy suit. Sure
doesn't leave much to the imagin-ation does it?"  I  couldn't resist this
opening, and I smiled as coyly as possible at him, and rubbed my hands
down my sides and said "Doug, after all the times we've screwed each
other, do you really need an imagination to know what's under this suit?
Seems like you should have most of it pretty well memorized by now. I'll
bet I can draw that pretty cock of yours from memory, right down to the
length of the slit that you use to shoot your load into me."
Doug nearly choked. His face turning red about the same time as the front
of his swim suit bulged out. I had to laugh at this, and I patted his arm
and said "Lets go, it looks like you can use some of that cold lake water.
What's the matter isn't Kathy giving you enough? She must be, I've seen
her spread her legs, and fuck you to a standstill, plus you and I have
gotten together quite a few times. How much more do you need?" 
Doug just smiled at me, and said "Any time I see a girl with a body like
yours, I just naturally get ideas, can't help it." We continued to joke
back and forth like that until we got to the lake, and to our surprise the
beach was empty. Doug had brought a big cooler filled with drink makings,
and we sat on the beach and talked as we sipped one drink after another. I
should have realized things were going a little far, because as I caught
Doug looking at me,  I realized Iwas looking at him too. 
We finally decided, just as it was getting dark, that if we were going
swimming we'd better do it now, so we got up and waded out into the lake
to get used to the water, before we dove in.
As we stood knee deep in the water, Doug put his arm around my shoulders
and said "Karen, I've got to thank you for these last few weeks, they have
been the greatest of my life. I've had more fun, and done more things than
I could have ever imagined. Please don't worry about me saying anything.
You have as much right to enjoy yourself as any guy does." With that, we
looked at each other, and our lips drifted together. We kissed a slow
sweet friendly kiss, that somehow turned into a pot boiler. The next thing
I knew, I was holding onto Doug for dear life, and I could feel his hard
on grinding into my stomach, and the juice was flowing from my pussy.
We quickly decided swimming was not what we wanted to do. Since my folks
were gone for the week, we beat a hasty retreat to my house, and my
bedroom, in that order. Doug proceeded to help me off with my suit and I
did the same for him. I spread my legs, and welcomed him inside my body
for the first of four times that night.
Doug left about 5:30 in the morning, primarily to keep the neighbors from
talking. By the time he left, we were both exhausted and thoroughly fucked
out. My pussy was sore from all the stroking he had done. I was exhausted
from the multiple orgasms that had wracked my body through out the night.
Doug wasn't in much better shape. He claimed his cock felt raw, and his
balls actually ached from being so empty. 
Like I said, that was the first of many times alone. We didn't go out of
our way to get together but if both Kathy and Jim weren't available, we
usually managed to meet somewhere to take the edge off, as we called it.
One time when Kathy and I were alone, I asked her jokingly if she would
mind if Doug and I got together when she and Jim weren't available. (she
didn't know we had already been doing it.) 
She surprised me by saying, "I know your kidding, but  as long as its a
two way street, I don't think I'd mind. I've kind of wondered what it
would be like to spend the night alone with Jim. I know Doug is great, and
I would guess the way you talk Jim is just as good, but the idea of having
that big cock all to myself  for the night just starts the juices
flowing." 
On hearing that I made plans to get Doug out of the way for a night so
Kathy could try Jim, and boy did I know what she was in for. I could
almost guarantee that after a night with Jim, my cute little friend
wouldn't want cock again for a little while.