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(These stories were written for adult entertainment and should not be accessed by children.) ===================================================================== Scroll down to view text Archive name: Fran.txt (ff, mf, voy) Authors name: Heatheranne (address withheld) Story Title : Cumming Out Party ======================================================== Copyright notice: This work is copyrighted to the author All rights reserved © 1998 - Authorization was give to post this story to my archive and for re-posts to appro- priate newsgroups. =============== Kristen's collection ================= 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.