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The Trinity, #3- 1
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DULL AND BORING INTRODUCTORY MESSAGE
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This is the first of a new, third series of stories, continuing the history
of the Trinity (Candy, Judy and Janie), and me, Tom.
This posting is made in small segments (all under 64K) Future reposts may
consolidate chapters. This is an ongoing series. We anticipate a total of
20 stories; the number of postings and the number of stories will depend upon
the length of the stories, which seems to be getting shorter as I fill in the
gaps of our history.
Needless to say, this posting contains sexual activity between adult human
beings. If this offends you, please delete this newsgroup from your reading
list. You don't belong here. If you are underage, please don't read this.
As the readers of The Trinity Trilogy stories will recall, the Trinity began
when Candy and Judy moved in with me. We attended science fiction
conventions during the late 70's and early 80's, where we met many people
whom we loved, some of them in a more physical manner than others. One of
these was Janie, who joined our relationship. When Janie got pregnant (by
me--there was no doubt), Janie and I married; but Candy and Judy remained
with us. Not mentioned in the first series, but significant none the less,
is the fact that shortly after Janie and I married, Judy and Candy legally
changed their last names to mine. Although the laws of the land may not
agree, we consider themselves 'married' to each other; all for four and four
for all. [The neighbors apparently think Judy and Candy are my sisters.]
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The characters:
JUDY: Dark haired and cow-eyed (large and dark brown), Judy is an illustrator
for newspaper and print advertisments. She is somewhat exhibitionistic, and
also learned a trick from her former husband, who had been a yoga instructor.
This 'trick' was discussed extensively in my first story.
CANDY: Bleached-blonde during the first stories, she let her hair return to
its natural color in recent years. She had been overweight when we first
met, but lost much of the excess weight during the period of time covered by
the first series of stories. Candy worked as a telephone solicitor for a
photography studio.
Both of these ladies would not be the typical beach-bunny-supermodel-babe
that is typically talked about in this forum. This is not to say that they
are unattractive; the worst that could be said is that they were 'plain.'
They wore simple makeup; a little blusher, lipstick. Neither Candy nor Judy
ever wear slacks; they always have preferred long (calf-length), full skirts
and loose blouses. I don't mind. It's a lot easier to lift a skirt than to
drop tight pants.
TOM: This is me. I'm about 5'11", about 190 pounds, bearded. The brown hair
is thinning, the brown eyes a little weaker, the beard a little greyer now.
I work for the government now, and the long hours sitting at a desk shuffling
pixels are beginning to show around my middle. I have been known to repair a
pair of glasses with masking tape.
JANIE: small-framed, about a head shorter than me, dark-haired. If you look
up the word "cute" in the dictionary, you'll find Janie's picture. Think
about the young Sally Field (back when she was Gidget), and turn up the
"perky" knob a couple of notches. Janie works for a banking company, as an
executive. She was recently made head of her department, and made a Vice
President. After Janie moved in with us, she adopted Candy and Judy's form
of dress for leisure, but in her professional mode, she wears business suits.
JENNIFER: Our daughter, born in 1982 to Janie and me, although if you asked
Candy or Judy, each would claim her as their own. Jen takes after her
mother, thank goodness. Jennifer is more of a side character in these
stories: We are very protective of our little girl; touch her and you'll have
me - and her three mothers - after your ass. There will be no pedophilia in
the Trinity Trilogy stories (if that's your thing, fine, but not here).
All four of "My Girls" (and I make no apology for that term) wear their hair
long -- below their shoulders. They know what I like!
VAL: A friend from the days of conventioning, Val is mother to Veronica. She
was introduced in the first series, when she interrupted an intimate
encounter between Veronica and me, and took it over for herself. Recently
widowed, as noted in the last story of the second series, she is moving to
our area as these stories are written. I anticipate her role to increase in
future tales, so I've included her in this introduction. She won't tell us
her exact age, but let's just say 'early fifties'. Well-built, and she
doesn't look her age. Her hair is naturally auburn, but she has augmented
its shade considering the passage of time.
VERONICA: Val's daughter, now married and living in Kansas. Mentioned here
because we like to think about her. Long, strawberry-blonde hair, a bit
chubby, but chubby in all the RIGHT places.
This series of stories will be rather disjointed in time, and are not going
to be presented in chronological order. I'll give a date next to the story
title (in this form: [1994]). Some stories lap back into chronology with the
original series, some are current events. Frankly, I don't think it matters,
as long as the stories are entertaining.
I won't bore you with the entire intro in future posts to this series. All
stories in this series will be titled with "Trinity Trilogy Volume III", not
to be confused with other tales by other authors using the word 'Trinity'.
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Volume II stories, are posted on Dave Huberman's "The Louvre" archive at
Indiana University. If you can read this newsgroup, you can retrieve the
stories from Dave.
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retrieval instructions for the Archive.
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This is a work of fantasy. Any similarity to any person is coincidence.
Yeah, right. And the Energizer bunny is queer for the Easter bunny.
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Story 1: "Fourplay" [1994]
I worked late that night. There was a discrepancy in some data that I was
chunking through the computer that had to be resolved before I could find a
way to escape. When I pulled into the garage, the house was dark.
I didn't bother with lights as I went into the house. That's dangerous in a
house where there were four women who might decide to rearrange the
furniture, but I could see well enough just from the lights filtering in from
the street outside.
I went into Jennifer's room and kissed her forehead, pulling her covers up
around her. She won't let me "tuck her in" anymore; she's growing up so
damned fast. But I still go in after she's asleep and do it anyway.
Judy's door was open as I passed it. I glanced in. She was not there.
Candy's door was closed. I headed for the bathroom, then went to my room.
I eased the door open, and closed it behind me. The shades were pulled, the
room was in nearly complete darkness. Even though my eyes were adjusted to
the semi-darkness of the rest of the house, I could see nothing. I undressed
and slid into "my side" of the king-sized bed. As I moved into the bed, I
felt a warm body, and I snuggled up next to it.
Janie's voice sounded sleepy. "Hi, Honey. Get it all worked out?"
"Most of it."
She rolled over, to face me, her lips kissing my neck, a warm, perfumed scent
rising from her naked body, as she snuggled up to me. She reached one arm
around my waist, pulling me close.
There was movement on the bed behind her. My eyes now adjusted to the
darkness of our room, I glanced up so see Judy roll over to join our embrace,
her arm reaching around Janie to rest her hand on my butt. Judy smiled up at
me sleepily, then closed her eyes.
Again there was movement. Candy was in the bed, too. I raised my head as
she slipped out of the far edge of the bed, walked around the foot of the
bed, and climbed in on my side. She snuggled up behind me, warm and naked.
My mind was still grappling with the computer problem, and while I tried to
drift off to sleep, I kept "seeing" rows of data, numbers scrolling across
the monitor in my head.
Janie snored softly, Judy sighed in her sleep. I lay with my arms full,
sandwiched between the warm, soft, sexy bodies, but I just could not relax.
Behind me, Candy seemed to sense my tension. She reached up and kneaded my
shoulders. It helped. I leaned backwards into the massage, gently, trying
not to wake Janie. Candy moved against me, and kissed my cheek.
I turned over gently. Janie snuggled up under my arm in her sleep. Candy
ran a hand down my body, brushing my cock. Candy chuckled softly when it
jerked under her hand. She wrapped her fingers around it, stroking gently as
it expanded under her touch.
Candy gently moved down under the covers, and fastened her lips around the
tip end of my cock, and sucked on it, bringing my erection to its fullness.
She rolled her tongue around the glans, then took me deeply into her mouth,
deep-throating me.
She moved my hips over to one side as she stroked; when she had me separated
from Janie far enough to put her knee in, she climbed on top of me, lowering
her wet pussy over my shaft, and sitting back, raised the covers so that I
could see her breasts. I reached for them, but she sat upright, pushing my
hands away.
Janie roused a bit at the cooler air when the covers were pulled back. She
raised her head and peered at Candy sitting on my cock. She looked at me,
smiled, and pushed herself up to kiss me deeply and softly. Janie rubbed her
breasts against me, and the arm I had around her slipped down, so that I
could slip my fingers down the crack of her ass.
I moved past the pucker of her anus to her slit, as she pulled her body
closer to me, and farther over me. Judy was lying there, her eyes about half
open, watching us.
Janie gathered one leg under her, opening her slit to my fingers, as I
slipped first one digit, then two, into her sweet pussy.
Candy was still motionless, sitting on my cock. Well, outwardly motionless.
She had been taking yoga lessons from Judy, and was trying them out. She was
contracting the muscles of her vagina around my cock. She didn't quite have
the sequence right, but she was trying. She gets an "A" for effort...
Judy sat up, and adjusted Janie's hips, pulling them away from my digital
probing temporarily, turning her so that her pussy was open for Judy's mouth,
which nuzzled into Janie's crotch. I was able to move my hand back up
Janie's thigh, and Judy licked around my fingers as I stroked Janie's clit
and pussy lips. Janie broke our kiss, and lay back upon my chest, her
breasts upthrust, the nipples erect.
Candy leaned over, and took one of Janie's nipples between her lips, and my
cock moved in her pussy. I heard Candy moan, then she straightened back up,
and started moving in little circles, grinding her clit against my pubic
bone.
Janie gasped, and shuddered, as an orgasm swept through her. Judy started to
pull back, but Janie grabbed her head, and held it in place. Judy continued
to suck on Janie's clit, and a second rush of orgasm rolled over Janie,
causing her body to shiver.
I could feel the heat of Candy's pussy growing more powerful, as she rotated
over my body, when she arched her back, and gasped, "Yesss!" Her pussy
clamped down on my cock, and she rocked her hips forward and backwards.
As her contractions slowed, she rolled off of me. Janie rolled over, and
Judy turned around, so that I could bury my face in Judy's garden of
delights. Her pussy was very wet, and her clit erect and sensitive; I rolled
my tongue around it gently, inserting my fingers into her pussy, crooking one
back towards me, stroking the inside of her vaginal wall.
In short order, Judy was bucking her hips, poised on the edge of the chasm,
when one small push from my tongue washed her over the embankment, and she
fell headlong into the ocean of orgasm.
She squeezed my fingers with her pussy as she came, then as her contractions
lessened, she sat up, and pulled me up and over her. She raised her knees
up, her legs curled around mine. My cock slipped into her cunt almost on its
own accord.
I began slow strokes, and she met me, stroke for stroke, using a pelvic
thrust. The rhythm sped up. She squeezed my cock within her on each stroke,
until, finally, I exploded within her, and collapsed on top of her.
We panted together for a moment or two before we re-sorted ourselves in the
bed, Janie and Judy tucked under my arms, Candy behind Janie, her arm
reaching over, with her fingers in my navel. The girls were soon breathing
evenly or snoring softly.
The computer data no longer scrolled through my mind; I slept like the dead.
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Story 2: "Do That To Me One More Time" [1981]
Conventioning again. Judy and Candy went off trolling, Janie stayed close by
me. She didn't seem to enjoy the chase the way Judy and Candy did. We sat
in the consuite, sipping on a beer and chewing the fat with some folks from
Nashville.
One of them was Jim, a 20-year-old bespectacled fellow. Jim was new to
fandom, but was an interesting conversationalist. It was evident, though,
that he did not know either Janie or me, and therefore didn't know that we
were "attached". By mutual silent assent, we decided to keep it that way.
As we talked, Janie started to work. I didn't notice it at first; in fact I
didn't notice it at all until I saw Jim's eyes fasten on Janie' bare knees.
While we were talking, Janie had been letting her skirt ride up, slowly, and
not letting on that she knew it was happening. I went on talking, and
watched Jim's face flush and his speech start t-t-to st-st-stammer. Out of
the corner of my eye, I saw Janie reach behind her chair for something... and
let her knees part for a brief moment, allowing Jim a clear shot up her
skirt. Now Jim knew what I knew. Janie didn't wear any panties that night.
Janie turned back around, and dropped her skirt back down, as if nothing had
happened. I glanced down at Jim's crotch to see if there had been any
effect. It was clear that there was.
I directed the conversation around to another topic, when Janie announced,
"I need to go back to the room for a minute. Would you guys mind walking up
with me?"
I grinned at her, and Jim nodded. We left the consuite, and walked up a
flight of stairs to our room. Janie opened the door, and we went on inside.
Janie stepped into the bathroom, and Jim and I sat down in the big part of
the room. Jim looked a bit nervous, and fiddled with his name-badge.
The bathroom door opened, and Janie stepped out; and what a vision! She had
slipped into a short, black negligee, frilly and lacy at the top, accenting
her nicely-shaped apple-sized breasts, the hem reaching just below her pubic
area.
Jim nearly fell off his seat.
Janie almost danced across the floor, doing a little turn to reveal her
shapely backside, as she tiptoed across to Jim. She leaned over him, and
planted a kiss on his quivering lips. As she bent over, her negligee lifted
over her back, and dropped down in front, giving me a perfect view of heaven.
Not that I hadn't been there before, but I still enjoy looking.
I saw Jim's trembling hands reach for her breasts, and she stood up, as he
massaged her nipples with his fingers. She reached up, took his hands, and
pulled him to his feet. Once she had him standing, she started unbuttoning
his shirt. She kissed him lightly as she slipped it off his shoulders, then
turned her attention to his pants.
She deftly unfastened them, and he stepped out of his shoes and pantslegs,
standing before her in just his undershorts and socks.
Janie slipped her hand down into his shorts, and wrapped her fingers around
the raging hard-on that was pushing out on the fabric of his underwear.
Jim's hands had wandered back to her breasts, and Janie giggled, as she
backed up toward the bed.
Jim glanced over at me, and I nodded at him -- sort of a "go ahead, I'll go
later" gesture. Janie climbed up on the bed. Jim tugged off his socks and
shorts and climbed in beside her.
His hands were more active, now, and he was running them down her body,
caressing her pelvic area, his fingers running through her pubic hair, and
lower, stroking her pussy lips. She lifted one knee, and he slipped a finger
deep in her visibly wet pussy.
Janie threw back her head, whipping her long dark hair back, then twisted
around, moving her head down toward Jim's throbbing erection.
She took it between her lips, and sucking gently, her cheeks forming little
dimples, slid her lips down his shaft, deep-throating him.
As she pulled back, I saw his hips jerk, and he started ejaculating. Janie
held her mouth over the tip of his cock while he spurted. She grinned across
at me, then turned back around, and pulled Jim's head over toward her
breasts. Jim greedily sucked at them through her lacy top. While he was
distracted, Janie reached over for a Kleenex, and coyly held it to her mouth,
discretely spitting out Jim's semen.
Jim moved down between Janie's legs, and began kissing her pussy. She held
his head, moving it, directing him until he was sucking on her clit.
"Oooooooooh," she cooed, "Do that to me one more time..."
She looked over at me again with a smile, and made a 'come hither' gesture.
I got up from my chair and out of my clothing, and stepped over to the side
of the bed. Janie leaned over, and took my cock in her hand, rubbing the tip
with her thumb.
She wiggled over, and as Jim continued sucking on her clit, she took the tip
of my cock into her mouth, rolling her tongue over the glans and probing the
pisshole on the end.
But Janie was close to the edge -- experience has its advantages; I can read
her body language -- so I pulled back, just as the wave of orgasm swept
through her, and she arched her back, and gasped.
Jim pulled back, and sat back on his heels. His erection had returned.
Janie noticed it too, finally, and smiled over at him. She rolled over on
her hands and knees, her head facing the side of the bed where I was. Jim
moved in behind her, and slipped his cock into her pussy. Janie grabbed my
cock, and pulled me toward her, sliding her mouth around it, and taking me
deeply into her mouth.
Jim started stroking, and as he stroked, Janie moved forward and back, my
cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Her teeth raked the top side of my
cock.
She pushed me away slightly, and turned her head, and over her shoulder, she
said, "Tell me when you're going to come!"
Jim nodded, and she turned her face back to me, and with a lusty little grin,
took my cock back into her mouth.
Jim finally grunted, "Almost... I'm going to come..."
Janie pushed forward, pulling away from Jim, and flipped over. She grabbed
Jim's cock, and put her lips over its tip, as Jim ejaculated.
When his orgasm stopped, Jim fell over to his side, then rolled over on his
back, his cock wilting. Janie quickly got another Kleenex, got rid of Jim's
semen, then pulled me up onto the bed and onto her.
I slipped my cock into her pussy, which was hot and very wet. She wrapped
her legs around mine, holding me within her. I stroked slowly, just moving
my hips. She whispered in my ear.
"I love you."
I kissed her neck. "I love you too," I whispered back.
I was nearing orgasm, and I moaned.
"It's ok," she whispered. "Come on, baby."
I did.
When we caught our breath, we got back into our clothing, and went back to
the consuite. The late-night crowd had taken over; a hearts game was going
on in one side of the room, and there were several groups of smofs. As we
sat there nursing another beer, Candy suddenly appeared at Janie's side. She
bent down and whispered in Janie's ear.
"Listen," Janie said, "I've got to go... I'll explain later." She and Candy
walked out of the consuite. Jim's eyes never left her.
"Man!" he said, "That is one sweet woman."
What could I do but agree?
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STORY 3: "The More the Mary-er" [1980]
As Janie disappeared, Jim sat back in his chair, and took a deep swig of his
beer. I watched the doorway, and caught Candy's peek back in the door, and
with a motion of her head, told me to follow them.
I told Jim to tell Janie -- if she came back -- that I'd be back shortly, and
left him in the consuite with his beer. I rounded a corner in the hallway,
and Candy and Janie were waiting for me. Each of them grabbed an arm, and we
went giggling down the hallway to the elevator.
The elevator doors opened, and we went in, and Candy punched "6."
"Our room's on three," I said.
"I know." Judy grinned.
We rode up the elevator in silence. When it stopped, we went down the
corridor. Candy tapped twice on the door, then once. After a moment, I
heard the latch being thrown from the inside. Candy paused a moment, then
turned the knob, and we went inside.
The room was fairly dark; a towel had been put over the single lit lamp. As
my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I could see Judy sitting on the edge of
bed, wonderfully naked, and beside her, lying with the sheet pulled up around
her was a young black woman I didn't know.
"Janie and Tom," Judy said, "I'd like you to meet Mary."
The young woman smiled, and spoke quickly, in a husky, sexy voice. "Come
in... make yourself at home... take your clothes off... the more the
merrier!"
Candy had already dropped her skirt, and was working on her blouse. Janie
glanced at me as she started taking off her clothing as well. I shucked off
my jeans and shirt.
Mary sat up on the bed as we joined her, the five of us making the standard
double bed a small platform indeed. Mary's skin was a lovely milk chocolate
color, her breasts large considering her frame, the nipples dark -- almost
black. She wore her hair short, in a natural style, a brush of eyeshadow;
rich, full lips; dark, piercing eyes. She leaned forward as I sat next to
her, and whispered, huskily, "I hope you like chocolate," and kissed me. Her
mouth opened, and we swapped tongues.
As we kissed, her hand dropped down to my crotch, and she wrapped her fingers
around my cock, stroking it gently to full erection. She broke her kiss and
looked down at it. "Not bad for a white boy," she chuckled in her deep, sexy
voice.
Candy took hold of Mary's ankles, and tugged on them, pulling her body
around. Mary held on to me for balance, as her hips were moved from under
her. She then dropped her arms from around me, and lay back on the bed, her
head just at my hip. I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, with my
back towards Candy and Mary's legs. I turned to see Candy lifting and
separating Mary's knees, opening up her pussy.
Mary's pubic hair was trimmed to a small, curly mass just over her slit. Her
nether lips were darker than the rest of her skin.
Candy bent down between Mary's legs, and slipped two fingers into Mary's
pussy, and her thumb bore down on Mary's clit. Mary shook with pleasure, as
Candy moved her fingers in and out.
I turned a bit further to watch the action, lifting one butt-cheek in doing
so, and Mary turned her head towards my cock, now close to her face. She
reached up her hand, and grabbed hold of it, pulling it toward her face. She
kissed the shaft.
Janie and Judy withdrew from the bed. Judy sat in a chair, and Janie climbed
up in her lap. They cuddled together, watching us.
I stood up, and moved around over Mary's head. She scooted back a bit, so
that her head was just over the edge of the bed, tilted back. Candy
continued to finger-fuck her, as I slipped the head of my cock into Mary's
mouth.
Mary rubbed her tongue over the head of my cock. In her up-side-down
position, she could cover the upper side of my cock with her tongue.
Candy looked up at me and grinned. She whispered, "Want to swap?"
I nodded. I pulled my cock from Mary's mouth, and she raised her head. I
walked around the bed, and put my hand beside Candy's. As she pulled her
fingers out, I put mine in. Then Candy slid back, and moved around the bed
to stand at Mary's head.
I looked down at Mary's pussy. The dark outer lips gave way to pink inner
lips, a deep-red clit peeked from under a little hood at the top of her
genital slit. I bent down and ran my tongue around her clit, and a shiver
went through her body.
Candy slipped forward, and Mary bent her head back, as Candy straddled Mary's
face. Mary's tongue went to work on Candy's slit, and I bent back down to
pay more attention to things at hand.
I bent one finger back within her, and located her g-spot; when I touched it,
her hips jerked upward and her pussy clasped at me. I tongued her clit,
gently probing the g-spot until Mary started shaking, and clamping her pussy.
Candy slid back as Mary gasped, and she raised her head, crying "Oh
Jeeezissss, oh hooooooly Jeeeeeeeeezzzis!" Her pussy clamped down hard on my
hand, her back arched, and she came in a rush, the contractions of her pussy
shaking her, and she flopped like a landed trout.
I sat back on my heels between her legs, watching her large breasts bob back
and forth in the throes of her orgasm, my hand still in her pussy, which
squeezed hard against them.
As the contractions stopped, she sat up a bit, and with a glance at Candy,
she looked at me. "You're good, Honey," she said, "real good."
Candy climbed up on the bed. "My turn," she grinned, and lay back, raising
her knees. I moved from between Mary's legs, and she turned over on her side
to watch, as I slid in between Candy's thighs, and bent down to slip my
fingers into her hole and slipped my tongue under her clit-hood to stroke the
nubbin beneath.
Candy squirmed as I probed her g-spot, and within a few moments was beginning
to shiver with the approach of her climax. Mary reached over and took one of
Candy's long, erect nipples between her fingers, twisting it gently, then
leaned over and drew it between her full lips. Candy groaned, as her pussy
clamped down on my fingers.
She arched her back as the orgasm began, and shook heavily, gasping "Yessss!"
Mary released Candy's nipple and Candy turned toward Mary, and pulled her
upward for a long, deep kiss. I sat back on my heels again, my cock
throbbing, fully erect and begging for release.
Janie got off of Judy's lap, and pulled me over onto the end of the bed.
Candy rolled on over toward Mary, clearing a space where Janie pushed me
backwards, climbing over on top of me. Judy walked around the bed, and
straddled my face, lowering her magic garden over my mouth. Janie straddled
my hips, slowly lowering herself on my shaft. Once she had me completely
inside her, she sat still, squeezing her pussy muscles around my erection.
Judy started rolling her hips forward and backwards over my mouth and tongue
and nose. Her juices dripped down my face. She moved faster and faster as
her climax approached, then suddenly, she stopped. Her clit was right on the
tip of my tongue, and I pushed my tongue up and around it, feeling a slight
throb eminating from it. A gush of fluid rolled down my face, as Judy gasped
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhhhh!" and her body shook.
She moved backward, then leaned forward, dangling her breasts over my face.
I grabbed one nipple with my lips, as Judy got her feet and legs off the bed,
then she slid backward, pulling her breast from my face, and kissed my lips
and stood up, leaving me with Janie.
Janie had sat still on my cock, just squeezing me occasionally as a tease.
She raised herself off my penis, and crawled up my body. My cock, used to
the hot wetness of her pussy now felt cold.
She positioned herself over my mouth, her clit over my lips. I pushed my
tongue up and into the sweetness of her pussy, then slid it up the slit to
her clit. As my tongue touched her clit, she arched her back, and pressed
her clit against my mouth. I swirled my tongue over her clit, and felt a
gush of her honey roll down my chin. She shivered as the orgasm started, and
clamped her legs around my head as her body shook with the power of her
climax.
Janie slid off my face as her contractions slowed, and I was able to breathe
again. I gasped for a few seconds, then Mary popped up, saw my still-erect
and throbbing cock standing, begging for attention.
Mary climbed over Candy, and straddled my hips, slipping her hot cunt over my
shaft. Her large, chocolate breasts jiggled as she bobbed up and down,
picking up speed, fucking herself with my dick. I reached up and caught her
breasts, rubbing her erect nipples with my thumbs, massaging the soft globes
with my fingers.
"Ooohhhh sweet Jeeezissss," she gasped, "I'm gonna come again!"
She arched her back, and her pussy clamped down on my cock. Her body shook,
and she fell forward on me, pressing her large breasts against me. I held
her body tightly, and rolled us over, Janie sliding off the bed to make room.
My cock was still inside her, and she raised her knees, and wrapped her legs
around mine. She kissed my lips as I started to stroke within her, my hips
moving slowly, keeping body contact with her.
"Oh Baby that's so good," she whispered in my ear. "Baby, come inside me,
come on, fuck me and come in me." Her pussy squeezed my cock. She continued
to whisper, her words coming faster and faster. "Come on Baby, fuck me, fuck
me, fuckme, fuckme fkme fkme fkme ..."
I came. Hard. My orgasm, so long denied, was powerful, and my cock drove
all the way in, far enough to feel the hard knot of her cervix as my balls
tightened and then exploded, the semen rushing through my cock, burning me as
it splashed inside her. She arched her back and squeezed my cock, as another
orgasm rushed through her as well.
I collapsed in a heap on top of her, my cock still deeply inside her,
completely worn out. We lay like that for a bit while we caught our breath,
then we all climbed under the sheets and cuddled up together. Mary was under
one arm, Janie under the other. Candy was behind Janie and Judy was behind
Mary.
Mary ran her hand over my chest. "So Tom," she murmured, "Do you like
chocolate?"
"Chocolate's one of my favorite flavors," I said softly. Janie pinched me.
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STORY 4: "Swingin' in the Rain" [1980]
"Summertime, and the livin' is easy..." the old song was playing on the
radio as Janie and I drove down the long country road.
It was summertime, and damn if the livin' wasn't easy right now. We were
going on a little mini-trip, just the two of us, out in the country for the
day. Candy and Judy had some shopping to do, and declined the invitation.
Near our home is a large private forest, once owned by a family that made its
money in the distilling business. When the old man died, he left his lands
to remain in perpetuity a natural place for folks to visit and mingle with
nature.
Some of the estate was opened up like a park, with picnic areas, a nature
center, a mini-museum, a micro-zoo of native animals (an owl, a bobcat and an
otter). The rest of the park remained as nature made it. A native forest
with marked trails for hiking, but remaining in its natural majesty.
What's really remarkable about this park is that there are NO souvenier
stands, believe it or not. You can't buy nick-nacks with the name of the
place imprinted on them!
As we approached the entrance to the park, Janie remarked on the darkening
skies off to the west. But the sun was still bright, and the weather was
warm, and who could think of bad weather on a day like this?
We drove through the park, and into the area designated "native forest" and
down the little two-lane blacktop. To our left and right was a beautiful
expanse of trees, the ground covered with dried leaves from seasons past.
A sign marked "trails" appeared to our right, and a small parking area. I
pulled the car off into the parking area.
We got out of the car, and Janie took my arm, and we started down the marked
trail.
If you don't take the time to get out of the city and go commune with nature
from time to time, shame on you. Mere pixels on a flickering screen cannot
depict the beauty of pure nature.
The trail was about three miles long, and would through the forest, past a
little stream with a rocky bottom, over which the water rippled. Further
down the trail the stream formed a small waterfall. We sat down on a rock
nearby and cuddled together, listening to the music of nature.
After a few minutes, we set off down the remainder of the trail, which
crossed the stream on stepping-stones, over a small hill.
As we topped the hill, the forest opened into a small meadow. The grass here
had never been mowed. I stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong?" Janie asked.
"Shhh... Look--" I pointed.
On the far side of the field was a doe and a fawn. The doe's head suddenly
looked up in our direction, her ears sticking straight up. She dashed off
into the forest, the fawn following close behind her.
Janie grinned at me. We left the trail and walked into the grass, following
a deer-track through the grass. Near the center of the field, a large area
of grass had been matted down. Apparently here's where the deer slept or
rested.
Janie sat down on the grass, then lay back, enjoying ths sunshine. I glanced
around, noted there was nobody anywhere near us, and lay down beside her.
She snuggled up under my arm, and we lay there, relaxing.
After a little bit, Janie moved one hand to my crotch.
"You wanna?" she grinned up at me.
"Here?" I asked.
"Yeah! You wanna?"
"Why not?"
Janie sat up, and pulled her blouse over her head, revealing her soft white
bra. I reached between her breasts and unfastened the bra, and she shrugged
it off her shoulders. I raised up and took one of her pink nipples between
my lips, using my fingers to pinch the other nipple. Both nipples erected
swiftly under my touch.
She moaned softly, one hand moving over my crotch, massaging my cock through
my pants.
"Come on," she said softly, "Take off your pants."
Reluctantly leaving her breasts, I unfastened my jeans and pulled them off.
I pulled off my tee-shirt. Janie wiggled out of her skirt and panties,
spreading them on the grass. She lay back on her clothing, and raised her
knees, holding her hands out to me.
I knelt between her legs, and bent over to kiss her dark-haired mound, my
tongue tracing the form of her slit. As her outer lips opened under my
touch, the sweet scent of her honey filtered through my nose.
I ran my tongue around her clit, then plunged it deep into her pussy, then
slid back up to her clit. Her hips jerked as I touched her clit again. I
slipped two fingers into her pussy, locating the g-spot with my index finger,
the middle finger finding the dimpled impression of her cervix.
She began to squirm under my ministrations, and gasped, "Oh god, Tom, oh..
oh!" She bucked her hips under me, then squeezed hard against my hand as she
came, hissing through her teeth, "Yesssss..."
As she came, a rumble of thunder roared over the forest. I looked up. The
sun was just disappearing behind dark clouds. Within moments, the silence of
the forest and meadow disappeared under the sounds of raindrops striking
grass and dried leaves.
We had no chance to dash for cover. But the rain was not cold; the day was
too warm. Janie laughed, and her laughter was contagious, and I joined her.
Then she pulled me over on top of her, drawing my cock inside her, wrapping
her legs around mine. The rain fell on my back, like a cool shower, water
running down the crack of my ass, and off my face.
The contrast of the cool water with the heat of her pussy was astounding, as
I slid my cock in and out of her.
Janie let down her legs and whispered, "Let me get on top!"
I held her as I rolled over, and she sat up on my cock, her knees under her.
She wiped her face with both hands, and looked up into the rain. Water ran
down her shoulders and down her front, over her breasts. It began to drain
off her nipples, twin streams like a little fountain.
She bounced up and down, bracing herself against my chest, until my balls
tightened, and I reached up, pulled her body to my chest. She straightened
her legs out, trapping my cock in the tightness of her pussy as my cock
emptied itself within her, then lay on top of me as we caught our breath.
She rolled over and cuddled up beside me, lying in the rain.
"Hadn't we better get back to the car?" I asked.
"Why?"
"Good question," I smiled. I held her close.
Nature. You can't beat it.
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STORY 5: "Maker's Mark" [1979]
If you don't recognize the story title, it's the name of a fine Kentucky
whisky. According to the advertisments, it's made from soft winter wheat
rather than the harsher barley grain. It ranks only behind Tullamore Dew as
my favorite 'hard liquor' libation. If you want to find it in your liquor
store, look for the bottle with the red wax seal. Every bottle is
hand-dipped in wax.
It's especially fine when you put the whole bottle in the freezer overnight
-- or for several days, if possible. The alcohol content of the whisky won't
let it freeze, but when you take it out on a humid day, it will actually
freeze the condensation on the outside of the bottle into frost.
And that's exactly what I did. This particular evening, Judy, Candy and I
were sitting around on the back porch of our little house, sipping on the
contents of the bottle of wonders, and talking about the secrets of the
universe. Outside, it was raining, one of those late September downpours
that signals the changing of seasons.
"Tell me," Candy finally said, setting her glass down, and unbuttoning her
blouse, "How can cold whiskey make me so warm?"
"Me too," Judy said, fanning herself with a magazine.
Candy sat for a moment, fanning herself, then took her blouse off, and sat in
just her bra. Judy put down the magazine for a moment while she followed
suit, only she wasn't wearing a bra.
I had enough Kentucky Champagne to feel very little pain. I sat there
listening to the rain and thinking.
Suddenly, I felt a pressure in my groin. I looked down, and saw that Judy
had her bare foot stuck up between my legs. I looked across into Judy's
smiling face.
I took her foot into my hands, and massaged her toes, which she flexed
appreciatively. After a bit, she took that foot back, and offered me the
other one, to which I did the same. She didn't take that foot back when I
finished, but dropped it down between my legs, pressing against my cock
through my pants.
She reached up and caressed her own breasts, tweaking the nipples between her
fingers. I could see that the nipples erected under her touch.
Candy was watching her, then she reached behind her and unfastened her bra,
and slipped it off, dropping it next to her blouse on the floor.
She too caressed her own nipples, lifting each breast one at a time to her
mouth, running her tongue gently around her long nipples.
"What are you trying to do, girls?" I asked, grinning.
"Cold whiskey makes us hot," Candy chuckled.
"How hot?"
"Come over here and find out," Candy grinned back.
I slid out of my chair and knelt in front of Candy's chair, leaning in to
kiss her breasts, taking each nipple in turn between my lips, tickling the
tips with my tongue. I put my hands around behind her, sliding them down
over her hips. She slid forward in the chair.
I kissed down over her belly, and lifted her skirt. She was wearing a pair
of cotton panties, and the crotch looked soaked. I pressed my chin against
her crotch, and she opened her legs wider.
Using my fingers to pull the crotch of her panties aside, I probed with my
tongue to find the source of the wetness, which I readily found. I moved my
tongue over her outer lips, then deeper as her pussy lips opened to reveal
the pinkness within. I moved my tongue up the pink slit to the hood that
covered her clit, then under the hood, brushing over her clit, making her
moan with pleasure.
There was movement behind me. I glanced back, and saw that Judy had stood
up, and had removed her skirt and panties. I turned back to Candy's pussy.
Judy moved around behind me, knelt down and reached around from behind me,
unfastening my trousers.
As I tongued Candy's clit and pussy, Judy pulled my trousers and undershorts
down to my knees, then pushed me over. I sat down, and Candy adjusted
herself so that I could still reach her. Judy pulled my trousers completely
off, then bent over, taking my erection into her mouth, swirling her tongue
around the head.
I slipped two fingers into Candy's pussy, and started moving them in and out,
while my tongue moved over and under the hood of her clit. A flow of honey
from Candy's pussy again soaked her panties, as Candy began to shake with an
oncoming orgasm.
She grabbed her breasts and twisted her own nipples, as the contractions
began in her pussy and took over her body. She flopped back in the chair as
the contractions subsided. I removed my hand from her cunt, and Judy pushed
me down to the floor.
Judy moved up my body, trailing her breasts over my face, then straddled my
face, lowering her sex over my mouth. I fastened my lips around her clit,
which was erect, and hot. I tickled it with my tongue, and was rewarded with
a flow of honey from Judy's pussy that rolled down my chin and neck.
Candy got out of her chair and removed her skirt and panties. Then she moved
around between my legs, and bent down, taking my cock into her mouth, and
bobbing her head up and down, just stimulating the head of my cock.
Judy began to shake, and rolled her hips forward and back over my tongue and
lips, as an orgasm rolled through her. She leaned forward as the
contractions of her pussy slowed, and crawled out from over my face on her
hands and knees. She turned around, and lifted my head, slipping her legs
under my head, cradling my head in her lap.
Candy looked up and smiled at me, her tongue tracing over the head of my
cock, then she moved forward, crawling over me, kissing my lips. My cock was
pointed directly at her cunt, and she slid backwards, allowing my cock to
slide easily inside her. Then she sat back on my hips, taking the full
length of my cock inside her.
She slowly moved up and down my on my cock, not letting it come completely
out, squeezing the head of my penis with her pussy muscles on the outstroke,
making a little circle with her hips on the instroke, rubbing her clit
against my pubic bone.
My face showed that I was on the edge of orgasm, and Candy read me like a
book. She leaned back, taking me fully inside her as I came, my cock seeming
to explode within her.
Judy stroked my head as I came, leaning forward so that her breasts were
directly over me. Candy leaned forward again, lying over me, and kissed my
neck.
When we had rested for a little while, Candy rolled over, and grinned up at
me. "We're gonna have to get you another bottle of that stuff!"
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