Let's Try What They're Doing

Maria said bye as she walked out the door. I waved at her, and took a small, lecherous moment to watch her beautiful and well-muscled ass sashay down the driveway to her car, caressed as it was by her damn near skintight yoga pants. I looked away as she popped her trunk to stow her suitcase, lest she catch me gawking, then turned around to find my girlfriend Jenny right behind me.

"You can't fuck her. You know that," she said, raising an eyebrow.

"Duh," I replied. "I was just looking, I'm not going to try anything."

"Okay," she said with a smirk. "I'm not saying I don't believe that's what you think, but I've seen that look before, and it usually ends up with you balls deep and me saying I told you so."

"Don't be ridiculous. I don't want to be a part of anybody cheating, and I don't want to create any drama. I can appreciate that she's attractive and sexy without fucking up our lives."

She cracked a genuine smile, then reached up, smoothed my hair down in the front, and kissed me. "I appreciate that. And you know I trust you. Just be careful. Things between her and Joe aren't exactly stable right now, and I don't know all the details, but I'd guess she's just a tick vulnerable at the moment. We just moved in here, so I'd like to not fuck it up."

"I know. And I will be careful, I promise you that." I kissed her again, and we broke apart as she went back towards our bedroom. I went into the kitchen to grab something to drink, and as I opened the fridge, Joe walked through the front door, still sweaty and clad in gym clothes. He literally grunted at me and gave me a head nod before going towards his bedroom. With witty conversation like that, I wasn't surprised things were crappy in their relationship.

I'd met Jenny the beginning of our sophomore year of college. She was a woman everyone had their eye on, 5'9" of pure hourglass curves, abundant hips and breasts, an ass to die for, long flame red hair, gorgeous features, deep sapphire colored eyes, and perfect porcelain pale skin. I walked right up to her and asked her out immediately, because I knew if I waited I would chicken out. She accepted, and we became an item within a couple of weeks.

At that point in life being bold wasn't exactly my M. O. I was a geek in High School, granted one who played sports and wasn't ever picked on, but I wasn't exactly suave with the ladies. I had one girlfriend during that time and got half a blow job from another girl. Freshman year I had really gotten into my passion for Martial Arts, and my final growth spurt hit, so I was 6'2" and a trim but muscled 180 lbs. A little more confidence allowed me to sleep with a grand total of three women my that year, and I thought I was becoming a bit of a slut. Which is hilarious in retrospect.

Jenny was less experienced than me, having only done oral with three men and a woman, and after a few weeks of dating, we began having full sex. Minus a little bit of fumbling the first time, it was fantastic. We were monogamous for a bit more than a year, but we quickly expanded our horizons. Jenny turned out to be quite an exhibitionist and voyeur, and when she became a stripper during our junior year, it brought in a new dynamic. While on the surface we were still very much normal college students, we made a few friends in the industry as well. As it was relatively adjacent to porn and sex-positive, we quickly found ourselves in some unconventional situations. At first, we ended up accepting money to be filmed having sex for an amateur production, and shortly afterward, we ended up swinging for the first time with Jenny's coworker Callie and her husband Rick. We loved the experience and couldn't wait to do it again. When my buddy Dave got me a job DJing at a sister club in town, it only opened things up more, as I met even more attractive women who were interested in playing with me, both of us, or as a group with their partner. We started swinging at least a couple of times a month, and we even did another movie with an amateur couple as a group.

Unfortunately, things were getting interesting in our city. We were starting our senior year at Boise St when things started to take a rough turn financially due to one of the local manufacturing plants closing down, and suddenly business at all area bars tanked. You could almost feel the oppressive wave in the air, it seemed, and our money literally halved overnight, then got worse. With grad school coming up and an internship for her, life was getting worrisome.

Then Maria came bouncing back into our lives. We'd somewhat known her before, but not well. She typically came into town about once a month to visit her kids, who lived full-time with her ex. She was one of the most physically beautiful women I'd ever met in person, a caramel-skinned woman of Brazillian descent, with long, thick, wavy dark hair, smoky coffee-colored eyes, thick pouty lips, and a body that was literally sculpted for fitness competitions, which she did in addition to dancing. The only thing that really set her apart from most of those women was her ridiculously enhanced GG chest, which she had bought to get her on the "feature dancer" circuit.

She was living in Seattle and working at a club there as her home base, and had encouraged us to visit. According to her, the club was raking in money and we needed to come check it out. So one week, we made the drive, crashing in a hotel, and after a few conversations with some of the managers, I secured a DJ shift during a weeknight and Jenny got on the schedule for the weekend. Maria hadn't been kidding, the money was great--I walked out of my first shift with over 1000 bucks in tips, and Jenny did significantly better. After a bit of wrangling, we ended up setting up a move for right after graduation, and to make the deal sweeter, Maria offered us a roommate situation in a nice house that was utterly affordable and very conveniently located.

I was a bit wary at first as some people in that industry are really sketchy, but it turned out Maria was ridiculously normal and easygoing. The house was tasteful and comfortable, she barely drank due to her fitness regime and only smoked pot occasionally, and aside from her little Jack Russel Terrier and my Beagle mix occasionally barking at each other as they played, the household was extremely quiet. We settled in comfortably, and she and I struck up a quick friendship, as she was charming and very easy to talk to. I learned she had been raised a Mormon but then left her husband in her mid-20s after two kids, and had started nude modeling and stripping not too long afterwards. She was a natural exhibitionist and not exactly monogamous but had been mostly in her two years with her boyfriend Joe.

It was the Joe variable that made the equation weird. He wasn't rude or standoffish, but he was extremely quiet. He bartended at another bar, and when he wasn't working he seemed to only enjoy two things--spending hours at the gym and playing video games. I knew he was an ex-male stripper, in his early 20's, and originally from the Midwest, but that was all I could glean. I got him into a couple of conversations, but he was definitely a bit awkward and reserved, it took quite a bit for him to open up. It seemed weirder because given his level of physical attractiveness and ridiculously ripped body due to his former occupation, I would have thought he'd have a bit more charisma, if for no other reason than women were constantly flirting with him everywhere he went.

Ironically, it was me making a joke about envying his physique but not wanting to copy his regimen and diet to Maria that uncovered my first inklings that perhaps all was not good in paradise. We were winding down during the wee hours one evening after work, halfway talking and zoning out at something dumb on the TV while having a glass of wine. After making some lame joke, she snorted and said something about it really being "the spray." I asked her what she meant, and she covered her mouth, realizing what she'd let slip--as the old saying goes, in wine there is truth. She admitted he was using some sort of steroid spray-on treatment and cream combo in an effort to get himself completely cut. Apparently a few times a year he went on the road to do some male stripping shows, and he was overly concerned with looking his best for them. Her tone of voice and facial expressions made it clear that while she didn't care about the stripping, the regiment wasn't something she was thrilled with.

Not too long after that, Maria confided in Jenny that she and Joe hadn't had sex in over 2 months, and when she'd tried to have a conversation with him, he'd just dismissed her and said "Go get a girlfriend." Watching this all go down is what had Jenny worried. Plus, Joe quit his job and started a routine where he was on the road for 1-2 weeks at a time as part of a traveling male revue, claiming he made way more money doing that, which seemed to make shit worse. There was a bright spot when he did a local show and they obviously had sex that night after (I could hear her moaning even over the blaring R & B), but within a week or two it seemed to go back to slightly chilly again. It was against this backdrop that Jenny was concerned. As for me, while Maria had been a tiny bit flirty at times--she liked to occasionally tell stories about some wild sex experiences she'd had like multi-partner nights--she'd never given me any indication that she was doing anything but joking around or being her charismatic self. That all changed one interesting night.

It was literally the night before Valentine's day, a chilly winter Friday, and I was supposed to have a date with some cute coed, but she canceled on me. Maria was on the living room floor, wearing yoga pants and a tank top that, while not intended that way, looked positively filthy with her huge chest straining it. She was halfway doing her makeup and alternating throwing some toys for the dogs. They were clearly interfering a bit, so I sat down near her and started playing with them, distracting them enough to give her two free hands. "Thanks," she said with a beaming smile.

I smiled back and shrugged, indicating I didn't mind. "What've you got going on tonight," I asked, indicating the beautification routine.

"Oh, literally nothing. I just got some new stuff today and I wanted to try it out. I like feeling girly for no reason sometimes."

"That's fair," I replied.

"What about you?"

"Excess of nothing. Had a date, but she got sick."

"Bummer."

I shrugged and gave her a "what can you do" expression. She smiled sympathetically.

"You want to do something with me?"

"Sure, sounds good. You have anything in mind?"

"No, not really, maybe a movie or... Wait!" she sat up as her face brightened. "Destiny gave me some mushrooms I brewed into tea. Want to do it with me?"

I was a bit torn. I had done magic mushrooms a variety of times, and it was always fun, but my biggest effect wasn't anything like the tangible hallucinations some people described. I generally got body highs that made me feel amazing, and most notably, I got horny as fuck, like possessed of no other thought but fucking anyone I could. I had once had sex with Jenny for literally over three hours until she got sore, and even though I didn't cum during the experience, I didn't care, so amazing were the sensations. However, I wasn't sure how to say to her politely "gee Maria, I don't know, I probably can't fuck you so it might be weird for me." In the end, I just stammered out "Yeah, uh, sure, that sounds like fun."

"Cool!" she spat back, getting up to go to the fridge. As I got up and followed her, she reached in and grabbed a container of iced tea with a piece of masking tape on it that read "Maria's. Don't drink please."

I gave myself a mental pep talk as she grabbed two glasses. This was just to have fun and unwind, I wasn't an animal, if I really really needed to I could always make an excuse and go jerk off, she was my friend, I respected her...

Joe coming back inside from the garage broke my thought process. "Hey," I called out. As he acknowledged me, I asked "were you going to do this with us?" I doubted he would.

"Nah, I'm leaving in a few minutes," he replied, going into their bedroom. He returned with a couple suitcases.

"Where are you headed?"

"Portland. We've got four days of shows there, then we go on to Denver and Vegas."

"You're driving that now?"

"Yeah. The roads will be damn near empty. I can make great time."

"Okay, well, I guess drive safe..." I trailed off.

He went over to Maria and gave her a peck goodbye. "Love you."

"Love you too," she replied. With that, Joe walked by me, gave me a fist bump, grabbed his bags, and walked out the garage door. We heard his car start up, then the garage door lower behind him. I was about to gently ask about her being without her boyfriend tomorrow, when she turned and gave me a huge grin.

"Freedom," she said, pouring two glasses of the muddy-ish tea.

"I've never had it in tea before," I said.

"It's a bit easier, doesn't taste like shit the way they normally do. I put a bunch of honey and brown sugar in it to mask the taste as well." She held her glass up as a toast. I clinked my glass against hers, and she said "Cheers." She immediately began downing it quickly, and I followed suit. It was still a little bit gross, and we both made faces. "Note to self, more honey next time," she giggled.

We killed some time waiting for the effects to kick in, first eating a light snack, then finding a movie on the TV, some awful thing with Arnold in it. I wasn't really into it, but we were laughing and talking over it, making fun of the dumb moments. We kept shifting on the couch, and finally she plopped down on the floor, leaning onto her side with a couple of throw pillows propping her head and torso up, a blanket over her legs. She looked back at me with an almost demure look and asked "Would you do me a favor?"

"Um, sure, what did you need."

"Is there any way I could get you to come down and cuddle with me? I feel like being held right now."

"Uh... yeah, sure..." I came down and spooned up behind her, throwing my hand up on her hip and trying to keep a little bit of distance from her. She was having none of it, grabbing my hand and throwing it around her midsection, and pushing her ass and hips back into me. I could feel my hands against her stomach, and it was a great contrast, her muscles firm but her skin so very soft. The smell of her body lotion and a light bit of lavender perfume was intoxicating and filled my nostrils. I felt myself thickening, my hardness pushing upward and becoming much more prominent. I realized it wasn't going to just stop at a semi, and as I was trying to figure out a way to pull back a bit, I felt her breath hitch a bit, and she slightly glanced sideways. Shit, she knew. Before I could make some sheepish joke or whatever, she moved her body back into me, pushing her upper back against my chest and her hips and butt just the slightest bit closer. She didn't grind against me or anything, but I did see a little momentary smirk and flash in her eyes out of the corner of my vision. I decided to stay silent and not push my luck, as I couldn't tell if she was just enjoying that she had this effect on me, or actually wanted more.

She mercifully broke some of the tension and made fun of a dumb moment in the movie where the female lead had perfect makeup despite going through the ringer. "Jesus, what does this bitch use? I have to reapply when I walk into a humid room."

"My guess is spray paint," I deadpanned, and we both giggled stupidly. Suddenly, a major sequence began, and action ensued. We watched for a bit as the main characters were chased by an angry alligator. Finally, he scrambled backwards, found his gun, shot it in the head, and then yelled "You're luggage," as it fell.

That was too much, and we both erupted into a fit of laughter. "I can't, I can't," she said between convulsions. I was trying to get to the remote, but I couldn't stop laughing. She finally managed to grab it, switching it off.

After we recovered from our laughing fit, she took a pose for a seated floor stretch, and indicated me to put my feet against hers. We joined hands and rocked back and forth a bit, helping each other stretch, still giggling intermittently.

"Can you keep a secret?"

"You know I can," I replied.

"I'm breaking up with Joe when he gets back. I didn't want to do it this week since it was his birthday, and I thought that would be shitty."

I stared at her for a second. "I'm sorry."

She shrugged. "I'm not. We've barely had sex the last few months. He went back to stripping because he needs groupies fawning over him again. I know he's cheating on me when he's on the road." I was starting to get really high and this was a heavy turn, so I took a moment to consider how to respond.

"Are you sure he is? Cheating, I mean," I asked.

"Yeah, positive. For one, I know his patterns. It wouldn't be the first time he banged groupies. He cycles off the steroids for show weeks and that gets him horny as hell. Plus, a friend of mine back in Boise saw him leaving the bar with a slut she knows, so I have confirmation."

She pulled back, stretching me forward. "Shit, I'm sorry Maria."

"Don't be. I'm really okay. We probably outlived our expected lifespan by a good year and a half."

"I know it's a dumb question, but can I do anything?" I replied, pulling back on her hands to stretch her.

"Yeah," she replied, "keep me entertained tonight." She let go of my hands one at a time, got up, and bent down, kissing me on the cheek but very close to the corner of my mouth. I could smell her lip gloss, which tasted strongly of orange and vanilla. She straightened up, then paused, bending down again to give me a gentle, but lingering peck on the lips. They were warm and soft, and I was left with the same, but more prominent taste, plus the smell of her in my nostrils. I liked it and wanted it back.

She walked toward the kitchen, calling out "I need water, what about you?"

"Sure," I said, following her. She handed me a bottle out of the fridge, and we both took a few hard pulls in silence.

She looked down in thought, and then said "Why don't we watch a movie in my room. I have one I know is good." She had a DVD player in her bedroom and we didn't have one in the living room, so I shrugged and followed her. She grabbed a DVD, putting it in the player, then going towards the bed. I went to sit down on the chair in the corner of the room. "Come sit over here on the bed with me," she beckoned. I shrugged and sat against the headboard and pillow mountain she had going on, and she fussed with the blanket enough to cover up our feet and lower legs, then leaned against my side. "You don't mind, do you?" she asked, batting her eyes a bit.

"No, of course not," I replied. I felt myself starting to harden again. This was getting tricky. "What kind of movie is this, anyway," I asked.

"Oh, it's an indie film I found. I've watched the first one, but this is a sequel. I think you'll like it," she replied, grabbing the remote and turning on the TV, then hitting play.

The FBI warnings went by, and then cheesy music started up. A montage of half-naked women popped on screen, as the credits began, and I realized...

"Indie film?"

"You'll love it, I promise," she said, eyeing me with a smirk. She turned, pressing herself into me enough that her breasts were partially against my chest. On screen, the title finally popped up, Watch Me Eat my Creampie Vol 3.

"Were 1 & 2 any better?" I quipped.

"I haven't seen this one yet, but 2 was so hot I almost sprained my wrist fingering myself."

I coughed mildly at that comment. "Okay, um..." She kissed me to stop me talking, grabbing the back of my head as she did so and forcing her tongue into my mouth. I took the hint and stopped worrying so much.

"Like you haven't been hard for the last 20 minutes or so," she observed.

"I, um I'm, I mean, I didn't mean to, you're just hot and..."

Maria stopped me by putting a finger against my lips, then climbed up, straddling my crotch on her knees, and kissed me again. "I wasn't offended. I'm so turned on I'm soaked." I raised my eyebrow, and she just gave me a small, enigmatic smile before continuing. "I need to get laid. We're both feeling groovy right now thanks to the tea. You're safe, both emotionally and STD-wise. I know you're attracted to me, and the feeling's mutual. Plus I have this whole fantasy I want to do, so let's have a little fun." She gave me a questioning look.

I looked her in the eyes and nodded. "What were you thinking?"

"Well, I seriously cum harder than anything when a guy blows inside me bareback," she started, leveling her gaze at me.

"Interesting. Jenny doesn't care where I cum, just as long as I do."

"It's a major fetish for me. If I know a guy's safe, I don't even want to think about condoms," she added with a grin. "I fucking cum so hard I shake half the time. But I also found out recently I have this kink for eating cum I never knew about. Hence, the movie," she finished, indicating it with her head, then leaned in to kiss me again. I felt this string of energy connecting us, flowing back and forth, as my body slowly charged up with excitement. "I figured we'd watch a bit, and then maybe if you're up for it, we'll try what they do." We kissed again, and she slid back over to something near her previous pose, her breasts against me and one leg draped over.

The first scene was already begun, and a pretty petite dark haired girl with some kind of eastern block accent was talking about getting fucked a million different ways. She was a bit skinny but gorgeous, with large, dark eyes that smoldered with excitement and lust. A guy came in to the frame, and started playing with her pussy with his fingers. She moaned and opened up a bit, and pretty soon he was eating her out.

Maria had her hand up under my shirt, slowly toying with chest, and reached up to kiss me again. This kiss was passionate again, but there was a different quality to it, like a lingering slow quality that said "let's take our time." She slowly pulled my shirt up, and I lifted my arms to allow her access to lift it up over my neck. She quickly tossed it to the side while kissing my chest, playing a bit with my nipples gently, slowly winding me up. I leaned in and started kissing her neck, my hands caressing her sides under her shirt, as she groaned with appreciation.

I removed her shirt and she pressed against me again, running her hands over me as she looked back at the screen, tilting my chin towards it with her hand. The male actor onscreen had just gotten done licking her pussy, then stood up and put his cock into her, quickly slamming it home. As she cried out, I reached down and began playing with one of Maria's massive mammaries, kneading it as it overflowed my palms by far. I was surprised to realize that it actually felt rather... well, real, and wonderfully firm. Her breath quickened just a little bit, and as I began to gently play with her nipple, a small groan escaped her throat. We kissed again, our tongues lingering with an electricity, and our hands were roaming over each other freely by this point.

She turned back to the screen, and we saw the man plunge a finger straight into her ass.

"I've had some small toys up my ass, and if you want to play with it, that's cool, but I'm not ready to take a cock in it yet," she admonished.

I nodded to assure her I was fine with it. She kissed me again, and our hands were running over each other once more. I grabbed another handful of her right breast this time, toying with the nipple as I ran my other hand over her back, and attempted to reach into her shorts only to find the drawstring was cinched firm. Meanwhile, she had already popped my button and zipper without me even noticing, apparently, as I felt her grip firmly close around my engorged length. She grinned and chortled an evil little giggle into my mouth as she grabbed me and began to very slowly but firmly pump me, and I finally loosened them and slid my fingers across her panty-covered mound.

The cloth was drenched, and I quickly ducked under the waistband and cupped her pussy gently. My fingers played gently across her clit and opening as I tried to figure out how much pressure she liked, but she quickly used one of her hands to push me hard against her juncture as she grabbed the back of my head with the other to pull me in for an agressive, lust-filled kiss. My middle finger literally slid in to her soaked quim, as I began to finger her in earnest.

She pulled back, quickly ditching her pants, as I did the same. Quickly we kissed again, and then I was going down on her, my middle and ring finger pulling against her rough patch as I was licking her clit with abandon.

I normally enjoy giving oral, but between the overwhelming lust of the situation and the body high I was riding, this felt like a magical adventure. She was bold and sweet tasting, and her moans carried so hard. I was lost in her, kissing and working my tongue on her clit for so long, until she literally pulled me in hard, locking my head in place with her strong thighs as I felt her flood my face and mouth. I was breathing through it as best I could, hearing her muffled screams as her pussy clamped hard on my invading digits.

The air was hot, my breath overcome with humidity and thick feeling, and I was beginning to feel faint when her legs snapped open. I reared up and took a few deep breaths as we locked eyes. We said nothing, crashing together as we kissed again. My face was covered in her cum, and she groaned with the realization as we devoured each other. I faintly felt her hand fumbling around trying to locate my cock, but my head seemed to know its own way, sliding into her sodden opening as I quickly pushed home. We groaned together as I bottomed out, and quickly, I withdrew, pushing back home and grinding my pubic bone against her clit.

We kissed again, more urgently this time, and then our rhythm really began to get insistent. Her eyes were absolutely ablaze as she stared into mine. "Oh, yes, fuck, just like that..." she husked, and as we heard a groaning from the TV, she slowed me momentarily and turned to it. The man had clearly blown his load inside the petite sexpot, and she was sitting up on the edge of a bed, holding a cocktail glass right below the junction of her pussy, as several large dollops of his spunk came rolling out. She flexed a bit, pushing out a tiny bit more, and then quickly tilted it up to her mouth, downing it all. She rolled it around a bit, opening her mouth to show it off, then continued working her mouth, pausing to open one more time to yet again show the white pool on her tongue. Finally, she swallowed dramatically, smiled, and simply said "Yummy" before opening wide to show her empty mouth.

I felt Maria tremble with a baby ripple around my invading cock. "You can tell I've wanted to do this for a while," she grinned at me.

"Why haven't you?" I spat out, immediately wincing internally since I'd inadvertently brought up Joe.

"He doesn't like fucking without condoms. Says it's the mess, I think he's just overly sensitive without them."

I pulled back, and gave her a medium-hard stroke. "Well let's give you your fantasy, then."

"Please..." she groaned, as we picked up speed again.

We ended up switching to doggy, as I think she wanted to watch the movie as we fucked, but within a few minutes, we were rutting so hard neither of us could pay attention. I was spanking her ass, pulling her hips back into me so hard that our flesh audibly cracked as we came together. I was pulling her thick mane of hair, pounding into her with abandon as we absolutely punished each other. Onscreen, we both somewhat registered a slightly fake looking blonde getting it hard as a man drilled her on a red couch, but I quickly found myself brought back to focus on Maria as she pushed me off her, then pulled me down to the bed as she mounted me cowgirl.

Our hips were both a blur, as we clapped together, her rearing back as she groaned out a powerful cum, letting loose with a small flood of fluid across my groin. I grinned in pride as she lowered her lips to mine again, probing my mouth with her tongue as she grabbed my head. I slipped down and latched onto her nipple, swirling and sucking desperately as she pulled me in closer with her arms.

After a bit, I rolled her over again and stood up on the floor as I brought her hips to the edge of the bed, then plunged in firmly, pulling her into me as I began to fuck her as hard as I physically could. We both glanced at the TV again as the blonde started begging the guy to cum inside her.

"You gonna fill my pussy, stud?" Maria asked.

"Yeah. I'm a tiny bit away though."

She rocked her hips, squeezing my length as she gave me an evil grin. "Maybe I can help you along."

"Oh yeah?" I spat out between ragged breaths.

"Yeah, maybe I can coax that cum out into my tight little pussy. Maybe I'm just dying to feel you fill me up. Flooding me with your thick warm spunk..."

I groaned, unable to think of a good response.

"I swear as soon as you cum in my pussy it'll make me cum so hard you'll think my others were fake. I'm dying to feel it. I need to feel it. It's my favorite thing and I want you to fucking fill me up and empty those big balls into my tight little cunt, please baby..."

I was getting closer, I could feel it and I know from the look on her face she could sense it.

"Please cum deep in my pussy and fill me with all your hot thick cum, I need it so fucking bad baby, I need your cum right now please, cum in me, cum in me, cum in me please..."

With that, the floodgates opened, and I pushed into her as hard and deep as I could. Powerful shot after shot raced through my cock as I unloaded what felt like a gallon of cum right at her cervix. Right as my first shot released, her pussy clenched so firmly I could barely move, and she let loose with an unholy wail as she pushed her pelvis up into me, her leg wrapping around and pulling me in. Warm fluid sprayed up into my crotch, smelling sweet and deeply of her, as her wonderful sheath fluttered around me, massaging every drop of my essence directly into her.

We stayed like that for what felt like minutes, but was likely only 90 seconds, as my climax abated and hers shortly followed suit. I leaned down to kiss her deeply one more time, and then slowly disengaged, rolling over and collapsing next to her. We locked eyes, panting and grinning at each other.

Finally, she looked up at the screen, and I followed her gaze as the guy on screen was pulling large puddles of cum out of her pussy with his fingers, feeding it to the actress. I looked at Maria, and she pointed to a black saucer on her bedside table. "I came prepared," she joked.

"Prepared for cum," I grinned back.

She smiled at my dumb joke, and sat up as I handed her the plate, her feet up and slightly reclined. Slowly, almost agonizingly so, my cum cascaded out of her and onto the plate, pooling with a bit of clear, thinner fluid that seemed to be all her. After a few minutes with her periodically pushing everything out of her pussy, she lifted the plate to her face, tilting it slightly toward her. She inhaled, her nostrils flaring, and slowly tilted the load into her mouth.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she savored my essence. I'd seen plenty of women swallow, but there was something so ridiculously primal about the pleasure Maria seemed to get from my cum. I was almost amazed watching her enjoy it as she rolled it around with a look of rapture on her face--it was the filthiest, hottest thing I'd ever seen in my life. Finally, after what seemed to be minutes, she swallowed and opened her eyes, a look of total lust blazing in them, and without warning, she lowered her head to my prick.

Her little display turned me on so muchI was actually slightly vibrating. As she took my length into her mouth to suck off the dregs of my spunk, I realized I was still rigid as steel.

Somehow, we communicated without words in that moment, and before I knew it, we were joined again. She was riding me as I pushed into her, her channel a slick, sodden mess gripping me so tight. We crashed into each other over and over and over again, our coupling insistent and seemingly insatiable.

We rolled over, me on top of her as we both began to pour sweat against each other, our bodies slick and sliding. She was holding on to my neck, her hot breath tickling me as we kept bucking against each other with such force the rest of the world seemed to fade away.

We were turned over all of the sudden, me on top of her prone, feeding myself into her as deeply as can be. Her wonderfully tight sheath was gripping me with fervor as her honey flowed, and we flipped again to her on top, my hand straying down to her clit as her wetness splashed against me, my other caressing her smooth stomach up to her wonderfully full breast. She emitted a feral growl as we got lost in each other, our world just textures and skin and touch.

I was on top of her again, her legs wrapped tight as I slid against her, and the TV was stopped on a DVD menu. How long had we been joined like this? I felt like I'd been running for an hour or more, and as she looked up at me, she husked "Where do you want to cum?"

I wouldn't have minded cumming inside her again, but I knew if it hadn't happened yet, it might be difficult. I pulled back, looked in her eyes, and said "Can I fuck your tits?"

She smiled enthusiastically, and pushed me off her. Quickly, she grabbed a bottle of lube, smeared it between them, and began pushing me up and down as quickly as she could while resuming her dirtiest talk. I thought it would be a minute, but apparently I was either primed already or she had the magic touch, because shortly after I was unleashing a large, high-pressure load across her chest. I pulled back, looking at the decently-sized splotches on the top of those gorgeous breasts. My thick cum really stood out against her dark, tanned skin. It made me burn with lust, but my cock ached with exertion.

"Nicely done guys, that was hot," Jenny purred behind us. We both jumped slightly, and as we turned around she came into view from the dark of the living room.

"How long were you standing there," Maria asked.

"Long enough to watch you two fuck like rabbits for a few, then you titfuck him into oblivion."

She gave me a look that spoke of concern that I'd slept with her.

"Relax," Maria said. "I'm breaking up with him when he gets back from this trip. It's been a long time coming and he's been fucking around on me."

"Oh, I uh..."

"You were worried that he made things more complicated by fucking me."

"Uh, yeah..."

"If it makes you feel any better, I had to get him high to seduce him," she added.

"Well... maybe a little bit." She paused, and we all looked at each other for a few beats. "You going to eat that," she smirked at Maria, indicating the glaze on her chest.

Maria didn't say a word, but just calmly scraped a goodly portion of my cum off her chest and shoveled it into her mouth, all while keeping eye contact with Jenny.

"Mmm, a greedy cumslut, I like it." She walked forward, closer to both of us, sitting on the edge of the bed. Maria scooped up some of the remaining jizz, proffering it to Jenny. She shook her head and said "I get it all I want. You can have it this time." Maria smiled, and scooped it into her mouth.

Maria and I both needed water and a snack, and so we ended up in the kitchen, regaling Jenny with the events of the evening. I hopped through a quick shower, and then she followed me, and eventually we ended up back in the bedroom sitting around, bullshitting and having fun. Jenny had a few drinks, loosening up a bit, even though she wasn't quite as high as us.

We were laughing about something, and Maria looked over at Jenny with a warm smile. "No hard feelings about me not asking before I borrowed your man?"

"Nah," she gestured dismissively, "although I sure as hell want to be involved in the next round."

"I don't have a problem with that," Maria grinned, pulling her brief silk robe up a bit to expose her beautiful pink pussy, which, I noted, was a tiny bit flushed already. "Although call me greedy, but I want another ride and load out of him." She softly caressed her lips, which seemed to spread a bit, almost on cue.

I looked up from her junction to her face, then over to Jenny. Her face and neck were already flushed, and I could feel myself beginning to grow solidly in my boxers.

"How about if he starts off in me while I taste you, and then we can trade off."

"Mmm, I like the way you think," she said, turning her attention to me. "How about it stud? You think you're gonna be up to servicing us both again? I gotta warn you, this could be the start of you needing to keep two women well-fucked on the regular." She locked eyes with me as she plunged her first two fingers deep, then pulled them out, sucking on them luxuriously.

I pulled Jenny up by the hand, bending her over as I pulled down her boy short panties, giving that gorgeous ass a firm smack on one cheek, then the other. She yipped, but then groaned as I started to tease the head of my prick over her wet opening. I slowly pushed in just the head, using my hips to stir in another half inch, opening her up the way I knew she loved so much. I looked Maria in the eyes as I slowly worked my hips in and out, pushing my entire length into her over the course of an extended set of thrusts.

"You both better keep that warmed up and ready to go for me, because I'm going to make you scream after I'm done ravaging her."

Jenny groaned as I grabbed her hair, lowering her head to Maria's juicing slit.

Maria's eyes flashed at me with excitement. I started to fuck into Jenny with purpose as she began to dive in to the sweet pussy in front of her.