Yv & Jack: A Lust Story, Ch. 09

Yv & Jack: A Lust Story

Chapter 9

In Milwaukee visiting her ailing mother, Yv beds her first boyfriend, Eddie, while Jack and Inger likewise explore each other, all with everyone's permission. Her mother, Meredith, is taken aback at the musical mattresses Yv and her lovers are playing, and counsels her to choose Jack and not sleep around. Calling Jack later, she has phone sex with him, and a delighted Inger joins in, moaning her orgasms to Yv over the phone. Eddie arrives right afterward, and a highly aroused Yv answers the door naked, convincing him to take her on her mother's sofa.

October, 1985

They had gotten to her bed around ten, but not to sleep until nearly three. Yv awoke slowly and turned over, groaning at the clock glowering at her it was just before eleven. She knew she had plans, something important to do, but it took several moments to shake the cobwebs from between her ears. Suddenly, she sat bolt upright. "Fuck!" She had promised to visit her mother daily, and visiting hours started at ten.

"Fuck!," she repeated as she swung her feet to the floor and stood without a stitch on, the cold in her bedroom unimportant now. Where's Eddie? Casting around the room, then striding into the kitchen and living room, his clothes were gone, a note was taped on the front door. She plucked it off, folding the little strip of Scotch tape. The front read simply 'Yv', and she unfolded it.

Sorry, baby. You looked so tired, and I have to meet my folks for church at 9. I hope you got some good rest. I know I did! Would love to see (all of) you tonight, if you're recovered. Love always, Eddie.

It explained both why he wasn't there, and how she had slept in so late. With an urgent burst of speed, she snatched up her clothes from the floor, checked the plum panties and bra, and found to her surprise they were both clean enough for another day. Hustling through a three-minute shower to wash the scent of sex off her, she ignored her hair, and dried off and in fresh clothes two minutes after that.

Grabbing an apple from the bowl on the kitchen table, she rushed outside to her mother's Chevy. It fired up quickly, and she threw it into gear, staying just under the limit as she not-quite-sped to the hospital. She arrived at quarter to noon, tossing the apple core into a garbage can by the entrance.

Stepping out of the elevator on her mother's floor, she hurried down the hall and pushed open the door. The room was empty and fully made bed, clean and no sign of her mom. Stunned, not quite ready to panic, Yv dashed to the nurse's station. "I'm looking for Meredith Kaminski."

"Family?" The one word was bland, bored, and the nurse didn't as much as glance up.

What the fuck? "Her daughter. She was up here yesterday, and I promised to visit..." Her voice faltered as she pondered awful possibilities. But they would have called me, wouldn't they? Tommy would have told me if anything really bad...

"Ms. Kaminski, I'm sorry." Yv gripped the counter as a wave of nausea slammed into her, her worst nightmares becoming real, afraid she would fall down and scream if the next words were what she was terrified of hearing. The nurse's calm voice filled her ears, but it took several seconds for it to register, to see her looking up from the nurse's station with a bland institutional smile. "She's doing much better, so we moved her to Two. Second floor," she clarified, giving her the room number.

"Th-thank you." Her relief was an almost physical thing, and Yv took an elevator down, propping herself against the railing as it descended. When the doors slid open, she stepped out and looked for the new room, finding it within a minute. Mom...

She opened the door, and stopped mid-step on the threshold. Tommy and Meredith were kissing, and she inhaled sharply. Tommy's left hand was stroking her mother's breast through her gown, with a loving expression on the part of his face not covered by her mother's mouth. She'd known intellectually they were... intimate... but seeing it was disconcerting. "Ummm... Hi?"

Her mother and Tommy--her lover, she revised in continued shock--parted, lips and all, and looked at her with mild surprise. It seemed unreal, since her mother and father had never kissed or anything else in front of her. Forcing herself to breathe and smile, Yv stepped the rest of the way in.

"Hey, Mom... Sorry I'm late, but I guess you kept yourself busy." She winced inwardly. So lame! Both Tommy and Meredith covered their mouths in what she interpreted as embarrassed laughter.

Meredith recovered first. "Yvie, you know Tommy. He came here this morning to see me now that I'm completely out of danger, and I guess we got carried away. I get to go home Tuesday, a day early, and I'll be taking the rest of the week off to recuperate."

"I'll be here. Until I fly out Friday."

"I'm glad you'll see me not all tubed up, and we can talk. Tommy will probably stay the night," She winked salaciously. "Just to help me sleep, though. That means you'll probably want to make other arrangements. That is, if we get... too rambunctious."

Rambunctious sounded like they would be jumping on the bed, not catching up after a week of enforced celibacy. Shenanigans would have been worse. "I'll see what I can do, Mom. Maybe a Motel 6 or something."

Meredith smiled indulgently, taking care not to mention Eddie's as a place she could stay again if she needed to, if she wanted him badly enough.

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After an hour-long visit, she left the two adults--older adults, she reminded herself a little crossly--to resume their visit without an audience. Yv forced the image of her mother and Tommy, naked and sweaty and entwined, fervently running their hands and lips over each other, out of her head, but her mind snuck another image in, her mom on her back on the kitchen table, legs spread, knees at her breasts, with Tommy's face buried in her lush, thick bush, tongue massaging her clit and pussy, eating her to a loud orgasm. It both unnerved and aroused her, and while she was happy for Meredith, she couldn't reconcile the idea of her mother having sex. She had to have done it at least once to get pregnant with me, she rationalized, but it was like a train wreck she couldn't look away from.

At the house, she washed all the laundry she could lay her hands on, including her mother's sheets and all the clothing in her hamper, as well as her own California clothes for the trip back. She was thankful for the dryer and not having to hang clothes outside, and finished several loads before the afternoon was over.

With the first load started, Yv looked through the fridge, tossing out anything she thought was spoiled, some of which was obvious, then made a quick grocery list. Least I can do... Her travel funds were more than sufficient to replace what she had eaten while she was there, and more, and she had her ATM card if needed.

She finally went to the brown corduroy sofa and inspected it for any remnants of the previous night's exertions with Eddie. Feelings of passion and guilt washed over her while she cleaned, then she noticed a few spots of dried cum and feminine juices all along the length of the cushions, and not only where Eddie had unloaded in her. Making a face, she decided to clean the whole thing, just to be sure, her cheeks reddening fiercely at the renewed reminder of her mother's sex life.

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Eddie stayed with her Sunday and Monday evenings, but they stayed off the couch, restricting their play to her bed and the bathroom. Twice, Yv sat on Eddie's face, humping it frantically, filling his mouth with her hot juices, soaking her pillow, their moans echoing against the bare walls. Each morning she put the soiled linens into the washer, using plenty of soap, hot water and bleach.

She took Eddie up on his offer to let her stay in his apartment Tuesday through Thursday. Clothing optional, she added, and he grinned back at her, confirming the appeal of that likelihood.

Tuesday afternoon, Tommy brought Meredith in the squad car that had come to her rescue last week, and Yv was happy to follow them back in the Chevy. Meredith was delighted to discover the fridge full of fresh food, and gently scolded Yv she didn't have to do that, or all her laundry, but her appreciation shone through. If the suddenly clean and cum-free couch made any impression, she said nothing about it, only thanking her for "straightening up" in her absence.

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Yv cooked for Eddie Tuesday night at his apartment, making meatloaf with mashed potatoes and broccoli. It was simple and delicious, and the fact she prepared it without a stitch on she was sure was Eddie's favorite part of the meal, aside from the promise of an intimate dessert. After they ate and she washed up, feeling very domestic and horny, she went to the couch and bent at the waist, kissing him long and hard, while he cupped her breasts and stroked her nipples..

He stood, and grinned as he held her naked body against him. "Yvie, you seem to really like showing yourself off for me. You look lovely."

"Nice to be seen, baby. I'm only here a few more days, and I don't want to miss any chance to titillate you, get you hot for me." She stroked the crotch of his jeans. "And get both of us off!"

"I'm already hot for you, all the time."

"Good, because I have something I'm going to try with you..."

"Sex on the balcony?" He sounded more hopeful than surprised.

She shook her head, giggling. "Maybe later. For now, please just get naked for me and stand there..."

He made a face as if her request was something arduous and vaguely undesirable. "Again? You always want my clothes off and me buck naked. It's like all you think of is sex..." He held the look for a moment, then laughed. "I like that."

In front of the couch, he stripped quickly, his erection growing as she kissed him again. Yv told him, "I'm going to do a handstand. Always wanted to try this with you." Yv had actually never tried it before, not with Jack or any other lover, though she was sure to try it again after she returned home. She turned away from him and arched her back before throwing her legs up in the air, holding herself in place on her hands. When she approached vertical, she parted her knees; mashing his nose would probably have been a mood killer.

"Eddie, lift me up..." He complied eagerly, lifting her at her hips. Yv braced her thighs against Eddie's shoulders and scrunched her stomach muscles, pulling herself up to move her pussy even with his mouth, and slid her hands up to encircle his midriff just above his muscular buttocks.. Eddie pulled her upwards, encircling her buttocks with one arm, gripping her shoulder with the other to hold her aloft. In answer, Yv crossed her legs behind his neck.

Her breasts were compressed against his solid abs, and the rough hair on his torso tickled her erect nipples. They stopped arranging their bodies when her mouth was right in front of his erect cock, beautifully hard, a drop of precum already at the tip of his glans. She craned her neck and took the droplet in with the tip of her tongue, eliciting a moan from him. In return, she wriggled her hips to push her pubes into his face, a broad hint for him to start.

Eddie leaned his face into her crotch, kissing the patch of cotton candy pink there, his lips kissing the fragrant, moist bush. She felt him extend his tongue, the underside flitting over her clit before his tongue settled on and started playing with the sensitive flesh there.

Yv moaned before taking him in. Blood rushed to her head, and she was dizzy with desire and the unfamiliar orientation, but it swept her to new heights of urgent lust. Bobbing her head, she managed to insert his hard-on without her hands, which were occupied supporting herself against his naked body. She went slowly, waiting for him to shoot his load into her until he'd finished with her. She wished he could have multiple orgasms, too. If he came like I do, we'd never get out of bed!

Working her tongue over the top of his muscular rod, Yv was careful not to scrape her teeth on the sensitive underside. She'd sixty-nined before, but never standing up, and this time it felt so wonderfully sexy and different.. Eddie's tongue manipulated her clit for a long while before he lowered her body an inch or so to play his tongue over her slit, and she moaned again when he slid his tongue between her labia and inside her wet hole, titillating the nerve endings there.

Clenching her eyes shut, Yv gamely sucked Eddie's cock, moving her left hand from his back to hold his dick steady. He was easily strong enough to hold her suspended with his mouth on her pussy and his cock sliding into her mouth, but the feel of his buttocks tensing moments before he came was sometimes almost as good for her as his actual orgasm. It wasn't simply support she wanted; the anticipation was important, too; the awareness her mouth was about to be filled intoxicating.

Yv came seconds later. Unable to speak, she moaned loudly around his manhood, the squirts from her pussy dribbling between her ass crack and down her inverted body. Eddie moaned too, licking away the juices enthusiastically, hips thrusting marginally as she sucked him off. Yv was mesmerized by the juices running to her tits and face. Never came upside down before... She loved every second.

Her second and third climaxes erupted shortly after, and the thick rod humping her mouth began pulsing with his nascent climax. This is it!, she exulted, waiting for him to finish while her thinner waters continued to trickled down her length. A lone drop made its way to the corner of her eye, surprising her with its sting before flowing down to her forehead and into her hair

Pulling his face away from her literally dripping twat, Eddie squeezed her tightly into him, unable to keep eating her out as his orgasm jetted forth. Wave after wave of thick, musky cum flooded her mouth, flowing into her face. Yv tried to swallow, but realized after a moment's shock that gravity was working against her this time. Coughing as his semen went the wrong way, up into her sinuses, she pulled back, mumbling through the gooey mess for him to let her down. Eddie, even in the aftershocks of his own climax, turned and lowered her gently to his couch, helped her turn right-side up.

Yv's face, from her upper lip to her eyebrows and red hair, were coated in cum. Still coughing, she started to laugh, wiping the fluid from her face and licking it off her fingers. "Fuck! Fuck! I think some of it got up my nose!" Wobbling slightly when she stood, one eye still coated with the thick sliminess, she went to his kitchen sink and rinsed, clearing her sinuses in the sink at the same time.

Dripping now with water, she rubbed herself down with the kitchen towel, dropping it onto his linoleum floor. Not clean, but dry... Still chuckling she scampered over and threw herself into his arms for a long kiss.

Eddie murmured, "Baby, I've never done that before. It was so sexy..."

"Oh, it was, but I didn't think about the two of us cumming in that position. Got your jizz in my fucking nose, for Christ's sake! And some of my juices in my eye! Still liked it. A lot."

They eventually made their way to his shower, Yv washing cum and juices out of her hair, and Eddie doing her back. It was the first of their last few days together, and they made it count.

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Yv and Eddie spent all three nights in his apartment, joyously balling everywhere they imagined a stiff cock could be accommodated. They even went out onto his balcony Wednesday evening naked. It was cold, but they warmed quickly, Yv treating him to a right-side up blowjob, swallowing it all with nothing getting in the wrong places. Her reward was Eddie's invitation to sit on his face in bed for an hour, glorying in three powerful climaxes, drenching his face and pillow with her juices.

They reluctantly parted daily so she could check in on her mother for a few hours, and Eddie dropped her off each morning before he headed to work. If Meredith had any inkling her daughter was spending all night balling, or how tired she looked subsisting largely on orgasms and cum, she didn't say anything. She recognized her mother was feeling better, and happier than she remembered her ever being after Yv's father Neil had died.

Thursday afternoon she said her goodbyes, and said Eddie would take her to the airport in the morning. Meredith hugged her tight, and reminded her she was invited for the wedding, when and if it came to fruition. The look on Tommy's face after he hugged her perfunctorily suggested that the date might not be too far off.

That night, Eddie took her out early to a Greek restaurant, and home again to get their fill of each other before she would leave him the next morning. They celebrated their final night with a long sixty-nine, Yv thinking only of his body and tongue, then his cock when he came inside her pussy just before midnight, and again quickly after his alarm clock rang at five a. m.

On the plane a little after eight, Yv realized with a start she hadn't called or heard from Jack or Inger since Tuesday before dinner, intent only on getting her fill of Eddie the whole time. They knew her landing time, but Yv called during her layover in Denver, just to make sure someone would be there to pick her up. Her concern about neglecting them bothered her, but she suspected they understood and had likely consoled themselves with nights filled with hot sex and oral, if they were troubled at all.

Yv reached Inger on the home phone, and, yes, they were going to meet her in Oakland after her flight touched down. Jack wasn't available right then, but she assured Yv they would both be there. "We have a surprise for you, and we hope you'll love it!" Inger hung up before Yv could get any hints.

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Both of them were there waiting for her at baggage claim, and Jack rushed to her, enfolding her in his arms for more than a minute. They kissed quickly. Yv felt a rush of passion and longing. Can't wait to get you naked! Both of you... Despite her last frantic session with Eddie before dawn that morning, she felt lustful anticipation of having one or both of them in bed with her. It was just before one o'clock, home time, and Yv greeted Inger with the same long hug, and they both resisted passionately kissing in public, saving that, she hoped, for the ride home.

In the car, Jack suggested lunch, which met with eager approval from both women. Over three deli sandwiches by Inger's apartment, the same deli the two women had gone to the night of their gym shower together, the first night Inger had sampled her pussy, they dined and chatted. The memory of that first tentative cunnilingus still sent a thrill down her spine and to her clit. She was certain she was wet, and the image of Inger's twat at her mouth had her starting to sweat.

They headed over to Inger's apartment, which had a shiny new lock, which Inger's shiny new key fit perfectly. Jack's hands were only on Yv, but she caught more than a few smoldering glances between her boyfriend and the blonde, and wondered how the possible long-term living arrangements would work for all three of them.

The door swung open to a mostly empty front room, and a quick glance showed her bed had also disappeared. At Yv's quirked eyebrow, Inger smiled. "Most of my stuff is in storage for now, but my clothes and everything I need daily are in your apartment." She subtly stressed your, conveying that she knew she was, for now, a guest, albeit a very welcome one.

Yv had planned on getting them both on Inger's tiny bed, naked and wasting the rest of the day away. "Hey, don't you work today, Inger?"

"I took the day off to pick you up with Jack. Mr. Henson was fine with it, happy to do it when I said your mother is alright now."

"Thank you. So, this is the surprise?"

"No, we have to drive there first. We think you'll love it!"

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After lingering for a few minutes at Inger's soon-to-be-old place, they piled into the car again, and drove for about a mile, east into the Berkeley hills, off Marin Street. Marin was straight and nearly as steep as the long and winding Lombard in San Francisco, and frankly disturbed Yv, but they went up only a short way and turned left onto another street, flat and residential. Pulling up in front of a two-story house, pink and white, Jack pulled into the driveway in front of the two car garage. "Here we are!"

The outside steps were painted grey brick, with traction strips on each one, going up about six feet from the sidewalk to the front door. There was a small garage, a steel carport next to it The door itself was oak, and sturdy, with a small peephole at about eye level, an ornate iron cage covering the outside of it, and a small door of the same wood on the other side. Jack produced a key from his pocket and unlocked the deadbolt and the main latch with it, before stepping aside to motion both women inside, following and shutting the door.

Yv cast her eyes on everything, approving with a broad grin. To the left was a short staircase to the split-level, and another staircase down to her right, leading into a sunken living space, the first part of which was a large living room, the high ceiling rising fifteen feet overhead, supported by thick, dark beams across and up to its peak, a thicker beam the length of the room. There was wall-to-wall carpet, though no furniture. A picture window looked out to the West, part of the San Francisco Bay visible, and parts of the City and both bridges. The three-legged, three-pronged Sutro Tower transmitter was in clear view, meaning they wouldn't need cable. If we actually buy a television. If we had time to watch it in between all the fucking we're probably going to do.

To the left as she faced the living room lay a dining room, roomy enough for a large table, with a built-in sideboard, glass doors in front of its shelves, and large drawers going from waist-high all the way to the floor. There was no carpet here, and the floor was the same dark wood as the beams in the other room, worn to a glowing patina and recently refinished.

The kitchen had ample cabinets and a large refrigerator in avocado, matching the dishwasher and small appliances that were obviously as recent as the refinishing of the dining room. Nestled in the corner by the main hallway was a door, which Yv assumed went to a basement, and a few steps up to the entry.

Upstairs was freshly carpeted in a restful sea-green, extending from the hallway into the three bedrooms. The single bathroom was decorated in white hexagonal tiles, and a shade of green on the walls and in the tub very similar to the carpet.

One toilet for all three of us? Yv realized then that, if they lived here, they would be comfortable enough to see each other, or join each other, in the bathroom, tub or shower. The largest of the bedrooms was to the left, with a doorway out to a small yard with ample privacy, and a strip of grass they could lie out on, or play under the stars at night. The bedroom itself could accommodate a King bed, and the closet was big enough for all of Jack's and Yv's things.

The other two rooms were smaller, almost identical except for their window placement, with no outside doors. Each had a smaller closet. Yv looked at all three and thought, the big room for me and Jack, or all three of us sometimes, one for Inger, and one for guests.

Inger popped up at her shoulder in the hallway. "So, what do you think?"

"It's nice. Very homey and... comfortable. So, how did you find this?"

Inger looked down with slight embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Yv... I know we agreed we wouldn't do anything about living arrangements until you got back, but Jack offered to drive me around at night to see these, and I just sort of let it out."

"Only that?," Yv chuckled, hinting at what else had been let out.

The blonde's eyes crinkled in amusement. "No..." She walked down to the master bedroom and stood in the middle of the room. "We both really liked it and we hope you do, too. Works easily with all three of our incomes. When I showed Jack the figures, he was excited. Very excited!"

Turning to face her, Inger blushed prettily. "We actually... We fucked in the middle of the floor here, really fast..."

Yv felt a familiar ache at her crotch. "All your clothes off?"

"No," she giggled. "Just his pants and my skirt. He came really fast. That was Tuesday. We've got until tomorrow to decide whether we want to share this gorgeous house. And each other here!"

Yv cocked her head to the side. "Okay, all three of us can afford it, but how much are we going to pay monthly? What about food, and furniture? Our couch and yours would almost be embarrassing in that big living room by themselves. And neither of us has anything bigger than a bistro set for the dining room!"

Inger slid forward until her breasts pressed against Yv's, put her hands on Yv's petite ass, and told her how much the rent would be. Then she ran her hands up and down Yv's back before gripping her buttocks again.

Yv was surprised, though not at Inger's touch. "That's all? Jack and I could almost do it without a roommate!" Inger's hands undid Yv's jeans and she slid her hands down the front of her panties.

"We'll have plenty of room, and privacy, and one or both of the others to sleep with whenever we like. What do you say?" On the last syllable, her hand came to rest on Yv's crotch, stroking the bush beneath her pants gently.

Yv sighed at the other woman's touch and giggled. "Fuck, Inger, is this how you got Jack to agree to the house?" She didn't really care, holding back a moan as the blonde slid her pants and panties down, stopping mid-thigh as Inger's middle finger probed her labia.

Inger whispered in her ear as she moved her finger, then two fingers, in and out of the slick opening. "It was a mutual decision. We both hope you want to too... How do my fingers feel inside you, Yv? I've missed you in bed. Jack's good, but it's you I want right now."

"Feels... great..." She cast a glance behind her, saw that the door was only slightly ajar. "How would you like to lick my pussy?"

Still fingering Yv, Inger took her own pants down one-handed and stepped out of them, her hands on Yv's twat the whole time. "You mean now? What if Jack walks in on us... being naughty and playing with each other, my mouth on your gorgeous clit, licking you all the way..."

Yv stepped out of her pants too and lay on the carpet, facing the ceiling. "Yes, now. If Jack walks in on us, I'm sure he'll do something to add to our pleasure..." Reaching down to the bottom of her blouse, she pulled it over her head and lay there in only her bra, the same plum one she'd worn and shucked off with Eddie.

Inger smiled covetously and knelt on the carpet, her ass in the air, and planted several kisses on Yv's bush. Her tongue flicked quickly between Yv's labia, tasting the sweetness there. She licked her to a very quick and satisfying climax, licking away each spurt of vaginal juices before they dripped down to the carpet. Yv's faint cries echoed in the room, and she reached down to cradle the blonde's face, humping upward to rub the length of her slit against her lover's mouth.

Even after a week of eager rutting with her old boyfriend Eddie, she was as horny as if she had been without for a year. "Jesus, Inger... You're going to make me cum so hard..."

Inger grinned, lifting her face from Yv's pussy for a moment. "That's the plan!" Redoubling her oral efforts, Inger focused on Yv's clit now, sucking it languidly between her lips several times, then lowered her mouth to the dripping slit, extending her tongue and describing an oval between her labia with the tip, driving Yv almost mad with the sensation.

Panting roughly, her ragged moans louder in the bedroom, Yv came seconds later, sighing when Inger licked the length of her pussy lips, claiming her juices, and continued even as her climax subsided. Hauling herself up to a sitting position, she gently lifted Inger's face, covered as if with dew, to hers, kissing her long and slowly, savoring her juices on the other woman's lips and tongue, before pulling her into a hug. "You know, if I didn't already love a stiff dick inside me, I'd be satisfied with everything you just did."

Inger kissed her back. "You know how much I like cock too, but doing you is so satisfying, Yv. I love how you taste, baby, and cumming from your fingers and your mouth..."

A masculine ahem sounded from the doorway, but neither grabbed clothing or otherwise made to cover themselves. Jack stood in the doorway, his erection prominent under his slacks. "Glad neither of you want to forsake having a cock inside you. So, Yv, you like the house too?"

Yv stood and stalked over to Jack wearing only her bra, throwing one arm around his neck to kiss him, and cradling his hard-on with her opposite hand. "Love the house. Love both of you, Jack. Would you like to join us on the floor right now? Naked and plunging into one or both of us?"

"I would, but we're meeting the landlady to sign everything if you agree. That's in about half-an-hour in the living room. You should dress, both of you. So, Inger told you the rent?"

"She did. I'm good with that. And the two of you as my roommates. And bedmates" Picking up her clothes, she donned them swiftly. After a moment, Inger did the same, and both women washed up quickly in the bathroom, kissing quickly when they changed places at the sink.

They signed everything with an occupancy date of December 1st, but the landlady, a pleasant and slightly plump woman with blue hair, thick bifocals and a ready smile, told them she was fine with them moving things in during the last week of November. With thirty days' notice for their respective landlords, they were very happy things worked out the way they did.

After signing the papers and heading back to the apartment, they were all in high spirits. Inside the apartment, Inger hugged Yv tight, gathering Jack into their little huddle second later. When they all pulled back, Yv saw tears of joy on Inger's face. "So happy both of you want to be roommates with me. With full benefits," she jested lightly.

During dinner, Jack and Inger gently probed and prodded for details about Yv's week-long tryst with Eddie. Making a game of it, Yv relented only when they shared what they had done. She already knew much of it, and both looked thrilled and happy when she described the upside-down sixty-nine she and Eddie had performed.

Jack spoke first. "You know, Yv, I'm dying to try that with you now!"

Inger followed up with, "I don't think I could hold you in the air like that, but sixty-nine with my best friend sounds heavenly!"

Best friend... Yv rolled the phrase around in her head for a moment. She's certainly the one woman I feel closest to, and the only one besides Kimi I've let lick my snatch... On an impulse, she leaned over to Inger and kissed her on the lips. The kiss lasted longer, their lips parted and tongues darting in and out.

When they stopped, Yv pulled only inches away. "I guess you're my best friend too, Inger." She wanted to get everyone's clothes off without delay, but held back for now.

"Dinner was... great. Which one of you..."

"We both did, Yv!" Jack's eagerness to share his girlfriend with another woman was blindingly clear to both women.

"We did...," confirmed Inger. Without another word, she stood and took everyone's plates over to the sink, and said very seriously, "Dishes later. I think our world traveler needs some TLC from both her lovers. You agree, Jack?"

Jack stood and took Yv's hand. "I do. To the couch, then." He sat Yv on the center cushion, and sat to her right. Inger took the left side.

Inger's smile was warm and covetous. "We're both so happy to see you. We also both know you had loads of fun in Wisconsin, and we want to make sure you have as much or more here." Inger took off her t-shirt and bra while speaking, then kissed Yv as long and sensually as ever.

Panting, Yv looked to her right, and saw Jack's clothes were almost entirely off. His burgeoning erection held her gaze for a moment, and he quipped, "Baby, you're not too worn out for this, are you?"

Running her palm over the rigid flesh, Yv felt her desire rise quickly. "N-no, baby... I want you, want you both..." She felt motion behind her, and wasn't surprised when she looked back at a fully undressed Inger, her lips on Yv's earlobe and neck.

Jack looked into her eyes. "You had a long flight, sweetheart. We don't blame you if you're too tired to do anything but sit here while we take care of you...,' he crooned in her other ear. "We'll get you out of everything. Just sit back and relax, baby..."

Inger chimed in with a silky, sultry voice. "We decided on this to make you feel welcome in your home, Jack's idea, and I love what we're going to do, how you're going to feel afterwards..." Her words were like warm honey, dripping down and warming Yv's whole body with their sweetness.

Yv closed her eyes and breathed quietly, then whispered, "Okay with me... What do I do?"

Jack's lips brushed against hers, and then they brushed against her ear, his words erotic puffs of air against her cheek. "Nothing. Just enjoy, baby..."

Eyes shut, Yv concentrated on her other senses as their fingers opened her blouse and pulled it off her, down her shoulders and off when they tilted her forward, then back. Another pair of hands, or the same, unclasped the front of her plum bra, brought back from her old house, letting the cups slide off to the side, revealing her tits, nipples tight with anticipation. A pair of lips, Jack's or Inger's, kissed then sucked on the tiny blossoms, and Yv gave her first moan of the evening, quiet and waiting to be louder.

She recognized Jack's strong hands--so much like Eddie's!, she recalled--undo the lone button and slide her zipper down past her clit, before spreading them and pulling them down when she raised her butt off the couch. Inger's mouth continued to worship her breasts, paying slow homage to them, alternately cupping them and tweaking her almost painfully erect nipples in turn. After a while, she withdrew, leaving Yv panting louder, eager for more.

Yv reached up and curled her arms over the back of the couch, pulling her breasts up, at the same time her pants slid down her body and over her suddenly bare feet. She had little time to wonder what had happened to her shoes. Her panties still remained, the same plum shade as her bra, then she felt them pulled aside, making room for a pair of fingers to insinuate themselves inside. At the same time, someone started licking her clit, slow, measured strokes. Yv's next moan was louder, and it took all of her fortitude not to open her eyes and start in on both her lovers.

A mouth made its way up her torso, licking and nipping at her breasts, tongue running under her petite tits and then over the top, one after the other. This was a subtle counterpoint to the face and mouth now licking her slit, panties still pulled to the side, and she felt ready to explode. The face at her crotch withdrew momentarily, and she felt sure hands pull them off her hips and out from under her ass, down to the floor and off. This task done, the lips returned to tormenting her deliciously.

"Ah, fuck..." She was quiet, but it felt as good as a shout. "Don't stop. Either of you." The lips at her crotch stiffened before continuing, and she thought whoever it was had smiled to acknowledge her plea. Her belly was shaking, heralding her orgasm, and the lips stopped, then she felt a tongue or pair of fingers penetrate her, then play at the very entrance to her very wet twat.

She couldn't say how long her lovers attended to her, alternating gentle licks and sucking on her tits before doing the same on her pussy, trading places just before she could climax. Her orgasm rose and fell, not quite arriving, as their mouths and fingers teased and played with her unrelentingly. Yv's moans were louder now, almost the only sounds in the living room besides the wet noises of tongues and lips on her tits and on and in her pussy.

"I-I'm cumming," she whispered, certain they would hear her. Their response was immediate, as she felt Inger climb on top of her, her warm breasts against hers, their mouths meeting in a glorious open-mouthed kiss, tongues dancing and wrestling, moans captured between them. She felt a gentle pressure on the insides of her thighs, then a mouth on her pussy, taking over and driving her forward.

Yv's belly tensed, then released, then tensed again, and she knew they were finally allowing her to cum. Yv shifted her tush forward on the cushion, felt Jack's mouth take her with abandon, licking rapidly up and down her slit, then stopping to suck hard on her clitoris, tearing a passionate groan from her, swallowed by Inger's mouth.

Abandoning her grip on the back of the couch, Yv embraced Inger fiercely, pulling her against her almost savagely, as if her own body were her mouth and pussy, eager to accept every bit of pleasure they could give her. Quivering now from head to toe, every inch ready for her climax, contributing to and accepting the stimulation she felt all over.

She came hard, and heard a light splash, others succeeding it as her body spasmed, her whole body taking part in the erotic conclusion. Grabbing the blonde's ass in one hand, she kissed down her chest to the swell of her breasts, planting her face on her right nipple, sucking hard as the full force of her climax slammed into and through her. Inger still held onto her, head back and matching Yv's moans. Jack's mouth withdrew, and the two women took their time enjoying the aftershocks of Yv's orgasm.

Unexpectedly, she felt Jack's cock inside her, pumping her rapidly as he knelt between her legs and thrust his thick cock into her, the back of Inger's blonde head against his chest. Her orgasms had made her more sensitive to the quick movement in her twat--I swear I can feel his head and veins!--and Yv gasped as another climax threatened. Inger sat up and looked over her shoulder and down at Jack's final act, leading to what they all expected to be an explosive finale.

His hands were suddenly on Inger, stroking her breasts in front of Yv, his hard-on pistoning in and out of her pussy. Instead of stoking her envy, the sight of it brought her a thrill up her spine and back down, centered on her clit. Yv slipped her hands over the blonde's buttocks, then they started kissing and fondling while Jack fucked her. Each of his thrusts drove a little gasp out of her, and her exhaustion faded for the moment, her blood rising in the throes of lust.

She suspected Jack had been ready for some time to drive his hard-on inside her, fuck her hard for a long time. She heard his moans and sharp exhalations with each thrust. In moments, she felt his cock tremble, foretelling his orgasm. Almost in awe, she felt him unload, his pulsing dick flooding her with cum. She came again with that realization, kissing Inger harder while Jack finished up.

After a moment, he braced his hands lightly on Yv's knees, and stood slowly. "Be right back, ladies..." He headed towards the bathroom, Yv admiring his muscular buttocks, still clenching and pulsing the whole way.

She and Inger held each other for a while longer, Inger now caressing Yv's breasts and face, the two of them trading tender kisses as their hearts finally slowed down. Yv finally gathered enough breath to whisper. "Fuck, Inger... You and Jack were so... Fuck! How did you like it?"

"Loved it. Love you and Jack. Hope that's okay to say." She winked coyly.

Yv closed her eyes and set her head against the blonde's chest. "So okay, sweetheart."

Jack, absent for a couple of minutes, returned and sat next to them, clutching a couple of fresh towels, one of which he used on the floor where he had knelt moments before, and he handed the other to the two women. "Baby, if I knew you were going to squirt so hard I'd have put a towel on the floor!" He hugged both of them. "Inger's first threesome, and my first with two women... And we have all weekend, if the two of you like, or you, my love, can trade time between us. Any thoughts?"

Weary and happy, Yv let her head loll to one side. "Jack, I'm so fucking drained after that, I'm going to need a little while, but I'm pretty sure I can return the favor for both of you. All night."

Inger nuzzled Jack, then Yv. "If you ever go out of town again for that long, Yv..."

"I know, you don't want me to leave town again for a while."

Inger giggled. "That's not it at all! I wanted to tell you we'll both be here, waiting to make you as welcome as possible. Every time!"

"Speaking of..." Yv glanced at both of her lovers, oddly comfortable with telling them something more. "My mom's seeing someone. I think they're very serious."

"How serious?" This was Jack.

"She said there might be a wedding in the near future...?"

He grinned. "Nice! So which of us will be your plus one?"

Inger's voice was sultry, filled with lust, and Yv wriggled at the full breasts moving against hers. "And does your old boyfriend Eddie play well with others?"

********

They played most of the night and into Saturday morning, giving in to sleep on the full bed long after midnight. Yv, worn out and very satisfied by their attentions, was sleepy by the time both of them finished welcoming her home. Naked in bed and nestled under the covers, she felt Inger's lips by her ear. "Hey, Yvie? You okay with me borrowing Jack in the living room? We wanted to make sure you were completely satisfied, but somehow I'm the only one who didn't cum."

Yv breathed her answer with a wan, drowsy smile. "That's fine, Inger. Go fuck our man for a while..." It dawned on her she'd said our man, not my. She pulled the covers and up to her chin, turned onto her side, away from the light illuminating the doorway. She whispered to herself with a satisfied smile, "Our man...," and fell asleep quickly.

********

October, 1985

The three of them hit the grocery store the next morning, as inobvious about their first three-way as they could manage. Splitting the bill three ways, they took their supplies to the apartment, and put it all away. Inger knew where everything was, and figured it out when she didn't know, much to Yv's pleasure at their new, possibly long-term, roommate.

Over lunch, their conversation naturally progressed to their plans for moving into the new house by the end of the next month. Inger looked as if she wanted to say something, but kept waiting for their discussion to finish with the main floor.

"Yvie, Jack and I have a suggestion. It's mine, really, but..."

"What?" Don't ask to share the master with him! Don't leave me in my own single room... The worry in her voice was obvious, and Inger took her hand.

"The three bedrooms. We want you to have the master for yours, and Jack and I can take turns or sleep together with you. We can fit our stuff in our other bedrooms; they have good-sized closets, and we can each fit a bed and a chest of drawers in them. We just thought that since you were so good to me, to both of us, we wanted to show our appreciation."

Yv scoffed quietly. "I thought your attentions last night were your way of thanking me, both of you."

Jack took her other hand. "That's just one way. We both love you, had a long conversation about that while you were out of state. It would just be weird to... I don't know, kick you out of our room if Inger and I..." He left the evident implication unspoken.

Yv's concern evaporated, mostly, and she snickered. "So, both of you want to have mine be the bedroom you visit? Sounds heavenly."

Jack continued. "That room can fit the biggest bed, too. What do you think of a King bed, so all three of us can be in it at once? All three beds will be ours, all of ours, but I'd love it if you wanted to be at the center of it all."

Yv nodded. "Okay, let's spend some time looking for a King bed, and we'll put the full in yours, and Inger can have her twin, in hers."

They all agreed eagerly, then Jack looked at both of them, eyes alight with excitement. "While the two of you were busy getting your rocks off in the big bedroom, I checked out the basement. There is a door that goes out to the garage, deadbolted; I'll make sure we get a couple of keys. But there's something else...

"There is another half-level with two rooms and a half-bath, downstairs in the basement. One is a storage space, packed with old boxes, but the rest of the floor is lit and clean, carpeted and everything. Might make a good spare bedroom." He looked very pleased to give that revelation.

Inger added with a lustful leer. "Maybe we could toss some pillows in there, make it a playroom..."

********

They worked all afternoon, making plans for the new rental house. The space would almost swallow up their existing furniture, and, ignoring the basement, there was more than twice as much floor space as for the two apartments combined. "Twice as much rent, too," Yv cautioned, but after they ran figures again on rent, food and utilities, they discovered they could fill out the rest of the house in maybe a year, if they were wise with their purchases.

After dinner, pleading jet lag, and what Jack cheekily called fuck fatigue, Yv told them she was going to bed by herself. She didn't have to make up her exhaustion. Jack and Inger were so good last night. I hope they liked fucking each other without me! She knew that was ridiculous; either one of them in her bed, naked against her, was more than enough nightly exercise and relaxation.

Closing the bedroom door, Yv sat on the bed, looking around the room. One of the drawers was a little overstuffed, and she saw some panties she didn't recognize. Well, not as mine, she snickered to herself. The drawer was in Jack's dresser, hers untouched. That was sweet of him...

Stripping down to her panties, Yv did some stretching and forty push-ups, regretting the lack of non-naked workouts the past nearly two weeks. I need to keep myself in shape, especially if I'm going to gorge myself on thick cock and blonde pussy. She worked up a light sweat, felt her blood coursing through her body, and suddenly felt horny.

She knew she could walk into the front room, clothes left behind, and coax one or both of them to join her, but she decided she needed sleep more than another hot threesome. Instead of tossing her panties off, she grabbed a t-shirt from Jack's top drawer and put it on. Turning to the bed, she climbed in and was quickly slumbering.

********

She awoke, still wearing both t-shirt and panties, facing a very naked and unconscious Jack, and sensing Inger behind her warm and close. Reaching behind her with her right hand, she ran a hand over the blonde's hips all the way to her breasts, confirming she had come to bed au naturel also. Yv kept still otherwise, raising her head to check the alarm clock on the nightstand, telling her it was nearly nine, confirmed by the sunlight outside, filtered through the drapes.

She drowsed for a few minutes more, unwilling to disturb their rest. I wonder what time they got to bed? How many times did they... She decided she would simply ask them. Jealousy would certainly ruin the good thing they had going, though she wished they'd at least tried to wake her to join them. But I was so tired..., she lamented quietly.

This is bullshit. I'd have been pissed if they woke me up, so I shouldn't be annoyed they didn't wake me up. Satisfied she had the right viewpoint, Yv wondered what to do now. She was entirely bookended by the sleeping pair, and climbing over one or the other would certainly wake both.

At that moment, her nipples started to stir, curdling as she thought of her boyfriend and Inger on the couch, or in the kitchen, naked and fucking away in front of her. Still horny, still need some sexy touching and licking... Slipping one hand under the t-shirt, she ran the palm over her nipples, felt them stiffening at her own touch. She almost laughed at the scenario. I have two sexy roommates on either side of me, both naked, both obviously having come to bed after some thorough fucking, and all I want to do is touch myself. Is that so wrong?

Turning delicately onto her back on the narrow mattress, Yv slowly slipped her panties down to her calves, bending her knees slightly to give her more room. One hand still on her breasts, she moved the other by stages onto her twat. Looking under the covers, her scent filled her nostrils, her finger traveling down past her pussy to between her thighs, then returning to her pussy. It was warm and soft, and her fingers met more warmth, this time wet and almost hot, spreading her labia and opening her mouth in silence as her fingers drifted inside along her pussy lips, teasing but not entering yet. Her touch sent a thrill of sexy anticipation up her clit up to her nipples.

Panting quietly, she slipped her fingers between her labia, lifting the quilt gently to gaze first at Jack's muscular body under the covers. His cock was thick, though not yet erect, and she watched his breathing, almost seeing the pulse of his heartbeat as it slept. She slipped her fingers inside now, and fantasized about his hard cock slipping inside her, slowly penetrating her, moving in and out between her spread thighs before finally unloading inside her, thick and hot...

Yv's first climax washed over her, her mouth agape in a silent scream. She kept working her labia, now slipperier and more sensitive to her continued touch. The quilt was down past her waist, her cotton candy pubes and the exploring fingers exposed to either of them if they woke up.

And she wasn't ready to finish.

Looking at Inger now, the larger breasts on her taller lover made her ache. She longed to run her fingers and tongue over them. As if the blonde was somehow reading her mind as she slept, both nipples curdled, the pink aureoles tightening as she watched. Inger moved, turning halfway onto her back, her thighs spreading too, and Yv saw she was wet, too, her scent rising to Yv's nostrils, making her pant harder, still silent.

Yv fought for control of her vocal cords, not wanting to wake them up. Inger's chest moved so slowly, almost sensuously as she slept there, her nipples daring her to suck on them. The blonde was serene, her tanned skin and cottontail luminous in the morning light filtering through the blinds. Yv's fingers, still at their antics between her legs, sped slightly. Right then, she wanted to bury her face in Inger's hot, wet twat, lick her awake. Her second climax was almost as quiet as the first, but left her almost less satisfied, wanting more.

Her inner voice was active now, whispering all sorts of temptations. I dare you to lick those pink, tight nipples, coax her awake with Jack naked behind you. Finger her cunt, Yv, finger it then spread her thighs, bury your face in her cunt, lick her awake, make her cum... Yv sipped air into her lungs, not trusting herself not to throw herself at Inger. She absently slipped her panties all the way to her ankles, gently kicking them off under the quilt. Moving gingerly, she slipped her t-shirt above her tits, then all the way to her shoulders.

Naked except for the t-shirt bunched around her neck, Yv turned fully onto her right side, facing Inger, still stroking her own pussy, feeling the slickness of her juices, her scent more obvious as she kept playing. The little voice went from a whisper to a roar. I dare you! She could no longer deny the impulse; I have to..., she thought, and moved her mouth forward and down, tongue poised over Inger's right breast, the tip of her stiff nipple almost touching her lips.

Still fingering herself, her own scent mingled with Inger's more subtle one, awakening a carnal hunger she had to satisfy. Her heart skipped a beat, then a second. Extending her tongue, the very tip of it on the blonde's nipple, she traced it around the pink aureole before moving closer to take it into her mouth.

Inger's breathing deepened. "Oh, Yvie," she murmured into the room. Yv hazarded a glance up, and realized she was still sleeping. It gave her a warm feeling to know Inger's first thought was her, and not Jack. Reaching her damp fingers over Inger's hip, she pulled herself closer, tasting her warm breast, the salt of sweat, the faint remnant of a flowery perfume, the musky taste of Jack's semen, spattered no doubt during their screwing in the other room. Yv licking the blonde's aureole delicately, feeling the curdled flesh at its top, sucking on it as she pulled Inger's hip closer.

The blonde's moan was louder now but not too loud. Caressing her tanned hip, Yv let her hand glide forward and down, her palm coming to a momentary rest on the kinky blonde curls that had fascinated her that first night and every one after. Still sucking Inger's tit, she turned her hand to insinuate itself between the silky thighs, turning it slyly so her fingers were at her slit, her palm on the warm pussy, cloaked in its curly golden shroud.

The pressure between her thighs induced the still sleeping Inger to part her legs, sighing Yv's name as she still slept. Her middle finger crept in between her labia, stroking the wet gap there. Inger gasped, eyes still closed, when Yv's slipped her finger inside and started playing in earnest.

Inger arched her back, pressing her breasts into Yv's face. Her next moan was so erotic and soft Yv could only make out one word, her name, sending a blissful chill down her body, her clit throbbing at that sound. The blonde's breathing deepened, still somnolent, but in the grip of what Yv could only assume was a wet and horny dream she was engendering. She sucked harder on the full tits in front of her face, tasting everything that had dried on them, panting as her mouth worked harder.

Yv felt herself nearing a frenzy, wanting to wake Inger as quickly as possible, fingering her awake to a shared orgasm, Inger's hand stroking her pussy at the same time. Inger moaned again, louder now, but Yv didn't feel any hint of Jack awakening or being disturbed in any way. Inger murmured again, soft and insistent. "Yv, I love you eating my pussy..." The last word was barely breathed.

Your wish is my command, sweetheart... Trailing her mouth downwards over her trim belly and down to her waist, then a little further, she left a trail with the tip of her tongue all the way down. Inger turned on her back sleepily now, knees parted and thighs spread so her dream could take form. Planting her tongue, the very tip of it, near the top of her kinky curls, Yv worked it up and down, side to side, to burrow past the bush to the sweet and wet clitoris beyond. Yv curled her arms around Inger's thighs, and started eating her pussy in earnest.

With soft, nearly timid sweeps of her tongue, Yv spread the increasingly warm and slippery juices all over Inger's clit, paying special attention to Inger's clit and labia. Her lover was now panting, moans still nearly silent but growing in intensity. The blonde's back arched, her hands clamping on either side of Yv's red hair, pulling her into her twat, weeping fragrant dew all over Yv's cheeks, lips and tongue. A single moan made it out into the room, breathy and hoarse as she came.

Yv whispered to her. "Cum, baby. Cum for me..." Inger ground her pussy against her face, and Yv saw Inger's eyes flutter open, her jaw shuddering as another climax coursed through her. Her eyes were closed, but she felt Inger shift and move, no doubt gazing down at the cunnilingus she happily gave and was gratefully received.

Inger's juices, hot and slippery, washed over Yv's tongue in a prolonged series of surges, each one part of one long climax. "Fuck... Yv... Keep licking me, baby..." Her voice rose with each syllable, not yet loud enough to wake Jack--I hope!--but it was clear she would soon be fully awake and crying her orgasms to the room.

Slipping two fingers inside her friend's twat, Yv licked and thrusted in an easy rhythm, reveling in the heat and wetness now dripping down her face and tongue and onto the sheets they'd changed only a day ago. Intent on helping her to another orgasm, Yv licked more slowly, more deeply around Inger's clitoris and the hood cradling it. The blonde's feminine fragrance filled the air, and Yv redoubled her efforts, rewarded by a near scream of bliss, more of her waters flowing, then spraying out, drenching the bed and Yv's face.

"Ah, ah, AHHH! Fuck!" Yv tilted her head up, looking between Inger's full tits to her face, which looked back at her with wonder and gratitude. She sat partially up and pulled on Yv's shoulders, pulled her face away from her dripping twat and towards her mouth, and Yv moved swiftly to join her. They kissed for a long time, and Yv didn't care whether Jack was awake or not, loved that Inger had enjoyed being awakened so lovingly, and that they were sharing the fruits of her squirting climax.

Inger crushed the redhead to her, trembling as her orgasm faded. Cooing softly, they stroked each other's hair and backs and bottoms. "Baby, what made you think of that? So wonderful to have you wake me that way. God, I've thought of doing that to you... so many times!"

Yv whispered, face in the crook of the other woman's neck, "Didn't plan it. Woke up horny as hell, and playing with myself just wasn't enough. I had to have you..."

"Yv, thank you. I think the three of us sharing that house will really be... fun!"

Before she could answer, Yv heard a low masculine grunt, and a palm on her back, roving down to cup her ass. "What are you two doing? Both my girls naked, and it smells like both of you came," he observed unnecessarily, their commingled womanly scent lingering in the air as they unwound following their wake-up exercise.

Yv grinned, but didn't turn. "We did, baby. I woke Inger up, with my fingers, lips and tongue. She tastes very fresh first thing in the morning..." She closed her eyes again and snuggled closer. "Let's get into a nice warm shower, then some more naked time after breakfast..."