Lora 14 - Couples Therapy

We got into the cab, leaving Matt and Anna's at about 10. More importantly, we left Tasha behind with her sister, her soon-to-be brother-in-law, and Dave. Matt's cousin seemed to be really interested in Tasha, and who could blame him?

The 28-year-old, 5'6" brunette was very pretty; slim without being thin, with nice breasts and a great ass that Lora and I had spent hours mauling over the past several days. So, I guess you could say that, as Dave thought he and Tasha had hit it off, we hadn't done too badly ourselves.

Since joining my girlfriend and me in an impromptu threesome three days ago, Anna's sister had fallen hard for us thanks to a steady supply of orgasms and eye- and thigh-opening experiences.

"Well, that kind of sucked," I said to Lora once we were in the back of the taxi, heading back to Tasha's apartment without her. Fortunately, I still had a copy of the key I was given the other night when I went for late-night snacks.

"It does," Lora agreed. "But we'll see her later. Besides, we're not doing anything like performing brain surgery tomorrow, so who needs sleep? I don't plan on letting her get any -- do you?"

I laughed, but that was cut short as I noticed we were no longer heading to Tasha's place in Jamaica Plain.

"Uh, where did you tell the driver we were going?" I asked Lora, as she had arranged the cab ride.

"Oh, I figured it was still early enough; we should stop and have a drink," she said, smiling sweetly.

It was simple enough logic, but nothing about Lora was ever simple. Less than 10 minutes later, we pulled up to the curb in front of a place called the Twelve Bens. I'd never been inside before; Lora hadn't either, as I found out later.

"Why here?" I wondered aloud after paying the driver. It was definitely off the beaten path for us, although Dorchester Center was a nice, busy part of Boston.

"Something different," Lora said vaguely, linked her arm in mine, and we went in.

Of course, given how Lora was dressed, I can hardly blame her for not wanting to put it all away for the evening. She had an emerald green skirt and matching tennis shirt that left enough of her back, arms, and cleavage bare that it showed off her curvy, well-toned body. She was sexy and athletic-looking. I was dressed much more casually in shorts and a golf shirt.

The change in lighting took a second to adjust to. We took a few steps in, my eyes searching for an empty booth or table, when I heard Lora exclaim, "There they are!"

I had no idea who "they" could possibly be; I had no friends in this part of town.

"They" turned out to be a man and a woman, both in their early 30s, I guessed. I had never seen him before. He had very short, black hair and a dark, short beard. He smiled at us as if we were long-lost relatives. Who the fuck was this guy? I almost asked Lora out loud. The woman looked familiar. She had long, straight blonde hair and eyes that I could see twinkling even from this distance. She had a short, light brown shirt and jeans that hugged her curves tightly enough that I could tell she had a pretty hot body.

I walked hesitantly with Lora towards the table, rifling through my memory to remember who this hottie was.

"Hi, I'm Nick," the guy said, getting up and motioning to the two vacant seats at their table. He was a bit shorter than me and of average build. "And, of course, you know my wife."

Lora hugged him, and I shook his hand. I didn't miss the stress he put on the word "know." Lora hugged the woman and sat next to her; then it was my turn.

"Cinnamon and oranges," I said, smelling her as we hugged. I snapped my fingers, remembering the woman from the restaurant who had been in the washroom when Lora and I had sex. "Tess."

"Tessa," she corrected, but smiled brightly. She was very pretty. A perfect nose between two perfect cheekbones. She had silver bracelets on her left wrist and matching earrings in both perfect ears. Her skin had the glow of someone who went to the beach every day. She turned to her husband and smiled. "He has a good nose -- among other things."

I'm not sure how Nick felt about her comment, but I was too shell-shocked to worry about it for long. I sat down, thinking that this was weird.

"I hoped, but really never expected to see you both again -- never mind the same night," Tessa said. She had a habit of making everything she said sound breathy, as if she was on the verge of breaking some huge piece of news. That said, I couldn't have agreed with her more.

"I'm surprised, too, actually," I said, frowning at Lora.

"Oh, stop it." She grabbed my hand. "We had some unexpected free time, and well, it wasn't like I was going to give you another girl's number."

My confused look betrayed me.

"Oh... she never told you," Tessa said, turning to Lora. "Sly... I like you!"

Lora gave her a toothy smile.

"I gave her our number," Tessa explained. "You seemed pretty open, so when you told me you were not married...," she trailed off.

"Are you two swingers?" Nick asked out of the blue. "I mean, do you have an open relationship?"

He was staring openly at Lora. No, not at her, but at her chest. It was the kind of look I'm sure a wolf would give an injured goat.

"That was smooth," Tessa chided her husband. "Stop staring at her boobs. You're going to scare these kids away."

"Uh, sorry... I can't help it," he admitted. "They're so... "

"Fantastic," I finished for him.

"Huge. But yeah - they are very nice... and I don't really like girls," Tessa said. "I have pretty big ones, but I'm a C -- yours must be Fs."

"I'd be in a pasture if I were that big," Lora joked, and we all chuckled. "I'm not that big - only a 40E."

"Only, she says," Tessa grinned. "Only the size of melons."

"Swingers?" Lora asked herself. She looked down at her tits. "I would say they're more like swayers than swingers, wouldn't you say, Owen?"

I groaned, rolling my eyes. The married couple chuckled. Nick was still staring at Lora's tits, although he was not being as blatant about it as before. While her breasts would have been monstrous on a smaller girl, they only looked big on her tall, wide athletic frame. While I enjoyed talking about Lora's chest, I kept asking myself: "Why are we here?"

"No, we're not 'swingers,' if you mean what I think you mean," I replied.

"That's cool," Tessa said. It was hard to tell if she was disappointed. "So that probably makes you really wonder why I gave you my number."

I nodded. Lora smiled and waited.

"Before I get into that, we want to thank you," she gushed. I was not sure what she was talking about, but there was no mistaking the lust that was creeping into her expression. Lora's cleavage still hypnotized Nick. He only seemed to blink when she shifted her weight in her seat. She seemed to do it more often than she needed to. I could swear she was deliberately holding her arms tucked into her sides, pushing her tits together to make her cleavage bulge. This was a departure for Lora, as she usually tried to downplay her chest size.

"We had the best sex tonight that we've had since the kids were born -- probably 10 years," she said. "And it was in the car in our driveway!"

"To be honest, I was actually pretty pissed when I saw Tessa talk to you (me) and then kiss you," Nick said.

Lora looked at me with an "Oh really -- you didn't mention you got kissed" stare. Since I saw Lora kiss Tessa on the mouth as they left the restaurant, I know that it was just Lora not being able to resist the chance to tease me.

"I also didn't see Lora kiss Tessa in the restaurant, but a couple of guys we were with said some hot chick gave my wife an open-mouth kiss," Nick continued. "Jesus Christ, I just didn't realize how hot. If I had known, we'd probably still be banging in the car. Sorry, honey."

Tessa immediately waved the apology off as unnecessary. It was like apologizing for pointing out the sky was blue.

Lora got up and went over to Nick's chair. She leaned into him, purposely rubbing her tits on his arm as she kissed him on the cheek. A big, goofy smile spread across his face.

"Damn -- how tall are you? Uh... where was I? Right -- leaving the restaurant... so while we were walking to the car, I asked Tessa what was going on?" He said after regaining his composure.

Lora smiled sweetly, intently listening. Tessa was also smiling and nodding.

"I'm 5'11"," my girlfriend answered, flipping a stray strand of hair out of her face.

"Damn -- that's tall. Tessa put me off until we were in the car and then just grabbed me and started kissing me and grabbing for my belt," he continued. "She told me that while she was in the can, she heard moaning from the stall next to hers. When she peeked over the top... maybe you better tell the rest, I can't think."

Tessa smiled, but if the look of sexual hunger she gave us was any indication, she was already way ahead of her husband on the road to being excited. She mentioned that on the drive home, she told Nick everything she saw and did that night.

"When I saw you between her legs, I almost fell off the seat," Tessa said, picking up the story. "Like I said, I'm not really into other girls, but watching you lick her made me wet as hell. You both seemed so into it... and for so long. I couldn't tell who was enjoying it more. It must be nice to have someone love doing that so much."

Credit to Nick here, as he refused to bite. He said nothing and avoided Tessa's eyes.

"I have to ask: did it hurt -- when he bit you down there, I mean?" she asked Lora.

Lora nodded but smiled widely.

"Wow. Well... great," Tessa said, licking her lips. "Then you were so rough with her when you put yourself in her mouth. Then I heard someone from the restaurant come in, and I ducked. I thought for sure you'd get kicked out when I heard her open your stall."

"I guess she changed her mind when she saw me licking his cock and beating it against my face," Lora said casually. Nick was sweating and looked ready to lose it.

"Oh, I wish I had seen that," Tessa said. "So, I had my head in his lap the whole drive home. I've never done that before while he drove. I told him I watched you cum inside her and then followed you out. I was super horny and sad that it was over. Watching you two was exhilarating. I was planning on just sitting back at our table, but then Owen told me I should go back into the restroom in a minute.

"I had barely sat down when two girls went past our table to the restrooms. I had to follow them. I was curious and so horny I needed to be somewhere I could be alone to touch myself."

"I'm glad you're telling me this stuff," I said. "I had no idea what happened after I left, and none of the girls have told me," I said.

"There was no chance to mention it to you -- now stop interrupting," Lora chuckled.

"Oh... so you have no idea what happened?" Tessa said, surprised. "God, I wish we weren't here in public right now. We can go to our car?"

They seemed like a nice enough couple, and I was very interested in finding out what happened after I left Lora with Tasha and Anna. Still, I was squeamish about sharing more than conversation with basically strangers... if that is what Tessa was hinting at.

"Being in public never really stopped me before," Lora said, smiling and giving the perfect disarming answer.

Tessa laughed. Nick was back to staring at Lora and looked anguished, trying not to cum in his pants.

"I waited a minute to go into the restroom -- I didn't want it to be too obvious, although I would have run after them if I could have," Tessa said. "I could only see one girl, though. She was standing in front of the stalls watching something in the stall that you left Lora in. I figured it was natural curiosity to ask someone what they were staring at - so I did. She barely even noticed me, though, and began groping herself. So, I came up to her and peeked in over her shoulder.

"The other girl was on her knees with her head buried between her (Lora's) legs and playing with herself. I'll never forget the slurping noise of her mouth on you. I told Nick about it all on the drive home. Nick made the babysitter wait for us until we finished having sex in the car. It was so hot.

"You said something to her, though, that made both girls go crazy rubbing themselves. I'm pretty sure the girl next to me went off. Then she tapped the other girl on the shoulder, and they switched places. I didn't have time to get a great look, but I could see that your pussy was a mess. There was so much cum all over you there."

"Mmmm," Lora acknowledged. Nick was now fidgeting as Lora lightly began to rub her wine glass against her nipple. "There was a lot more than that, but Anna got greedy."

What? My brain melted. I'd thought Anna was a watcher, not a doer.

"I loved how the whole time they were licking you, you were looking them in the face and smiling while stroking their hair. When she was done with you, you looked at me, started pulling on your lips, and said, "hi." You probably thought I was pretty dumb for just saying "hi" back and waving."

"Not at all," Lora said. "I saw your head hanging over the wall earlier and was hoping you would come back."

"I have to ask... what did you say that made those two girls so crazy?" Tessa asked.

"I told Anna to leave some cum for her sister," Lora said, chuckling.

"Fuck," Nick said. "They were sisters? Oh, man. That's just too much."

"So you think that's exciting, do you? Have they done that before?" Tessa asked. "You looked like you knew what you were doing. That explains why they looked so much alike."

"No, that was the first time," Lora admitted, then smiled warmly. "I like to think I know what I'm doing."

Tessa was licking her lips again.

"So... why I gave you our number... I had no idea at the time, other than that I got so horny being a Peeping Tom, but I think I've sorted it out: what you were doing seemed so exciting I wanted to be part of it somehow. I talked it over with Nick, and we want to be with you. Wait, how old are you?"

"We're both 22," I answered, still thinking about Anna sucking my cum out of Lora. "Look, you seem very nice, and I appreciate hearing what happened. It was hot, but even hotter that you watched. It probably seems like we're... uh, promiscuous, I think is the word... but we're not. We're actually very close to both of those girls. Like I said, you seem very nice, but you're basically strangers."

It sounded kind of corny, I thought, but there it was. How Tasha fit into that since we had known her for less than a week... well, it was a unique case of immediately feeling some sort of a bond.

"You're so young," Tessa said. "That's not really where we were going, but hearing you say that is still disappointing. No, what we wanted to do was watch you. It's much safer, plus I love Nick, and he loves me, and I don't know how I would feel watching him with someone else."

I was not expecting that.

I'm not sure how I felt about performing for other people for reasons along the same lines as actually having sex with someone. I couldn't separate the personal element, I guess. I was more self-conscious and didn't get the same thrill as Lora did having someone I barely knew see me having sex.

Lora was watching me, trying to read my reaction. It felt like an hour had gone by, but it had only been a few seconds since Tessa dropped the bombshell.

"I don't know," Lora began slowly. "Owen is much less of a show-off than I am. I'm worried that in front of people he didn't know well, he might get stage fright. The truth is that I'm turned on by what you're asking, but at the same time it's a lot more than just peeking over a stall. It sounds more... well, intimate, and I agree with Owen."

"Feelings complicate things a lot," I agreed, thankful once again for Lora's ability to cut to the crux of the problem. "Plus, she has a lot more to show off."

"I think we both get that completely," Tessa said. "The way I... we... felt tonight came on so suddenly. I loved it and didn't want to lose that feeling."

Nick nodded in agreement, although he was less animated about it.

"I wanted what I saw you have," she told Lora. "And I wanted Nick to want me like I could see Owen wanted you. We have watched porn a few times. This was miles ahead of that, and I wanted him so badly I was losing my mind."

I nodded sympathetically to that, as I've had an erection for months since meeting Lora.

"Was it the kids that changed things?" I asked for selfish reasons.

"How many do you have?" Lora asked, putting her hand over mine.

Nick broke away from his tit-watching long enough to explain that it wasn't the kids; it was that they focused so much on what they thought they had to do that they lost sight of what they used to want to do, even though it was just as important.

"Work became more of a drain, too," he explained. "We met working at a bank like 100 years ago. As we moved up, our energy after work went down."

"Not completely down," Tessa smiled, turning to answer Lora's question. "We did have two great kids: a boy and a girl. They're 5 and 7. Speaking of which, I should check on the sitter."

Tessa found a quiet spot in the bar and called home. Nick told us he worked in mergers-and-acquisitions financing, and Tessa was in IT support. It was ironic because apart from what he made sound like boring sex, he was where I wanted to be. While we waited for Tessa to get back, I asked him a few questions about how he got there.

"Nick was just telling us what you did for work," Lora said, bringing Tessa back up to speed when she returned. "It's ironic cuz that's what Owen wants to do. I'm finishing grad work in psychology at Northeastern -- scared of the real world."

We laughed. The thought of Lora being scared of anything was pretty funny. I couldn't help but appreciate the irony of having just turned down a couple who could probably have helped me get my dream job.

"I've really loved this even though I guess it didn't turn out as I hoped, but our sitter is getting antsy so we should go soon," Tessa said.

"I hate to ask," Lora said, taking Tessa's hand. "But is there any way you can give us a lift. Getting a taxi this late on a Monday won't be easy."

Tessa took a moment, weighing the extra time it would take to drop us off against whatever else was going through her mind, having Lora's warm hand on hers.

"Sure thing -- let's go now," Nick said, deciding to get out of Tessa's hands.

Their car was parked nearby. An Audi -- nice. They may have been suffering for time, but apparently not for money. Lora and I climbed in the back. Her hand found mine, holding it tightly as she leaned her head on my shoulder.

"Thanks again for this. We really appreciate it," she said. She squeezed my hand. "So, what if we agreed to come back to your house? I'm not saying anything would happen, but what if we did?"

Tessa and Nick exchanged glances.

"Well, I don't think that is a good idea," Tessa said. "We have small kids and well... maybe you're murder-crazed as well as sex-crazed."

We all laughed at the thought. I also didn't think we were sex-crazed.

"Good answer," Lora whispered to me, then aloud to Tessa. "Good point. Smart. We also don't know if we'd wind up trophies in your sex dungeon, right?"

Now that was funny.

"Tessa, you look warm," Lora said.

"No, I'm actually pretty good," Tessa replied.

"I think you'd be more comfortable if you took your top off, though," Lora pressed. I looked over at her. Her eyes were calculating.

Nick and Tessa exchanged glances. The husband nodded slightly to his wife. She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall from her shoulders. From my angle, I could see goosebumps spreading across the exposed tops of her breasts, bulging slightly over the tops of her white bra.

"You still look pretty warm -- I don't think that's enough," Lora said, leaning forward. She touched the woman's shoulder. Tessa shuddered. "That's a pretty bra, but I'll bet it is hiding something much prettier."

Tessa smiled, reached back, and unclipped the bra. The straps slid off her shoulders. She held the cups over her breasts for a moment. She looked at Nick. He was looking back and forth from the road to his wife.

"It's OK. I bet you have delicious tits," Lora prodded her.

Tessa let the bra fall into her lap. Lora was right -- they were delicious. Round and full, with faint tan lines.

"Oooh, your breasts are beautiful," Lora purred, leaning forward more so she could see into the front seat. "I'd love to touch them, but I know you aren't into girls. Will you touch them for me?"

Tessa swallowed then laughed softly as she put her hands under her breasts, feeling their heaviness. Though not in Lora's weight class, her tits were really nice. Large round pink areolae surrounded tasty-looking pink nipples.

"I love your nipples -- so pink and pretty... so hard," she said softly into Tessa's ear. Tessa shuddered again. "Can you touch them for me?"

Tessa licked her lips. Her hands slid upwards, running over her nipples. Her palms flat over her breasts, she squeezed them while pinching each nipple between two fingers. I felt my earlier hesitation dissolving as I watched the woman tease herself. This was super hot. I had no idea how Lora was pulling it off.

"Oh, that looks so sexy -- I wish that I could bite them," Lora said, licking the woman's ear. Tessa jumped when she felt the warm, wet tongue touch her skin. Nick swerved, distracted. "Nick, why don't you find a place to pull over. Somewhere private... or not."

"Can you kiss them for me, Tessa?" Lora asked.

Tessa nodded, lifting her tits towards her mouth and kissing the beautiful round globe a few inches above a nipple.

"That was nice, but I bet you can do better than that. Haven't you ever sucked on your nipples before? I love mine almost as much as Owen does -- I'd show you, except I know you're not into girls," Lora said, continuing to play that card.

Nick pulled off the road to the edge of a parking lot. There was enough light for each of us to see this beautiful woman touch herself without anyone passing by noticing.

"Come on, baby -- you know I love it when you do that," Nick said, moving his hand to his crotch.

Tessa smiled, holding her tit up a bit higher as she flicked her tongue over the distended nipple. Lora's hand pressed harder on mine.

"Are you wet yet?" Lora asked her.

"Oh God -- yes," Tessa answered, needing no more encouragement as she continued teasing her nipple with her tongue.

"Are you sure?" Lora asked, sounding skeptical. "Can you show us?"

The young wife got an A for enthusiasm. She stopped licking her tits long enough to shimmy out of her jeans, sliding them to her knees. She reached down into her crotch and came back with her fingers wet and shiny.

"Nick, why don't you stop rubbing and let yourself out to breathe -- I'd love to see your penis," Lora said, then turned back to Tessa. "Can you hold it closer -- I can't really tell if it is wet or it is the light."

"I'm really, really wet," Tessa confirmed, holding her hand closer.

Lora took Tessa's hand and sucked on her fingers, making her gasp.

"Fuck, that's hot," Nick said, momentarily forgotten as he sat slowly stroking himself.

"That's a very nice cock, Nick," Lora said. "Don't you think he has a nice cock, Tessa?"

Tessa gulped and nodded.

"Why don't you show him how sexy it looks by touching yourself down there?" Lora requested.

Tessa pulled her panties down to her knees without a second thought and began to finger herself.

"Do you like watching your wife play with her pussy?" Lora asked Nick. "Doesn't she have a nice, wet pussy?"

"Fuck yes," Nick said, pulling harder on his dick. "I love her pussy."

"I'm not so sure you do," Lora said, skeptically. "I think you need to show her. I know... you can prove it by putting your cock inside it and fucking her here right now."

Tessa was only too happy to oblige. She pulled her pants off all the way and scooted over to the driver's side, straddling her husband. She lowered herself on him, taking most of him on the first push.

"So nice," Lora cooed. "Keep bouncing on that cock, Tessa. Fuck that pussy, Nick."

Lora's eyes were like embers, blazing with lust as she watched the couple she had coached into fucking in their car for the second time tonight.

"I can't wait to have you inside me," she told me.

The couple was panting. Sweat was running down between Tessa's tits to her stomach as they fucked the hell out of each other. They weren't pacing themselves or trying to prolong it. It was a sprint to the finish for both of them, driven by their suddenly rekindled lust for one another.

Before long, they both were moaning as their orgasms approached. Tessa's arms were around Nick's head, kissing him. His hands were on her ass, helping his pistoning hips push his cock in and out of her.

Tessa moaned loudly and held herself still, impaled on her husband's cock.

"Holy fuck, I'm cumming, too," the man groaned, kissing his wife.

They stayed in that position for several minutes, panting and kissing each other. They probably would have been cuddling if they had more room, I thought, and almost chuckled.

Lora leaned back--a job well done.

"Now that... was hot," Lora said, having given the couple enough time to recover. "Now can you get us home so we can fuck?"

Now that I could agree with. I likely would have been more turned on if I'd been able to see more, but there was no denying Tessa was extremely attractive. Her tits were great even if they were only the second best in the car.

The married couple untangled themselves, and Tessa slid over to her seat. She began to dress as Nick zipped up. Somehow, she managed to change seats without spilling a drop of Nick's sperm--quite a trick unless Nick's lap was a mess.

"That was amazing -- thank you," Tessa said to Lora. Nick nodded in agreement and started the car back up as I gave him Tasha's address.

"I didn't do anything," Lora said. "You two did all the work and proved you don't need us."

I could see Nick frowning.

"We could have done it ourselves, but we haven't," he said. "Shit, I got a hard-on just listening to you talk."

"You made it all much sexier than it has been," Tessa agreed. "You're just the perfect amount of slutty without being a slut. Doing what you said, with you both watching, made it seem really... dirty. And you made your point about me not being into girls. For you, I might make an exception."

Nick's smile widened hearing that. I could almost hear the gears turning in his mind.

"I think you're wrong," Lora countered. "You're both very hot together without our help. If you're serious about the girl thing, you can prove it."

"What could it hurt?" Nick urged her on. "I love it when we try new things."

I was with Nick on this one. Getting aroused by watching this unfold in front of me made my earlier objections seem a little less sincere.

"Prove it how?" Tessa asked, frowning.

"Nothing crazy... how do you feel about kissing another woman's boobs?" Lora asked.

"I'm in, if she's not," I volunteered, but Tessa nodded and twisted in her seat to face Lora.

Nick adjusted the rearview mirror for a better view of the back seat as Lora pulled off her top. His eyes went wide as she was braless. Her tits rose and fell with her breathing. Huge, teardrop-shaped, and beautiful.

"Oh my...," Tessa said, leaning in towards Lora's breasts. "Maybe this won't be so bad."

"You're cute - that won't prove anything," Lora said, shaking her head and stopping Tessa in her tracks. She reached down between her legs, pulled her panties out of the way, and then filled the car with the squelching sound of her fingers moving in and out of her pussy.

"Holy fuck," Nick said.

Lora's hand came up, slick with her cunt juice. She rubbed her fingers all over both nipples until they were both slick, shiny, and hard.

Tessa could only manage to say "oh".

"Here, let me help you get started," Lora said. Leaning forward, she slid a hand under one breast, then lifted it to her mouth, flicking her tongue over the nipple a few times before sucking in the whole thing.

"Holy fuck," Nick said again. I agreed.

Tessa looked over at me, noticing that I was now vigorously rubbing my cock through my shorts. She looked back at the glistening tit only a few inches away, then bent forward.

She tentatively stuck out her tongue, running it over Lora's nipple. Nick had pulled over to watch. I could see Tessa wrestling with her uncertainty, then she took the nipple into her mouth and began to suck.

"You only needed to kiss it, but that feels really good, so don't stop," Lora said, holding her tit in place for Tessa. "Suck my tit like you mean it."

Nick's hand was stroking his wife's hair as she sucked even harder, her cheeks hollowing out, her mouth pulling in not only the nipple but Lora's entire areola.

She lifted her head and sat back in her seat. Lora seemed least disappointed.

"Was that so bad?" she asked, pulling her shirt back over her tits, now shiny from her and Tessa's spit.

"No, it was actually... uh... nice," Tessa admitted with a smile. "You taste really good. Sweet maybe. I'm not sure if it was the taste or having your boob in my mouth, but I think I got even wetter."

"Holy, holy, fuck, fuck, fuck," Nick said, trying to expand his vocabulary. He held Tessa's hand. "I can't believe that. You're so sexy, baby."

Tessa kissed his hand and smiled, then rubbed it against her cheek. We pulled up in front of Tasha's place, and we all got out of the car.

"Understatement of the century -- but tonight was really fun," Nick said, shaking my hand. I nodded, then awkwardly went from extending a hand to Tessa to giving her a quick hug. Lora hugged Nick, then turned to head into the building.

"Hey," Tessa protested.

"Just teasing," Lora said, turning. She didn't hug Tessa. She pulled her into her, pressing her body against the smaller woman, kissing her full on the mouth. She broke the kiss, then planted another one on the exposed upper curves of Tessa's tits. "You have really yummy boobs. Nick must be very, very happy; I know he is lucky."

And with that, she headed into the building, leaving the stunned couple on the sidewalk. I thanked them again and followed behind Lora, getting harder by the second as I watched her ass go up the stairs. It felt a bit brusque, but what else was there to say?

Lora squealed as I pinched her butt as we walked into Tasha's apartment.

As expected, she was home; unexpectedly, she was not only asleep in bed, but Dave was there too, snoring like a woodchipper.

"They both passed out," I said to Lora. "They're both still dressed."

I tapped Dave on the forehead. There was no reaction. He continued to snore.

"Definitely gonzo," I said. "All of this happening at once seems just a little bit crazy. Is this normal for you -- is this how things always are?"

"No, definitely not my everyday life," she answered. "I blame you. I never had someone who would indulge me, I guess. I think with the way things are it just makes the opportunities come up more... or maybe makes us more aware the opportunities are there? Anyway, way too cerebral for us to be talking about at this time of night when there are other things to do."

I nodded. We went into the living room where I took Lora into my arms and kissed her.

"I feel like I should be thanking you for a great night -- full of surprises, but I think you've been thanked to death," I said, grinning. "Now, let's get those clothes off so that I can fuck you properly."

My clothes were gone in a flash. I sat on the edge of the couch and decided it was too uncomfortable. Plus, in that sitting position, I had trouble getting all of me inside of her. So I lay down on my back on the floor where there was much more room. I stroked myself as I waited for Lora.

"Your cock looks pretty scary, baby," Lora said, smiling as she straddled me.

"Uh, no," I said, pulling her forward by her ass so that her cunt pressed into my mouth.

She was already wet, but I didn't care -- I just wanted to taste her. I licked up her slit, wrapping my lips around her clit and began to suck and gently gnaw. Lora held my head in place, encouraging me to eat her pussy between moans.

Anxious to be inside her, I broke off paying worship to her amazing pussy and tapped her on the ass, motioning for her to slide down. She seemed a little surprised and maybe a touch disappointed, but that quickly was replaced by a look of absolute lust as she poised herself over my swaying cock.

"I can't wait for you to fill me, baby -- your cock looks so good," she panted. I held my cock, rubbing it up and down her slit, soaking myself in her wetness. "Mmmm, that feels so fucking nice. Get yourself all nice and slippery for my pussy."

Her tits were swinging in my face. She was making a game of swinging them left to right past my stretched-out tongue, teasing me. It was torture as I wanted her fabulous tits in my mouth.

"OK, if you want to play it like that...," I hissed at her.

I positioned my cock so that it rested at the entrance to her pussy, then moved my hands to her hips. I grunted and flexed my hips, thrusting upwards at the same time as I pulled her hips down on me. Her pussy slammed down on my pubic bone, taking all of me down to the root in one push.

The suddenness of it took her breath away, but she managed to let out a high-pitched scream. We had been having sex long enough at this point in our relationship that she was used to my cock, but it usually involved slowly letting her adjust to the thickness. So... yeah, this was cruel, but so was teasing me with her tits.

"You fucker... that really fucking hurts," she groaned through gritted teeth.

I smiled up at her then laughed.

"You say that, but your cunt doesn't seem to mind," I said.

Despite her protest, Lora was now slamming herself down on me as I thrust up. My cock was burying itself in her with each thrust.

"Asshole... fucking asshole... it hurts so much... I think you ripped me open... but it feels so fucking good," she moaned. Her mouth was hanging open, spit dripping down onto her tits as she crashed herself down on me.

I didn't think she needed any more encouragement, so I lifted my hands off her hips and grabbed her swinging tits. I squeezed as much of each massive breast as I could, making the nipples bulge towards my face. I rubbed each tit all over my face, then up and down over my waiting mouth. I alternated sucking one big brown nipple into my mouth then compressed both huge orbs together. I rubbed her nipples together, licking both in rhythm with our fucking.

"Oh God, I love you so fucking much, Lora," I gasped. "I can't get enough of you. You make me fucking crazy."

"Keep doing that, baby... I'm getting really fucking close... fuck, this hurts... you're stretching my poor little pussy so much... so fucking good," she moaned, picking up the pace as she drove herself on my cock closer to an orgasm.

"You're close already?" I said, surprised.

"Mmmm huh," she mumbled, concentrating now on grinding her cunt on me with each thrust before pulling back.

If I could have sucked her whole tit into my mouth, I would have. Since each breast was the size of a cantaloupe, I had to settle for her delicious nipples. I'd already ravaged her pussy with my cock, so I figured I may as well do the same for her tits. Squeezing both tits together, I sucked both nipples deep into my mouth. I feasted on her tits, slapping my tongue against her nipples, then bit down and chewed.

"FUCK...," Lora screamed as she came suddenly, then groaned deep in her throat, "Oh fuck... fuck... you fucking bastard... fuck, I love you so much..."

She held her pulsating cunt firmly pressed against me through her orgasm. I pulled her face down to mine and kissed her.

We lay there for several minutes, catching our breath as the sweat cooled on our bodies.

"Love you," I said quietly, kissing her.

"You, too," she whispered. "How could they still be asleep? You didn't cum - did you?"

"I have no idea how they slept through that," I replied. "That was an awesome scream. No, it was amazing... but no."

"Which scream?" she asked, smiling as she stroked my face. "God, that hurt. But it was incredible... I've never cum so fast before... see what you do to me?"

I replied by kissing her, holding her head to my chest.

"Maybe we should get Tasha up?" I suggested.

"Yes, I need a second to recover though," she said, rolling off me onto her side, allowing my still hard cock to slide out of her.

I got up off the floor, my erection still very much there, and walked to Tasha's bedroom. Neither she nor Dave had moved. He was snoring even louder than before. Fucking Lora had been fantastic, but left me more aroused than ever and, as a result, probably more aggressive than I would normally be.

Naked, I walked over to Tasha's side of the bed and tapped her on the nose -- with my cock.

No reaction.

Cock in hand, I began slapping her first on the forehead, then the cheeks. She squirmed a bit but stayed asleep.

I jerked my cock until it swelled even more; precum began trickling out of the head.

I lightly tapped Tasha's lips with my leaking cock, watching as the precum slid down and moistened her lips. I slid my cock along her lips. Her mouth and eyes opened at the same time.

"Hi, sleepyhead -- we're back," I said quietly, careful not to wake Dave to the sight of me sliding my dick over Tasha's face.

"Oh, hi," she said, stretching and kissing the head of my cock. "What's up?"

"I thought you might be hungry," I said, sliding my cock into her stretching mouth.

Tasha coughed at the sudden intrusion, but began sliding her tongue around the head of my cock that was now lodged in her mouth.

"I know your mouth is small, little girl, so I'll go slow, but I know you must be so hungry," I said, relishing the feeling of her tongue on me. "Are you ready for me to stretch that little, pretty mouth, little girl

Tasha smiled. She nodded, but she didn't need to. I could tell from her eyes and dancing tongue that she wanted it almost as much as I wanted to give it to her.

I slid in another inch, which she took with little trouble. I let her stretched mouth adjust to the width of my cock, then withdrew so that only the tip was past her teeth, then slid the first three inches back in.

"You're doing so well, little girl. You have almost half of my big, fat cock in your nice warm mouth - it feels fucking fantastic," I praised her, putting my hand on her head.

She tried to wrap her hand around the root of my cock, but it left a gap of probably over half an inch between her thumb and fingers. Although her stroking me as I slid into her mouth felt great now, it was going to be a problem once I tried to get more past her lips. I then noticed the blankets moving.

"You're playing with your pussy, aren't you... you're such a nasty little girl. Let me see what you're up to," I said, flipping the blanket off her.

Her skirt was lifted out of the way; her panties pulled over to the side, exposing her pussy. Her hand was slowly playing with her clit and pubic hair, stroking her fingers up and down from her mound. I looked over to Dave. He hadn't moved or paused in his snoring.

I pushed her head down on the next thrust of my cock, slipping another inch in.

"You're doing so well with my cock, little girl," I said. "That's more than half in your mouth now. You're making me feel so good."

Tasha's face remained unchanged, staring up at me as she took my cock into her mouth. Her hand was now bumping against her lips on every thrust so that she was unable to hold on. Her other hand had picked up the pace and was dedicated solely to massaging her clit.

"I'm so proud of you, little girl," I urged. "Your mouth feels so good. I have to put a bit more in, but I know you're going to love it."

I pushed harder on her head on the next thrust, sinking another inch deeper, reaching the entrance to her throat. She gagged, pushing me back and out of her mouth, spit dripping down her chin and onto her neck and throat.

I gave her a moment to catch her breath, slapping her mouth with my cock, waiting patiently to re-enter her hot, wet mouth. Looking at her mouth and my extremely swollen cock, it was impressive that she could take as much as she did.

Placing both hands on the back of her head and leaning forward, I slid my cock back into her mouth to the same point as before, nudging the start of her throat. I was able to get five pumps in before she pushed back, gasping, more saliva dripping out of her mouth and down her chin.

"Your mouth feels so fucking nice. You took so much of my cock. There is just a bit over two more inches," I continued to praise her. "You're taking so much, but I know you can take a little bit more, can't you, little girl?"

"... will try," Tasha said, gasping. I'd been so focused on her swallowing my cock that I'd missed that her hand was now almost a blur stroking her clit.

"If you keep doing that, you're going to make your little pussy cum," I said.

She smiled, taking the head of my cock into her mouth. I pulled her head forward, her mouth sliding over my cock until it entered her throat. Panic flashed in her eyes as the thickness made breathing impossible. I had about six inches in her mouth, leaving the thickest inch and a bit of the bottom of my shaft pushing against her stretched lips. I held my cock there for a second, her hand left her pussy, and both pushed back against my thighs. I pulled all the way out of her, rubbing my cock on her cheek and over her lips as I waited.

Her hand went back to her clit, rubbing in quick circles.

"I'm close... are you close yet, Tasha?" I asked. She nodded, licking at my cock resting against her lips. "I want us to try and cum at the same time, OK? I know you're hungry, so I promise to try and get some of my cum in your mouth."

I slid my cock back into the first part of her throat and slowly began fucking her face. She looked panicky again, but didn't push back. The tightness of her throat was making me crazy, and I was close to losing control and plunging even more into her mouth. I was getting close.

"I'm so proud of how much of my cock you have in your mouth -- you're such a good girl," I grunted. "I'm going to fill your stomach really soon. Let me know when you're about to cum, OK?"

"I'm going to cum... now," Tasha said, her hand now just pulling on her clit as she shuddered into an orgasm. "Oh God..."

Her moan was cut short as I slid my cock in over her tongue and held her head in place while I fucked her mouth like a maniac.

She was still thrashing when I felt my balls tense up. The timing was perfect as she was probably at the point of blacking out from lack of air, unable to breathe around my cock in her throat. I pulled out just in time.

The first gush sent a thick mass of cum just below her nose, splattering to both sides of her head onto the floor and pillow. I stroked my dick, aiming higher with the next blast, coating the side of her nose up between her eyebrows to her hair. I shifted sideways a bit, adjusting my aim so that the next ribbon of cum shot across her right cheek and draped itself over her nose.

"Open wide -- feed you now," I grunted, jerking myself in inch from her mouth.

Tasha opened her mouth, tongue extended to catch my cum.

She needn't have worried as I jetted two streams of cum straight into her mouth. She swallowed then stuck her tongue out again just in time to catch the last spurt. It lacked the strength of its predecessors, but it was still a respectable amount of cream that landed in the middle of her tongue, then spread across it.

She swallowed, tilted her head, and then gulped down again as the first sperm-rich blast began falling in large, gooey white strands down her upper lip and into her mouth.

I held my cock above her head. Starting at the root, I squeezed my cock, sliding my hand upwards, milking the last of my cum onto her hair and forehead in several large drops.

Spent, I slid my cock through the mess of her face, spreading cum over her nose, cheeks and chin. Cum was slowly dripping down her chin and onto her shirt and throat.

"You look so pretty," I said, kissing her on the mouth. "I hope that you had enough to eat."

Tasha smiled up at me, cum beginning to slide off her chin in strands, then got up. We walked into the living room where Lora was sitting naked on the floor, leaning up against the couch with her hands running over her mound.

"Well, look at you, Tasha, you're glowing!" Lora said, chuckling.

"Doesn't she look beautiful?" I asked, running my hand across her jawline and scooping up the cum about to drip onto the floor. I held my hand in front of her mouth. She opened it, and I fed the cum to her, leaving my fingers in her mouth long enough for her to clean them off. "I couldn't resist. Her mouth felt so good."

"It looks like you missed her mouth -- and it looks like she was with two or three other guys," Lora said wryly. "Come here, sit next to me, and I'll clean you right up."

Obediently, Tasha padded across the floor and plopped down next to Lora. Lora took her into her arms, bending her so that her head rested on my girlfriend's massive tits, staring up into her eyes. Inevitably, some of the cum smeared off Tasha's face onto Lora's chest.

Lora bent her head, first kissing Tasha, then slowly dragging her tongue across the smaller woman's face, scooping up cum as she went.

"Yummy," Lora said, gulping down the first scoop.

"I did all the work -- are you going to share any of that? If not, I can do this myself," Tasha complained.

"Sorry, it just tastes so good," Lora apologized and went back to licking Tasha's face, starting at the forehead.

When she had licked up everything that was on the forehead, Lora planted her mouth on Tasha's, opening it enough for her saliva and my cum to flow into her waiting throat. Once her mouth was empty, Lora went back to work first on one cheek, Tasha's nose and other cheek, and finally her chin.

Lora fed her half of what she scooped up, gulping down the rest herself.

"You're going to get fat if you get too much of this," Lora chuckled.

She pushed Tasha's head down so that it rested in her lap, leaving the girl face-to-face with one of Lora's enormous breasts. Lora lovingly cradled Tasha's head in her hands, pulling her towards a tit. Tasha gratefully accepted a nipple into her mouth and began to suck. She reached over to the other huge breast, lifted it and let it fall back against Lora's ribs with a slap. She did this several times. I could see her smiling around the big nipple in her mouth, clearly enjoying this new game.

Lora had not been perfect in cleaning Tasha's face. Some missed cum in her hair and just below her nose glistened wetly in the moonlight. I was just as happy to see it there. Some life began to twitch back into my cock.

A noise came from the bedroom. We suppressed a laugh as we heard Dave groan. Tasha scrambled to her feet and threw herself into a chair across the room.

No one needed to hurry to cover up, as it turned out. Dave lumbered across the hall to the bathroom to take a leak without looking into the living room.

Tasha used the time to throw us a blanket and begged me to sit next to Lora under it.

I sat down next to Lora, who pulled the covers up high enough to barely cover her breasts. I was going to point out that if Tasha was really concerned about showing Dave too much, she might want to clean the cum off her upper lip and hair, but being the considerate guest, I kept quiet.

Dave came out of the bathroom, bleary-eyed, and walked into the living room, flipping on the lights.

"You're all up - what's going on?" he asked, yawning. "What time is it anyway?"

"Around 3," I replied. "We just got back a little while ago and woke Tasha up... or it was your snoring that did it."

"Haha," he laughed mockingly. "Can I get a drink of water or something?"

"There is juice in the fridge, I think, and water," said the only other fully clothed person in the apartment.

My hand crept over and began rubbing the side of Lora's right breast. She reciprocated by sliding her hand around my cock, stroking it slowly back to an erection.

Dave came back into the living room, squinting at Lora and me. Tasha saw what was going on under the blanket, worry creeping into her face.

"Are you guys having sex right in front of us?" Dave asked in disbelief.

"Us?" Lora asked. "We should be asking the two of you. You both seemed pretty cozy when we came in."

"We just came in and passed out -- we didn't do anything, did we?" Dave asked, suddenly on the defensive.

Tasha shook her head. "No."

"I would have hoped I would remember something like that," Dave said, smiling at Tasha. She actually blushed. "Seriously though -- are you having sex right now?"

"Good grief -- no," Lora said, flipping the blanket down, but not pausing stroking my cock.

"What the hell? Then what are you doing? I didn't need to see that," Dave said, mortified.

"Stroking someone's cock isn't technically sex -- is it?" She asked, looking to Tasha and me.

"I don't think so," I answered, beginning to thrust into her hand.

"Jesus, can you stop that?" He demanded, then turned to Tasha. "Are you OK with this?"

"Well, they only just got back together," Tasha said, trying to make the best of it while not staring. "Plus, like she said, it's really not sex -- and you both love each other, don't you?"

We both nodded. Lora leaned over and took the head of my cock in her mouth while I caressed her cheek and the back of her head.

"Holy... come on, guys. No one wants to watch you have sex," Dave said, backing out of the living room. I think Tasha may have disagreed with him.

"We're not having sex," I pointed out, but groaned as she swallowed half my cock. "She's just blowing me."

That sounded weak even to me. Tasha tried not to grin.

"It's literally called oral sex," Dave countered, using logic.

"OK, fine -- you win," I said, pulling Lora off me. I was getting annoyed mainly because him being here kept us from our last night with Tasha for God knows how long. Dave seemed like a nice guy, but I didn't care if I was an asshole right now. Also, taking the lead might make it look more like Lora is the "willing to please, tolerant victim" in our relationship.

I stood, my dick waving, and pulled Lora to her feet. I pushed her back onto the couch in a sitting position, spat in my hand, then into her cleavage. I spread my spit over my cock, crouched and nestled my cock between those amazing tits and squeezed them together.

"Is that better?" I asked sarcastically. "You can't see my cock."

"A bit is showing at the top," Tasha pointed out helpfully.

Lora snickered, staring down between her luscious tits at my cock.

"I really don't think this is funny," Dave said. I noticed that despite his protestations, his gaze lingered on Lora's huge naked tits and flickered down to her suddenly exposed pussy.

Lora's tongue flicked across the end of my dick then swirled around the part of the head that was exposed. Almost by instinct, I pushed my hips forward, sliding through her tits and lodging the head of my cock fully in her mouth.

"Sorry, force of habit," I said, feigning an apology and leaving my cock there as Lora's tongue slathered around it. "Fuck, that feels good though."

"You two may have a lot going for you, but self-control isn't one of them," Dave said, shaking his head. "I don't think it's very considerate to be doing this right in front of a la-... of Tasha."

It's a good thing he changed what he was going to say because I was tempted to solve the problem of having him here by punching him in the face. Instead, I began fucking Lora's tits, sure to push up far enough on the upthrust to push the head of my cock past her lips.

"I'm a big girl," Tasha said, trying to calm Dave. "It's not like I haven't seen this kind of thing before."

Lora and I exchanged positions, with her straddling my thighs and humping against my cock.

"God, now you are having sex -- can we go to another room?" Dave begged Tasha. "Or get them to?"

"Are you asking Tasha to go into the bedroom with you?" I asked. "Besides, look... I'm not even inside her. She's just rubbing against me."

Dave seemed a little disarmed by my bedroom comment but looked like he was about to say something when Lora scooted up, kneeling with her pussy right above my cock.

"I'm still not inside her, dude," I said before he could comment. "My cock's just pushing against her pussy. Oh, damn... maybe you should leave."

Lora didn't wait any longer and lowered herself until the first couple of inches were inside her. After being pummeled by my cock earlier in the evening, she was stretched out enough that she took me without much resistance.

"Fuck, you feel good," she breathed into my neck.

Dave and Tasha went into the kitchen, but neither was uninterested in what Lora and I were up to. Apparently, Dave planned to wait us out, sitting in the kitchen with his back to us, Tasha barely in my field of vision on the other side. I think he was trying to win points by being chivalrous rather than have Tasha see him gawking at Lora's tits.

Lora lowered herself, then started to slowly rock back and forth against me, fucking half of my cock that was in her. Although I'm not a fan of this position for good hard fucking (my dick slides all the way out the most of any position), I love the easy access to Lora's phenomenal tits. Even with my hands holding her ass in place, it was easy to tease her. I licked each great globe in a circular pattern centering around the nipple, until my tongue ran over her beautiful large brown areolae. The skin pebbled deliciously while the already stiff nipples throbbed untouched. I made it look like I was going to take the nipples into my mouth but instead moved to her cleavage, using my tongue to trace the contour of her breasts.

She stopped moving and looked at me.

"Are you going to suck my tits or do I have to call Dave?" She said, smiling. "Stop teasing already."

"If that's what you want to do..." I trailed off, then added hastily, seeing her scowl, "I'll take one if you take one."

"I love sharing with you," she said, removing a hand from my shoulder. She resumed grinding her pussy down on my cock, quickly fucking the last and thickest inch or so of it.

As I finally caved and sucked Lora's succulent nipple into my mouth, she lifted her other breast to her face and took the other big brown nub into her mouth. Her eyes glinted as she stared down at me.

"I prefer sharing," she said, offering me the tit that was in her mouth.

"Fuck... that's making me even harder," I grimaced, feeling that telltale tightness creeping into my crotch. "You're so fucking hot... I love your tits, baby."

"I know you do," she purred, alternating licks of her nipple with me. "I love that you love them. I get it... I love them, too."

I took the whole tit from her, sucking on it for a minute, then offered it back to her. She greedily took the nipple into her mouth, sucking on it voraciously, then passing it back to me with a lick.

"You're going to make me fucking cum watching you suck your own tit," I groaned.

"Oooh... that would be so nice," she said now that my mouth had visitation rights on her tit. "So you like it when I suck my own tits, do you?"

"Fuck... yes," I continued to groan. "It makes me crazy."

"So where do you want to shoot your cum?" She asked much louder than was necessary.

Tasha got to her feet and walked into the living room with Dave in her wake. He tried to convince her to come back into the kitchen until we were done, but she had none of it.

"I want to see this," she insisted. "My life is boring enough -- let me have this thrill and watch him cum on her boobs."

Although I loved cumming inside Lora most of all, this was a great idea (especially if it got rid of Dave sooner).

"On your tits," I said to Lora. "I want to cum on your tits."

She smiled, took one last lick of her nipple and slid off me. She knelt on the floor in front of me and started stroking my cock, pointing it down at her cleavage.

"I'll do that -- you hold them up," I said, replacing her hands with mine.

"She has really nice boobs," Tasha said. "It's almost a shame to cover them in anything, but I hope it is a big load -- don't you?"

Dave stared quietly, likely wondering what he had gotten himself into.

Lora licked her tits from top to bottom, prepping them for the impending eruption. That did it for me.

"Fuck," I groaned. "Here it comes."

One, two, three, four ropes of cum shot out, splashing into her ample cleavage. Being so close to her, the first couple of shots with the most force ricocheted off her upper breast and into her throat, then fell back onto her tits. Four lines of white cream, each about a foot long, coated her tits, slowly running down them onto her hands.

I let my cock fall onto Lora's mouth. It opened immediately, draining the last vestiges of my load from my cock.

As I had just cum all over Tasha not long before, it was far from a huge load, although still respectable.

"Jesus Christ," Dave muttered. "I can't watch this anymore. Can I hit the spare bedroom?"

Tasha nodded, staring but unspeaking.

Lora and I remained motionless save for the cum slowly dripping down her tits, waiting expectantly now that Dave had gone to bed.

Tasha checked that the bedroom door was closed, then moved toward the couch.

"Damn -- I fed her, but she still looks hungry," I joked.

Tasha knelt down next to Lora, pushing her so that they faced each other.

Before Tasha had a chance to do anything, Lora scooped a handful of cum that was oozing between her tits and threw it into Tasha's face with a splat. It hit her right between the eyes, surprising her and blinding her with the splash.

"Mother...," Tasha cursed. "That stings."

"Oh, don't be such a baby," Lora consoled her. "Here, I will help clean it off."

Lora kissed Tasha on the mouth... hard, then moved up her face to her nose, eyes, and forehead. She ended each kiss by sucking the cum into her mouth.

Once Tasha was able to see, she grabbed both of Lora's tits and slapped them together, squishing the remainder of my dripping semen over and under her breasts. She and Lora spent the next five minutes rubbing the remaining cum into her massive chest.

Even with the erotic display in front of me, I felt exhaustion creeping in.

"I can't believe that I am saying this, but I have to get some sleep," I said apologetically. "I don't want to get you into more trouble, so is it OK if I crash out here?"

They nodded and said they were going to bed, too. They kissed me and headed off to her bedroom. As they went, Lora turned to me and said, "Remind me to tell you about the movie."

I was puzzled for a moment, but I threw the blanket over myself and soon closed my eyes and fell asleep.