Date: Wed, 17 Dec 2014 15:16:04 -0700
From: Kenneth Anthony <kenneth@a-pah.org>
Subject: Boyd Family 5

The following is presented as fantasy. In this fantasy world, STI's do not
exist. You live in reality, plan accordingly. Similarities to real people,
living or dead, is coincidental.

* ~ * ~ *

Mary spent most of the morning getting to know Aaron's brother and his
girlfriend Amanda just hanging out at their parents house having fun
together. Around noon Kevin and Amanda excused themselves leaving Mary and
Aaron alone for a bit. They couldn't have sex in the middle of the living
room so they made out and cuddled until the other freshly fucked couple
returned.

A little while later Aaron said he had an errand to run for Margaret and
asked if Mary would be all right without him for a few.

"Of course Aaron, this isn't 1950." Amanda rejoined. "In fact, us
independent women are going to ditch you men for some female bonding"
Amanda grabbed Mary's hand and headed for the door.

Once they were out of the room Mary asked Amanda if she was sure she didn't
want to shower first, and indicated Amanda's crotch and the next room where
Kevin was still sitting. Amanda said she'd tell Mary about it in the car,
and they headed out.

In the car Amanda told Mary that she liked to keep Kevin's cum in her as
long as she could. Not only did it make her feel sexy and slutty, it seemed
to attract the attention of other men.

"Either it changes my personal pheromones, or they can subconsciously smell
a rival's cum and have the urge to breed me themselves."

"But don't you worry about -"

"Honey I've been on the pill for years, and fucking most of that time. I'm
fairly certain it works." The girls laughed and speed off to do some
shopping.

* ~ * ~ *

Bill looked around the women's underwear section and sighed. His coworkers
thought it would be funny to put him where, according to them, he had the
least experience. True he had less experience selling them and more
experience just seeing them, but he figured if he could get a woman out of
her pants on the dance floor he should be able to do it on the sales floor.
He glanced over at they two gay boys on his team who were giggling together
at the register. It was funny because in order to give him women's
underwear one of them had to take men's sportswear. He wondered how that
would go over.

"Excuse me?" The cute blonde chick and her red headed girlfriend seemed to
be ready for help. "What do you think of these?" She held up a pair of
sheer panties with a box back.

"Those work best for women who have petite asses, too much booty and the
material is all stretched out and there's too much under hang, if you know
what I mean." Bill walked around the two women. "I think you could wear
them very well, but you'd have to try them on to be sure." He was walking a
fine line here, but the looks the blonde gave him urged him to continue. "I
notice that you've picked out several items already, would you like me to
get a dressing room ready for you."

"That would be wonderful. And, I really hate to ask it, but our boyfriends
aren't much into shopping, and we want to surprise them anyway. Can we get
you to give us a male opinion on these items?"

She had moved into his personal space, but wasn't touching him. She was
holding the items she had selected off to the side in both their peripheral
visions. If this dude was strictly-dickly or too cowardly, he was going to
break eye contact, take the items and run.

He didn't. Without looking at them Bill took the handful of underwear from
her. His gaze intensified and he pressed back, into her space.

"Of course." His lazy confident smile and intense sexual gaze sent a surge
through her groin and she became damp.

Watching the sexual standoff Mary was wet and mortified. When the salesman
finally left to get their rooms ready she turned angrily toward Amanda.

"What are you doing?"

"Ensuring I get the best costumer service."

"But you have a boyfriend."

"And with a face and body like that, he has a girlfriend, or several. He
didn't object and neither did I. What's the harm?"

"But Aaron - "

"Don't worry about Aaron, if he's anything like his brother, he'll eat it
up!"

Mary shook her head. Sure the salesman was hot, and as Amanda had already
established, not gay, but Amanda had practically fucked him right here on
the sales floor. She shook her head to get back to the present because she
was standing stupidly alone while Amanda walked away with the salesman
who'd come back for them. She hurried to catch up.

The trio walked into the dressing room area and past the first several
closed, locked, and empty cubicles.

"I'm sorry that we only have one dressing room available at the moment,"
Bill lied, "but it is the bigger one if you don't mind sharing. Otherwise,
one at a time works just as well."

With all the sex in the air Mary could not figure out if it was an innocent
comment or if the dressing room was a metaphor for himself. Amanda didn't
give her too much time to think about it she pulled Mary into the room with
her.

"We'll be just a few moments, Bill," she said sweetly before pulling the
door closed and sliding the bolt home.

"I'll be nearby if you need any assistance," he rejoined though the closed
door. He was fairly certain at this point he was going to bang the blonde,
the only question was whether her girlfriend would join her, wait outside,
or tell his manager. Bill hoped that the blonde could convince the redhead
to go along with the first one.

Inside the cubical Amanda gently grabbed Mary's shoulders and gazed at her.

"You've got to relax, honey, and have fun! A hot guy flirting with you
should send you into a tailspin of guilt and doubt. That's how men oppress
us, with shame. When we meet men on equal footing, including sexually,
that's when we become free."

Mary was so close to taking the plunge; and Amanda could tell. If she
baulked now she would never be this adventurous again, and Amanda couldn't
let that happen, not for Kevin and Aaron, not for herself, and especially
not for Mary. So, Amanda kissed her. It was gentle but firm, it was about
sisterhood and compassion, sex and love. Amanda's hands wandered down to
caress Mary's nipples through her clothes and the other woman moaned into
Amanda's mouth and kissed her back.

Soon both women were naked and Amanda had fingered Mary to a satisfying
orgasm, and then eaten the tasty evidence off her fingers. When Mary sank
her own fingers into Amanda she encountered Kevin's cum and a surge went
through her body and her mind. She wondered if Kevin tasted as good as his
brother. The forbidden thought sent a flash of heat through her body. Then
reality intruded. She was fucking a chick in a department store dressing
room. They were both about to get fucked by the salesman; yes, she had
decided that it was going to happen. Why shouldn't she eat her boyfriend's
brother's cum? Just because it was in another woman wasn't a good enough
reason. She pushed Amanda down onto the bench, spread her legs, and stuck
her tongue into the other woman's sex. Kevin tasted magnificent. So did
Amanda, and Mary vowed it wouldn't be the last of either of them she
tasted. She ate Amanda until she came, licking up the new flood of juice
before standing up and kissing her new friend. Then she stood up and
grinned evilly before picking up a red lace panty and pulling it on
backward.

Bill waited until after the second woman came before tapping on the door.
"Everything okay in there ladies?" The redhead open the door wearing
nothing but red lace panties, but something was wrong with them. The blonde
was completely naked on the bench.

"These don't seem to fit quite right," Mary said seductively. "Do you think
you can help?"

"I think I can." Bill dropped to one knee in front of her and saw
immediately what she'd done, looking up at her flush face passed her ample
bosom he hooked his thumbs in the sides and started to pull them down.
"You've got them on backwards."

As she stepped out of the panties, she pulled his face into her crotch.
"Forget about the panties." Bill's tongue flicked out to taste her clit.
She moaned and caressed his head and backed into the cubicle and sat next
to her friend. Bill started alternating between eating the two girls while
stripping off his own clothes. There was something tangy, exotic and erotic
about the blonde's pussy that excited him a lot, and the redhead was sweet
and very wet.

Once he was naked, the blonde stood him up and made out with him while the
redhead swallowed his respectable cock to the base. He moaned his
appreciation and started fucking her face while his tongue plunged in and
out of the blonde's mouth. She dropped to her knees and both girls shared
his cock, though when he looked down it looked more like they were making
out with each other with his cock between their lips. Not that he objected;
the sensation on his cock was amazing.

Sensing his impeding orgasm, Amanda pulled off Bill's cock and tapped Mary
on the shoulder. Mary pulled of, sat on the bench and spread her legs.
Amanda's hand putting pressure on his ass was all the prompting Bill needed
to plunge his cock into Mary. He didn't last very long in the fiery redhead
before filling her with cum.

"I hope there's more where that came from," Amanda whispered in his ear,
"because I want some too." He pulled out and Amanda sucked his deflating
cock, then turned to lick Mary's cum filled pussy. The thought of a girl
eating his cum from another girls pussy had him rock hard again in no time.
He mounted Amanda from behind and slid into her well-lubed slit. He could
feel her juices squishing around his cock as he fucked her.

After he blew his second load into Amanda, the girls took their ample
purchase to the register. For the rest of the day, Bill was at the top of
his game, flirting with and flattering the woman who came in for underwear.
When he got his sales report at the end of his shift he had a personal best
in sales. Glancing at the other departments he was shocked that the gay
guy, Mike, had beat his own personal best in sportswear. For a brief moment
he wondered. He saw Mike in the back room as they were clocking out and
getting their stuff.

"Congratulations, you beat my personal best in women's underwear, I don't
think you had it in you."

"And you did very well in sportswear. Didn't know you had it in you either."

"Oh I had it in me." Mike said almost under his breath.

"What was that?" Bill stepped closer to his coworker.

"Nothing," Mike said quickly, but Bill didn't care. There was something
about the way Mike's breath smelled. Something tangy, exotic, erotic. Bill
was moving closer to Mike as if in a hypnotic trance. "Bill, what are you -
?" Bill's tongue was in Mike's mouth trying to find that strange erotic
taste. Mike stood in shock for a moment while his studly straight coworker
assaulted him, then decided to throw caution to the wind. He grabbed Bill
and kissed him back, hard. When the kiss broke both boys were panting.

"Your mouth tastes so good," Bill was saying. "I don't understand." Mike
did.

"You poor straight boy. You've never eaten your cum out of a fresh fucked
pussy, have you?" Bill stared at him in confusion. "Let me guess, stud boy.
While working women's underwear you had your tongue up a woman's who-haw,
didn't you?" Bill nodded dumbly. "And there was something different about
her, something you've never tasted before." Bill nodded again. "It's called
sloppy seconds, dude. You were eating another guys load out of that chick's
snatch." Bill shook his head in confusion. "Yes, you were. You liked my
cum-breath didn't you?" Bill recalled the erotic taste of Mike's mouth, how
similar it was to Amanda's pussy. Could Mike be right? "There's one way to
find out if I'm right." Bill was listening, so Mike undid his belt, dropped
his pants, turned around and bent over. "Eat my ass, dude."

Bill took an involuntary step back. "Dude I'm not - " He smelled it, and
dove in, shoving his tongue up Mike's ass and digging around for an unknown
customer's load buried in there.

Mike moaned as his straight coworker translated his pussy licking skills
into ass eating skills. The girls that fucked Bill were lucky bitches. None
of the trendy gay boys that Mike usually found had ass eating skills like
this and he was so horny that he wasn't watching himself, or what he was
saying. "Oh, God, yes. Oh Fuck. Fuck, yes! Oh god, fuck me!"

Bill was lost in the hole on his mouth, and didn't even notice when he took
his own cock out. He wasn't really paying attention to the moans of his
partner, but his body reacted out of habit and instinct when he heard the
words "fuck me." He stood up and plunged his dripping cock into the hole in
front of him. He pulled his partner against him and his mind registered
male instead of female. His body didn't care. His hands caressed hard
planes instead of soft curves. He kept fucking. When his hand encountered a
cock, he stroked it like he would his own. When the cock came, the hole
around his own cock tightened and pulsed in time, causing Bill to shoot his
load into it.

The young men floated back to reality with Bill's cock still in Mike's ass.
Finally Mike broke the silence. "Do you know what's better than eating
someone else's load out of a hot hole?" Bill's ears perked up, "Eating your
own." Bill yanked his cock out of Mike's ass and shoved his tongue back in.

* ~ * ~ *

Years later the roommates finished fucking their respective hookups at
roughly the same time, and neither wasted too much time shooing them out of
the apartment. The door was barely closed behind them when Mike was sucking
the pussy juice off his best friend's cock, while Bill ate the load out of
his best friend's ass.

Kenneth Anthony

"A life lived in fear is a life half lived"

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