Date: Mon, 25 Nov 2002 06:52:20 -0800 (PST)
From: Jaymes Ryan <jayryan90028@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Girls & Me, Part 2 (tg, mc)

THE GIRLS AND ME, PART 2 (Jung)(FF^M)


That week I noticed that Shelley was on the phone to Pammy quite a bit,
which was odd because before that night we spent together we hardly ever
saw her.  One afternoon I came home from work and there they were in the
kitchen talking and drinking a glass of wine.  They said hi, but then
ignored me and thankfully didn't mention our sex party the previous
weekend.  So, I just made myself scarce to avoid the chance they might
bring it up, but not before noticing that Shelley was getting quite chummy
with her old girlfriend.

Shelley had girlfriends before we started living together and it wasn't
something that put me off.  On the contrary it was a turn-on and I often
encouraged Shelley to tell me about her same sex experiences while we made
love.  And I had heard about Pammy long before Shelley actually invited her
out to dinner with us and then back to bed.  It was there that I enjoyed
being with two girls for the first time, and where, out of jealously or
some darker impulse, Shelley humiliated me in front of Pammy in order that
Pammy be clear about who she was there to fuck, and who was off limits
except by approval.  Shelley first made me eat her out on command and then
ass fucked me doggy-style, with her fingers and then with a vibrator -- and
even made me tell Pammy how much I loved it.  Which I did, of course, but
it didn't lessen the humiliation, especially since Pammy masturbated while
watching me act like a shameless slut whore for my wife's pleasure.  Having
to wear lingerie and being ordered to suck on Pammy while we went to sleep
was only the bitter icing on the cake.  Not that I didn't love doing it in
a perverse sort of way.

When I returned the girls were watching a movie on tv.  They were feeling
the wine and weed and fooled around with each other on the couch.  Ticking
and giggling. It made me uncomfortable.  It wasn't like Shelley to play up
to some girl right in front of me.  My fantasy about Shelly and another
girl was now staring me in the face as she pawed Pammy.  I was jealous and
turned-on at the same time and had to leave the room.

In the bathroom I splashed cold water on my face and looked in the mirror
thinking about Shelley in the living room with her hand up Pammy's skirt.
I imagined her slipping a finger into Pammy's fat moist pussy slit while
she kissed her.  My crotch was pushed up against the sink and the pressure
felt good on my hardening penis in spite of my confused feelings. So I did
what I always do and pulled out my thing and began stroking it -- squeezing
it, and rubbing it, feeling the loose skin slide back and forth and tighten
up as my tubular muscle grew hard and thick.

Before long I was leaning back against the wall with my meat in my hand,
eyes half closed, pulling it up and over the swelled flushed head and down
to the pee hole that puffed out pink like a tiny little cunt slit.  MMmmm,
I am just about to come, to splash wetness all over my pumping fist and all
over the sink and floor and walls.  My testicles hurt, delicate, sensitive
and delicious, and tighten up hard and the hot spasm starts growing
starting from my prostate behind my itching ass lips, and the sperm
milkshake starts to --

Then the door opens and Pammy pokes her head in.  It is too late to hide
what I am doing.  I'm caught.  The orgasm stops before it starts, and I
grunt and moan at the same time, unable to control my reaction. She is
surprised, but smiles and comes in.

"You don't mind, do you?"  She doesn't wait for an answer and just goes
right over to the toilet and pulls down her panties, raises her skirt, sits
and pees.

"You don't have to stop."

But my dick has shrunk into a flaccid wrinkled tube and I clumsily stuff it
into my jeans. "I...I've gotta go..."

"You really did look cute in that teddy the other night," she says.  I am
dumbfounded.  "You were such a slut."  And she smiles.  "Don't be
embarrassed."

Yeah, right.She pulls her skirt up to her waist and spreads her knees up
high on her tippy toes and juts her hairy pussy forward so that I have a
good view.  Then she diddles her finger in it wetly while she continues
peeing, pulling her clit up and outward.  It is big like I remember it. The
lewd look on her face has me reeling, her long tongue licks her pouting
lips.  I've got to get out of there before god knows what happens.

"You were hot.  And you sucked me real good.  Remember?"

I move to the door.  "I think Shelly's calling," I say lamely as I get the
hell out of there.

In the living room Shelly asks me to bring another bottle of Chardonnay and
so I have time to calm down before facing her.  I pour the wine.

"Did you see Pammy?"

"Yeah, I think she went to the bathroom," I say averting my eyes.

"I've asked her to spend the night."

Well, that was the beginning.

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At dinner they laughed and gabbed while I remained silent.

Shelly kept touching Pammy every chance she got.  Then Pammy smiled
suggestively and said she had a present for Shelly, one that she would
really like.  Pammy whispered in my wife's ear and they giggled, then
Shelly whispered back and finished by sticking her tongue in her
girlfriend's ear and I could almost feel the shiver myself as I noticed
Pammy's big nipples harden through her thin top.

Their uninhibited stoned behavior made me feel uncomfortable and isolated.
I felt trapped and didn't know what to do.  Shelly got up and came around
behind me sliding her hands down the front of my shirt and pinching my
nipples.

"Clean up out here, okay, baby?  We'll be in the back," she winked.  And
they left for the bedroom taking the shopping bag Pammy had bought with
them.

I took my time doing the dishes.  Finally I shut the lights and walked
quietly down the hall in the dark.

I heard the sounds of screwing and moaning.  And talking, and heard Pammy
say something about me.  Shelly called out for me to wash.  Which is her
way to tell me to clean myself out because she wants to have anal sex with
me.  This prospect usually has me really excited with anticipation, but now
it was kind of scary.  But I went into the bathroom and got ready.  What
else could I do?

When I entered the bedroom Shelly was on top of Pammy fucking her
vigorously with a dildo that was strapped to her crotch.  So that was the
present.  They were both soaking wet.  Shelly had Pammy's legs up over her
shoulders and was grabbing her ass as she spasmed and jerked and grunted a
high pitched moan.  Then she collapsed and rolled off onto her back wasted,
with the big rubber dick sticking up obscenely between her legs.  She sees
me and laughs.

"Come in Ryan."  I sit on the bed, naked, feeling Pammy's eyes on me.

Shelly kisses Pammy who is still panting and starts taking off the
strap-on.

"This is great, but I like to feel my clit in your sweet honey pot, baby."

"Don't take it off, yet." Pammy holds the fake dick in her hand and looks
over at me.

"Why don't you try it on him...I mean, her."  The blood drains from my
face.

"Do you think so," asks Shelly.

"Mmmm hmmm."

One thing about Shelly is that when it comes to sex she is always game.

"You want to see Ryan on a stick?"

Pammy nods lewdly as Shelly comes around and puts a hand on my ass and
pokes her finger in it.

"Oooh, such a tight little pussy" she says mockingly.

Pammy looks at Shelly.  "Can I try getting him ready?  Like you did the
other night?"

Shelly kisses her and gently squeezes her naked boob.  "Whatever you want,
sweetheart.  Tell him to sniff your pussy."

"Do you think he'll mind -- obey me, I mean?"

"Look at her, the shameless slut.  Do think she can resist.  Just try it."
So she does.

She looks straight at me.  "Smell my pussy."I look over at Shelly who
regards me sternly.  "Do it."So, I crawl over to where Pammy is lying back
on the pillows.  She watches me as she spreads her legs, and smiles like
she did on the toilet earlier when she was jillin' her snatch.

I put my nose in her bush, sticky with come and hear, "Lick it".  And I do.

Shelly lights a cigarette and fixes the straps on her prick harness.  Then
rubs on lubricant like she was jerking off.  "Get his cum hole ready, baby.
I feel like dog fuckin' the bitch."

Pammy pulls away, and says, rather tentatively, "Get on your hands and
knees."  I slowly obey.  Then Shelly squirts some oil in the palms of
Pammy's hands and Pammy begins working on my butt.  She is really working
on my nether lips, in a much more interested way than Shelly ever did.  She
massages them and pushes two fingers way up inside twisting them as they
slide deep stimulating my hole, then back out coaxing my boy pussy loose;
fat and horny.  I surrender to her fingers and close my eyes so I don't
have to see her or my wife.

Then I heard the buzz of the vibrator and opened my eyes again.  Pammy was
kneeling next to me and began working the thing smoothly into my ass,
taking her time, tantalizingly.  My dick swelled up fat, but not real hard,
until she used her other hand to massage the oil into my fuck stick.  God,
it felt fine.  I started grinding slowly in rhythm to her thrusts when
Shelly spoke up.

"I think the little whore is ripe and ready."

Pammy gave me one last deep probe which made me spew a stream of precome
out of my penis and into her hand.  She smeared it on my hard nipples as my
sphincter expelled the vibrator.

I felt a sharp SLAP on my buttocks and I knew Shelly was ready to get in
the saddle.

But before she can, Pammy says, "Suck it."  She puts the vibrator in front
of my face.  I look around.

And Pammy says to Shelly, "Make him suck it first."

So, Shelly tells me, "Suck it."

My lips slide over the plastic vibrator wet with ass cream as Pammy
watches.  I am beet red.  I see Shelly with her big phallus, stroking it
lightly while watching Pammy feed me the stick.

Then I feel her fingernails on my still stinging buttocks, and a big thing
presses against my anus.  It hurts!  Pushing.  And stretches me, I choke on
the dildo and tears come from my eyes.  My body tingles in a heightened
state of sensitivity, centered in the big O in my rear.  And, whoosh.  The
whole length of it jams into me and I cry out.

Pammy pulls the dildo out of my mouth and I cry out again as Shelly pulls
back and fucks me hard again.  Oh god, and again and again.  She is riding
me hard, tearing me up inside and I can tell it is getting her off because
she starts panting and moaning in her throat like she does right before she
comes.  It hurts like hell!

"Do you like it, bitch?  Tell me how much you like it!"  The strokes
quicken and Shelly jerks and spasms.  "Say it!"

"I like it, Shelly.  I love how you fuck me!"

I feel Shelly's hand reaching the testicles of her equipment and squeezing
and without loosing a beat I feel a flood of hot cream spewing in my fuck
hole as Shelly comes and falls sweaty on top of me and I collapse to the
floor.  We lay panting like dogs.  The rubber dong slips out of my sore
throbbing ass.

Pammy's hands go rubbing all over us, especially around our genitals and
Shelly's breasts and into my mouth.

Shelly lays back exhausted.  Pammy lays down with her, petting and tongue
kissing her and whispers, "Can I try it once?"

That's when I realized that this is what she had wanted all along.  That's
why she brought that obscene hunk of rubber over here tonight in the first
place.  And I think Shelly realized it too, but was too spent to care.

I lay and held my dick and wondered if my raw hole could take any more as I
watched Pammy slip the little dildo into her pussy, fit the harness up
against her clit and then adjust the straps so that the big cock stuck
right out hard like it was a magic extension of her big swollen clit.  She
was single minded and efficient, like she couldn't wait.

As she gobbed it up with lube she said, "Let's put the nightie on her, want
to?"

Shelly just laughed.  "Whatever."

The rubber dick bounced stiffly as Pammy rummaged through the drawer and
found something she liked.  A baby doll nightie and panties.  She turned
and offered them to me.

She looked so sexy naked with her full breasts and big puffy nipples
hanging forward invitingly; her sensual tummy glistening with perspiration;
her slim hips, creamy thighs and shapely legs; her perfectly rounded ass;
and her large hard-on protruding from her mound of Venus.  The hungry look
in her clear green eyes made me forget the soreness in my bottom as I took
the lingerie from her slender fingers and put it on.

First I put on the nightie, tight across my chest and airy down my waist
and hips, then I stepped into the lacy panties and pulled them up to cup my
fat penis and balls.  She made little sounds of approval as I got down on
my hands and knees facing away from her.

Pammy began touching me a little too quickly.  She couldn't wait or slow
down.  Shelly watched as Pammy's hands roamed all over me, feeling the
silky material over my skin, between my thighs and my balls packaged in the
panties, my ass, stomach, pinching my nipples.  Her big prick poked me as
she automatically pulled on it like it was her real salami.  To her, I
guess, it was.  More than real.

"On your back," she said, and I turned over from my doggy position.

She spread my legs, centered herself between them and pulled the panties
down to expose my crack and but still cup my family jewels.  My knees rose
up so that my ass was defenseless.  Her fist gripped her penile rod and
guided it up between my cheeks and she laid forward propped on her elbow
next to my head, her breasts resting on my chest, her nipples swollen and
stiff.  Holding me by the nape of my neck she kissed me, choking me with
her tongue.Her breath oozed sex, hot and moist.

The intruder at my back door insisted on entering.  Rhythmically pushing,
poking.  Her eyes fixed on mine, a slight smile creasing her lips and with
a thrust it was in all the way.

I gasped and groaned as she held it in, deep.  I couldn't catch my breath.
It slid back out, then probed again, and I didn't know whether to laugh or
cry. I wanted it.  My 'pussy' craved a good fucking.  The hurt was gone and
my bottom strained to welcome her cock. Her eyes stared right through me.
I realized that I was just an instrument of her pleasure.  What she wanted
was what I wanted to be.  Whatever that was.  I submitted.

The amazing look of lust and satisfaction on her face turned me on more
than all of Shelly's theatrical screwing had and made me start ejaculating
semen in hot thick spurts, jism-soaking my panties.  I let her drill me any
which way she wanted, which was fast and furious, slapping her groin
halfway up my creamy wet hole as her cunt fluttered then spewed girl juice
all down her rubber dick and into my ass. My sphincter responded in
orgasmic spasms.  I forgot to breathe.

When it was over I realized how quickly it had all happened. Shelly was
still laying there on her elbow smiling contentedly.  Didn't she know what
just happened?  How thoroughly her girlfriend had just royally fucked her
husband?  Pammy laid on me panting, her dick still penetrating me.

Then she abruptly rolled off and faced Shelly, satiated.  And gave her a
wet open mouthed kiss.

The girls went at it with a passion that I thought had been completely
spent on me.  Pammy was really giving herself to Shelly and Shelly's hand
was fumbling the straps loose of the dildo.

She tossed the dildo aside and got her anxious mitt into her girlfriend's
sweetmeat pudding.  Pammy looked up into Shelly's eyes purring gratefully.

"Thanks for that, Shelly.  That was so-o good."

Shelly smiled sweetly.  "I like to take care of my little girl."

Pammy surrendered to Shelly's greedy fingers working her snatch up into cum
lather.

As they were grinding their fat wet hairy pussies between scissored thighs,
I lay off to the side in the dark, my silk panties sticky with sperm.  And
wondered if I had just been the appetizer -- or whether Pammy was now
paying the bill for dinner -- and having desert at the same time.

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