I wake up after midnight, Kani breathing slowly next to me, warm calves against mine. Danielle's not here, but I can make out her clothes on the floor, in a sudden flash of lightning through the window. I just lay there for a while, feeling her next to me, feeling that warm glow, like a fucking cliche but it's nice.

Dreamt about Simon again, watching him fuck me from high in the room, like I was where the camera is. He's so big, and dark, and he moved slow and powerful, and I feel this ache in my pussy like I really did get fucked hard. Weird.

I slip quiet out of bed and go into the living room, it thunders once loud and I can see Danielle out on the balcony, her body framed in lightning light. She's leaning against the railing, her arms apart on the rail, her legs together, rain splashing off her shoulders. So I go out there, through the sliding door and right up behind her.

It's cold, wind whipping water around her, and I step right up behind her. She's a little shorter than me, but her legs are longer, so her ass tucks neatly into my hips, her skin warm and wet against mine, the chains of her G-string cold and hard. She rubs her ass against me and giggles a little. So I reach around and cup her tits in my hands, warm skin, cool water, cold metal; the thick weight of them and muscle beneath. And the storm rages, and soon I'm soaking wet like she is, freezing my ass off but she's warm and soft against me, and we stand there for a long time.

I hear the sliding door open and turn to see Kani there, naked and beautiful in the dim light of the storm, she slides up against me and wraps her arms around both of us, kissing my shoulder and squeezing my hands, still on Danielle's tits. Danielle sighs and pushes her ass back into me, squeezing my hips into Kani's, and we all hug tight. My girlfriend whispers in my ear "stay right there" and then the warmth of her body is gone. She's gone quite some time, but Danielle keeps me occupied, pressing her hands against mine, kneading her own tits through them. She keeps pushing her hips back into mine, and I can feel myself getting wetter down there, as well as being soaked from the rain. There's a loud thunderclap, as she shivers against me.

Kani's back now, kneeling behind me, and she spreads Danielle's legs against the bars of the railing. I lookd down and see her cuffing her ankles to the bars, Danielle pushes up against my hips and I spread a little to straddle the top of her ass cheeks. Then Kani's taking Danielle's hands away from mine, leaving me to fondle her tits by myself, and I watch my girlfriend cuff her wrists together and hook them on a flower pot hanger above our heads. Danielle moans, her tits tight against my palms, thunder and lightning and cold rain and wind. And oh god Kani fingers my pussy, her hand cold and damp, and she reaches around my waist, something slick and hard in her hand. I lean away from Danielle and let Kani strap it on, a dildo nine inches long, sleek cream plastic with little ridges near the head. And then she reaches around me to take Danielle's G-string off.

Danielle whines, shudders against the railing, making little creaking sounds at the corners of the balcony, and Kani takes my new cock in one hand and pulls me down a little, rubbing it's head in Danielle's slit, her other hand stroking my lower back, and I'm turned on like nothing else. And Kani pushes my hips forward with her own, Danielle squealing and crying out,

"No! Oh god... yes, baby, push..." and so I do, until she gasps loud and bucks against me, and then I realize I'm fucking her in the ass. A little thrill runs up my spine, a sudden chill chases it back down, and I pull her head back by the hair with one hand and grab her hip bone with the other, fucking her slow, half of the dildo buried in her ass, her body shivering against the balcony railing, little squeaks and shuddering laughs coming from her.

"Faster, Rachel," Kani's voice comes from behind me, thick and husky, "Harder. Bang her. Nail her, baby. Fuck her hard."

So I move like I've got a purpose, both hands on her hips, thrusting into her, my cunt wetter than I am in the driving rain, the leather of the strap-on rubbing my clit when I push, and I'm about to come myself, what with Danielle huffing and squirming and rasping out for me to please stop I'm driving her crazy she can't take it, Kani giggling behind me, the flower hook groaning under Danielle's weight.

"Harder," Kani whispers in my ear, clawing at my tits with both her hands, and I try, shoving it into Danielle's ass with my leg muscles, over and over, Kani urging me on, Danielle's chanting "no!" turns into gasping "YES!" and I bury it in her, one mighty shove, nine inches of plastic cock in her ass and she screams, loud and long, and I wonder briefly if anyone can see us, the lights of the city below, lights of buildings scattered in the rain.

Kani pulls my hips back, unhooks Danielle's hands, and she collapses against the railing, looking like a broken doll, until Kani frees her feet and she curls up around my ankles. I crouch and pet her head, smiling to myself, not feeling the least bit jealous she sucked my girfriend's snatch, I just fucked her in the ass.

It's getting cold, and we get up to go inside, and that's when I see the video camera set up in the living room, pointed out the door where we were. And Kani kisses me, putting the tape in my hand. "For you," she whispers, and hugs me hard. So I kiss her back, squeezing my trophy between our stomachs.

Back in bed, after I fall asleep, Kani wrapped around me from behind, my hand on Danielle's tit, I fall asleep with Simon in my eyes, dream about him fucking me again. That long, black cock in me, in my ass, his huge hands clasping my hips. His ass clenches when he shoves into me, like I could actually take his dick in my ass, all of it like that. I dream about him, about his cock, about him fucking me, feeling Kani's arms around me tight.

In the morning, the three of us joked at breakfast, laughing more than we ate. Kani's hand petted my thigh under the table, her fingers light and cool beneath my robe. I was happy - Danielle was funny, and it was a lovely morning.

Later, Kani dressed me again, kissing Danielle goodbye somewhere in between snapping my knee-length jeans and sucking my nipple, Danielle kissed me on the cheek and said she'd see me soon. Kani put a bikini top on me, black satin, and then a denim vest. Leave it open, she said, you've got a gorgeous cleavage. She puts on these hot pink bike pants, her ass looks absolutely hot, and a thin white cotton t-shirt with "fuck me" in big black capitals across her chest. I tell her I'm gonna do just that and she laughs, music and bells, and kisses me long and soft. And then she says we gotta go, leads me down to the parking garage, and then it's sun and wind and the whine of her silver car's engine and her hand on my knee between shifts, and I laugh and feel drunk 'cause I'm so happy.

We cruise along Lake Shore Drive, looking at all the chicks in their bikinis, all the guys in their shorts, bronze skin in bright light, firm bodies slick with oil. We stop and get ice cream, and check out all the flesh. And then this guy is walking by, six and a half feet of chiseled beauty, long blond hair, wearing Levi cutoffs and a tank top, and we're both staring at him, Kani giggles, and he says

"Nice shirt."

"Thanks," Kani says, licking her ice cream. The sun is hot on my shoulders, ice cream cold in my mouth, the guy's eyes keep flicking between Kani's shirt and the thin black cord of satin between the sides of my vest. I probably should talk or something.

"Hi," I say, smiling at him. He smiles back.

"Hello." He looks at Kani's shirt again. "You serious about that?"

"I never wear anything over my nipples I'm not serious about," my girlfriend says. He looks at me again, the curve of my tits in the open vest, and finally finds my eyes. I smile at him. He grins, laughs a little, takes a breath.

"So..." he starts, and then he blushes. Kani laughs, drops her cone in a barrel, steps up to him and runs one finger down his chest.

"So what?" she says, and he shakes his head before he talks.

"So do you want me to fuck you?" he whispers, barely audible, looking at something over mt shoulder. Then he looks back at Kani, who's grinning that evil grin she's got, and she whispers back.

"No..." she starts, glances back at me. "I want you to fuck her." And I blush. He's just fuckin' beautiful, this guy, the thought of him fucking me makes me tingle, makes my knees weak. And I know Kani will watch. Or, better yet, join in.

"That okay with you?" he's asking me, and I try not to blush harder when I look at him.

"Sure," I say, knowing it's what Kani wants, and I sure as hell wouldn't mind getting a good screw, from a real guy. Kani's great and so's all with Danielle and dildos and such, but I want the real thing. Been dreaming about it, for chrissake.

And so about an hour later we're at this guy's house, in some north suburb, I'm greased up with some nice brandy he's got in the wetbar, and right now I'm stretched out on the thick red shag with my legs spread, my hands gripping his great, great shoulders, and his cock is jabbing into me, quick, short thrusts. And, sure enough, Kani is watching from the couch, sipping brandy and rubbing her pussy through the bike pants.

Adam, that's his name, (what else!), keeps going 'oh, yeah,' like he's in a porn movie or something, but I don't really give a fuck, I've got a warm, real dick in me and I'm determined to enjoy every minute of it. And then he starts talking to Kani, which turns me on some more, the guy fucking me paying attention to someone else.

"What do you think," he says, between breaths that match his cock imbedding in me, "do you think I can fuck you, too?"

Kani laughs, light and airy, and slithers off the couch, her brandy glass perfectly level the whole time.

"That depends..." she whines, "On whether or not you can make her come hard."

And with that, he starts pounding into me, fuckin' like he's got a purpose, and I couldn't be happier - fine, fine man laying me like he's serious about it, and I can feel it coming, I'm gonna max in a minute, and Kani my girlfriend wraps her sweet, sweet lips around my left nipple, sucking my tit like she's mad at me and that's too much ohgod im gonna cumm

And I do, yelping with every stab of Adam's cock, clawing at his shoulders, back, hips I grab him tight around the ass and press him into me, moaning loud and trembling with the feeling, then clenching my hand in Kani's hair, pushing her face into my tit. Adam moans, once, and tenses his whole body, his hardness quivvering in me, and then I feel it, little spazms in his balls and he's coming inside me. That's enough to touch me off again, god it's been so long! and he jerks a couple times, sending little lightning bolts through my orgasm. I drag Kani's head up and kiss her hard, sweet brandy on her lips, 'Oh, Rachel,' Adam's moaning, I'm thinking thanks for the fuck, and he's pulling out of me, breathing deep and hard. God, I needed that.

"Kani," Adam says, low in his throat, "I want you too."

"Uh-uh." My girlfriend smirks at him, shaking her head. "Don't think so. But," she continues, smiling at him now, "you could do something for me..."

Kani stands up and peels the bike pants down in one motion, pulling her feet through one by one. Then she walks over to the couch and sits on the arm, her legs spread, her beautiful pussy right there, lips puffed out and slick with her juice. And Adam's not stupid, he crawls over there and kisses her knee, thigh, belly button.

"What do I do with this?" he asks, stroking his cock, fuck if he ain't hard again! And I think I know what to do.

I lie on my back, my head between his knees, raise up on my elbows and suck him off while he eats her. I guess he likes it, 'cause he's groaning a lot, pushing his hips into me, and pretty quick I have my head pressed against the front of the couch arm, keeping a firm grip on his balls with one hand to keep him from shoving his dick down my throat.

Kani starts making those sounds, those little whimpers she makes when she likes what's happening, and I must have given the best head of my life right then, hearing her get all bothered was making me nuts. Adam liked it, too, I suppose, he came in about two minutes.

We switched then, Kani telling us to, and I went down on her so sweet, so warm and wet... and Adam licked me from behind, flicking his tongue across my ass, until I gave my girlfriend a soft little orgasm, and was about ready to fire again myself. Then he fucked me from there, me on my knees and leaning against the couch arm, his cock nice and stiff inside me and oh my fuckinggod don't stop Kani's lips around my clit.

Later, on the way home with the sun setting pretty over the city and the lake the color of fire, I'm thinking about Adam.

Nice guy, pretty good lay, would have sucked without Kani there. And she never did fuck him, though I think she would have if he'd made me cream. I'd have liked to, he just didn't do it for me. Nobody has in a long while except for Kani, for sure. Jason, once, and then he started screwing Amy the fuckin' prick.

But Kani does it damn near every time, her hand's on my knee between shifts and if I close my eyes I can feel it, little clenches in my loins, squirting hot thick cum on her. So I tell her I can imagine it, want to feel it, want her to do it to me again and when we get home my girlfriend's house she does, flicks her tongue across my clit about three times and I'm coming hard, creaming in her face, wanting to do it to her, taste her, make her scream.

"Baby!" she says, smiling at me as I drag her into the bedroom, "What's got into you?"

"A cock." I laugh, tossing her on the bed. "Strip, girlfriend."

And she gets this look in her eyes, smoky light behind the crystal blue, and her tits are blushed with red when she takes her shirt off. I go to the closet, get what I need, and when I turn back to the bed she's naked, beautiful, beautiful girl, lying with her legs together and her arms folded across her stomach.

I cuff her wrists to the headboard, the thick leather collars buckled securely to a length of chain so she can move a little but not reach me. And then I slip a length of leather strap under her neck, over her chest, and clip it to two more leather cuffs. Those get buckled around her thighs, just above the knee, and the strap is short so she's got her thighs pressed against her stomach. I just stand there and look at her, she's trembling! her pussy wet and spread, tiny pink asshole below it. And she reminds me to start a tape recording.

I come back into the room to hear her whisper at me, 'fuck me baby, fuck me hard', and I smile, slip my clothes off where she can see me. When I'm nude, I sit softly on the bed next to her, she's still shaking, her eyes closed, breathing deep. I start just by stroking her body, the undersides of her thighs, her ass, her sides, beneath her knees to rub her tits. She sighs, a tremor ripples through her, and I start kissing her all over, ending up between her legs, pulling at her pussy hairs with my lips. God, her pussy is wet, her lips stuck out like I've never seen them, she keeps asking me to eat her.

Instead, I move to stroke my tits against her labia, my nipples getting harder in the wet heat of her open slit. I scratch her clit with my nipple ring, she gasps, I do it again. Kissing her shins, I rub my tit into her pussy, making her moan and writhe beneath me.

"Please, baby, fuck me..." she moans at me, and I lean past her legs to kiss her.

"Not yet..." I growl at her, and then move back to lick slowly from her anal opening to her clit, taking ten seconds to make it there. She just whines at that, so I do it again, tasting her sweet, sweet fluid, flicking my tongue on her clit, nibbling it, thrusting deep into her vagina, licking her from the ass up again. I'm not doing it long when she starts panting, so I suck her clit into my mouth and pull hard, clasping it between my teeth and fluttering my tongue against it, and whoosh she comes, I can hear it squirting out around my face, hear her cry out suddenly, jerking under me. I just suck harder until she stops, trying to pull away from my mouth, then lick her from ass to clit once more, making her gasp when I reach the top.

"Oh, babybaby..." she's groaning, but I'm not done, going to the closet to get it, the big black studded dildo I bought before, never fucked it. It's just for her, I think, carrying it back to the bed, stroking it's length, winking at her.

"Do me." She blurts, and I assure her that's exactly what I've got in mind. Her pretty, perfect body, all tied up for me, that slick, soaked pussy all stuck up in my face, and I rub the head of the thing against her fat, drenched lips until she shakes.

I slip it in her, slow, watching the pink of her stretch around it's roundness, gorgeous as it presses into her, distending her hole, one inch, two, I pull it out fast and push it back, loving the sight of her opening for it's thickness. I give her more when she asks for it, slowly, slowly pushing four, then five inches in. Turn it slowly in her, the studs rubbing past her lips, tiny muscles rippling against it, fuckin' fascinating. Just that way I fuck her, pulling it out until the head is nestled in her lips, pushing five inches in, sometimes six, watching her stretch, suck it into her, I take one finger and press her clit down, letting the studs rub against it when I stroke, twisting it around when it's deep in her pussy.

Kani comes, her hips shaking against me as she howls, her voice lowers to a growl and she says she wants to taste me, so I straddle her head, tucking my feet under her arms. I notice then that if I spread her knees apart and tuck my ribs between them, the strap pulls her face into my crotch, which is exactly where I want it. Her tongue slithers into me, lapping at my pussy, flashing across my clit, snakes back into my hole and it's my turn to moan. I keep fucking her with the dildo, watching it slide in and out of her, when she does something I especially like I press harder on it, six inches, then seven. I can't believe she's taking it, the thing is thick.

She does, though, asks me for more and tells me to lick her clit so I do, watching it go in, eight inches of it, can't believe it, and then I remember the strap-on Simon fucked her with and come ohgod baby don't stop her mouth sucking hard on my clit. It's not a few seconds later and she comes again, going "mmmm" really low and loud, and I pull it out of her, seeing her hole stay open for a second or two, quiver as it closes. Fucking interesting, that.

I let her up and undo the strap, she kisses me for a while and we take a nap, her beautiful white skin in the muted sunlight from the shaded window.