Date: Mon, 25 Nov 2002 06:52:20 -0800 (PST) From: Jaymes Ryan 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. ******************************************************** 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. copyright 2002 jayryan90028@yahoo.com