Date: Mon, 23 Oct 2017 21:02:56 +0000 (UTC) From: Ronald Shearing Subject: Starting with Simone Part 3 TG Starting with Simone - Part 3 Nifty / transgender / teen Legal stuff. This story is fiction and is for mature readers only. If it is not legal to read this story in your jurisdiction, or if you are not over the age of 18, please close this page now. Please note, I am always happy to receive feedback at the email address in the header. Thanks to those of you who have already sent me suggestions and encouragement. I send my heartfelt thanks to you. I've realized that the story also features smoking fetishism heavily. If this is not your scene please tune out. But I guess if you've got as far as Part 3 of my tale you're OK with it. And a last reminder before getting on with the story, if you enjoy accessing erotic literature on nifty, please donate to nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Without nifty, we would not have such a great place to share such exciting stories. And now we continue. It had been about 15 minutes since Simone, my first trans sexual partner, and I had finished our opening session of Friday night lovemaking. I'd worried about agreeing to stay over at Simone's house because I was unsure how I'd handle the aftermath of our tryst, in particular if Simone decided to change back into Simon, my nerdy male schoolmate. You see, Simone was Simon transformed into my sexy teen fantasy girl. Who I'd now fucked twice. And in a development that I would have never believed possible a week before, I'd also enjoyed sucking Simone's beautiful she-cock. I'd even tongue fucked Simone's ass. And loved doing that too. Simone suggested I go downstairs and check out the internet on her laptop while she got herself organized. Simone's number one priority was to change her blouse on which she'd shot a jet of her come as we closed our encounter in Simone's mom's bedroom. I sat down on the couch where things had started off just a few days before, and picked up the laptop. Simone had given me her password, and I logged myself in. I checked some baseball scores, and then heard Simone enter the from behind me. My worry about Simone turning back into Simon were unfounded. True she was now more normally dressed, the rusty red wig had been switched for the black wig she'd worn on our first "date", and she'd touched up her makeup. She had on a loose gray hooded sweatshirt and 3 quarter length black jeans, with flat girl's pumps. She still looked very hot. Simone crossed the room and exited to the kitchen with a paper bag containing our empty beer cans and the full ashtray she'd been using upstairs. "One minute, Ronnie", Simone said through the open kitchen door as I heard the paper bag drop into the trash can and the faucet run for about 15 seconds. Simone walked up and sat down on the couch beside me putting the now clean ashtray on the nearby coffee table. She leaned in and kissed me gently on my neck. "What you looking at? Porn?". Simone smiled at me. "Let's take a little break", she continued as she reached for the laptop which I smoothly handed to her. "I want to show you some neat stuff, then after I order pizza, you can help me get dressed". Although I thought Simone looked fuckable even in her casual clothes, I was aroused at the thought of picking something erotic for Simone to wear later. Simone lightly squeezed her body against me and I instinctively lifted my right arm and draped it round her shoulder. Simone quickly checked her pack of Marlboro Reds. "Oops, only 4 left. I better order in a pack when I call out for food". Simone continued, "Ronnie, let me show you something I think you'll like." Simone opened a folder on her computer, entered another password and looked in concentration at a listing of jpegs. She selected all the picture files in the folder, there looked to be about a dozen or so, and then selected an option "Start slideshow". As the first picture loaded, all I could whisper was "Wow". Slide 1, Simone lying sideways on this very couch, leaning on her elbow. Black garter belt, black stockings, black bra. In the photo, Simone had on the dark wig she'd worn when we first "met", the one she was wearing now. Heavily made up face, cigarette dangling from her full red lips. A stiff hard on pointing at the camera from between her legs. A sultry stare into the camera. Fuck, this girl was good. Slide 2, same scene slightly different pose. Simone lay more on her back. Left fingertips holding the Marlboro in the hand which was tightly clamped around her erect rod. Back slightly arched forcing her groin airwards making her cock look long and exquisite. Jet of smoke twisting from the end of the cigarette upwards. "Fuck" was all I could mutter. Simone squeezed my thigh lightly. Slide 3, close-up of Simone's ass, her hands pulling her butt cheeks apart exposing her gorgeous man cunt. A heavy lipstick impression of full lips on the right butt cheek. Bit too much of a gynecological shot for my taste, and the light was too bright. Further variations of the couch scene, most with Simone smoking sexily. The hottest of the remaining couch shots was a photo of Simone's waist region close-up in Slide 7, garter belt and straps visible, red lipstick smeared over her beautiful cock head and globules of come that looked to be oozing out of the tip of her free-standing she-cock. Slide 8 switched to a different scene. Bedroom. Simone kneeling on the bed facing the camera, heavy dark green stockings, rips and ladders in them, top half wearing a tight ripped white t-shirt and face heavily made up like a punk rocker. Spiky platinum blonde wig. Half smoked Marlboro clamped between Simone's smiling teeth. Simone's exposed cock, tent poling towards the camera. Like my own cock now felt, pressuring the front of my pants in an aching effort to escape. "Simone" I murmured, "You are beautiful". She turned and kissed my neck again, slightly darting her tongue over my soft skin. Simone clicked on. Then my breath stopped suddenly. Slide 9 was the surprise. THE surprise. It was a close-up of blond girl's face, not Simone, too close to the camera as the light was way too bright, and what I assumed to be Simone's cock sticking in this bitch's mouth, the bulge in the girl's cheek clearly accentuating the hard-on within. "I, ...", but before I could go on Simone quietly signaled me to stop. "It's a girl, not another tranny," Simone explained. "We met online, I'll tell you all about it. Let me show you the rest". Simone then moved the slideshow on to Slide 10. This one was of the girl on her own. She looked about 20, 21. Slightly plump but with a pretty face. Black suspender belt digging into her belly slightly, attached to black fishnet stockings. Lying back on the bed, hands under a pair of quite full tits, pushing upwards, a Marlboro trailing smoke in the right hand clutched to her right tit. Legs wide open with a neatly shaved cunt wide open which was slightly glistening in the camera glare. Slide 11, girl with the Marlboro clamped between her lips stretching forward studiously looking down at what looked like 4 of her fingers stuffed into her cunt. Facial expression looked like she was about to come. Slide 12, back to Simone again, close-up, the girl's right nipple clamped in her lips, Marlboro gripped in Simone's hand that was squeezing the girl's breast tightly. Slide 13, variation on the tit selfie, Simone's tongue extended and touching the tip of the girl's nipple a thick wave of concentrated smoke drifting up out of the side of Simone's mouth, frozen in time. Last slide, point of view shot, taken downwards by Simone I guessed, with what I took to be Simone's cock stuck halfway into the girl's asshole. I looked closer, definitely stuck in her asshole, not her cunt. I could see the girl had a tattoo on her ass cheek, "Sexy bitch" in a flowing handwritten style. Simone put the laptop down, flipped a Marlboro between her red lips, lit up and inhaled. Deeply. "Ronnie. When I'm Simone I feel the need to be with someone. I guess it's part of being lonely when I'm just plain old Simon. The girl in the pictures is called Carla. She's been a good friend to me. It was her who taught me how to really dress, how to do my make-up. She lends me clothes sometimes. Before I met Carla, I was an amateur. And I couldn't go on stealing Wendy's shit clothes, and I had to be super careful if I was using mom's lingerie. Mom has quite a collection, but I'm sure she'd notice if I was to shoot a load on them. Carla helps me to dress. Those boots you liked so much, Carla's. Simone continued, "Carla also got me a fake ID so I can go out as Simone. I sometimes go over to Carla's apartment and change and we drive to a cool out of town place that's trans friendly. Fuck, Carla even sometimes takes me to a regular bar out on Route 110 North. You should see the guys that hit on me there. Anyway, you think Carla's hot too, don't you?". "I do," I replied. In all honesty, the totally hetero Ronnie of 2 weeks ago would have happily blown his load masturbating to these pictures of naked Carla. But now I felt just a tiny bit different. I had to admit I was feeling pangs of jealousy. OK, I admit it, I was a lot jealous. Carla with Simone. Carla and Simone out in bars. The pictures Simone had showed me were hot, that was true, but I think even after only a few days I was starting to realize I had "feelings" for Simone, and I was unsettled by the thought of Simone with somebody else other than me. "Simone" I said, "I don't know what to say." Simone stretched back a little. "Oooh, Ronnie, you're jealous. That's sweet." She leaned in towards my face and started to passionately kiss me. I was unable to resist and we kept tonguing each other for about 5 minutes, Simone taking short breaks to finish her Marlboro. We were like two teen lovers making out on the couch when their parents were out. Which I guess, is exactly what we were. Simone stubbed out her Marlboro and then suggested calling in a pizza. "My favorite's sausage", Simone mischievously smiled at me. We agreed on a mixed meat pie, and Simone pulled her cell out of the pocket of her hoody. After a few seconds, Simone started to talk into her cell. It was still the "Simone voice" she was using. "12-inch meat feast!", she almost giggled. "And if you want to be a superhero, a pack of Marlboro Reds from the late-night store. Thanks, sweety". Simone as Simone seemed so confident, the polar opposite of classmate Simon. "45 minutes", said Simone. Simone gestured upstairs with a smile. "OK. Let's get me dressed up". At the top of the stairs Simone opened a door to the left of Mrs. Blount's bedroom. At first I thought it was "Simon's room", but it opened into a large walk-in wardrobe, two racks of ladies' apparel on each side of the room and a large closet with sliding doors at the back wall. "Used to be dad's office before he fucked off with his girlfriend", Simone said, a hint of lingering anger in her voice. Simone gently took me by the hand and opened the closet. The top half was free storage with 5 mannequin heads over which were draped a variety of wigs. The rust red wig Simone had worn earlier was there, as was a deep auburn curly mop, a light brunette long haired effort with sun-in highlights, another one with tight blonde curls, and finally two bright colored straight bobs, 20s style, one bright red the other bright pink, the kind of thing you'd wear to a fancy-dress party, or you'd see a stripper wearing in a sci-fi movie. I didn't see the spiky blonde "punk" wig from the photo shoot. Simone pulled out a long drawer from the bottom half. There were four sections, each including a variety of underwear and lingerie. "OK" purred Simone, "What takes your fancy, lover boy?" The first thing that caught my eye was a black lacy bodysuit, garter straps trailing from the bottom. I picked it up. "Very nice choice, Ronnie. Very traditional. And classy too. I've got just the stockings for that in the hiding place in my room". "Wig?" asked Simone. Without thinking, I replied, "I like the one you've got on now, it makes you look so beautiful, so natural". Simone blushed, moved in closely once more and gently kissed me on the lips. Turning around and taking a black silk robe from one of the hangers on the rack at our left, she beckoned me to follow her into her room, which was at the end of the upstairs hallway. Simon/Simone's bedroom was sparse, almost like a modern motel chain bedroom. Black carpet, a single bed covered with a plane gray bedspread. Some white furniture, including a bedside unit. I noticed the bedside unit had an ashtray on top. There was a computer desk with some school books on it, and a free-standing wardrobe. The only personal touch was a black and white poster of Madonna above Simon's bed. The bright monochrome one where she had platinum blonde hair, and thick dark eye make-up. True to Simone's own personality there was a half-smoked cigarette dangling from Madonna's mouth, as she looked down at her just out of shot breasts. I think it was a shot from Madonna's book, "Sex". Simone pulled out the bottom drawer of the bedside unit completely, put it to one side, and signaled for me to come over. She saw me glance down at the ashtray. "Mom doesn't mind Wendy and me smoking" said Simone, "As long as we don't steal her cigarettes. Like I would. She smokes fucking Newport's. I wouldn't steal one if I was desperate! It's like smoking fucking toothpaste". We both laughed. "Oooooohhh-kaaaayyyy," Simone said in a sing-song type of voice, "Not the holdups, yes theeeeese ones", sliding an unopened black cardboard and plastic pack of Saks Fifth Avenue lace topped stockings which I saw still had a price tag on. $39.99. Fuck, that's expensive I thought. I also noticed a New York state driver's license with what looked like a picture of Simone on it which Simone placed back into her hiding spot before replacing the bottom drawer. I also thought I'd glimpsed a shiny metallic vibrator. "OK Ronnie, get yourself relaxed on the couch downstairs and I'll get ready. We'll have pizza and then I've got a real treat for you. You will fucking LOVE it". Simone beamed a smile at me. I was intrigued. I slipped downstairs in anticipation. Pizza wasn't on my mind, Simone's cock and ass were. Even though we'd fucked earlier, I was desperate to explore Simone's body again, and my cock was starting to ache inside my pants. Simone came downstairs again about 15 minutes later. She was wearing the black silk robe she'd picked up, knotted at the waist with a belt of the same shiny black material. She'd again touched up her make-up and she was wearing the black straight haired wig that turned me on so much. Simone looked totally stunning. She'd pulled the dark hair back behind her ears and I realized for the first time that Simone had both ears pierced as in each earlobe was a cut-glass diamond like earring. As Simone bent over to grab one of her last 3 Marlboros, I could briefly see the top of her left thigh, with the garter belt clipped to the outside of a black lacy topped stocking. Simone lit up her cigarette and exhaled a jet of smoke towards the ceiling with a sigh. "Ronnie, I think I could get to love you". My heart skipped a beat but before I could stammer anything, Simone's cellphone buzzed. Quickly looking at her phone, "Pizza in 1 minute". I got to stand up, but before I could, Simone stopped me. "I'll get it, silly" she smiled at me. I'd assumed as I was the one not dressed to kill, I'd be the one to go and answer the door, but I'd been mistaken and Simone demurely walked out into the front hallway taking quick draws on her cigarette as she walked. I sneaked a peak out of the front window. A car had pulled up outside, I reckoned a 99 or 00 model Chevy Cavalier, 2-door, typical parents' choice for a high schooler or junior college kid who would work a part time job like delivering pizza on a Friday night. Metallic paint job, hard to tell in the darkness whether it was blue or green. The pizza boy stepped out. Trucker cap on, I assumed with the name of the pizza parlor on it. Strangely for this time of year the kid had on a long beige trench coat which covered most of his body. The kid's legs were obscured by the front of the automobile. Some people didn't seem to feel the heat I thought, although, to be fair, it had been one of the cooler days that summer. A large bag which looked quite heavy was gripped between the pizza boy's two hands. I sat back down, and heard the doorbell ring. I heard the door close and listened to Simone's footsteps heading back in. As Simone entered the room I suddenly jumped. Standing next to Simone was the pizza "boy". Before I could open my mouth, the pizza "boy" quickly removed the trucker cap he had been wearing to reveal a mop of curly blonde hair. Staring me in the face was Carla! "Hi lover boy", said Carla smiling, "Simone here's been telling me ALL about you". Simone took the few steps towards me, wrapped her arms around my trembling body, and kissed me deeply. She then stubbed out what was left of her cigarette. "Ronnie, it's treat time tonight. I know every boys' dream is to have their cock sucked by two hot girls, please don't deny it. I showed you Carla's pictures to see how you'd react. Your special blow job's only the start though. But first let's eat". Carla rummaged around in her bag. Firstly, she tossed over a pack of Marlboro Reds which Simone skillfully caught. "You're a lifesaver, hon!" Simone beamed back at her. Then she pulled out a pint bottle of pink wine. "OK, you loving couple, let's get this party started. Glasses!", said Carla, nodding her head towards the kitchen. Simone gripped my hand and pulled me towards the kitchen doorway. Following behind was Carla, still in her trench coat now carrying not only the bottle of wine, but the pizza she'd "delivered". I was feeling pretty nervous. Actually, I was a lot mixed up. I was still unsure of how I'd react to Carla, who only a little time before I'd felt enormously jealous of for her time spent with Simone. But Carla seemed to genuinely like Simone, and that made me feel a little less uneasy. Simone put 3 glasses on the breakfast bar in the kitchen as Carla put down the pizza and opened the screw top on the wine bottle, deftly pouring 3 glasses of the pink liquid in roughly equal amounts. I nervously gulped my first ever taste of wine. Cold, fruity. Another new experience I found I enjoyed, and as the cool liquid slipped down my throat I un-tensed a little more. Carla seemed chatty. "Simone has told me so much about her boyfriend, Ronnie. By my reckoning if half of what she says is true, she's one hell of a lucky girl having you". I blushed, but inside I felt joy that Simone was referring to me as her "boyfriend". Simone smiled, her eyes sparkling. Simone and Carla also took deep draughts of their wine. I noticed when both glasses were placed back on the breakfast bar that the rims were heavily marked with what looked like the same deep red lipstick. Simone took a slice of pizza for each of us and placed them on 3 plates. "Slice now. Slice after", and Simone and Carla giggled. Carla slowly repeated, "After", and looked me in the eye and winked. As we ate Carla quipped, "Ronnie, I hope you've got stamina. Simone get some Vitamin E on Ronnie's slice". Both girls laughed out loud. As we sat at the breakfast bar, Carla and Simone chatted like best girlfriends, Carla explaining how the previous weekend she'd hooked up with an online "match" from our town. "40-year-old guy whose wife never puts out for him. Jewish. My cunt ached for days afterwards. It wasn't that he was so big, but boy he could go like the Energizer bunny. 8 times in 6 hours. My clit was so tender all of the next day, I actually came wiping myself after peepee-ing next morning." All 3 of us laughed at that one. In truth, I was feeling a bit tipsy, but I was also now feeling a lot more relaxed. Simone cleared the plates away as Carla refilled the wine glasses, and then she took 2 Marlboros from her pack. "You don't smoke, Ronnie, right?" asked Carla. "Yep, nonsmoker. But I do find watching girls smoke totally horny". I surprised myself at my openness. Carla put both cigarettes in her mouth, lighting the two of them with a slow wave of her lighter. Deep inhale. As Simone came back to the breakfast bar, Carla handed her one of the lit Marlboros. Taking a long slow drag herself, Simone nodded back towards the living room and said to Carla, "Time to get that coat off honey, nearly show time". Carla dangled the cigarette from her mouth as she quickly unbuttoned the coat. As it slid to the floor, I was not disappointed at I saw what was in front of me. This WAS trashy sex-shop chic. But Carla was slutty enough to carry it off. A dirty wet dream slut. The thought came to me again, two weeks prior I really would have fantasized about fucking such a dirty girl if I'd seen her picture on my PC. Carla, who was a few pounds heavier than her ideal weight, was jammed into a bright pink PVC corset which reached up to just under her tits. Both of Carla's massive tits hung free, and I could see that both nipples were pierced. I hadn't really noticed the piercing in the pictures Simone had shown me but I guess I'd been focusing my attention more on Simone. Carla also had on a black PVC garter belt which held up a dark pink pair of stockings. For the first time, I also took in Carla's pink high heel ankle boots, which also looked like they were made of PVC. Simone purred in my ear, "You likey?" I gulped, "Me likey", and I smiled. The three of us almost burst out laughing, then walked together back into the living room. "Ronnie, don't get naked yet" Simone implored as she headed back upstairs, "I'll just be a minute". I myself realized that my stiffening prick was not all down to the anticipation of my first threesome. I needed to piss. Badly. Simone turned back, reading my mind, "Downstairs toilet, first left off of the hallway". I quickly found the downstairs bathroom door, switched on the light and relieved myself urgently. It felt good, and even after I finished I noticed my cock was still very much in semi-hard mode. When I got back into the living room, I could see that Simone had gone upstairs to bring down a digital camera. She was standing in front of the couch snapping pictures of Carla, who was pouting at the camera, taking slow drags of her Marlboro as she tried, maybe a bit too hard, to look porn star sexy. It was cheap porn movie trashy, but it was happening two feet in front of me and I found it very arousing. "I get these up on my profile tomorrow, I'll have a queue of cock half way across the county" Carla giggled. Simone looked over to me and gestured I stand next to her. She handed the camera over to Carla. "Let's get a few tasters". Simone grabbed at the bottom of my T-shirt and pulled upwards. "Take your T-shirt off Ronnie, I'll take care of your jeans". As I swiftly removed my T-shirt, Simone expertly undid my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled downwards. My now fully erect cock sprung free. Simone had moved herself down to free my hard on, and she was now just inches from my cock. "Smile" Carla loudly laughed and took 3 quick shots of Simone with my cock an inch or so from her mouth. Gripping my cock tightly with the hand holding her Marlboro, Simone turned to the camera, and Carla again took 3 shots. I expected Simone's beautiful lips to wrap themselves round my swelling glans, and was slightly disappointed when Simone gave a quick peck on the end of my cock, then backed away and sat down on the couch. This allowed me to disentangle myself from the jeans and boxers wrapped around my ankles. I was now totally naked. And totally aroused. Carla broke in, "OK you two lovers, let's get some romantic shots". Simone literally grabbed me by the cock and pulled me onto the couch. The silk robe had fallen away from Simone's shoulders and I ran my hands over the crispy lace edges of her black bodysuit as we kissed deeply. Carla kept snapping sway, I could faintly hear the whirr as the digital camera recorded our clinches. Occasionally, depending on the angle of the shot, the auto-flash would kick in. Simone leant back to crush out what was left of her cigarette in the ashtray. Simone motioned to Carla, "You taking any pictures tonight?" As Carla went back to the bag she'd brought in, Simone explained, "Carla's got a great digital camera, much better than my cheapie, it'll do really good quality shots. We share everything online". Carla put the larger Digi-cam beside Simone's on the coffee table, then leaned against me gently stroking my ass with her fingers. Simone stood up, leaving Carla caressing me on the couch. "Ronnie, I want you to kiss Carla the way you kiss me. I've told her you are the best kisser I've ever had, and I can't really have Carla miss out. Plus, I don't want her to think I'm a liar". Simone picked up Carla's camera, and simultaneously Carla slipped her tongue into my mouth and we started to French kiss. My cock slid up against the PVC garter belt as we clinched and a chill ran down my spine. Simone shot off a few pictures on Carla's camera, once leaning in close to take a shot of my dick rubbing against Carla's garter belt. "Go on Ronnie", Simone said, "Suck on those gorgeous titties, I know you want to". I leaned into Carla's chest and sucked deeply on first Carla's left nipple, then the right. The piercings didn't feel that great I thought, I was surprised at how little of a turn-on I found pierced nipples to be in real life. Simone kept snapping away. We unclenched as Simone stopped taking pictures. "Time for us girls to share some cock", said Simone as she put the camera down. Simone gestured for me to stand up, and then Carla and her both got to their knees just in front of me. Carla and Simone joined lips and shared a passionate kiss not 6 inches from the end of my now pre-cum weeping cock. Then it started. Both girls licked the tip of my shaft then slowly ran their tongues down each side of my cock. Carla moved in more closely and with her tongue started tracing circular movements over my tightening ball sack, coating my balls in saliva. At the same time, Simone pulled her head back slightly and swallowed my rod whole. "UUUUUUUUUHHHHH!", I almost screamed in pleasure. After 4 or 5 slow moves of Simone's head, Carla edged round next to Simone. "Your turn hon", Simone breathed. Carla then deeply gorged on my cock. Her lips felt different, fuller than Simone's I guess. The overall sensation was good, but Carla's mouth grip was just a little bit looser than when Simone clamped her mouth round my member and mouth-fucked me. Carla drove on, swallowing my cock completely and gagging a couple of times. To fully get into it I found I was rhythmically pushing my groin back and forth to get maximum effect. With Simone I generally held still as she expertly sucked me. Simone was the one who mouth-fucked me. With Carla, I was face-fucking her. This was my first indication that boys could suck cock better than girls. Simone had dipped down under Carla and was nibbling at the flesh where my scrotum joined my groin area between my legs. Both girls drew their heads back at the same time. "Don't come too soon lover", Simone smiled. "Not before the main event anyway" added Carla, "Which is now, you goddamn lucky fuck". Both girls stood up. Carla stayed standing as Simone sat down on the couch. Simone calmly explained to both Carla and me what was going to happen next. "Ronnie, you know what a DP is, right?" Simone asked. I'd seen enough porn to know the complete horniness of a double penetration, or DP. "Damn sure I do", I smiled in anticipation. The wine had definitely gone slightly to my head, but luckily hadn't impaired any bodily functions. Simone carried on outlining what was going to happen. "I want you to lube my cock with your mouth. And when you're sucking me good I want Simone to take some more pictures. You OK with that lover?" "Sure", I nodded again. "When I'm nice and wet, I'm going to fuck Carla's ass. I want you to guide my cock in. You'll then crouch down in front of us on the couch and lick my balls, eat Carla's pussy and then when I tell you, I want to ram your cock in and out of Carla's cunt. I don't want you to stop until you've dumped a load in there, got it?" "Got it", I replied. I couldn't stop smiling. Carla looked as if she was in a trance and I noticed that she was standing there rubbing her clit frantically as Simone took us through the steps of our imminent sexual engagement. Simone completely removed her robe which had bunched round her waist. I could see the large bulge at the crotch of the translucent black bodysuit. Whilst Carla had certainly appealed to my baser instincts in her slut garb, Simone's look truly took my breath away. I was falling deeply for this boy- girl. Simone pulled the smooth crotch covering material to one side and her cock popped out in front of us. The tip brushed gently against the lace of her left stocking top, then swung upwards as if it had a mind of its own. Carla had managed to stop playing with her cunt long enough to pick up Simone's camera and position herself low at one side of the couch. Without another word, I bent down and locked my lips around Simone's cock and slowly started to move my head up and down. Simone's groans turned it up another notch for me. Carla moved around as she snapped frantically, some close, some shots from by the coffee table. As I sucked I thought of looking at the pictures later, which drove me more frantic. I was giving myself up completely to the moment. Carla once more moved over to her bag of tricks, as Simone gently touched my temples with her fingers and indicated I should stop. "Ronnie, you're the best, kiss me". We locked lips and tongues again as Carla then plopped onto the couch next to Simone. Simone and I stopped kissing, then Simone started to speak once more. "OK Ronnie, I'm nice and wet now, and Carla is nice and wet now, and your cock is looking like a stiff lonely dick with no place to go. Here's how it works. I sit here on the couch. Carla backs on top of me, she'll be facing away from me and facing you. You help my cock up into Carla's poop tube. When I'm pumping Carla's ass you lick my balls and lick her pussy. When I say 'Now Ronnie' you fill Carla's cunt with your cock, and pump it for all you are worth. Easy, yeah?" Carla butted in, "But first you lube my ass with this" passing me a small tube of lube which I noticed was one of those condom accompaniment deals, I could see written on the tube, "Strawberry Flavor". I tore the top off of the tube of lube and noticed the manufacturer wasn't lying about the flavor as a sugary scent like strawberry ice-cream invaded my nostrils. Carla turned her back to me and I suddenly noticed her "Sexy bitch" tattoo for the first time. "Get me good and moist Ronnie, don't be shy", Carla almost growled. I started by lightly moistening the outside of Carla's asshole, but impatiently Carla urged me on further. "Up inside me Ronnie, two fingers, lots of lube, Simone likes to take me deep". I slipped my fingers deep into Carla's ass and she shuddered and let out a low moan as I gently moistened the inside of her rectum. I slipped my fingers out after about 15 seconds of gentle internal massage. Carla leaned round and kissed me deeply. "Thanks lover boy. You want to fuck my ass anytime, just give me a call. Although I wouldn't want to get Simone there jealous so make sure this little lady says she's allowing you the night off before you call me". Simone and Carla giggled. "OK, here we go" said Carla as she carefully squatted and positioned her juicy ass above Simone's she-cock. "Guide me in Ronnie", Simone quietly urged. I reached in under Carla's cunt and ass, and firmly pinched Simone's cock with my thumb and forefinger about half way down her beautiful stem. I heard Simone's prompt from back of Carla, where I'd lost sight of Simone's upper half "Lean back you sexy bitch, I've got something for you". Carla sat back, half crouching with her pink boots on the floor 3 or 4 inches in front of the couch. I saw Simone's cock head close-up, then with a quiet slippery squelching sound, Simone's cock disappeared up Carla's ass as I pulled my fingers away. "Oooooohhh you horny fucking bastard!", moaned Carla loudly, "Give Carla what she needs. Fuck this dirty whore good, Simone baby.". Carla started with a slight rocking movement, back and forward, each move exposing 3 or 4 inches of Simone's slightly bent cock, which with the opposite move from Carla buried itself back all the way deep into Carla's extended asshole. I leaned forward and slightly awkwardly did my best to lick Simone's cleanly shaven balls. Both Simone and Carla had started to grunt on each thrust, Carla's guttural grunting being formed mainly by the word "Fuck", which she ground out repeatedly. "Fuck ... uuh, fuck ... uuh, fuck" coming from each breath Carla took, like a repetitive chant. I really was struggling to get any decent contact with Simone's balls with my tongue, so I decided that the strongly smelling cunt in front of my face was going to make for an easier task. Without thinking too long, I switched my attention there. Simone's now rhythmic moans had led me to believe she was getting enough pleasure from the slutty asshole wrapped round her slippery cock anyway. I started with Carla's clitoris, my tongue rigid letting Carla and Simone's movements do the work. Before long, the pungent smell of Carla's soaking wet pussy filled my nose and it made me pull Carla's cunt lips apart and dig my tongue deep into her gorgeously smelly slit. With the amount of juice that was filling my mouth, I thought Carla had pissed herself. Carla was a squirter. I myself let out a moan as I swallowed Carla's cunt juice with every poke of my tongue. Fuck, I was loving this. I hadn't even touched my own cock and it felt like it was going to explode. "Ronnie now. RONNIE NOW!" I had missed the first command from Simone, as Carla's moaning had gotten a whole lot louder and had also moved up an octave or two into high pitched whines of pleasure. The moment of truth had arrived. Before I go on, ever since this night of lust I've had an appreciation of the skills required to be a good porno flick director. There's an art to the act of filming two guys doubly penetrating a girl. I mean, if both boners are about 10 inches long, there's a good chance our expert porno director won't have to go as high as "Take 17" as one or more of the cocks flops out of either orifice mid-fuck. But as porno aficionados, we know the truth is different. About every DP scene I've watched has at least one cock slip out at some point. Usually the guy on corn hole duty has a higher batting average, but it's not unknown for you to see a real big cock slide out of the girl's gaping asshole as the guy on pussy duty pumps too hard. After I'd tried twice to enter Carla's moving cunt unsuccessfully, Simone saved the day. "Ronnie, pump Carla good and hard. I'm going to stay still in Carla's ass until you bring the two of us off" Carla almost whimpered, "FUCK ME, I so need to come." I positioned myself so I was supporting my knees under Simone's legs on the couch, the impromptu feel of Simone's stockings on my upper legs driving me wild. I gripped my cock and pushed forward into Carla's sloppy wet cunt. With an intensity even higher than the earlier assfuck with Simone I starting pumping in a frenzy. Naturally Carla's cunt was not as tight as Simone's asshole but I knew I wasn't long from coming. Before I felt the warm glow of my own orgasm building in my loins, Simone let out a hiss of air from between her teeth. I paused for 2 seconds and I swear I could feel Simone's cock twitch in Carla's ass. "Oh fuck, I'm coming" Simone gasped from behind Carla, her breathing becoming a strangled scream that set me off. As the first spurt of my seed hit the inside of Carla's womb, Carla herself started to squeal. "You. Fucking. Lovely. Bastards. You've made me CUMMMMMMMMM. Fuck, fuck, fuck.". I could feel Carla's cunt muscles contract as she shuddered in ecstasy. In the aftermath of the orgasms, we stopped where we were for a few seconds, both Simone and me inside Carla, who I noticed now had been sweating profusely. At the same time, I also noticed my own sweat drip from my hair onto my chest and belly. Fuck, this had been some workout. Simone broke the silence. "Ronnie, pull out gently, get my camera and take a shot when I'm ready". I softly withdrew my completely slimy member from Carla's cunt and reached round and picked up Simone's camera. "Tell me when you see your come dripping out of Carla's cunt". "It's there now" I replied. Simone used all her strength to tilt Carla backwards, Carla's open legs in the air pointing at me. Simone's cock slipped out of Carla's ass. "Now, get the double cream-pie, I so want to see this picture in my collection". With come dribbling out of both of Carla's holes I snapped 4 or 5 shots to be sure I got at least one decent picture, before Carla made a move and got up. "You fuckers sure know how to treat a girl" quipped Carla as she headed to the bathroom. I could see Simone was also sweating as she motioned for me to come closer. With a jerk of her fingers she requested the camera. Leaning forward Simone wrapped her lips around my quickly diminishing hard-on. "Hhhhhmmmmm, I love the taste of Carla's cunt juice". With her hand extended Carla pointed the camera at her face and my groin and snapped off a quick 3 pictures. Looking at the camera, Simone exclaimed, "Just right". She showed me the self-taken shots on the back window of the camera with a demure Simone clearly in shot, looking contentedly at the camera, my part flaccid dick in her mouth. Carla walked back in. "Fuck, we forgot to video. Still no point in screwing up the fuck of a lifetime, we've still got the stills. Maybe next time." Carla and Simone, whose sweet wet she-cock had shrunk considerably, each lit a Marlboro. "Nothing beats a good smoke after a good fuck" Simone and Carla said in unison. I looked at my watch. Not even midnight. I wondered what the rest of the night had in store for us, but as it happened there was no further coitus that evening. Carla produced another bottle of pink wine from her magic bag, and as Simone nuzzled under my arm on the couch the girls chain-smoked Marlboros, sipped Rose wine and chatted about girl stuff as I lay with Simone in my arms. I joined in occasionally, especially when we got to talking about music and films. Clothes and makeup were not areas I could really get involved in. As I lay there with Simone in my arms, I don't think I'd ever been that content in my life. As the time approached 3am, Carla headed to the bathroom. I hesitated. "Simone baby", I said quietly. "I don't know how we work this out, but I want you to be my girlfriend. I think you're a totally awesome person, and I don't want this to end." Simone smiled at me, then kissed me passionately. "Let's talk about this tomorrow" she said. "You need to get out the house by 11 so I can tidy up for mom. But if you are really serious, there's one thing we have to get out of the way. If you are REALLY serious, you're going to be in the mall at 4pm tomorrow afternoon. The seats by Sbarro. And you and Simon are going to have a long chat. Yes, Ronnie, SIMON. If you're not there by 4:30 I'll take it you've thought this through on your own, and I'll realize you are not the boy for me. I'll be sad but there will be no hard feelings, and this will always stay our secret". My heart skipped a beat. Then Carla walked back in the room. "OK, lovers how about some shut eye? Some of us have a shift starts at 12 noon, and I'm not risking a DUI. Girls upstairs, Ronnie, you've got the couch. Miss Blount show me to your dressing table. The way I get zits if I keep my make-up on all night you're giving me a pre-bed facial, girl." Carla glanced at me. "Not THAT kind of facial you dirty little boy!". All three of us laughed. Simone and Carla had one last cigarette then made ready to head upstairs. Simone gave me one last passionate kiss and left me to my thoughts. To be continued