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13: "Breaker, Breaker, one-nine"



[1977]  [tt1/11]





I had been invited to a science fiction convention as "Fan Guest of Honor".

I was truly honored and grateful.  Since the convention was going to pick up

my expenses at the convention, and this was a convention the girls and I

usually attended, we were able to redirect some of our convention money.



We decided to rent a car, to drive to the convention in style, rather than

drive my ancient LTD.



When we went to pick up the rental car at the airport, Judy spotted a sleek

convertible model on their lot.  After a bit of negotiation, we were able to

upgrade to the convertible, and drove off with it.



Out on the Interstate, with the top down and the sun brightly shining, we

were in seventh heaven.  I had to watch myself carefully, since I tend to

drive by the 'seat of my pants' rather than watch the spedometer.  This car

drove so smoothly that I was approaching ninety before my 'automatic'

reflexes kicked in, and alerted me to the fact I was going much too fast.



I pulled into the next rest area to readjust my mind-set (you know how you

feel when you go fast for a while; anything less than what you've been going

seems too slow...).  While I walked around the car, the girls made a pit

stop.



When Judy and Candy returned, I was still pacing around the car, looking at

the tires.  Judy asked, "What's this wire?" pointing at a wire extending from

the trunk area, with a wider plastic attachment about mid-way up its length.



"That looks like a radio antenna," I said. "Is there a CB radio in there?"



We looked under the dashboard, but no radio.  Then Candy looked under the

front passenger seat.  There was a microphone, and further back was the

radio.  The microphone had a channel indicator on it, and all of the controls

for the radio -- volume, channel, squelch, were located on the mike.  This

was one of those hidden, secret CB's that discouraged thieves.  Bright idea

for a convertible!



We hit the road again, and Judy (who was sitting in the front seat with me),

turned on the radio.



We listened to the chatter, scanning across the channels, until we hit

channel 19.  The talk on that channel was nonstop; it was the trucker's

channel, and apparently there was a convoy up ahead.



Since I worked in a scale house, and dealt with coal haulers all day, I knew

about CB radios; I even had a license, which most of the CB'ers of the day

did not have (even today).



We came up quickly to the rear of the convoy.  I took the microphone from

Judy.



"Breaker, Breaker one-nine," I said into the mike. "This is Dragonskin in the

four-wheeler raking the leaves.  Could I get a smoky report?"



"Roger, Dragonskin.  This here's Toad Frog." came the reply. " All reports

are clean and green to the state line.  Is that you in the red airhead?"



Airhead?  Oh.  The convertible.



"10-4, Toad Frog."



"And who are those two lovely ladies with you?"



I made up handles on the spot.  "Those are Pretty Kitty and Red Hot Mama."



"Bring 'em up here 'longside, and let me get a better look."



I glanced over at Judy.  She was smiling.  I glanced back to Candy, and she

was grinning like an alligator.  I pulled into the passing lane, and slid up

beside the cab of the truck.



The driver looked down at us and grinned.  He pulled his airhorn handle.



"Hoo-wee.  They sure are fine-looking ladies, Dragonskin."



Judy grabbed the mike from me.  "Thanks, Toad Frog."



"Y'all be careful out there.  Catch you on the flip-flop," called Toad Frog.



We sped up a bit, and passed by the truck.  He gave another blast on his

airhorn, and flashed his lights.  We put the car back in the right lane.



"We should have given him a show," Candy said.



"A show?" I asked.



"Yeah," said Judy.  She lay down on the front seat, her head on my hip.  She

put her feet on the armrest on the passenger door, bending her knees.  She

raised her skirt to the waist, revealing her panties.  "A show."



We were coming up behind another truck.  Judy pressed the transmit key.



"Breaker, Breaker, This is Pretty Kitty in the red airhead."



"Go ahead Pretty Kitty."



"Would you mind if we shook some leaves for you?"



"Not at all, pretty lady.  Come on around."



We swung into the passing lane and pulled up even with the cab.  The driver

glanced out his window, and his eyes popped out of his head.



Judy grinned, and rubbed her crotch with one hand, keying the mike with the

other.



"Now that you've seen my pretty kitty, you know how I got my handle."



"I got my handle in my hand, Pretty Kitty," the driver replied.  "I'm about

to choke my chicken."



I slid the car forward, and the truck sped up a bit.  "Don't go away so fast,

Pretty Kitty."



"Sorry, good buddy," Judy purred, "We have things to see and people to do."



"10-4, Pretty Kitty.  Three's on you."



We passed the truck and drove on.  Judy said, "That was exciting.  Candy,

next time, you try it."



But we were already coming up behind another truck, and I noticed that there

were about ten trucks rolling together ahead.



I mentioned this to Judy, and she sat up in her seat, and looked for herself.

She reached over the seatback and grabbed Candy, and the two of them

whispered to each other.



Then Judy reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties.  I glanced in

the rearview mirror, and saw Candy squirming around, and figured she was

doing the same.  Then Candy disappeared, so I knew she was lying on the seat.

Judy lay back in the same position she had previously taken, and raised her

skirt.



Her pubic hair now rippled in the breeze.  It was all I could do to stay on

the road, my eyes kept moving to the passenger seat.



"Easy now, Tom,"  Judy said.  "It's all yours anytime.  This show is for our

good buddies."



I pulled the car into the passing lane.



Judy keyed the mike.  "Good buddies eastbound, this is Pretty Kitty.  Stay in

the right lane and hold the double nickles while the red airhead passes.  And

look to your left.  10-4 and out."



She lay the mike down, and unbuttoned her blouse.  She wasn't wearing a bra.

I couldn't help it.  I dropped one hand to a breast, and tweaked her nipple.

It was rock hard.



Judy giggled.  "Ok, you can keep it there if you can keep us on the road.

Now let's go.  It's Showtime!"



I glanced back over the seatback at Candy.  She too, was sprawled across the

seat, her blouse and legs open.  She reached up beween the seat and the

driver's door and tickled my side.  "Let's roll!" she shouted over the

airstream.



We started passing the trucks.  As we rolled past the first, the driver

nearly climbed out his window.  He pulled his airhorn, two long blasts.  He

waved as we rolled up to the next truck.



The same thing happened as we passed each truck in line.  We left the convoy

behind as we sped on down the highway.



We drove on to the convention.



The chatter on the CB channel kept talking about the "two beavers in the red

airhead", and how lucky the bearded guy was.  I had to agree.



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14: "Chicago Heights"



[1977]   [tt2/9]





Candy, Judy and I travelled to Chicago for a convention.



The convention was held in a huge downtown hotel.  Personally, I have never

been to New York City; Chicago is the biggest city to which I have journeyed.

The tall buildings amazed me.



Late that Saturday night, Judy and I were strolling through the hotel, which

was not only filled with science fiction fans, but there was another

convention in the hotel, too, some Hypnotist convention.  The faans at the

convention referred to them as Mesmer-Con.



Anyway, we rode the elevator to the top floor, hoping to find a party there

where we could get a look outside.  The hotel was quite tall, and we knew we

should be able to get a good view of the city.



We strolled through the corridor, but all of the rooms must have been taken

by hypnotists, because there were no parties.  But as we walked back toward

the elevator, I noticed a door marked unobtrusively, "roof".



I tried the door.  It opened easily.



We walked up a short flight of stairs, opened another door, and voila!  We

were outside.



The "roof" was't the actual roof of the hotel; there was another story, but

this was the way to access the top section.  There was a narrow walkway,

about 4 or 5 feet wide, all around the top of the hotel, and a waist-high

wall kept us from walking over the edge.



We leaned on the wall, looking out toward the lake, looking at the lights of

the city.  In the distance, another tall building read "Playboy".  Judy

pointed it out to me.



As we stood there in the wind, I slipped my arm around Judy's waist.  She

turned toward me, and I took her into my arms for a deep, wet kiss.



Judy broke the kiss.  She looked around, and made sure noone was around, then

reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties, dropping them in her bag.

She took my hand and led me to a corner of the rooftop wall, and facing the

wall, pulled me up behind her.



She leaned on the wall, looking over the edge.



"Come on, Tom," she whispered.  "Do me on the roof."



I raised her full skirt up over her ass.  Small goosebumps appeared on the

naked flesh.  I rubbed my hands over her ass, then down her crack, slipping

my finger into her pussy.  She was really wet, and the contrast of the heat

of her pussy against the coldness of her ass was striking.



"Do me, Tom.  Fuck me on the roof."



I unzipped my pants, and pulled out my cock, which was straining for freedom.



Judy bent over a little further, and I slipped my penis between her vaginal

lips.  She pushed back against me, and my cock slipped fully into her.



She held the edge of the wall, as I started stroking, pumping my cock into

her hot pussy.



"Yes!" she said, "Yes! Oh god, yes!"



We both heard the door open.  She straightened up a bit, and I moved up close

behind her, letting her skirt drop down to cover the bare skin, but keeping

my cock inside her.



Another couple walked out onto the roof.  I held Judy tightly as she squeezed

my cock inside her pussy.  The other couple looked over at us, and moved

around to the far side of the roof, behind the stairwell, so that they were

out of sight.



I began stroking inside her again, and I could feel her start to shiver with

her oncoming orgasm.  I reached around her body, and put my fingertips on her

clit, making small circles over her engorged nubbin.



"Mmmmm," she said, "Mmmmm....aaaaahhhhhh!"



Her pussy clamped down on my cock as she orgasmed.  She breathed hard through

her clenched teeth, in order not to vocalize her pleasure.



I started to come inside her, my cock spurting its load as she leaned against

the wall, panting with the force of her orgasm.



I moved up against her as she straightened, pulling my wilting cock from her

cunt.  Her skirt fell down, covering her ass.  I put my cock back into my

pants and zipped up, then held Judy tightly, looking out over the city

lights.



As we stood there, I heard a female cry of passion from the other side of the

roof.  Judy looked up at me and smiled.



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15: "Dream a Little Dream..."



[1977]  [tt2/19]





I awoke to a strange electronic bleep; I sat up in the bed and looked around.

The room was familiar, and yet strange.  I glanced down at my body, and saw

that I was dressed in a gold velour shirt, black trousers bloused into high

black boots.



I jumped up off the bed, and glanced into a mirror mounted on one wall.  The

visage of James T. Kirk gazed back at me.  I smiled; the image smiled back.

It was me.  I was Kirk, and I was Tom, and I was confused.



The ambient sounds of the Captain's quarters aboard the Starship Enterprise

were fairly simple, actually.  There was the gentle throb of the engines, a

whisper of air passing through the air circulator.



The electronic bleep happened again.  It came from a communicator panel.  I

slapped at the "acknowledge" button.  "Kirk here," I said.



"Spock here, Captain."  the voice buzzed over the intercom. "Now entering

orbit above Ficus III; the landing party now assembling in Transporter Room

two."



"On my way," I said, marvelling at the fact that I talked just like William

Shatner.



I walked out the door, and uncertain of the direction to the turbolift, I let

instinct take control, and turned left.  As I passed one door, it opened, and

out stepped Dr. McCoy.



McCoy was grumbling, as he almost bumped into me.  "Plant people...? What's

the Federation coming to?"



I fell into step with him, and we reached the turbolift.  McCoy glanced at

me, then said "Deck 7".  The turbolift whined.



We rode in silence, and when the doors opened, we walked down the corridor

and turned toward a door, which whisked open at our approach.



Inside the transporter room were Scotty, Spock, Chekov and M'ress.  Spock

handed McCoy and me hand phasers and communicators.  We slipped them on the

belt under our shirts, and stepped up on the platform.



"Ready, sir," Scotty said.



I nodded.  "Energize."



The worlds swirled and after a moment of stasis, we were Elsewhere.  We were

outdoors, under a clear green sky.  We were standing on a paved circle, from

which radiated three paths.



There were four beings off to the left, and as they stepped closer, I could

see that they were humanoid; two arms, two legs, and a head.  Their faces

were flat, with a vertical ridge between the eyes to a horizontal slit.

Their skin, most of which was exposed, was green.



"Captain Kirrk, I prresume," one of them, apparently a leader, since only he

was wearing a golden necklace, said.



"I am Kirk," I said, "and you are..."



"I am Pziero."  He introduced his companions, including one he called his

'seedling', Pzora.  I introduced my crew, and we followed them into a great

hall.



Events blur, but throughout the discussions, Pzora kept making eyes at me.

The discussions finally broke up, as Pziero signed the agreements to apply

for membership in the Federation.  Spock and the others returned to the ship,

leaving me behind with the delegation.



The other Ficans disappeared, and I was now alone with Pzora.  I had

determined that Pzora was the female of her species, and a lovely one, at

that.  Her body was slim; no mammalian breasts, but her body had curves, and

there was a sway in her walk.



We walked together in the light of the twin moons, chit-chatting, until she

finally turned to face me, and asked, "How do humans reproduce?"



"That's a very complicated process," I tried to explain.  "We have male and

female, and they join, and..."



She reached up and pressed her face against mine.  "We do much the same.

Would you join with me?"



She stepped back, and unfastened the garment that covered her lower torso,

and it fell to the ground.  She stepped out of it.



Her crotch looked very much like a human's; there was a fine green hair in

the pubic area, but it appeared to grow "up" instead of lying "down" like a

human female's.



I was somewhat embarrassed, since we were out in the open, but she whispered,

"Please.  There is no one around."



She pressed close to me, and I felt my penis start to swell.  She felt it

too.



"Is this your joiner?" she asked, pressing my penis through the fabric of my

trousers.



"Yes."



"May I see it?"



I reached down and pressed the release tab on my trousers, and they opened

up.  My cock sprang out of my pants, and into her hand.



"How is this used?"



"We put this into the female organ."



"I am female.  Please join with me."



She sank to her knees, to get a better view of my penis.  Experimentally, she

touched it with her tongue.  My cock jerked at her touch.



"Did I hurt you?"



"No.  That was a reaction to pleasure."



"It pleasures you for me to touch you?"



"Yes.  Very much."



She touched my cock again with her tongue, running her tongue around the

head, then closed her lips around the tip of my cock.



My hips bucked involuntarily, pushing my cock deeper into her mouth.



She released my cock and looked up at me.  "Is this joining?"



"Almost," I replied.  I knelt down, and kissed her cheek.  I eased her down

to the soft ground.  I caressed her torso, moving my hand down toward her

crotch.  The pubic hair was soft, like blades of grass.  I moved further

down, slipping my hand between her thighs.



The spot where I presumed her vagina to be was smooth: no slit, no opening.

As my fingers slipped over the area, however, I felt a small bump.  It felt

warm, compared to the coolness of her skin.

 

She moaned.  Apparently it was a pleasurable spot.



I kissed my way down her torso, enjoying the slight scent of her skin.  The

skin of her torso was smooth and sleek, no hint of a navel.  The "hair" of

her pubic area did appear to be leaves, fine and supple.  When my mouth

reached her pubic area, she lifted her knees, opening her crotch.  I moved

around her, slipping between her thighs, and touched my tongue to the bump in

her groin.  It felt warmer to my tongue than to my fingers.



She moaned as I stroked the nubbin with my tongue, almost like going down on

the clitoris of a human female.  "Oooooh," she whispered, "I'm budding, I'm

budding!"



She arched her back, and I felt movement under my tongue.  I moved back, and

watched with fascination as the knot between her legs grew larger, extending

about two inches from her body, about two inches thick, like a short, erect

penis.  The tip of the stalk swelled, and then as I watched, the thing burst

open, a beautiful white flower.  The petals fluttered, open and closed, as

Pzora breathed.



"Pollenate me," she breathed.



"Pardon me?"



"Join with me," she said, sitting up, looking down at her flower-cunt.  She

looked up at me and smiled.  She pulled me toward her, then rolled me over on

my back.  She straddled my hips, and lowered her flower over the tip of my

penis.  The petals closed over my cock, and there was a feeling of suction.

The flower gripped my cock, and she gasped, and I started to ejaculate...







...into Judy's pussy, as my eyes opened to her smiling face.  She was sitting

on my hips, my cock buried deep inside her magic vagina.



"That must have been quite a dream," she grinned.  "You had this delicious

hard-on, and I couldn't resist trying to make you come without waking."



I reached up and pulled her over onto me, kissing her deeply.  "Beam us up,

Scotty." I whispered.



Judy snickered, and Candy moaned, and turned over in her sleep, draping one

arm over us.



We went back to sleep.  I was hoping to beam back to Ficus III.  There's a

flower I'd like to pick....



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16: "Mama Knows Best"



[1977]   [tt3/24]





"Remember," Judy said, earnestly, "Don't ask about my father.  You'll send

her into a crying fit."



Candy, Judy and I were pulling into Judith's driveway.  Judith was Judy's

mother.  Judy rarely mentioned her father; I got the impression that he was

deceased, but she had never revealed this fact.  She just didn't talk about

him.



This was to be our first meeting with Judy's mother.  Candy's folks were both

deceased, and they had just met my Dad, so we thought it only fair that we

should meet the other surviving parent.



What I wasn't prepared for, though, was the lady on the front porch.



Judy noticed my stare.  "I didn't tell you, did I?"



Judy's Mama could have been Dolly Parton.  Oversized breasts on a slim body,

and "big hair".



We climbed out of the car, and Judy dashed up ahead of us and hugged Judith.



"Mama, this is Candy," she said.



Candy stepped up and Judith held out her arms for a hug.  Candy stepped up

and hugged her.



"And this is Tom."



Judith held her arms wide, and I hugged her.  As we hugged, I felt Judith's

hand drop down to my backside, and she firmly squeezed my asscheek.  We were

turned in such a way that Judy and Candy did not see it.



"Well y'all, come on inside.  I've got supper waiting for y'all."



We went into the house into the most delightful scents of cooking.  She had

really piled food onto the table, and as Garrison Keillor described it, it

was like putting the straw in front of the goats.



We ate like we were starving.  Everything tasted so good.



After we stuffed ourselves, Candy, Judith and I sat around the family room.

Judy insisted on doing the dishes.  We chit-chatted for a while, until Candy

excused herself to go to the bathroom.



Judith grinned at me, and asked, softly, "Do you like older women?"



"What?"



"I said, do you like older women?"  She winked at me.  Her hands worked

quickly at the buttons of her blouse, and she opened it up.  Her breasts were

not as firm as they obviously used to be, but her aeroles were puffed up, and

her nipples were erect.  These weren't Dolly's breasts; these were naturally

large breasts, and I felt a reaction in my lap.



"Well?" she asked.



"What are you doing in there?" Judy's voice came from the kitchen.



"Nothing dear," Judith said, closing her blouse, but winking at me.  "Later,"

she whispered.





Later that evening, I drew Judy aside.  "What's with your mother?"



"What do you mean?"



"She propositioned me."



Judy giggled.  "She did?  That means she likes you.  What did you do?"



"Nothing."



"Did she show you her tits?"



I think I blushed.  "Yeah..."



"Good sign.  She's got a few bats upstairs, maybe.  But whenever I've brought

a guy around she's liked, she's shown them her tits."



"What am I supposed to do?  What if..."



"Look, you're a grown man.  Do what comes naturally."



"You mean..."



Judy grinned, and stepped up to me, wrapping one arm around my neck, the

other hand cupping my crotch.  "Just follow your instincts.  Trust me."







"Tom, would you give me a hand with some firewood?" Judith asked.  "I'd like

to put a fire in the fireplace tonight."



"Sure."  I got up and followed her out to the back of the house, where there

was a rick of well-seasoned wood.  She picked up several pieces of firewood

and stacked them in my arms.  When she had my arms loaded, she bent down in

front of me, and cupped her hand over my crotch.



"What are you doing?" I asked, nervously.



"Just checking the equipment," she grinned, standing up again.  "I think you

can handle the load."



"Do you mean the wood, or..."



"Shhhh," she smiled.  "Later."



She picked up a couple of pieces of the firewood, and I followed her back

into the house.  Judith expertly laid out a fire in the fireplace, and set it

alight.  Soon the room was basking in the heat and light of a real fire in a

fireplace.



We sat on a sofa, facing the fire.  Judy held my hand.  Judith sat down on

the other side of me, leaving Candy to sit in a relciner chair.



"I just thought of something," Judith said.  "I need to get some things down

from the attic, and since there's a man here to help me..."



Judy squeezed my hand.  I glanced at her, and she winked.



Judith put her hand on my thigh and squeezed it.  "Come on and give me a

hand, will you?"



I followed her down the short hallway, into a doorway.  Judith closed the

door behind us.  I looked around and realized we were in her bedroom.  I

turned around, and Judith had already removed her blouse, and her large

breasts were loaded and pointed at me.



She lunged toward me, pressing herself against my body, her mouth finding

mine, her hands behind my back, squeezing my asscheeks.  Her tongue parted my

lips, and pushed into my mouth.  She pushed backwards, and I stumbled

backwards, until we reached her bed, and I fell backwards on the bed.



She broke the kiss as I fell backwards, and she attacked the waistband of my

trousers, unzipped them and reached inside to wrap her fingers around my

cock.



She looked up into my face, and grinned.  "Your equipment seems to be

functioning."



She put her lips to the tip of my cock, and slowly drew my cock into her

mouth, her tongue active and swirling around the head.



She stood up and pulled off her skirt and white cotton panties.  Her pubic

hair was dark, in contrast to her bleached-blonde hair.  Her breasts bounced

as she climbed up into the bed, and knelt beside me.



"Well, son," she grinned at me.  "Why don't you get undressed?"



I stood up and took off my clothes, while watching Judith.  She lay on her

back, raised her knees, and parted them, revealing the pink of her pussy

buried beneath the dark fur of her pubic hair.



I climbed into the bed and between her thighs.  I leaned forward and kissed

her breasts, drawing one nipple and then the other into my mouth.  She

grabbed my head and held it between her breasts, pressing the soft globes to

the sides of my face.  I licked the skin between her breasts; it was smooth

and slightly salty.



She released her grip, and I moved my tongue down her belly, and into the fur

of her crotch, seeking the sweet-smelling wetness below.  My tongue rolled

over her clit; it was shaped much like Judy's -- prominent like the

proverbial 'man in the boat'.



I slid my tongue down into her pussy, and Judith moaned with pleasure.  She

held my head, and guided my mouth back up to her clit, so I fastened my lips

around her clit, and began flicking it with my tongue.



She began to rock her hips slightly, building up a rhythm with my tongue

movements, then she grunted, "closer, closer.... uh, uh, unnnnnnnhhhhhhhh!"



She arched her back as she climaxed, releasing my head.  I moved back a

little, and watched her body quiver, her eyes closed, her breasts shaking

like jello molds.  She looked up through heavy-lidded eyes and smiled,

raising her arms, inviting me closer.



I slid up her body, kissing those large breasts again, then sank into a deep

kiss.  My cock sought out her opening, and found it like a heat-seeking

missile, sliding deep into her pussy.



She held me tight as we kissed, my cock held deep in her pussy.  She rolled

us over so that I was on my back.  She pushed herself up, and gathering her

legs under her, began bouncing up and down on my shaft, her breasts bouncing

heavily.



I didn't take long; her pussy was amazingly tight, and the view of those

bouncing breasts -- I exploded inside her, my back arching.  She fell forward

over me, kissing me again.  We caught our breath; then she rolled over and

off the bed.



She pulled on her skirt, not bothering with panties, and retrieved her

blouse.  I got up and put my pants and shirt back on.  She kissed me one more

time, then led me back into the room where Candy and Judy were.  Candy had

moved over onto the sofa, her head on Judy's shoulder.



"I approve of this guy," Judith said, winking at Judy.



Judy grinned up at her.



"Now, what about your other friend?"  Judith grinned back at her.



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17: "Birthday Morning"



[1977]  [tt1/12]





I love the month of September, especially here in the eastern United States,

where the weather starts cooling off from the scorching hot days of August,

and the first hints of the cool fall nights come wafting in as the sun sets.



I love the way the trees start to change color.  I love the way the kids rush

off to a new year of school with new hopes, new expectations.  I love high

school football weather, when you can sit in the stands, and not freeze your

buns off.



I love September for Labor Day, the last holiday of summer.  And the State

Fair, where I spent many a happy 4-H club day.  There's World Science Fiction

Con, whether I go to it or not.



And I love September, because it's my birthday.



Oh, sure, now I'm getting older, I'm not supposed to enjoy my birthday any

more.



It's not the birthdays I mind, though.  It's the fact that the years between

them get shorter.



This particular year, my birthday fell on Labor Day.  It seems to do that

more often than it should, since it should logically only do so every 7

years.  But Leap year does strange things to the calendar.



So I didn't have to work on my birthday, and neither did my two girls.



[Yes, I'm still using the term "girls" here.  It is not a pejorative term in

my book.  The two women in my life are anything but anti-feminist.  They knew

and still know what I mean by the term.  It is a term of affection.  If you

don't like it, go to hell.]



I woke up that particular birthday morning alone.  I wasn't used to doing

that much any more, since one or the other, or both, of my girls slept with

me.  I hadn't been alone the night before.



So I woke up alone, and stared at the ceiling.  Morning light was coming

through the window, so I knew I hadn't slept past noon.  There was sound

coming from the direction of the kitchen, so I knew the girls were up. They

didn't want to wake me, I supposed, then remembered my birthday.



I got up and walked naked to the bathroom to do my morning business.



Had I mentioned that we generally did walk about naked in the house?  We had

nothing to hide from each other, and the girls were now getting damn proud of

their bodies.  Each had lost weight, and were now approaching the point where

men were turning their heads on the street to look them over. They seemed to

enjoy the attention.



We had three bathrobes on hooks just around the corner from the front door.

If anyone came to the door, we could grab a robe.  Otherwise, we went naked.

Nudity is not necessarily sexy; the sexiest women in history were clothed.

We weren't nudists, as such, but we just felt more comfortable that way.



So when I showered off, and towelled myself dry, and stepped out of the

bathroom naked, it was nothing unusual.



For me.



As for the girls, Judy and Candy were dressed.



But how they were dressed!  Judy had on a bright red negligee, which fastened

with hooks around her bust, to lift and accentuate her lovely breasts.

Although the negligee was floor length, it was slit up one side to her hip.

The whole edge of the slit and the bodice were trimmed in black lace.



Candy was dressed in an almost identical outfit, except that her colors were

reversed.  Her negligee was black, and trimmed in red lace.  The bodice of

her gown didn't quite cover her nipples, (which I have mentioned, or should I

say gushed, were over an inch long when erect) and those magnificent nipples

were sticking out over the lace.



Nudity is not as sexy as being dressed, necessarily.  Thank heaven for big

girls!



They sang the "Happy Birthday" song, and then one I had taught them on their

birthdays from a childhood television show:



     Happy Happy Birthday, may all your dreams come true,

     Happy Happy Birthday, from all of us to you,

     May you have happy birthdays All your whole life through,

     Happy Happy Birthday, to you!



Then they both started to blow out my birthday candle, which after seeing

their outfits, had sprung to life.



Judy won the race, and knelt in front of me, grabbing the cheeks of my ass,

and plunging my rod deeply into her mouth.  Candy stepped over behind her,

and straddling Judy's body, embraced me, and kissed me, pushing her sweet

tongue almost all the way back to my throat.



Judy started moving her head forward and backward, sucking on my penis.  On

each backstroke, she would bump Candy's groin.



I began to grow weak at the knees.  As the girls sensed this, they pulled

away, each one taking a hand, and led me into Judy's bedroom.



I sat down on Judy's bed.  Judy took a position directly in front of me, and

started back again on my cock.  Candy pushed my body back onto the bed, and

straddled my head, pulling her negligee off to the side by way of the slit up

to her hip, and held her luscious pussy just over my face.  She was so wet

already that she started dripping honey into my mouth.  My lips found her

hooded clit, and my tongue worked its way under it.  Her clit grew under my

tongue, and more honey flowed from her pussy and down my face.



As Judy felt my scrotum tighten, she stopped her work on my cock, and pinched

the tip the way she had done before, and my ejaculation stopped.



As Judy did this, Candy saw an opportunity, and leaned forward.  She caught

my dick between her lips, and held the tip of my penis just between her lips

for a moment, sucking lightly on just the tip.



Then, in one movement, she let my penis go all the way into her mouth. until

it was all the way in to the base.  Candy had never deep throated me before.

By the time this registered on me, she was pulling back, swallowing hard.



But she didn't let it stop her.  Apparently she had been practicing, getting

her gag reflex under control.  Maybe--probably--Judy was helping her.  She

tried again, and took me completely in her mouth.  This time she didn't gag,

and just pulled back enough to hold my penis in her mouth, and swirl her

tongue around the tip.



Touched by this gesture in more than a physical way, I lay into her pussy in

earnest now, putting everything I had into sucking her clit.  I slid one hand

up her leg, and was able to place one finger at the entrance to her asshole,

but because of her position, I was not able to either push it in, or move

down to put it in her pussy.



I was about to come again.  Judy had been watching intently, with one hand on

my testicles, and as they tightened, she motioned Candy away and pinched me

again.



I motioned for Candy to roll over, and she slid off my face, and onto her

back, turning her pussy toward me.  She lay one leg across my chest, with one

asscheek at my shoulder, the other leg bent at the knee, with her foot behind

my head, so that I could turn my head and eat her pussy sideways, which I

did, plunging my tongue deep within her pussy.



I could now reach her pussy with my hand, and while I fucked her with my

tongue, I fingered her hooded clit.



"Mmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggghhhhhh!"  Her moans were loud, and I could feel

her body start to tremble, and then a spurt of honey from her pussy signalled

the big one.  She came, bucking her pussy into my chin.



Judy got up off the floor and helped Candy swing her legs around so that she

was lying on her back at the foot of the bed.  Then Judy lay herself down at

the head of the bed, her head on the pillows, her legs lifted up and back,

and her pussy near my head.



I took that as an invitation.  I leaned over and started to caress her clit

with my tongue.  I put an inquisitive finger between her labia, and found the

wetness within.  My fingers plunged in, and Judy moaned in pleasure.



Candy roused from the ecstacy of her massive orgasm, and reached around me to

grab hold of my cock.  She gently caressed it, slowly stroking it.  With her

other hand, she slipped her fingers between her legs for lubrication, then

between my asscheeks.  She wiped the honey from her pussy over my asshole,

then started working her finger into my anus.



Judy started to come.  Her pussy grabbed my fingers, and I felt the

contractions start hard and fast.  Candy, upon hearing Judy's orgasmic moans,

withdrew her finger and rolled me over on my back.  The back of my neck was

now resting on Judy's pussy, and she brought her legs down, catching my

shoulders by putting her feet under my armpits.  Candy mounted my erection,

and started long, slow strokes up and down.



Candy leaned forward, and licked Judy's juices off my lips, and kissed me

deeply, while still making those long, rhythmic strokes.  The motion of our

bodies was also restimulating Judy, who came again.  Then Candy started to

come, and her pussy contracted around my cock.  That was all it took for me.

I started to come, and sprayed load after load of hot spunk into Candy's

pussy.



We lay there entangled for a long time, then rearranged ourselves side by

side for a nap.



When we awoke, we went into the kitchen to fix some breakfast.  I was still

admiring the girl's outfits.  Judy caught me looking, and smiled.



"We have one for you, too."



"You expect me to wear a lacy negligee?"



"No, silly."  Judy left the kitchen and came back with a gift wrapped box.

"Happy birthday from Candy and me."



I looked at the wrapping.  It was marked "Frederick's of Hollywood".  I

opened the package.  Inside were several items.  One was a sheer, black pair

of briefs, another was a leopard-skin-patterned loin cloth, and the third was

a sheer black pouch, like a jockstrap, with no back.



Which one should I put on?  I turned to Judy.  "Which one do you like best?"

I asked her.  She looked at me and smiled, then picked up the pouch.  "Candy,

which is your favorite?"



"I like that one, too."



So I put on the pouch.  It fit snugly around my waist, and enclosed my cock

and balls.  A single strap in back fit between my asscheeks.  The effect made

my cock look bigger, because it pushed it up and forward.  I modeled it for

the girls.



"Looks good enough to eat," Judy smiled.



"Not now, though.  Breakfast is ready," Candy grinned.



============================================================================



18: "New Orleans Night"



[1978]   [tt1/13]





If you've been following these stories, you might surmise that we attend a

lot of science fiction conventions for the sex.



You're right.



Judy even had a t-shirt made up once that said "The hell with SCIENCE

FICTION, I'm only here for the SEX!"



That got her a lot of invitations, some of which she took advantage of.



We were at another convention, this one in the Crescent City, the home of

Jazz, the French Quarter...  New Orleans.  Not that it makes a hell of a lot

of difference, since if you're a real sf fan, you don't leave the hotel.



We were forced this time to share a single room, although we usually took out

two adjoining rooms.



Judy alluded to the code we used in our last story.  We each would wear a

rubber band around our wrists when we were trolling.  If we were using the

room, we would put our rubber band over the doorknob, and the others would

avoid the room for a while.  The rubber bands were different colors, so we

knew who was using the room.  However, we were not selfish, and would not use

the room all night, shutting out the others.



We usually got by just fine, thank you.



This particular convention, on Friday night I met a cute little girl from

Tulsa, named Janie.  We talked a long time in the convention suite, and as

the hour got late, someone turned the lights down, and we were drinking, and

one thing led to another, and Janie and I began necking.



We were not the only ones in the room doing the same thing.



One of the concom (convention committee) came into the suite and turned on

the lights.  She announced to the various couples scattered around the room

that the consuite was not the necking parlor, and that we should find more

suitable places.



Janie and I looked at each other, and she nodded, and I led her to my room.

I checked the knob.  No bands.  We went inside, and before I closed the door,

I slipped the band off my wrist onto the knob.



I turned on a lamp for a little illumination, and I sat down in the chair by

the window.  Janie sat on my lap, and we resumed necking.



I gently put my hand on her shoulder, and as we kissed, I slipped it down her

front, until I had it on her breast.  It was soft and warm under my hand, and

I could feel the nipple under my palm get hard beneath her clothing.



She moved one hand down my neck to the front of my shirt, and slipped open

the first button, then the second.  She slipped her hand inside my shirt,

stroking my chest, and found my nipple, and pinched it.  My nipple poked out,

expanding under her touch.



I moved my hand from her breast to her waistline, and gently pulled the hem

of her top from her jeans.  I slipped my hand inside her blouse, caressing

the soft skin of her belly and side, working my way up her side.



I found the edge of her bra, and slid my hand around her to her back, but the

back was smooth.  No hook.  I slowly moved back around to the front, and

found the clasp between her breasts.  I snapped it open, and the cups fell

away from her breasts under her blouse.



Caressing her breast, I gently took her nipple between my fingers, and

twisted it between my fingers.  She moaned, and twisted her butt in my lap.



She broke our kiss, and leaned up to whisper in my ear.  "Turn out the

lights, and let's get into bed."



She got up off my lap, and stepped around to the far side of the bed.  She

slipped her blouse over her head, and took off her bra.  I caught a glimpse

of her lovely breasts before I clicked off the lights.



Quickly undressing, I slipped into my side of the bed, and she slipped into

her side.  Her body, naked, was warm against mine.  She slid in close to me,

and we kissed again.  My hands roamed over her back while we kissed, then

lower, to cup the cheeks of her ass.  I rolled over on my back, and she lay

atop me, my hands holding onto her ass, and her arms around my neck.



She rotated her hips against me, rolling my penis between our bodies.  Precum

from my erection left little tracks of wetness on our abdomens.  I rolled us

over, so that she was on her back, and kissed my way down her neck to her

breasts.  I alternated sucking on her tits, which were small, apple-sized,

just a handful of happiness.  Her nipples were firm.



I kissed on down her body, tickling her navel with my tongue, until I reached

her pubic hair, which was short and curly.  I licked a channel through her

curls, reaching the tip of her slit.



Janie tucked her knees up, and separated them, to allow me to move further

down.  I tickled her clit, and slide my tongue down the slick interior of her

crack, past her pisshole, to push my tongue as deeply as I could into her

pussy.  Janie's breath became shallow.  I moved back up to her clit, and

rolled my tongue over her clit, which became erect under my ministrations.



I slipped a finger into her cunt, smelling the sweet honey of her pussy.  I

felt her start to vibrate, and I started moving my finger in and out as I

tickled her clit with my tongue.  The contractions started in earnest, and

she bucked her pussy up to my mouth.  I took out my finger, and grabbed her

by the hips.



"Uh!  Uh!  AHHHH!  Ahhhhh!" she gasped. "Oh, gosssssh!"



The contractions slowed.  I crawled up beside her, and she wrapped her arms

around my neck.  She kissed me, licking her juices from my mouth and chin.



Then, pushing me over to my back, she kissed her way down my body, pausing to

tickle my navel with her tongue the way I had hers, until she reached my

cock.  She took the tip of my penis into her mouth, tickling the pisshole

with her tongue, licking off the remains of the precum.



She slowly took more of my penis into her mouth, moving her tongue over its

surface, coating it all with spit.  Then she slowly started moving in and

out, sucking gently as she moved.



After a few wonderful moments of this, she sat up, and keeping my cock in her

hand, moved forward until she was straddling my hips, and lowered herself

onto my shaft.



Her pussy was warm and it was tight, but it was wet and slippery, and it slid

over my shaft, until her pubic bone was against mine.  My eyes had adjusted

to the small amount of light filtering in through the closed curtains in the

room, and I could see her small breasts jiggle, as she slid up and down my

cock.  There was a small smile on her face.



She leaned forward to kiss me, and I grabbed hold of her breasts with both

hands.  She gyrated her hips in a small circle, pulling me into and out of

her pussy.  She wrapped her arms around my neck, then flipped us over so that

she was on her back.  She wrapped her legs around my hips, and I started

moving in and out, a wonderfully tight, warm and wet fit.



Janie arched her back, and her pussy gripped me tightly, as she sucked in her

breath through her teeth.  "Oh, my gosh!" she gasped, "Aaaaahhhh!"



As she came, her vagina contracted around my penis, and pushed my buttons,

and I began to gush into her.  I held myself over her, supporting my weight

on my elbows.  She still had her arms around my neck.  She released her legs

from around my hips, and lowered them to the bed.  We then rolled over to our

sides, and she tangled her legs around mine.  She relaxed into my arms and I

heard her breath even out, and she drifted into a light sleep.



She didn't hear it, or at least didn't move when I heard it, but the door to

the hotel room opened.  I felt a tap on my shoulder, and Judy's voice in my

ear.  "It's just me.  I'll get in the other bed."



I nodded, not wanting to wake Janie.  I was lying with my back toward the

other bed, and it was dark.  I was just enjoying holding this lovely young

woman in my arms.



============================================================================



19: "Surprise!!"



[1978]    [tt1/14]





There was a squeaking in the other bed.  I thought it was just Judy getting

into bed, but it continued much longer than that.  So I slowly rolled Janie

and me over, not disturbing Janie's sleep.  I was now on my back, and Janie's

head rested on my shoulder, her shoulder tucked into my armpit.



I looked over to my left toward the other bed.  In the dim light, I could see

the outline of two bodies in the bed.  One was Judy, the other was a man that

I could not recognize in the dark.  Judy was on top, straddling the man's

hips.  His hands were on her breasts, and he was tweaking her nipples between

his fingers.



She slid down his body, until her mouth was over his cock.  She took his cock

into her mouth, and quietly started to suck on it.  After a few moments, I

saw his back arch, and Judy stopped sucking him and pinched the end of his

penis, in a way I knew was stopping his orgasm.  She had done it to me often

enough.



They swapped positions, and Judy lay on her back with her knees raised.  I

saw the man kneel down between her legs, and his head disappeared between her

thighs.



Judy moaned, softly, once, and caught herself.  I saw her hand go to her

mouth, and she looked over in my direction.  She saw me watching, and I could

see the trace of a smile on her face in the dim light.



Judy pulled on the man's head, and he crawled up her body, kissing her

breasts on his way up.  He slipped his penis into her cunt, because I could

see Judy's reaction.  He started slow strokes, his head buried into the far

side of Judy's neck.



I felt a movement on my shoulder, looked down, and could see that Janie was

awake and watching the pair on the other bed.  She started caressing my chest

with her free hand, then slid her hand down my body to my cock.



Responding to her touch, my cock started to become erect again.  Janie looked

at my face, I looked at her, and she smiled.  She slid over on top of me, and

allowed my penis to penetrate her warm pussy.  She lay still, not moving at

all,apparently just wanting to experience the feeling of having her pussy

full.



There was a grunt from the other bed as the man came.  Judy whispered into

his ear, and he looked over at our bed.



Janie was lying on my body, her legs tucked up under her, a knee on each side

of my waist.  My cock was in her pussy.  Judy and her guy got up from their

bed and came over to ours.  Judy crawled up the foot of our bed between my

legs.



Judy bent over, and kissed Janie's asshole, which was open to be touched.  At

her first contact, Janie was startled, but Judy's touch was gentle, tracing

Janie's anus with her tongue, then moving lower, going down Janie's crack and

my cock, ending by taking my balls into her mouth.



Judy was crouched on the foot of the bed, much in the same position that

Janie was in atop me, with her knees under her.  Her ass was hanging over the

foot of the bed, and her companion (whose name was Bob, I found out later)

took this as an invitation, and slipped his erection into Judy's open pussy.



He began slow, even strokes, that pushed Judy forward into Janie, forcing

Janie to slide up my cock.  They got their movements into rhythm quickly.

Bob would stroke, Judy would bury her tongue into Janie's cunt behind my

cock, and Janie would slide forward, then back, and bump Judy back into Bob.



I held Janie in place, and I felt her start to shiver, as the movement she

was making rubbed her clit between my cock and abdomen.  She arched her back

as she started to come, gripping my penis with her pussy.



Janie then slid up my body, letting my cock slide out of her cunny, and

kissed me.  Judy took hold of my cock, and placed the tip within her mouth

without losing a beat in the rhythm.  Without Janie in the mix, the tempo of

the rhythm picked up, and Bob stroked, Judy sucked, taking me deep within her

mouth.  I heard Bob moan, then grunt as he came within Judy's pussy.  Judy

put her hand between her legs as Bob pulled out, and tweaked her clit as she

continued to suck on my cock.



I felt my balls tighten, and I started to come in Judy's mouth.  I could hear

Judy's moans as she started to come, too, with a little help from her own

fingers.



Judy crawled up beside me on the bed, and Bob crawled in beside her.  Janie

was still lying on top of me, but rolled to my other side.



As we lay there together, basking in the afterglow, the door to the hotel

room opened, and Candy's voice rang out.



"All right, you guys, what do TWO rubber bands mean?"



==========================================================================



20: "New Orleans Heat"



[1978]    [tt1/15]





Don't be concerned about Candy.  She had spent the evening with two guys in

their room.  But that's another story, and one I won't go into here.



New Orleans is a wonderful town.  I love it.  We were staying at a hotel very

near the French Quarter, and Bourbon Street.



On Saturday night, Janie joined Judy, Candy and me as we explored Bourbon

Street.  There were the larger, crowded places, where we poked our heads in

for a few minutes, but we ended up at a small strip-joint, where there was a

pretty good jazz band performing, and some slim young things gyrating on

stage.



Judy, for some reason, was watching the stripper closely.  The stripper got

down to pasties and g-string, and then left the stage.  Another girl came on

stage and began dancing.  This one too got down to pasties and g-string, and

she continued to dance, making the tassels on her pasties revolve in opposite

directions.  Judy was fascinated.



We tumbled out of the strip joint, and went up the street toward the hotel.

There was a small grill still open near the hotel, called the Hummingbird

Grill, so we went in for a bite to eat.  Surprisingly, considering the decor

(or lack of decor) in the grill the food was excellent.  As we ate, a woman

came in the grill and sat at a nearby table.



Judy looked up at her, then said "excuse me a minute", and went over to the

table and spoke to the woman.  The woman listened, then nodded, and left the

grill.  She returned a few minutes later, and handed Judy a box.  Judy gave

her some money, and the two of them laughed.



Judy came back to the table, and tucked the small box in her bag.  She

refused to talk about it.



We finished eating, and headed back to the hotel.  We checked out the

proceedings at the masquerade, and when the costumes proved a little boring

(we had seen many of them at previous conventions), we went up to our room.



Judy took Candy into the bathroom to "show her something", leaving Janie and

me alone.  Janie wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me.  I backed

into a chair, and she draped herself over my lap, not releasing the kiss.



Candy came out of the bathroom, and began humming "The Stripper".



"Da da dum, dada da dum, da de dum, dada de dum..."



Janie broke our kiss to watch, as Judy stepped out of the bathroom, and began

to strip.  She unbuttoned her blouse, and dropped it to the floor, revealing

her bra.  Then she unzipped her skirt, and stepped out of it.  Now in bra and

panties, she turned around backwards, and dropped her panties.  I could see

that she was wearing a stipper's g-string.



Now I realized who the woman was in the grill!



Judy unhitched her bra, and slid it off, then turned around.  She was wearing

the tasselled pasties that the stripper had worn in her act.



Judy tried to twirl the tassels, and managed to get them both going in the

same direction, but she was having trouble getting them to go in opposite

directions.



We all laughed at her attempts.  As we watched her try, Janie's hand dropped

down to my crotch, and she caressed my penis through my clothing.



Judy came over to Janie and me, and began dancing around our chair.  She

shook her tassles in my face, and I caught one of them in my teeth.  It came

off, and Judy's naked nipple popped out, erect.



Janie took the pastie from my teeth, and stuck it to her forehead.



As we laughed, Judy moved behind the chair, and cradled my head between her

tits.  She ran her hands down my chest, and started fumbling with the buttons

on my shirt.



Candy stepped over to the chair, and gently started removing Janie's

clothing.  Janie was a little shy, and asked that the lights be turned down.



Candy reached over and turned out the lamp, leaving only a dim lamp in the

far corner of the room.  Janie slipped out of her blouse, and I snapped the

hook on the front of her bra, releasing her small breasts.  The nipples were

erect, and I caressed them with my fingertips.



Candy stood up and undressed, dropping her clothing beside the chair.  She

stood in front of the chair, and Janie slipped her hand between Candy's

thighs, and slid it upward toward her crotch.



Candy moaned as Janie's hand reached her pussy, and Janie's thumb caressed

her clit.  She reached down and took one of Janie's nipples in her fingers.



Janie's other hand, meanwhile, was rubbing my cock through my clothing, and

Judy was fumbling with my shirt, reaching around from the back of the chair.



I motioned to Candy toward the bed with a jerk of my head, and she nodded.

Candy moved over to the bed and pulled back the bedspread and blankets,

leaving just the sheet.



I picked up Janie in my arms and carried her to the bed, laying her gently in

the center of the bed.  I unfastened her trousers, and pulled them off,

leaving her in just her panties.



Candy slid into the bed next to her, and removed the tassled pastie from

Janie's forehead, kissing the spot where it had been stuck.



Janie slipped her hand again between Candy's thighs, and Candy lifted her

upper knee, to allow Janie to move her hand freely up her thigh to Candy's

pussy.



Judy took off the other pastie and the g-string, and climbed into the bed on

Janie's other side.



I slipped up the foot of the bed, and gently removed Janie's panties.  Judy

and Candy were caressing Janie's breasts and nipples, as I raised Janie's

knees, and put my head between her thighs.  I tongued Janie's clit, then slid

my tongue down her slit to her vaginal opening, pushing my tongue as deeply

as I could into her sweet wetness.



Janie now had her thumb against Candy's clit, and was moving it in a circular

motion.  Judy moved up Janie's body, and squatted over Janie's face.  She

gently lowered herself onto Janie's mouth, and Janie responded by sucking on

Judy's clit.



Candy began sucking on Janie's breast, as I continued to tongue Janie's

pussy, moving between her honeyhole and her clit.  I felt Janie start to

quiver, then a squirt of honey was released from her cunt as Janie began to

vibrate.  Judy raised herself off of Janie's mouth.  I moved up Janie's body,

and kissed her other breast.  Judy moved away from Janie's head, as I flipped

over on my back.  Then Judy squatted over my mouth, and I started sucking on

her clit.  I could sense that she was close to coming, as she started

vibrating immediately.



Janie turned toward Candy, and began to stroke Candy's pussy, using her thumb

to fuck Candy's cunt.



Candy lay back, and Janie moved over her, taking Candy's long nipples into

her mouth, then moving downward, kissing her way down to Candy's crotch.



Janie latched onto Candy's hooded clit, and began to suck.  I could feel

Candy start to shake, as Judy came, explosively, releasing a stream of honey

over my nose and face.  Judy collapsed forward, with her head near my cock.



Candy came, shivering, with Janie's ministrations to her clit.  Janie crawled

up Candy's body, and held her tightly, as Judy raised her head and took my

penis into her mouth.



Judy was crouched over my body, with her cunt near my chin, as her head moved

up and down over my shaft.  Candy and Judy watched for a moment, then Janie

moved over to my crotch, as Candy slipped up to Judy's ass.



Candy slipped a finger into Judy's pussy for lubrication, then slowly worked

her finger into Judy's ass, as Judy continued to orally stroke my cock.



Janie cupped my balls in her hands.



Judy stopped for a moment to savor the feelings Candy was producing by

pushing her finger in Judy's ass, and Janie took over on my cock.  Her mouth

was smaller, and she could not take me as deeply as Judy, but she made up for

it by stroking the lower shaft with her hand as she sucked on the tip of my

cock.



Judy rolled off of me toward Candy, pulling Candy's finger from her ass.

Candy slipped between Judy's open thighs, and started tonguing Judy's pussy.



I sat up a bit, and took Janie's shoulders, pulling her up my body.  I kissed

her lips, and she put her arms around my neck.



I moved to a sitting position, and Janie sat on my lap, her legs wrapped

around my back.  I lifted her up, and slipped my cock into her pussy.  She

settled back into my lap with a pleasured sigh.



Judy was on her back, with Candy between her thighs.  She sat up a little,

and directed Candy to turn around.  Candy moved around into a sixty-nine

position, and Judy fastened onto Candy's clit as Candy did Judy's.



Janie and I rocked back and forth a bit, moving my cock slowly in and out of

her pussy.  Janie shivered a little, and then arched her back, pressing her

breasts into me, as contractions started in her pussy.  We stopped rocking as

she came, her pussy clamping my cock in place.



I whispered to her to hang on, and she gripped my hips with her legs and

wrapped her arms around my neck.



I slid off the bed to my feet, turned around, and put Janie's back to the

mattress.  She released her hold, and I stood beside the bed and started to

stroke my dick in and out of her warm and wet hole.



Janie reached back, and was able to take hold of one of Judy's breasts and

one of Candy's.



I heard Judy gasp, followed by Candy, as each of them came.



Then I started to come, pumping Janie's pussy full.  My sperm oozed out

around my dick.



We untangled, then lay down again together, me in the middle, with little

Janie draped over me and Judy and Candy on each side.  Candy pulled a

topsheet over us and we slept.



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