Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. <HTML><PRE><FONT COLOR="#000000" BACK="#ffffff" SIZE=3>Winter Heat (Part 5) --------------------- "Pretty amazing dream" Said Tammy. "Is this one of your experiences? Or have you ever tried to make it a reality?" "No" I said, and paused. Karen added "It would be a delicious experience". I felt myself getting very excited again by these ladies. In my mind I sampled the various scenarios that I wanted with each of them alone, and together. Feeling the need to probe further, I asked each of them to tell me the most bizarre erotic thing that has happened to them. When Tammy heard this she blushed and shot a glance at Karen. Karen gazed out of the corner of her eye at me with that sensuous grin of hers. "You go first Karen" I said. Karen looked at Tammy and they both smiled. I noticed that the two of them were connecting on some inside experience. "I think what I'm going to tell you is the same experience Tammy had on her mind. " warned Karen, smiling wider. "Go on" I quickly said. ---Karen's Story--- Karen: Tammy and I met in college. We shared a room at the dorm the first 6 months until we got an apartment. The dorm was the horrible but after we moved into that house, college life was fabulous. As you know, Tammy and I are very open-minded and in college the story was no different. We were willing to take on just about any challenge. It was then that we heard about this prestigious club. The club was clouded in secrecy, and soon we would learn some of the secrets. It was a hell of a status symbol to belong. Eager for that status, it gave us the drive to join it at all costs. The club was mostly men, but as of late included more women than normal. The women were gorgeous, intelligent, desirable, and untouchable to those outside the elite circle. Not to say that there weren't exceptions, but the exceptions were rare and sometimes used to further the goals of the club. We met two very handsome men. They initially picked us up in a limousine and wined and dined each of us. They became our dear friends. We did lots of things together. We might shoot pool one night, go rappelling the next day, and or be on a road trip to Chicago. Each of them carried an American Express Card. No expense was spared on those Chicago trips. This courtship went on for a few weeks before the question of membership even came up. Bill became my sponsor; Tammy's sponsor became Gregg. Bill was two inches taller than me, auburn hair, well sculpted, but not overly muscular. Bill's green eyes blended well with the tone of his skin. Gregg had the build of a hockey player. Nearly bowlegged and all shoulders and legs, he was Tammy's height and had dark brown eyes, sandy hair, and a deep tan. Gregg seemed taller than he was due to his physical appearance. During one of the train trips back from Chicago, Bill began teasing us about not being bold enough to make it through the club's initiation. We showed him otherwise. It had been a wonderful trip that weekend. We had danced, laughed, and drank lots of wine. There was a physical attraction to these men, but it did not include sex. Tammy and I had so much fun but they expressed no expectation or intent of getting sexual with either of this. But at the same time it was romantic beyond imagination. Both gentlemen were coolly affectionate in a very masculine way - a melting effect on the both of us. Returning from Chicago we purchased train tickets which included a two-bunk sleeping compartment. Bill had brought a bottle of Glenlivet Scotch and the waiter had just dropped off some appetizers that included shrimp, potato skins, nachos, and jalepeno poppers. After a couple of glasses of Scotch, all of us were much less inhibited. Gregg pulled out a deck of cards and smiled at Tammy and I. I smiled slyly at Bill and asked him if the card game would have stakes. "Wagering is fine with me" said Bill. "I wonder how bold you two really are. The initiation may be more than you're ready for. Perhaps a game with wagering will let us see a glimpse of your nerve." So I suggested, giving Bill a sultry look, that we wager for pleasures. Tammy smiled through that intense blush of hers. Bill and Gregg accepted quickly and Tammy nodded. So the poker game began. The rules allowed you the opportunity to fold after the first deal, but if you took any cards at all, and lost, you were required to shed clothing. You'd think that with this game, each person would lose clothing at about the same rate, but that wasn't the case at all. First, Bill had a string of close hands and was down to his "smiley-face" boxers. Tammy lost all but her body suit holding three aces. I played it close, got good cards, and watched Gregg shed everything but his tank top and briefs. Then it was my turn to hit the skids. After the next few hands I found myself sitting there in my red low cut bra, garter and stockings. I drew an eight high strait flush. Tammy and Gregg had folded but Bill held and drew 2 cards. As he smiled at me I told him my hand was "pat". I wanted to see if Bill would buckle under the wagering so I asked him "Would you like to raise the stakes?" "Interesting, what would you have in mind?" Said Bill. Pausing, I responded "I'm willing to wager that if you win, I'll crawl over on my hands and knees, strip off those boxers with my teeth, and give you the best blowjob you've ever had in your life." "I assume I can wager the reverse of that?" asked Bill. I smiled at him and noticed that Gregg and Tammy had fallen silent as they hung on our every word. "Of course my dear, cause that's what the outcome will be." I taunted. "Then I'll see your wager" said Bill, "and to raise the wager, I'll do the same to your friend Tammy. You do have the nerve don't you?" Pausing and swallowing that lump in my throat, I responded, looking sensually at Gregg, "I'll see your wager" I showed Bill the straight flush. Bill let out a sigh, and I felt moisture rising between my legs as I relished in the thought of him crawling on his knees to me, he laid his cards slowly on the table. He was holding a straight flush also, and it was a ten high straight. My heart dropped as I saw Bill's smile widen. "Would you like to go double or nothing? for a card?" "What happens if I lose?" I asked, arching my chest forward. "Then I get out the Polaroid" Bill added, smiling wider. "Ok" , I whispered. "Give me a red card" . And I watched him turn over a black card. Gregg got out the Polaroid as I dropped to my knees. I heard the camera clicking to my left as I crawled to Bill. Kneeling before him I reached behind me and unsnapped my bra. Slowly, as I gazed into his eyes, I slipped off each bra strap and lowered the cups from of my breasts. The Polaroid clicked again. With my teeth I pulled down his boxers. His cock was brushing past my cheek as I worked them off. Click of the Polaroid again. As I took him into my mouth someone took my wrist and lifted it. I quickly realized it was Gregg and he was placing my hand on his cock. I could feel him getting closer to me. I released Bill and took Gregg into my mouth. Both men were rock hard. Then the click of the camera several times. I reached down and began stroking my dripping pussy as I pushed my mouth over each of them until they could take no more. The Polaroid snapped as each of them climaxed. Gregg came all over my chest. Bill was standing so I just opened my mouth, tilted my head up to watch him, and let him shoot his load onto my mouth, cheeks, and chin. --------------------- About halfway through Karen's story, Tammy began stroking my cock. Her caressing and Karen's story were wildly erotic. I turned to Tammy "Darling? Can I hear your side of the story?" Tammy smiled and kissed me softly on the cheek. Then whispered " I want to experience that with you rather than tell you about it. You seem like a person who would find it sinful, as do I." (continued) </PRE></HTML>