S is for SEX

by Scott Hildreth

  “Dude, I had a blast, I appreciate it.” I said, standing there naked in front of Adam.

  “Yeah, that was a trip, I gotta get ready for work,” he responded.

  “Well, let me get dressed and we’ll be gone,” I said as I walked to the pile of clothes on the floor.

  I tossed Beth the strap-on, and pointed to the bag. She opened the bag, gawked inside, and laughed as she put it inside and zipped it up.

  As we walked to the door, Adam held his arms outstretched.

  “Hugs?” he asked.

  “Sure,” I responded, and hugged him.

  Beth stepped in and gave him a hug.

  “Thanks,” she said as she smiled.

  I opened the door, and Beth walked through. I closed the door behind me, and as I did, I turned and winked at Adam.

  Walking down the steps, I watched Beth in front of me. What an ass this girl has. I thought of her sucking my clit, and of her taking that huge strap-on like a champ. I gawked at her fucking mess of hair.

  The way she bit my nipples…

  “Hey, I got a question,” I said as we reached the landing.

  “Yeah?” she responded over her shoulder.

  “What’s your last name start with?” I chuckled.

  CHRISTY

  I shifted gears and sped up the on ramp to merge into traffic. I had placed my own ad on Craigslist, and placed it in the F4MM section. In the body of the ad I stated that I had a kink for names that started with a “C”. Out of the options of people that responded, I had picked these particular guys for their good looks.

  From the responses on the ads, it appeared that a girl could have her pick of countless guys if she was willing to do two at once. These guys were roommates and in their late twenties. One was really tall and handsome, and the other was a little shorter and had a cute face. As I sped through traffic, I was pleased with my idea and hoped that it worked out. Time, as they say, would tell.

  I looked at the navigation on my phone, and changed lanes to get on the exit ramp. I downshifted and turned right at the stop sign. I had stated in the ad that I wanted guys that were in touch with their feminine side - masculine males would not be as good for this event. I turned right on Trusdale and double checked the address. 648, that’s it. I parked in front of the house and sent an email to Chris. He quickly responded, saying to come to the door. I grabbed my back pack and walked up the walk to the door.

  “Christy?” The short one with the cute face asked through the cracked door.

  “Who the fuck else would I be, I just emailed you,” I responded, standing on the porch.

  He opened the door, and let me step into the house. The home was modest, and in a modest but nicer neighborhood. The inside was impeccable, and extremely well decorated. A precursory glance didn’t produce any roommate.

  “Get your room mate out here, so I can make sure you two are legit, or I’m leaving,” I said sternly as I placed my backpack on the floor.

  “Damn girl, you got spunk, huh? Chris! Come out here, she’s here,” he screamed toward the rear of the house.

  A man with caramel colored skin walked into the main body of the house from the hallway. He stood beside the sofa with his hands on his hips.

  “What’s up?” he asked, smiling.

  “I’ll tell you what’s up, you’re not the dude in the picture you two sent me,” I responded, shaking my head.

  I knew that he was the one in the photo, and I wanted to play this to my advantage.

  “Yes I am,” he responded, squinting.

  “Uhhmm, no, you’re black, the guy in the picture was white,” I said.

  Black and sexy as Lenny Kravitz looking fuck.

  “I’m mixed, that picture was me,” Lenny responded.

  “We’re all mixed, and the guy in the pic was white,” I said as I picked up my back pack.

  “So what, you’re going to leave?” Lenny asked as he walked toward me.

  Oh, hell no. I’m not leaving, I’m going to talk you two into fucking me, and then I’m going to talk one of you into a lot more.

  “Just stop, seriously. I have had a bad week. I just want to leave,” I responded.

  “Wait a minute, you’re telling me you’re gonna leave because I’m black?” Lenny Kravitz asked.

  I better play this right or it might backfire on me.

  “You have anything to drink?” I muttered sheepishly.

  “Sure, what do you want?” Lenny Kravitz asked.

  Cute face turned and smiled.

  “You have any Captain?” I asked hopefully.

  “Morgan? Sure, what do you want? Captain and Coke?” Lenny asked.

  “No, pour me a triple, and bring the bottle,” I responded.

  Lenny nodded and walked back into the rear of the house. Cute face walked toward the sofa and sat down. I placed my back pack on the floor and walked toward the sofa.

  “So, I’m Christy, and you’re?” I held my hand out as I approached the sofa.

  “Greg,” cute face responded.

  “Greg, it’s nice to meet you. Before I get out of here, I am going to need to get your number. If everything goes well, that is. I may need to see you again in a few weeks, okay? Remind me?” I asked as I sat down.

  If this dude had a cock, a little game, and didn’t try to ass rape me, I’d make him my “G”.

  Lenny walked back into the living room with a bottle in one hand, and two glasses in the other. One was filled with liquor, the other with ice.

  “Here, there’s a glass of ice, and a glass with a few shots in it. I didn’t know how you like it,” he said as he attempted to hand me the two glasses.

  “In my stomach, that’s how I like it,” I responded as I reached out, grabbed the glass of liquor, and tipped it up.

  “Damn,” Greg said.

  “Pour me about that much again,” I said.

  Lenny poured me another glass and set the bottle and the ice on the coffee table and sat in a chair at the side of the sofa. I raised the glass to my mouth and drank half of it, and started speaking.

  “Look, I’m not prejudiced, I just don’t like liars. In the pic, you were white. You’re not white at all. If you two have something to hide…”

  “Stop, Christy. It’s Christy, right?” Lenny Kravitz said.

  I nodded and drank the rest of my drink. God I hope this guy is at least packing an above average dick. One of these two guys should have a cock, surely. I turned and looked at Chris’ hands.

  Nice, long fingers, dude.

  “Listen, no one is trying to trick you. We’re not lying. Greg sent you the pics. You said you wanted a threesome and one of the guys had to have a name that started with a “C’. We’ve never done this. I know it’d be easy for me to tell you anything, you know…to lie. But I ain’t lying. Greg trolls the Craigslist ads and we laugh at them. Today, he saw your ad and responded. I told him to give it a try. You photo was hot as hell, so we set it up. That’s the truth, believe it or not,” Lenny-Chris Kravitz said.

  “Okay, well I just don’t feel like I need to be lied to. I have had a bad week. A shit week, really. Okay, so here’s what I’m after,” I said, alternating a glance back and forth between Chris and Greg as I spoke.

  “I want you two to fuck me - both of you at the same time. I want to have you guys DP me, you alright with that?” I asked.

  The Lenny Kravitz look-alike spoke, “I think we could do that, yeah. You wanna do it tonight, or what?”

  Tonight? What the fuck are you talking about? I’m here right now, let’s do this.

  “What? Tonight? What do you have to do, get ready? No, I want to do this now. Is there a problem?” I asked, motioning to each of them as I spoke.

  “No, it’s just like, well…it’s noon, barely. It seems weird doing that at noon,” Lenny complained.

  “Well, I have time right now. I like fucking day and night. It doesn’t have to be dark for me to be comfortable,” I said as I stood up.

  I hope this works. />
  “Wait. Wait a minute, don’t get mad. Sit down. Greg, you okay with this?” Lenny asked.

  Greg, eyes fixed on me, nodded his head eagerly.

  “You’re a sexy little bitch. Just wondering why you’re doing this, like uhhmm, why you gotta find people on the internet?” Lenny asked.

  Well fuck, dude. You really don’t wanna know, do you?

  “Well, good luck finding two dudes in the bar that are okay with a DP. People like talking about it, but no one wants to actually rub their cock against another dudes cock,” I responded.

  “Whoa, what? I ain’t rubbin’ cocks with anybody,” Greg squealed as he made a pucker face.

  I stood back up and grabbed my back pack.

  “Hold on Christy, have another drink. Greg, you aren’t alright with this?” Lenny asked.

  “Dude, hell no. I was thinking like one in her mouth and one in her twat. I wasn’t thinking two in the same hole. That’s fucking weird,” Greg barked.

  “Let us talk for a minute,” Chris said.

  I nodded.

  Chris stood from the chair, and walked into the rear of the house. Greg followed behind. I stood, grabbed the Captain and poured another double. I exhaled, tipped up the glass, and gulped it down.

  Fuck, how many have I…three…five…seven. Yeah, time to stop. I don’t wanna puke.

  “Yeah, we’re okay with it. How you wanna do this,” Chris asked.

  Okay, you Lenny Kravitz looking sexy motherfucker, you’re obviously the one in charge here…

  ‘Well, you guys take off your clothes, and I will watch, I will be right behind you. And I’m going to call you Lenny while we’re fucking. You look like Lenny Kravitz,” I laughed.

  “That’s cool,” Lenny said as he took off his shirt.

  Holy fucking sexy bodies. God damn Lenny, exercise much? I’m gonna get a freebie while I’m watching this…

  I poked my finger in my mouth and licked around it a few times. I slowly shifted my hand into my shorts while I watched Lenny get his belt unbuckled. I didn’t care what Greg was doing, Lenny had all of my attention. Good God, I am fucking soaked.

  Circle slowly, tickle the clit a little bit.

  One.

  Slide it inside…

  Two.

  Three.

  Fuck this, I’ve got to have some of you, Lenny.

  He slid down his boxers, and exposed a definite cock. Not as big as Adams, at least not yet. Nice and thick, and quite long. My eyes were stuck - fixed on Lenny’s cock as he walked toward me.

  Don’t stare at the cock, don’t stare at the cock, don’t stare at the cock.

  I stood and pulled my shorts off, and kicked them to the edge of the couch. I started to kick off my shoes and Lenny spoke.

  “Leave on the shoes and socks. That’s hot. I wanna fuck your sexy little ass in the shoes and socks,” he said excitedly.

  Hhhhmmmm. Let’s see how this goes.

  “I’ll leave em on, but you’re gonna owe me, Lenny,” I nagged.

  “Fine, name it,” he responded.

  Perfect.

  “I will later,” I said as I took off my shirt. I tossed it on top of my shorts.

  “Fine,” Lenny said as he reached out to touch my boobs.

  I felt Greg touching my ass, and his chest touched my back. As Greg’s hands were squeezing my ass, Lenny started sucking on my nipples. Lenny’s hands slid up and down my torso, caressing me lightly. Greg’s hand slid between my legs as Lenny shifted to my other nipple.

  “Bite them,” as soon as I said it, Greg slid a finger in my pussy and Lenny bit down.

  Immediately, Greg reached around my waist, and touched my clit with the finger tip of his right hand. He began to tickle my clit as his left finger was sliding in and out of my soaked pussy from behind. Lenny switched nipple and bit down lightly again. Greg’s finger slid in and out, and my clit started to…

  Sensory overload. Holy fucking shit. God finger fucking Jesus Christ. My clit, my clit. Slide that finger in deeper. Good fuckin…leg shaker coming…

  Four.

  Five.

  Six, seven, eight, nine. TEN.

  My knees buckled, and I fell flat to the floor.

  “Holy shit!” Lenny said.

  “Dude, what the fuck,” screamed Greg.

  “You okay?” Lenny said, reaching down to help me up.

  I looked up. The room was spinning. My pussy felt like it was still being fingered. My entire body tingled. I reached up and grabbed Greg’s hand.

  “Yeah, I’m fine. Jesus. I had an earth shaker. And an I can’t take any more-gasm. It was incredible. I feel like I’m being fucked by an octopus. There are hands everywhere. This is insane,”

  “You wanna keep going?” Lenny asked

  Are you fucking kidding me? I wanna wear you two sexy mothefuckers out. But, here goes.

  “Yeah, I think so, gimme a minute,” I said as I stood.

  I faked being a little more woozy than I was. I could barely stand, but I exaggerated I it a little. I stepped to Lenny’s chair and sat.

  “Octopus, that’s fucking funny,” Greg laughed.

  Lenny laughed. “You okay?” he asked again.

  “Yeah. I just wanna watch for a second. Wow, that was intense. Stroke your cocks for me,” I said softly.

  They turned and looked at each other. Lenny started stroking his, and it immediately became stiff. Nice. Greg started jacking his like he was trying to start a lawnmower.

  Holy fuck dude, you’re going to pull it off. Jesus dude, settle down.

  They both walked closer to where I was sitting. Greg yanked as Lenny stroked softly and slowly. They were both hung pretty well, but not massive. Greg closed his eyes. Lenny looked into my eyes and smiled. I reached out and gently started stroking Lenny’s cock.

  Here we go.

  “I really want to see you two touch each other,” I said to Lenny softly.

  Greg opened his eyes. Oh shit.

  “What?” he cried.

  “Touch each other, it’s hot. Like a fantasy,” I said, turning to Greg.

  “Oh, hell no,” he responded, letting go of his pull toy.

  “Well, if you two are going to rub cocks, you need to be comfortable with each other,” I offered.

  “I ain’t grabbing his cock, I can tell you that,” Greg said.

  Lenny shook his head from side-to-side softly smiling at me as I lightly continued to stroke him. His cock was hard, and the skin was like velvet. I pulled him closer to me. As he got closer, I opened my mouth and licked the head in a circular motion. I stroked it softly and took half the length in my mouth. His cock felt smooth in my mouth, and stiff in my hand.

  I reached down and rubbed my soaked pussy. As I reached orgasm, I slid my fingers inside. Rubbing my clit furiously, I continued to suck Lenny’s cock rhythmically, pressing my tongue on the bottom of the shaft. As he slid in and out of my mouth, my fingers pressed deeper into my soaked pussy.

  I took my hand from my pussy and reached toward Greg. He slowly walked my direction. As he got closer, I grabbed his shaft in my hand and started to stroke it. Immediately he became hard in my hand. I pulled him closer to my face. I pulled my mouth off of Lenny, and as the head slipped from my lips, I licked my saliva from the shaft, making an exaggerated slurping sound.

  “Oh fuck,” Lenny whimpered.

  As I stroked Lenny slowly, I slipped Greg in my mouth. I began to swallow as much of him as I could. He was noticeably smaller than Lenny. I forced myself further and further onto his shaft. I extended my tongue and felt the head press into my throat. I looked up into his eyes as my bottom lip touched his balls.

  “Holy shit, girl. You can….oh my God…suck a dick,” Greg cried softly.

  I pulled my mouth from Greg, and moved back to Lenny, taking him into my mouth. I started sucking him faster and faster, trying to get him as excited as I could. As I sucked Lenny, I stroked Greg rapidly. Greg moaned as I sucked Lenny.

  Lenny moaned.


  I slid my wet mouth along Lenny’s shaft and past he tip, and took Greg back into my mouth, quickly swallowing his entire length. I held him in my throat until my gag reflex made my throat convulse. I slowly pulled my mouth back and let the slobber drip from my lips to his shaft. Using the saliva as lubricant, I started jacking him off. I turned to Lenny, spit on his cock, and started to stroke him slowly.

  I pulled on Greg and Lenny at the same time as I stroked them, inching them closer to my mouth. Soon their hips were touching. I pulled their cocks together and touched to tips, rubbing them together. They both closed their eyes. As they did, I started licking the head of each of their cocks. I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and forced as much of both of them in my mouth as possible.

  They both began to moan.

  I licked and sucked and stroked, rubbing their cock together - alternating swallowing each cock, then taking both into my mouth at the same time. My pussy was soaked. They were both moaning. I owned these two pricks.

  Which one of you two is going to agree to this? I hope it’s you, Greg…

  “I want to watch one of you go down on the other one,” I said softly as I released them each from my grasp.

  I slid my right hand to my pussy. Holy fucking wetness.

  I slid in a finger.

  “There’s no way,” Greg stated in a not too convincing tone.

  Lenny raised his eyebrows.

  I slid in another finger. Not enough.

  I forced in a third. Oh hell yes. Perfect. Damn, you have a tight little pussy.

  “Suck his cock, Greg, I want to watch. Suck it,” I begged.

  I started finger fucking myself into a frenzy. Immediately, my breathing got faster and I had a hard time containing myself. I began rubbing my clit with my left hand. I could her my fingers sliding in and out of my wetness. I closed my eyes.

  Oh my fucking god.

  Eye roll.

  I lost count let’s go with one again…

  “Please, Greg. Suck it. Put it in your mouth, I can’t take it,” I said as I shoved my fingers in deeper.

  Two. I opened my eyes to a squint.