A Third And Fourth Party

by Chris Tanglen

  Theresa moved in front of Melanie, lay down on her back, and spread her legs wide. Melanie brought her head down to Theresa’s pussy and began to lick.

  It wasn’t a frantic gobbling by any means, but rather slow, gentle licks with just the tip of her tongue. It felt great.

  “You’ve never done this before?” Theresa asked.

  “Never.”

  “What do you think?”

  “It’s interesting.”

  Theresa wasn’t sure if that meant interesting in a good way or a bad way, but since Melanie was doing it of her own accord, Theresa assumed the former.

  Dale watched Melanie lick her pussy, and Theresa watched Dale. He just looked so damn adorable with his mouth open like that. He was fucking Melanie with long, slow strokes.

  Theresa really wasn’t sure that she wanted to lick a vagina herself, but she did love being the recipient. “What do you think?” she asked Dale.

  Dale grinned. “I can’t actually see anything from this angle.”

  “Well that’s no good.”

  “Oh, no, this is fine. I’ve got a good imagination.”

  “Maybe he should join me,” Melanie suggested. “Your legs are open pretty damn wide; I bet there’s room.”

  “Oh, yes. Let’s do that,” Theresa hastily agreed.

  Dale pulled out of Melanie and removed the condom. This one went onto the floor as well. Theresa should’ve placed a napkin or something on the bed stand, but she hadn’t anticipated the need for a place to put unfilled prophylactics.

  Melanie and Dale lay on their stomachs, bodies against each other, and then both of them leaned in to Theresa’s pussy.

  It was a tight fit, but with their faces pressed together, Dale and Melanie were able to both lick her pussy at the same time.

  Theresa had had both of her breasts sucked simultaneously, and a tongue on her pussy while another tongue worked her ass, but never two tongues on the same erogenous zone at the same time…and certainly not the lead erogenous zone.

  Her reaction was very, very loud.

  One tongue was on her labia, one tongue was one her clitoris, and they both kept swirling around, already driving her almost to the edge. She couldn’t quite see what was happening, but they had to be French kissing while her pussy was getting licked.

  Dale reached up and took one of her breasts. Melanie did the same with the other one.

  Theresa closed her eyes and let the two-tongue sensation wash over her, while she continued to be very, very loud.

  She was going to come.

  She was going to come with two tongues on her pussy. How many women ever got to come with two tongues on their pussy? Not very damn many, that was for sure.

  I’m gonna come, she thought. She actually meant to say it out loud, but the pleasure sensors in her brain were overriding speech capabilities.

  She came so hard that she literally screamed.

  They kept licking, but it was too much. She couldn’t take any more. Theresa scooted back away from them, gasping for breath. She wiped her forehead, which was soaked with perspiration. Hell, her whole body was soaked.

  The phone rang. Dale quickly got up off the bed and ran into the living room to answer.

  “Hi, Ms. Martin…yes, everything’s fine, Theresa just had a bit too much to drink and was playing around…no, don’t call the police, we’re fine…sorry to disturb you…good-bye.”

  Theresa and Melanie giggled. Dale appeared in the doorway, then vanished as the phone rang again.

  “Hi, Mr. Douglas…no, no, everything’s fine…I know, I know, we’ll try to be quieter in the future…nobody’s hurt…thanks, bye.”

  Dale returned to the doorway, waited a moment for the phone to ring again, and when it didn’t, returned to the bed.

  “We need to get you a pillow next time,” he griped.

  “Yet another thing I forgot to plan for. I just didn’t realize it would be so intense.”

  “I’d like to come, too,” Melanie said politely. “That is, if there are no objections.”

  “None here,” Dale said.

  “Good. Fuck me.”

  Dale put on his third condom, and then lay on top of Melanie, fucking her hard in the missionary position. Theresa wasn’t sure how she could help out in this position, so she settled for rubbing her breasts against his gyrating ass. He seemed to like it.

  “Raise up just a bit,” Melanie said, sliding her hand between their bodies after he did. As Dale fucked her harder and harder, the rapid movement of Melanie’s elbow made it clear that she was working her clitoris.

  Theresa moved her tits away from Dale’s ass and helpfully provided a pillow to Melanie.

  She came on the hundred and forty-seventh stroke (okay, Theresa wasn’t really counting, but that sounded about right). The pillow turned out to be unnecessary, since it was more of a moaning orgasm than a screaming orgasm, but it seemed to be a damn good one.

  Dale began to fuck Melanie harder, hurrying toward his own orgasm.

  “Oh, no, you don’t.” Theresa slid off the bed. “We’re gonna share your orgasm, stud.”

  Dale reluctantly pulled out. Theresa went into the bathroom and wet a washcloth with warm water. Dale had already removed the condom when she got back, and she carefully washed off his penis.

  Okay, so cleaning his dick before the final moment wasn’t the most romantic or even erotic thing to do, but neither was licking spermicide. Gross.

  When he was nice and tidy, Theresa tossed the washcloth away, and the two women attacked his penis as if they were wild tigers and it was a scrap of meat. They licked it, sucked it, stroked it, and engaged in a mock fight over it.

  “Oh, fuck, I’m almost there…” Dale said breathlessly.

  They made him stand up, and then the women rapidly stroked him until the moment of truth. He howled as he came, spraying first on Theresa’s breasts, and then Melanie’s. Melanie’s breasts had more surface area to cover, and received more of the spray.

  “Oh…oh dear fuck…”

  “Did he just say dear fuck?” Melanie looked at Theresa.

  “Sounds like it.”

  When his orgasm finally subsided, Theresa took his cock into her mouth, making him all nice and clean again. He collapsed onto the bed, and Theresa and Melanie looked at each other’s cum-covered breasts and smiled.

  “Now that was an orgasm,” Melanie said.

  They stayed there for a while, just enjoying the moment. But as the cum started to trickle off their breasts, Theresa decided it was time to get cleaned up.

  She stepped on one of the condoms when she got off the bed, but was too happy to curse.

  Chapter 14

  Much more sex was had that night. Also, to ensure that Dale would have a story that nobody would ever believe, Theresa and Melody had a naked pillow fight.

  Melanie left shortly after midnight, kissing them both goodbye and expressing her desire for a reprise. Theresa and Dale lay in bed, arms around each other, snuggling close.

  “Good birthday?” Theresa asked.

  “Best ever.”

  “I’m glad.”

  “So what do you think is going to happen? Was tonight supposed to be another one-time thing?”

  “I’m not sure. To be completely honest, probably not. And wipe that grin off your face.”

  “Well, I really like her, and I like Jeremy. This could be the start of something very…interesting.”

  “It sure could. We need better rules, though.”

  “Like what?”

  “No condoms on the floor.”

  “Okay.”

  Theresa sighed. “I don’t know. Maybe this is just us. We love each other, and we love watching each other get sexual pleasure from another person.”

  “It sure seems that way.” Dale hugged her.

  “If we’re careful, maybe it’s a lifestyle choice that works for us. Maybe we’re just not destined to fulfill these fantasies once and leave them behind.”

  “Maybe we
’re both sluts.”

  “Yep. That’s it. I love you, birthday slut.” She gave him a quick kiss.

  “I love you, too. So Jeremy helped set this up?”

  “He sure did.”

  “Nice guy.”

  “Well, he owed you one. Two, actually.”

  “Still, it was nice of him. Maybe the four of us should take a vacation together.”

  * * * * *

  “You have got to be kidding me.” Theresa stopped dead and gazed in wonder around the enormous room they’d just entered.

  “Nope. This is it. Aunt Penelope’s harem.” Melanie gestured grandly. “What do you think?”

  It was the following weekend, and they’d all flown to Florida together to visit the mansion that Melanie had inherited. Though she no longer owned it, Melanie had befriended the new owners, who were off in London for the next three months being wealthy.

  “So this is what a harem looks like,” Theresa said in awe. Much of the room was filled with a large swimming pool, complete with water slides. There was also a bar and a sauna. “I’ve always wondered.”

  “Yep. These floors have seen sights that mere mortals can only imagine.” Melanie grinned.

  “This place is great!” Jeremy exclaimed. “Dale, we really missed our calling. What say we re-open the harem under new management? Forget those corporate desk jobs!”

  “We could open it to the public, make a theme park out of it. Harem World! The happiest place on earth! We’ll be millionaires!”

  “I think you’ll need some practice before you start a business venture like that,” Theresa said, dryly. “Melanie, are you up for making these guys our harem studs?”

  “Oh, you know it. But first, there’s a water slide calling my name, after I rev up the sauna.”

  They all stripped out of their clothes, giving Dale and Jeremy their first surprised look at the shaved pussies Theresa and Melanie now sported. They had a great time swimming in the pool, despite its apparently sub-zero temperatures, and the men particularly loved the water slide. Theresa questioned the wisdom of them going down the water slide naked, considering that they had external genitalia, but they went anyway and there were no tragic accidents.

  After they were swum out, they all relaxed in the sauna. Theresa wondered if the apartment complex would let her install one of these in their bedroom if she allowed the managers to use it every once in a while. It felt wonderful. And there was nothing quite like being able to relax with a small group of people, naked and carefree.

  The four of them had not yet had sex as a unit. When Theresa had brought up the idea of a group vacation, Melanie had insisted that they visit the mansion, and that they refrain from the foursome until then. Theresa was glad they’d waited. It was going to make this weekend all the more memorable.

  “So how exactly did the harem thing work?” asked Dale. “You say there were eight guys?”

  Melanie nodded. “One for each day of the week, and two for Sunday.”

  “Is that really how it worked? They each took a day of the week? That’s a pretty light work schedule.”

  “No, they were all on duty at the same time; that was just an expression that my aunt liked to use.”

  “Okay, but, I mean, that’s eight guys, did she really…?”

  “There are some things better left unknown.”

  “I know, but that’s a lot of…”

  “Yes, it is.”

  “What was their salary?”

  * * * * *

  After they were all thoroughly relaxed, they moved into the mattress room, which was about the size of a racquetball court. The floor was completely padded by several mattresses covered with blue silk sheets and pushed together into one large unit, and the walls were lined with pillows.

  “Holy fucking shit!” Theresa exclaimed.

  “That’s the usual reaction,” Melanie agreed. “So is everyone ready to get started? I’ve got myself a nice little hankering for an orgy.”

  Theresa and Melanie had taken the time to prepare an Orgy Kit beforehand. It was a duffel bag containing condoms galore, two varieties of lubricant, wet-wipes, mint-scented body lotion, tastefully pornographic DVDs (group sex-themed), a pair of dildos (one large, one extremely large), nipple clamps that they had no intention of using, a butt plug that they had even less intention of using, four pairs of edible panties in case the guys got hungry, two feather dusters, and a game of Twister.

  By way of a coin toss, it was determined that the men would receive oral pleasure first. Dale and Jeremy lay side-by-side on their backs while Theresa crouched over Dale and Melanie crouched over Jeremy.

  “I’ll race you to erection,” Melanie said.

  “Yeah, right.” Theresa looked over at Jeremy’s cock, which was already halfway there. “You’ve got a head start.”

  “Think about baseball,” Melanie told Jeremy.

  “Baseball makes me horny.”

  “Think about softball.”

  “Why not dump some cold pool water on him?” Dale suggested.

  “I’ve got a better idea,” Theresa said, grinning wickedly. “Let’s use the butt plug on him.”

  “What butt plug?” Jeremy sounded—and looked—more than a little concerned.

  Theresa dove down and began to suck Dale’s cock, hoping to take advantage of Jeremy’s unfortunate butt plug mental image and win the race. Melanie quickly began to suck on Jeremy.

  Theresa caressed Dale’s legs and brushed her breasts against him as she sucked. She could feel him stiffening in her mouth. But with Jeremy’s head start, she needed to pull out all the stops, so she removed her mouth from his cock for a moment.

  “Think about doing both of us at once on your birthday,” she said.

  “Already there.”

  “Good boy.” She went back to the blowjob.

  Theresa looked over to see how Jeremy’s erection was progressing. Melanie had so much of his cock in her mouth that it was difficult to tell…until she raised her head and gave it a final stroke with her hand. “Done!”

  “Then get your cheating tongue over here and help,” Theresa ordered.

  Melanie did. Dale’s penis took a remarkably short time to achieve full erection status.

  “Mmmmm…two great big, hard cocks.” Theresa wrung her hands together in anticipatory delight. “What should we do with them?”

  “Fuck them.” Dale never had been the subtlest person around.

  “Oh, no, no, no, no, no,” Melanie said. “We got the cocks hard, so it’s time for you gentlemen to get the pussies wet.”

  “Is it going to be a race?” Jeremy raised an eyebrow.

  “How exactly would we measure that?”

  “Maybe they packed a Vaginal Moisture Detector in the orgy bag.”

  “Don’t be gross,” Theresa scolded. “Just go down on us.”

  The women lay side-by-side on their backs, legs spread, moaning in unison as Dale licked Theresa’s pussy and Jeremy licked Melanie’s. Just the sounds of Melanie being pleasured made Theresa even hornier, and if they had brought along a vaginal moisture detector, the readings would have been off the charts. Dale used his fingers to open her further, licking deeper.

  Once it was determined that there’d been an equitable distribution of oral sex, they proceeded to a sixty-nine session. Theresa lay on top of Dale, sucking his cock while he gobbled her pussy. He was getting into it so much that she was having trouble properly focusing on his penis, and it looked like Melanie was having the same problem. But, what the hell, there were certainly worse problems to have in this world than having your pussy licked so well that it distracted from sucking cock, right?

  They kept up the sixty-nining for a good long while, since nobody seemed to be in any hurry to quit. Theresa knew from experience that as long as she swished her tongue across his cock every once in a while, Dale could keep this up long into the night. But there were other activities to savor.

  “Y’know, we aren’t really taking advantage of ou
r numbers.” She climbed off of Dale. “We’ve got two cocks, two pussies, and four mouths here. Let’s see what we can do.”

  “We need to make a human oral sex line.” Dale sat up. “Okay, Jeremy, lie on your back just like you are. Melanie, lie on his face.”

  Melanie spun herself around and crawled up Jeremy’s body until her crotch was firmly pressed against his face. Jeremy began to lick.

  “Now I’ll get in place.” Dale suited words to action, lying behind Jeremy. Melanie leaned down and began to suck his cock. “Which leaves only Theresa…”

  Theresa promptly sat on Dale’s face. The four of them lay there, licking and sucking and being licked and sucked, until Melanie broke into a fit of uncontrollable laughter that spread rapidly. Within seconds, all four of them were lying there, laughing hysterically.

  “Why we laugh?” Dale asked in a mock-caveman tone.

  “I’m sorry.” Melanie wiped a tear from the corner of her eye. “I just suddenly thought about what we’d look like to somebody who walked in the room.”

  “I for one thought we looked rather dignified,” Jeremy said, somewhat pompously.

  “I think there’s a fatal flaw in the oral sex line,” Theresa remarked. “I had no penis to enjoy, and nobody was enjoying Jeremy’s penis. We need to form a square or something. So, okay, I think Melanie and I need to lie down first, facing opposite sides of the room.”

  They did so.

  “So, now, Dale, you lie perpendicular to us, and I’ll suck you while you go down on Melanie…”

  “Wait a minute, that won’t work.”

  Melanie’s comment had Theresa looking over her shoulder and into Melanie’s frowning face. She assessed the situation for a moment, then grinned. “You’re right. Okay, I’ll shift…” Theresa hitched around until she still faced the opposite wall, but her feet were at Melanie’s head, and vice versa.

  “Maybe the guys should be on the bottom,” Jeremy finally suggested.

  “Yeah, that’s probably a better idea,” Theresa admitted. “Everyone switch.”

  The men lay on the ground in the same position the women had been in, and then Theresa crawled on top of them. With some slight shifts in position, her mouth was at Dale’s cock-level, and her pussy was at Jeremy’s mouth-level. Melanie lay facing the opposite direction, her pussy on Dale’s face and her mouth over Jeremy’s cock.