The First Time

THE FIRST TIME An Ellora’s Cave Publication, January 2005 Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc. 1337 Commerce Drive, #13 Stow, OH 44224 ISBN MS Reader (LIT) ISBN # 1-4199-0106-0 Other available formats (no ISBNs are assigned): Adobe (PDF), Rocketbook (RB), Mobipocket (PRC) & HTML THE FIRST TIME © 2005 LORIE O’CLARE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without permission. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. They are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously. Edited by Sue-Ellen Gower. Cover art by Syneca. Warning: The following material contains graphic sexual content meant for mature readers. The First Time has been rated E–rotic by a minimum of three independent reviewers. Ellora’s Cave Publishing offers three levels of Romantica™ reading entertainment: S (S-ensuous), E (E-rotic), and X (X-treme). S-ensuous love scenes are explicit and leave nothing to the imagination. E-rotic love scenes are explicit, leave nothing to the imagination, and are high in volume per the overall word count. In addition, some E-rated titles might contain fantasy material that some readers find objectionable, such as bondage, submission, same sex encounters, forced seductions, and so forth. E-rated titles are the most graphic titles we carry; it is common, for instance, for an author to use words such as “fucking”, “cock”, “pussy”, and such within their work of literature. X-treme titles differ from E-rated titles only in plot premise and storyline execution. Unlike E-rated titles, stories designated with the letter X tend to contain controversial subject matter not for the faint of heart. The First Time Lorie O’Clare Chapter One Joanie Anderson walked past a display that smelled of cinnamon, before stopping and cocking her head to the side to read the box in front of her. “What do you think of that?” His whisper tickled her nape, giving Joanie a quick chill.

She smiled. “I’ve never seen anything like it before.” Joanie turned to show David her smile, and the warmth of those cobalt eyes reached deep inside her. After a year of dating, Joanie still felt weak when David Thorn graced her with his undivided attention. She counseled women on not allowing men to have complete power over them. But there was something about David, whether it was his inky black, straight hair, blue eyes that offered purity to the color, or the calm authoritative way he had of making her want to please him, Joanie knew that this man was an exception to every rule she offered her clients. “The unknown excites you, doesn’t it?” David stood right behind her, and although his hands never touched her body, she felt that somehow their behavior wasn’t appropriate for public display. She did have to admit he was right, this was making her horny. “I’m scared to ask how you use it.” David chuckled. “Shall we ask the clerk if we can take it out of the box? Maybe she’ll give us a demonstration.” “No,” Joanie whispered, and then giggled when David pulled her to him, his strong hand strolling up her back until he grabbed her thick platinum hair and gave it a tug. She let her head fall back and gazed into her boyfriend’s face. “Would she actually give us a demonstration?” “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” David’s grin showed how much he enjoyed her curiosity. “Well,” she said, teasing him. “Maybe she’d try on a few of those outfits and model them for us, too.” Joanie followed his gaze across the store to several circular racks stuffed full of lace, feathers and leather. “I want you to model some of those for me.” David turned to look at her, and released her hair as he reached for the box in question on the shelf. “And these ben-wa balls. I think you would like these, too.” “What do you do with them?” Joanie whispered as she studied the large marble-type balls, attached to each other by a long white string. “You put them inside you.” David lowered his gaze, and she just knew he could sense the heat growing in between her legs. Joanie didn’t wear panties under her mini-skirts when she went out with David. She liked how the knowledge drove him wild that she was closer to being naked than a passerby might realize. David moved his hand so it rested on her hip, and turned her to face the items shelved on the aisle. His other hand brushed her bare leg, and then moved up underneath her skirt. Joanie sucked in her breath, and then looked over her shoulder at the handful of people shopping around them. Her heart raced inside her, a flush of heat pumping through her. If anyone said something to them about their public behavior she would die. “Relax,” he whispered, and she turned her head to meet those intense blue eyes. David slid one finger along her shaved lips, and instantly she felt the release of heat as moisture made her swell. David groaned. “They both go inside me?” Joanie turned her attention to the box, needing to stay focused before she ended up putting on a show for the shoppers nearby. “And the string? Is it there so they can be pulled

out?” “Yes.” David watched her. “Would you wear them?” “Yes,” she whispered, wanting to try them on now. Something about being naughty made her even more excited to go through with it. Just as long as no one knew besides David, there could be no harm in it. “Then we buy them.” David held the box, and led her over to the lingerie. “Now let’s get you a new outfit.” ***** Joanie grinned as David opened the car door and she slid onto the black leather, and then was enclosed within his sleek two-seater. The dark windows made her feel she sat in a world made for only the two of them, and when he climbed in next to her, his musky scent enveloped her. Joanie felt safe and protected, and very pleased with her new toy and outfit. “You are beautiful.” David started the car, but left it in neutral as he slid his arm around her and kissed her. His hand instantly moved under her waist-length tank top, and pinched her nipple. She gasped and his tongue dove down her throat. Joanie squirmed, unable to stop herself from coming. Just this man’s touch could send her over the edge. “Put the balls in you, Joanie,” David said, and moved back into his seat, although he continued to play with her nipple. “You want me to do it here? Right now?” Joanie looked around the parking lot where they sat. She felt a wave of nervous excitement move through her. David could do that to her with his sexual demands. He liked to dominate her and although often she protested, deep inside it excited her. Joanie watched a customer leave Priscilla’s, where they had just been, and get into her car. She and David were unnoticed, sitting in his idling black sports car with its dark-tinted windows. More than likely no one could see them clearly, but they were still in a public area, and the thought of doing something right there twisted her tummy into knots. Nervous energy rushed through her, making her breathe harder, faster, while she imagined a scenario of getting caught doing a lewd act by a stranger. David twisted her nipple, sending shivers piercing through her. Joanie gave him her attention, her breathing almost in pants. “Ouch,” she squirmed, but smiled when the tiniest amount of pain quickened deep within her gut. “Okay, I’ll do it.” Licking her lips, she fought to slow her breathing. Nothing would happen. It would be fun. The chances of anyone bending over the car, looking in, and then saying something were slim to nil. And what if someone did notice? Would it excite them, or repulse them? After all, they were parked in the parking lot of a large adult toy store. Dear God. Did she want to get caught? That was absurd. She was a professional woman with a solid reputation. Kinky public sex acts would not look good on her record. David leaned forward and lifted the plastic bag she had placed between her feet. He placed it on her lap

and then opened it, reaching inside and rubbing her pussy through the plastic as he grabbed the box and pulled it out. Cum soaked her shaved skin, the moist heat burning through her, giving her the urge to thrust her hips forward, beg for more of his attention. Joanie felt her heart begin to beat faster as she watched him open the box, remove the two large, marble-like balls, and hold them on his flat palm as he handed them to her. “Slide them in you one at a time, and leave the string out,” he instructed as he held them out to her. Joanie lifted one of the smooth round balls in her hand. They felt hard and cool to the touch. A throbbing started in her pussy, steady and even like a drum, pounding out the moments before some carnal act began. She ran her fingers over its slick surface before pulling her knees up to her chest and spreading her legs, so that one touched her car door, and the other rested over the parking brake. The hard interior of the car did nothing to soothe her nerves. Quite the contrary. Her rational thoughts plunged through her, reminding her of where she was, what she was about to do. David rested his hand on her inner thigh, pressing so that her leg flattened. His hand was hot, scorching her skin. His fingers moved to caress her, driving her nuts while she did her best to concentrate on her task. Sometimes she swore her sex drive would make her crazier than some of her clients, who sought her out daily, acted. “Oh, it’s cold.” Joanie caught her breath, icy heat rushing through her, her body constricting, the urge to come surging through her. She placed the ball between her legs and let her moistness coat it before pushing. Her fingers slid over the round, hard surface of the ball, thick cream clinging to her as the heat of her pussy warmed her hand. Her body seemed to grasp the ball like a suction cup, and it slid in without protest. David sucked in his breath. “Now the other one.” “It feels like some kind of malformed dick is inside me.” Joanie giggled when the second ball slid in as easily as the first. “I can squeeze my pussy muscles around them and feel each ball.” “Good girl.” David ran his fingers up her inner thigh to her shaved lips and coated his finger with her juices. His rough fingers brushed over her skin, heightening her sensitivity. “And you are absolutely dripping wet.” “I think I’m going to like these.” Joanie looked down at his hand stroking her thigh, and curled the string attached to the balls, tucking it between her lips to keep it from dangling. David grabbed the bundled string and tugged. Joanie gasped as the two balls moved within her and forced her inner muscles to tighten. “Oh yeah. I’m going to like these too.” David chuckled, patted her leg and then adjusted himself in his seat as he shifted the car into gear. The engine vibrated underneath her, while the silver balls glided against her sensitive inner muscles. Joanie swore she would die from pleasure. Nothing had ever felt so torturously wonderful. “You’re glowing.” David glanced her way, reaching to stroke her hair, before shifting gears and accelerating into the traffic. She smiled, unable to speak for a moment while sensations rippled through her. It was such a new feeling to be stroked from the inside. And the pleasure building inside her made her itch to have his cock

pounding her soaked and swollen cunt. “We aren’t going home?” Joanie watched as David turned into the parking lot of the grocery store they frequented. “Oh no, darlin‘.” David grinned and she studied his ruggedly handsome profile. “We’re going shopping. With those balls in that soaked pussy of yours, you’ll love the experience of walking in public while you come and come every time you move or bend over. I wouldn’t deprive you of this.” Joanie stared at the busy grocery store. Over the year or so that she had dated David Thorn, she had learned that public domination excited him and promised wonderful sex later. She admitted the thought of not knowing what David might try to make her do while in the grocery store made her nervous. Part of her wanted to beg to go home. But another part of her felt a thrill of anticipation, wondering what might happen with the balls inside her once they entered the very public store. Joanie knew if she relaxed and trusted David not to do anything that would harm her, she would be granted a sexual experience she would remember in her dreams. David hopped out of the car and she watched him move around the front of it. He was at her side by the time she’d opened her door and stood. The sun glistened against his black hair. Her fingers itched to run through it, feel the soft thickness of it. He caught her staring and gave her a wicked grin, his blue eyes darkening with passion. Running his hand down her back, he led her to the store. The smooth balls buried inside her brushed against her pussy walls, the cum soaking her inner thighs. “What do you want for supper?” David asked, as he grabbed a cart and pushed it toward the aisles. Food hadn’t crossed Joanie’s mind. She glanced down aisles as they passed them, but the balls clicked against each other inside her, and slid as she walked. David walked next to her, paying little attention to her as he scanned the food on each aisle. “Hey, Thorn, haven’t seen you in a while.” Joanie looked beyond David to see a tall man approach with thick blond hair pulled neatly into a ponytail. “Drake, how’s it going?” David smiled and shook the man’s hand. The two of them turned to look at Joanie. “You remember Joanie, my girlfriend?” “How could I forget?” Drake offered a gallant nod, and then exchanged a few comments with David before continuing on his way. Joanie smiled as Drake gave her a parting glance, but looked down when she noticed his appraisal of her. David pushed the cart to the next aisle and she hurried in spite of the balls sliding inside her. “Would you do him?” David asked after dropping a couple of steaks in the cart. “What?” Joanie met his gaze. “Of course not.” “I bet he’d do you if he had the chance.” “David.” Joanie glanced around her then lowered her voice to a whisper. “That’s not saying much of your friendship.”

“What if I told him he could do you?” Joanie studied David’s blue eyes as they watched her. She knew he waited to see her reaction to his question, but wasn’t sure how she should react. Was he serious? Drake had given her a once-over, but men did that. David had to know she wouldn’t cheat on him. But if he told someone else they could take a stab at her, maybe he wasn’t as interested as Joanie thought he was. A pang of disappointment rang through her. “Why would you tell someone that?” She looked away so he wouldn’t see her face. The pain of his comment had to be apparent. “Haven’t you ever given thought to doing two men at once?” Joanie jerked her head to gawk at him, but David turned the cart and walked toward the produce. She had no idea what they purchased for supper. Her thoughts remained in a jumble. More than one man fucking her. What an idea! And of course, David would be one of them. Watching David’s backside, the way his dark hair curled by his ears, and how his shirt stretched over his broad, solid shoulders. He walked with the confidence of a successful business owner, comfortable with his status in the community, proud and relaxed. In the year that they’d been dating, she still didn’t tire of watching him move. He was so damned sexy, so cocky and confident. She could feel her cum on her inner thighs, and wished she could run her fingers over her swollen cunt, ease the pulsing throb that grew by the moment. Having two men at once. David tempted her with the thought. Maybe the idea excited him, too. Her heart began a hard pitter-patter in her chest while she followed him, indifferent to anything he put in the cart while her thoughts raced over the idea. This was his idea, and with each moment it excited her more and more. What would it be like to fuck two men at once? Chapter Two Several months after they first started dating, David had insisted when they went shopping together, the time was for the two of them and no one else would interfere. Joanie had been impressed when she realized that meant the phones stayed home, too. Although her work didn’t bother her off hours as much as David’s did, she wasn’t surprised to see she had messages waiting when they returned to their apartment. While David returned calls in the other room, Joanie collapsed on their bed and pushed the necessary buttons to retrieve her own messages. Her free hand went to the string in between her legs while she listened. The two silver balls inside her rotated slowly while she tugged on the string. Pulling one way made the balls stroke one side of her pussy muscles, and then pulling the other way soothed the growing pressure on the other side. Heat rushed through her and she collapsed on the bed, her phone falling next to her ear while she explored with her new toy. Coaxing the silver balls around inside her cunt, pressure surged through her with a hot rush, the desire to come overwhelming her. The doorbell startled her and she choked on a breath, sitting up quickly. Grabbing her phone with her cum-soaked fingers, she jotted down the number of a client who wished to reschedule his appointment with her, before scooting to the end of the bed and pushing the bedroom door with her foot so that it almost closed.

Joanie reached for her new outfit and pulled it free from its bag. The black lace teddy and matching thong lay next to her on the bed while she pushed the buttons on her phone. She spread out, relaxing, her hand drifting slowly down her body. The voice from her next message brought her pause however. “Miss Anderson, this is Lisa Turnbill. If you can, will you return my call? I told my sister—well, explained to her—about what she saw.” Joanie rested her hand just above her pussy, holding her breath while she listened to the soft-spoken woman. “You told me I might feel better if I cleared the air with her. And you’ re right. I told her that what she saw me doing with those men wasn’t bad. That I wanted to fuck them all at once. Anyway, please call me.” Joanie played back the message and wrote down the number then looked at her clock to verify how long ago the call came through. Lisa Turnbill would never know she had taught Joanie more than she’d ever learned in any college course. Science claimed there was no such thing as a nymphomaniac, but Lisa made her wonder. Her promiscuous personality was brought to life with her mini-dresses and carefully applied makeup. Lisa liked to be noticed. And society so easily defined women like Lisa as an obsessive flirt. Joanie would have to call her back. Lisa was a fragile woman, and if her sister took it hard then she would be at her wit’s end unless she could talk to her therapist. And that was what Joanie was, to Lisa and so many others, a crutch to reality. “That girlfriend of yours leave you unattended today?” Leroy had a noticeable baritone, and Joanie recognized who he was as she overheard the two men in the other room. “No. She’s in the bedroom, probably playing with herself,” David said, and the two men chuckled. “You’re lucky to have such a live one. My old lady is good to me if she puts out more than twice a month.” Leroy was David’s office manager, and when David didn’t go to the office, it was a guarantee they would see Leroy at least once before the day was out. “You’re right, man. I’m one lucky son of a bitch. Joanie would fuck me all day if we didn’t have to earn a living. It’s all I can do to keep up with her ass.” “Well, you let me know if you ever need any help,” Leroy said, and laughed. Joanie remembered their conversation in the store before they had eaten. She held the phone in her hand, but couldn’t help focusing on the men’s conversation. Her thoughts drifted from her sexually obsessed client, to what it would be like to be with more than one man at a time. Lisa Turnbill had shared many experiences of sex with multiple partners. And Joanie was there to help her keep a grasp on reality, on what society said was proper. Yet she’d never been able to justify what Lisa did as wrong. Truth be told, it excited her. Not her sessions, but the thought in general. And it wasn’t like anyone would ever have to know. Her pussy throbbed, the urge to come, to have David’s cock pounding her aching pussy, overwhelmed her. She spread her legs, running her fingers over the smoothly shaven flesh that was burning with moist heat while she stroked herself. Two men fucking her at once. David had mentioned it, but had he been serious? Joanie shook her head and looked at the slip of paper that had Lisa Turnbill’s number on it. There was a woman so comfortable with her sexuality, yet scorned by her family because of the lifestyle she and her husband chose to lead. Lisa wanted her family’s love, their acceptance of her new husband. And it tore

her up inside that she didn’t have that. Joanie saw the obvious solution. Keep her sexual life private and don’t let others know what she was doing. But Lisa had married a man with a reputation. He was already known for his promiscuous behavior. David had a prominent job as the owner of Thorn Towing and Recovery. He was respected by those who knew him. Yet he also had a side to him that he’d revealed to her, and it intrigued her. Together they would explore it. And she had to admit that meant there was a sexual edge inside her that ached to be acknowledged. Just thinking about the possibilities made her pussy throb with anticipation. “I bet Joanie could handle at least two men at once. We’ve actually talked about it before.” David’s comment halted Joanie’s breath. Her heart began pulsing hard and she breathed quickly to keep up with the pounding in her chest. “Shit, man. You set something up and I’m there. You’ve got a hell of a lady in there, and if you’re willing to share, you just say the word.” Joanie couldn’t believe their conversation. David sounded serious, and Leroy appeared more than willing. Her fingers reached for the string attached to the two balls, and she tugged gently and began stroking her smooth lips as the moisture coated the string and her fingers. Leroy was a good-looking man. Joanie had never considered flirting with him, after all, he was one of David’s employees, and married. He would never be an option. But she had noticed his muscular body more than once. Although she had never been with a black man before, Joanie had fantasized about it. She wondered how many other women shared the same fantasy. And there was nothing wrong with a good fantasy. But David sounded like he wouldn’t mind turning the fantasy to reality. She imagined David, Leroy and Drake, David’s friend they had seen at the store, all doing her at once. Her mind didn’t readily offer her examples as to how it would play out. The string between her fingers dripped with cum as she allowed her thoughts to drift. None of the scenarios she conjured in her mind as to how they would begin appealed to her, so Joanie simply imagined three naked men with their hands on her all at once. She and David enjoyed watching dirty movies, and so she used scenes she remembered to fill in her lack of experience as she role-played in her mind. David would be kissing her. Joanie fell back on the bed, closed her eyes, and pulled the strings enough to force the balls to stroke her as she felt his kiss in her mind. While he kissed her, one of the other men would expose her breasts, kneading her then rubbing her nipple between his fingers. Joanie dropped her phone and reached under her shirt to play with her hard nipple while imagining it, twisting and pinching the oversensitive nub. The small act shot jolts of electricity through her, straight to her cunt. She imagined how David would instruct the other men. “Take her clothes off,” he would say. Joanie worked the balls inside her as she felt her body begin to climax. More hands touched her as her skirt would be pulled from her body and her shirt slid over her head. Joanie felt her inner heat reach boiling point at the thought of being naked and exposed in front of all those men. “Damn, babe. Glad to see you like your new toy.” David’s laughter brought her out of her fantasy, and Joanie jumped then curled into a ball to try and force the orgasm she’d been so close to having.

David sat on the bed and Joanie looked past him through the open bedroom doorway as she pulled down her shirt. She hadn’t heard his office manager leave. But David wouldn’t come in with him still there. Not without her consent. David slid his hand up her shirt, raising it, then lowered his head and sucked on her hardened nipple. White heat rushed through her making her want to curl her toes right up to her knees. “Oh yes,” she murmured and let her head fall back as his sucking allowed her to explode. “You heard us talking in the other room, didn’t you?” Joanie opened her eyes and watched David as he rubbed her nipple with his chin. He watched her, but his expression remained serious, his dark brooding gaze causing the fire to ignite in her once again. “Yeah, I heard,” she whispered, way too distracted by his mouth hovering over her breast. “I think you need to be with several men at once.” David watched her. “You would really like that.” “I keep thinking about it but I’m not sure I could do it.” Joanie felt her fantasy drift from her thoughts as the idea of making it a reality put a rock in her gut. “Sure you could. You’d love all the attention. And God knows, you can sure go long enough to satisfy more than one man.” “I’m trying to understand why you would want to share me, and not keep me to yourself.” Understanding his mind would make all of this so much easier. “Don’t you want me to be your girlfriend anymore?” “Hell yes, you’re my girlfriend. But watching another man fuck you would be hot. I love you, babe. Showing you off to another guy, letting him see how great I’ve got it, would be one hell of a turn-on.” “I love you, too.” Her mind twisted around images of two men pleasing her, touching and fondling her. It terrified her and made her burn with a growing ache at the same time. But what if she really liked it? What if the man David chose made her orgasm? She wouldn’t risk losing him over some sexual game. What if David saw her fucking another man and got jealous? He must have noticed her reaction to the idea didn’t match his because his tone softened. “It’s not like you would be out doing some guy I didn’t know about. I would set it up. And I would be there. This man I would choose would know he couldn’t touch you without my consent. And I would be very careful to choose a man who wouldn’t try to get more from you on the side afterwards. Joanie, you are mine, and I want to show you all the pleasures there are in life.” “You’re serious,” she said, although she’d guessed already that he was. Her mind swarmed with the thoughts of how serious he was about this. It was something that he really wanted. The more he talked about it, the more she was fantasizing about it. “But what if you set it up, and then I couldn’t go through with it. What if everyone arrived and I panicked and ran.” David grinned, and then flicked her exposed nipple with his tongue. “Then, my darlin‘, we would come after you.” “Would you really?” Joanie widened her eyes, but couldn’t keep the image of men stalking her with sex on their minds out of her thoughts. She almost came from the mental image. “Put on your outfit for me. I want to see you in it.” David adjusted himself on the bed, stretching his arms over his head and then cradling his head on his hands.

She reached for the silky outfit, the lace torturing her skin while heat swarmed through her. Showing off for David had her rushing to the bathroom. She hadn’t made it off the edge of the bed when he slapped her ass, the quick sting making her pussy pulse with anticipation. Her fingers were damp while she slipped out of her clothes and then guided the outfit over her hips and up her torso. Thin spaghetti straps held the outfit up and her full breasts swelled in the triangle cut lace that barely covered them. She stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. “Oh shit,” she murmured, as she pulled the ben-wa balls out of her. She almost came while staring at herself and holding the cream covered balls. It was quite a sight watching them appear and the feelings that went through her while they slid out— Dear Lord! Her pussy throbbed as she stared at herself in the mirror. Almost thirty, she thought she still had a shapely figure. Her tummy was flat, and the outfit hugged her in all the right places. She turned, taking in how the material curved over her ass, exposing quite a bit of her. David loved seeing her in sexy outfits. And she had to agree it made her feel pretty, desirable, and horny as hell. “If you’re in there playing with yourself, I want to watch.” David’s tone was deep, a husky sound to it. She turned toward the door, smiling. “And maybe I don’t want you to watch,” she teased, opening the door and enjoying the look that crossed his face when she stepped into the bedroom. “Come here.” He’d had time to slip out of his clothes and lay on the bed looking sexy as hell. Black curly hair spread over his muscular chest. His hands were still behind his head, his arm muscles bulging. David’s work kept him trim and in shape and she enjoyed the view of his rippling abs. His cock was thick and long and hard as a rock. It captured her attention and she couldn’t look away, approaching the bed while her mouth suddenly grew very moist. “Do you like the outfit?” she asked, going to her knees on the bed and crawling over him. “You are fucking hot as hell.” He grabbed her, pulling her over him as his arm went around her neck. His kiss was powerful, dominating and a bit on the wild side. He impaled her mouth with his tongue, filling her as she knew his cock would do to her pussy. Joanie sighed, relaxing over him, her breasts pressing against the material. The hardness of his body underneath her tortured her as desperately as his kiss did. The slit of material that stretched over her cunt was taut, rubbing against her clit and ass. She pulled up to her knees, feeling the cool air in the room brush over her soaked pussy, antagonizing it, making her crave to shake her hips back and forth, rub the narrow piece of material against her most sensitive areas. “David,” she breathed, the first second she had when he released her mouth. He ran his hands over her head, tangling his fingers through her hair. His eyes were ablaze with passion. “ Fuck me, sweetheart. Straddle me and ride me. I want to watch.” Her pussy burned. Fire soared through her, her mind boiling with need. Sliding out of her thong, she watched his gaze fog over with lust as she dropped it on the bed next to them. Joanie lowered herself

over him, spreading her legs, her inner thigh muscles stretching. His eager cock pressed against her pussy, hot and swollen. Slowly lowering herself, she felt him fill her, stretch her pussy, stroke the ache that burned through her. Tipping her head back, she reached for her breasts, showing off for the man she loved while riding his cock. “God. You’re torturing me,” David groaned. She knew when she took her time riding him it made him nuts. Eventually he would take over and give her the fucking of her life. And right now, that was exactly what Joanie wanted. David gripped her hips, forcing her down on his cock, impaling her with his hardness so that she felt it clear up to her belly button. “Oh shit.” Her hands went to his chest, holding on while she exploded and fiery light pranced before her eyes. His fingers pressed into her flesh, keeping his cock deep inside her. He swelled, pulsated, exploding along with her. An afternoon delight…and she loved it. Collapsing against his hard as a rock chest, she smiled contentedly, his cock still throbbing deep inside her. David’s arms came around her, snuggling her to him. “I need to go to the office for a while,” he whispered into her hair. She wiggled over him, enjoying how he felt inside her. “More,” she murmured, wishing more than anything they could just spend the day making love. David laughed. “You always want more.” Joanie’s cell phone rang, and she jumped since it lay on the covers next to her head. She stared at it a moment, willing her heart to return to a slower beat so she could catch her breath. David picked it up and handed it to her. She stared at the illuminated screen. “One of my clients is having some trouble.” Lisa Turnbill’s number was displayed on the cell phone screen. “I should take this call.” “All right, darlin‘. We can do round two later today.” He rolled over on top of her, thrusting deep inside her one last time, and then slid out of her. David scooted backwards off the bed, and then left her alone in the bedroom. Opening the phone, she lay back on the bed. “Hello.” “Joanie, this is Lisa.” Her client’s throaty tone made introductions unnecessary. Joanie recognized her voice immediately. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” Lisa continued. David’s work took up a lot of his time. Joanie wouldn’t have gotten more than a quickie even if the phone hadn’t rung.

“No. You aren’t interrupting. What can I do for you?” “I need to see you. It’s urgent.” Lisa’s tone added to the fact that she sounded distressed. “I just don’t know what to do about my sister.” “Give me an hour,” Joanie told her and then said her goodbyes. Being a sex therapist offered her some interesting clients. She had those who were impotent, to hardened criminals, convicted of the most heinous crimes. But something about Lisa intrigued her. Maybe it was the simple truth that she and Lisa had a lot in common, a craving for sex. Yet Lisa had taken her craving to the next level. David’s suggestion that other men join them drifted into her mind as she traipsed to the bathroom. What would it be like to have more than one man at a time? Chapter Three David left the parking lot of their apartment complex, shifting gears as he merged with traffic. Taking half the day off to spend with Joanie meant that he had a busy afternoon ahead of him. He ran a tight ship, and had a good bunch of employees, but problems always seemed to occur when he took time off. At least he would deal with them in a good frame of mind. Joanie did that for him. She kept him sane. And it had been that way with her since the first day he met her. Hell, she was beautiful, stunning in fact. The woman made his cock hard as a rock whenever he laid his eyes on her. But there was more to her than that. Her willingness to be with him, the way she cared about what was in his head, everything about her made him positive he wanted her by his side always. What appealed to him most, though, was her sense of adventure. She showed it in the bedroom, and in her life. It baffled him some days, the way she would take on others’ problems, take the time to know people and see what made them tick, and be able to see through to a valid solution. Life with Joanie would never be boring. That realization made his heart hurt, brought out emotions that no one had ever been able to stir. Images of her gentle blue eyes, the way the sun glistened against her blonde hair, the way her cheeks glowed when she was happy or amused, those thoughts made the ache in his chest spread throughout him. He was one lucky motherfucker. His cell phone rang while he worked his way through traffic, pulling him from his thoughts. “Thorn here,” he said, while adjusting his earpiece so that he could drive and talk on the phone. “Hi, boss,” his mechanic said. “I’ve just about got that timing belt on the roll-back. But the International is going to need new brakes. The driver just brought it in and parked it. I wouldn’t have called, but Leroy said you were on your way to the office and I thought maybe if I ordered them you could pick them up for me.” If it wasn’t one thing it was another. “Sure thing. I’ll stop by and grab them here in a few.” He cut into the other lane to head toward the parts store. Thinking about his conversation with Leroy earlier, he knew if he offered Joanie to the man, Leroy would jump on it in a second. But that wasn’t what David wanted. Joanie deserved a special treat. She would see Leroy from time to time, and David didn’t want to create awkward situations for her. Planning out what he had in mind for her, and finding just the right man, would take time. He would see to it that Joanie’s first time with another man was a perfect experience.

A thought hit him and he reached for his phone. “Jeffrey,” he said, when his old friend answered the phone. “What’s up?” Jeffrey Mills had first introduced David to the world of sharing partners when he’d invited him to join him and his wife. It had been several years since Millie, Jeffrey’s wife, had died of cancer. David noted the happy tone in his friend’s voice. It was good to know he was finally moving on with his life. “I thought I’d see what you were doing tonight. Take a break from working and join us for a drink at our place.” David could discuss his plans with Jeffrey in person. “Mind if I bring Roxanne?” David smiled. “So Joanie is decent at matchmaking, is she? Wasn’t it just a few months ago that she hooked you two up?” “Roxanne is a heck of a lady.” Jeffrey’s firm response showed where his happiness was coming from. “Bring her along. I’m sure Joanie would love to see her.” David pulled into the parts store and parked. After setting a time for drinks that night, he hung up the phone. Jeffrey would be the perfect choice. A man he’d known since his partying days, and who understood the rules. David would call the shots, and Jeffrey would oblige them. Getting out of the car, he wondered when the right time would be to tell Joanie. Maybe it would be best if he didn’t tell her at all. If she knew ahead of time what was in store for her, it would only give her time to get nervous. Sometimes spontaneity was best. The rest of the day flew, with way too much paperwork waiting for him when he returned to the office. Owning his own business had been his dream since high school. Answering to no one, the buck stops here—all of that appealed to him. And it still did. But damn it if he didn’t enjoy going home at the end of the day. He placed a few quick calls. Confirming that Joanie was still at work, and that Jeffrey and Roxanne were on their way over, he hurried home. He barely had time for a quick shower when Jeffrey and his new girlfriend showed up. “Joanie isn’t home yet,” he told Roxanne. “Don’t worry about me.” She waved long thin fingers at the two of them. “I can make myself at home. You two go talk about whatever it is men talk about.” She giggled. Roxanne was a pretty lady and had been friends with Joanie as long as he’d known her. The two of them had met in college. While he’d been struggling to get a new business off the ground, those two had been hanging out in study halls, earning degrees. He was proud of both of them, and had no regrets that he’d chosen to pursue his dreams without extending his education. He left Roxanne in front of the television and walked out onto his patio with Jeffrey, both of them holding chilled beers that he’d pulled from the fridge. “There’s something I want to offer Joanie,” he began, once he’d closed the sliding glass door so that they had some privacy.

“What’s that?” Jeffrey took a long drink from his bottle. “I want to give her the experience of being with two men at once.” He waited for Jeffrey’s reaction, knowing he would get more from his expression than from anything the man might say to him. Any man would be a fool to turn down a chance to be with Joanie. Jeffrey stared at him for a long moment, not lowering his bottle. Finally he took another drink and swallowed. “You’re asking me to be the second man?” There was a twinkle of amusement in Jeffrey’s pale blue eyes. “I want a man I can trust, and who won’t abuse the situation.” David knew he didn’t need to elaborate. Jeffrey nodded. “She is your woman. And I’m honored. When do you want to do this?” “What are you doing this Friday night?” Jeffrey glanced into the living room where Roxanne sat cuddled on the couch. As if she sensed the two of them watching her, she looked over her shoulder, and then winked and grinned at them. “Let me talk to Roxanne about it,” he said, which didn’t surprise David in the least. David wouldn’t want Roxanne left in the dark about it. And that was why he had chosen Jeffrey. The man knew loyalty, and how to respect a woman. He had nothing to worry about by asking his friend to fuck Joanie. Chapter Four Lisa Turnbill turned away from the window she’d been staring out of for the past few minutes. Due to an unforeseen emergency, they’d had to reschedule and now she was Joanie’s last client for the day, yet her most intriguing one. “It’s hard to believe sometimes that we are flesh and blood,” she told Joanie with a sigh. Joanie sat behind her desk, watching the pretty woman, listening as her tape recorder turned slowly, recording their conversation. “You wouldn’t be here talking to me about all of this if you didn’t care about your sister,” Joanie pointed out. “Oh. I love her very much.” Lisa was dressed, showing off all of the money her husband made. Wearing a silk shirt and pleated slacks, she looked every bit the country club housewife. But there was a relaxed air about Lisa that Joanie liked. “I didn’t know she was coming over. And Matt had prepared the evening for me. My sister thought I was being raped. I’m still not sure I’ve calmed her down yet.” Lisa returned to the chair on the other side of Joanie’s desk, where she had sat for the first hour of their session. Now in overtime, the woman had begun pacing. “So she walked in and found you tied up, with several men bent over you.”

Lisa nodded. “She didn’t recognize my husband Matt at first. When she screamed I almost had a heart attack. But I was bound securely. I couldn’t do anything to appease her.” “And you were gagged.” Joanie didn’t take notes during a session, but the details that Lisa had shared with her played vividly in her mind. Lisa nodded. “Leah, my sister, didn’t know the other men. Matt tried to console her, assure her that I wasn’t being forced to do anything that I didn’t want to do, but Leah ran from the house. I’ve gone over to her place twice this week already. She won’t talk to me.” “Does she just not answer the door?” Joanie asked, imagining what might be going through Lisa’s sister’s head. “She answers the door, but then just crosses her arms over her chest and stares at me like I’ve committed some terrible deed.” Lisa threw her hands out in exasperation. “If she would just loosen up a bit, she might see that my way of life isn’t all that bad. Sometimes acting out your fantasies is a lot of fun.” “Depending on what your fantasies are, I agree.” Joanie smiled and glanced at the clock. Lisa did the same. “I know I’ve gone over my hour. Thanks for seeing me. Maybe when I come in next week I’ll have better news to share about my sister.” “Maybe you should give her some space, time to digest what she witnessed. Thinking that her sister was being attacked and raped was very traumatic for her. I think once she’s had time to think about it, she might be willing to talk to you.” Lisa nodded, but had a stubborn purse to her lips. Joanie had a feeling her advice fell on deaf ears. Lisa would harass her sister until Leah talked to her. She scheduled a time to see Lisa the next week, and then waited until her client had left the office so she could lock up. People like Lisa didn’t really need a counselor. But her client craved acceptance. She had no problem with everyone knowing about her promiscuous lifestyle and wanted them to understand and not judge her for her actions. Unfortunately, the world just wasn’t like that. Joanie left her office and walked to her parked car, lost in thought. From previous sessions, she knew her client had fallen in love with and married a man who indulged in sexual activities that many would judge inappropriate. But Lisa was happy. And as long as her husband didn’t force her, or encourage her to do things that would hurt her, Joanie couldn’t see the harm in it. Her place wasn’t to judge, though. Joanie served as someone who listened, offered advice when it was sought, and helped sort through unsettling issues when needed. She wondered if Lisa’s sister would ever seek out counseling. Joanie pulled into the parking lot of their apartment complex and parked her car. She noticed her best friend Roxanne’s car parked several stalls down. Joanie took a deep breath and put a smile on her face. Work was best left at work, and spending an evening visiting with her friend sounded just fine at the moment. “David told us you were working late tonight,” Roxanne said, as she opened a beer and handed it to Joanie. “I needed to see a client.” Joanie knew Roxanne wouldn’t question her further. The two had been friends for over five years, having met while in college. Roxanne understood Joanie’s commitment to her work.

“Well, I’m glad you’re home.” Roxanne leaned against the counter and brushed her bangs to the side. Ever since her girlfriend had decided to grow her brown hair longer, Roxanne complained regularly about it. But Joanie liked how it looked, and told Roxanne that every time she complained. The red highlights that shone when the light hit Roxanne were completely enviable. Her girlfriend turned to face her, and crossed one thin tan leg over the other. “Jeffrey and David have been out on the terrace talking about something, and every time I go out there, they change the subject. I’ ve felt so unwanted.” Roxanne offered a pouty look, and Joanie grinned at her before walking to the kitchen door and looking into the living room. Roxanne’s boyfriend and David stood out on the terrace talking, but Joanie couldn’t hear what they said. “Well, let’s go break up their party.” Joanie led the way through the living room, and slid the glass door open to join the men. “There you are, sexy,” David said, and slid his arm around her waist, then squeezed her rear end. “We were just talking about you.” “Roxanne told me she was feeling very unwanted,” Joanie scolded with a smile. “Never,” Jeffrey said, and reached for his girlfriend. “We were actually discussing the both of you.” “And what was this conversation about?” Joanie accepted the spot on David’s lap, as he sat down in one of their matching terrace chairs, and pulled her down on him. “We were discussing having a party of sorts this weekend,” Jeffrey offered. “Possibly out at the cabin I have by the lake.” “A party of sorts?” Roxanne sat in the other chair and pulled her knees to her chest. “What kind of party?” “Now that is what you two will find out in good time.” David offered no further explanation. “That sounds rather mysterious.” Joanie cocked her head at David, noticing the sparkle of desire in his eyes. She was afraid to question him further, but couldn’t help wonder if possibly he was planning a sexual adventure for her. Her pussy throbbed at the thought, making her realize that the thought excited her. She wanted to experience two men at once. No matter that it made her nervous playing out her fantasy. Imagining it coming true had her panties soaked. “Some things are worth waiting to find out about,” he told her, wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling her neck. “You two are up to something.” Roxanne grinned at Joanie, but then gave both men a shrewd look. She, too, seemed aroused by how mysterious the men were being. Her cheeks were flushed when Jeffrey stroked her thigh. Roxanne looked down, watching the act, and Joanie found herself doing the same. She sipped at her drink, finding her thoughts drifting to the many topics these two men could have been discussing before they joined them. But there were only a few that they would refuse to disclose to them. Anticipation had Joanie’s tummy

twisting in knots. If the two of them were planning something, and wouldn’t share what it was, more than likely it was something special. She drank again from her beer, her mouth suddenly dry. Her heart raced in her chest while remembering some of the escapades her client, Lisa, had shared with her. Was David planning something similar? Hopefully she would get answers after Roxanne and Jeffrey left. That’s what she would do, she would fuck David later that night, and make him confess all. Chapter Five Joanie slipped into one of her favorite sexy outfits later that night after Jeffrey and Roxanne left. It was black, mostly see-through, and one of David’s favorites. Her nipples strained through the lacy material, turning to hardened points from the texture. The matching thong had a small triangle of material that covered her pussy and black lace-covered elastic that rode high to her hipbones and then formed into one piece to slide down her ass. Immediately upon trying on the outfit, heat rushed through her, the lace brushing over her, her pussy throbbing while moisture trickled through the pulsating folds of skin. Joanie walked barefoot from the bathroom to the bedroom, but as she reached for the light switch, strong hands grabbed her from behind, pulling her own hands behind her back. David pushed her to the bed, and then crushed her underneath him as they fell on the satin bedspread. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,” he whispered in her ear, and at the same time she felt the handcuffs he loved to use on her, slip around her wrists. Suddenly she was restrained, her hands pinned behind her back, held together by the black, padded cuffs. She was at his mercy, bound and helpless. The feeling sent waves of white heat rushing through her. “Oh, I need that so bad,” she moaned, her heart racing with excitement. “I know what you need.” His whispered confidence sent shivers charging through her. Joanie twisted her head, straining to look over her shoulders at him. Her body pulsed with excitement, soaking her inner thighs with her lust. “What do I need?” She was almost afraid to ask, although driven with curiosity as to what he might do to her tonight. David shifted his weight off of her, a sudden coolness hitting her skin where his sizzling heat had been. She couldn’t see what he did, but knew he reached for their nightstand, where the sex toys were kept. Her heart raced in her chest, anticipation making her giddy. Leaving her lying on her tummy, her hands strapped behind her back, David moved around her. The soft hum of a vibrator sounded over her head. Her pussy swelled, delight soaring through her. She loved being played with, teased, and her body ached for him to get started. David positioned himself next to her, his cock hard and ready, next to her face. She lapped at it, tasting his salty pre-cum on her tongue. More than anything she wanted him in her, anywhere. Her body tensed, then relaxed, cum seeping over her shaved pussy. She would explode simply from anticipation if he didn’t move any faster. Stretching her body, she managed to get close enough to him to suck his cock into her mouth. “That’s it, baby. God. Your mouth is so hot.” David groaned with pleasure while he arched into her.

His hands stroked her hips while he slid the thong off of her. The vibrating dildo pressed between her legs, the warmth of his hand caressing her skin. Tingles rushed through her. She sucked eagerly at his cock. “There is nothing more exciting than watching a woman get fucked while she sucks on a cock.” His cock throbbed in her mouth. She ran her tongue along its length, loving how rock-hard he got. The hard plastic toy vibrated against her clit, sending chills of pleasure through her. She arched her back, lifting her ass to give him better access. “You’ve seen a woman get fucked by two men before,” she whispered against the length of his shaft, knowing he had, but wanting to hear about it right now. “Oh yes. I’ve joined Jeffrey in the past. I love watching a cock slide in and out of a lady while she’s giving me head.” His tone was a throaty whisper, his cock pulsating against her lips while he shared the erotic memory. He slipped the dildo inside her, and at the same time his cock glided over her lips, filling her mouth with its hardness. Imagining that there were two men fucking her, she lapped at his cock, while spreading her legs as far as she could so that he could thrust the toy deeper into her cunt. She thought her world would turn upside down from the pleasure of it. Ideas whirled through her head, and she let his cock slide from her mouth, kissing the swollen tip of it lovingly. “Did you switch places after a bit? Did she get fucked by both of you?” she whispered, giving her fantasy life with the possibilities. David chuckled. “You would love it. And there is nothing better than fucking a pussy that’s on fire from another man’s cock having just been in there.” “I’d be nervous,” she admitted, her tummy doing little flip-flops. David eased his cock slowly back into her mouth. She ran her tongue over the velvety skin that sheathed his hard flesh. The dildo vibrated inside her, moving back and forth with a rhythm that matched his cock. Filling her, stretching her, her mouth and pussy being fucked at the same time, Joanie couldn’t bear it any longer. The pressure reached a boiling point inside her, wave after wave of pure pleasure breaking and flooding through her. “David!” she cried out, his cock still against her lips. “Oh. Damn.” Her orgasm exploded violently, shattering her ability to think, to focus on anything other than the pleasure he’d just brought her. He rolled to the side of her then flipped her onto her back, sliding the vibrator out of her. “That’s what I love about you, you always need it so bad.” David grinned and then took one of her nipples between his thumb and finger, squeezing it hard through the lace. Joanie sucked in her breath as David pulled on her nipple, electricity sizzling through her straight to her cunt. She loved the glazed look that appeared on his face when he played with her. He rose to his knees, his naked body a picture of perfection before her. She ached to run her fingers through the rough curls of

black hair that covered his chest, and she squirmed, trying to free her hands. David loved making her his captive, and he smiled at her futile attempt to be free. He began kneading her breasts and then shoved her lacy outfit up, exposing her, making her breasts feel too swollen, heavy and full and in dire need of more attention. She could feel the hardness of his cock next to her leg, and tried rubbing it with her thigh. “You can play with me when I tell you it’s time,” David grumbled, and pressed his body on hers to prevent her movement. “See how desperately you need more. You come and still beg for it.” “I can’t help it,” she whispered, as he lashed at her nipple with his tongue and then rubbed it between his teeth. “It feels so damned good.” Joanie yelped when his teeth grazed over her, heat racing through her body, and turning to liquid between her legs. His hands grabbed her sides, long fingers wrapping around her as he sucked as much of her breast as he could into his mouth. Joanie arched her back, the pressure growing inside her as she ached to come. She knew David well enough to know he would control when, and how, she came. His mouth slid to her other breast, and he began the intimate torture once again. His tongue swirled around her nipple, and he blew on it before placing his hot mouth over the hardened nub, and rubbing it with his tongue. Again Joanie squirmed, but his grip on her tightened, reminding her to remain still and endure his torment. “What do you want?” he spoke with his mouth full of her. “Fuck me,” she begged. David laughed, tracing a hot path with his tongue along her breast. “That simple?” Just spread you open and fuck you?“ Joanie groaned as her heart pounded in her soaked pussy. “Just call me easy,” she managed to say, although she wanted to tell him to shut up and fuck her. David’s hands moved down the side of her body until he reached her hips. He adjusted his body, so that he could lift her ass from the bed. Joanie took the opportunity to wiggle her hands, but the furry handcuffs held tight. David squeezed her ass, and ran kisses down her thighs. “I can smell that pussy of yours.” His breath felt hot against her skin, and bubbles of cum tickled her pussy. “Please, David,” she begged again. “Please. I need to come.” David let go of her ass and reached around to spread her legs. “Oh, I know you do, baby.” He ran his tongue over her pussy and ass, his breath singeing her skin while his tongue worked magic that would make her crazy. “You’re absolutely soaked.” David slid a finger inside her. She was so soaked that he had no problem sliding in and out. “Don’t move, or I will stop,” he instructed, and Joanie fought to hold still. She watched David in the darkness as he focused on his task. His black hair hung around his face, shadowing his expression. Muscles moved in his broad shoulders as he slipped a second finger inside her and began moving his hand back and forth as he finger-fucked her. Joanie squeezed her eyes closed,

exerting all of her energy on not moving her body, when all she wanted to do was thrust her hips to meet the movement of his hand. When the third finger entered her, David spread his fingers, stretching her pussy, and his lips found her clit. He sucked gently and Joanie thought she would go over the edge. Waves of sexual desire rushed through her and she fought to relax so she could complete her orgasm. David licked at her pussy juices and Joanie gasped as she exploded and clenched her legs. In spite of his instruction, she tightened her leg muscles around David’s head as cum released through the broken dam of lust. David pulled his fingers out of her, grabbed her legs, and forced them apart so far she felt the strain in her inner thighs. His nose and tongue dived into her pussy and he lapped at the cum she released. “Oh my God,” Joanie screamed, and arched her back as she shook her head from side to side. “Shit. Fuck. Damn.” Before she had a chance to come down from her orgasm, David pulled away from her, and flipped her over with little effort. He slapped her ass hard enough to sting. “On your knees,” he ordered, and Joanie hurried to pull her knees up, sticking her ass in the air, with her head remaining on the bed. Her hands remained clasped behind her back, and she struggled to do what he requested. Joanie’s cheek smashed into the bedspread, and her hair fell over her face. With her hands bound, she couldn’t push it out of her way, and she blew, but couldn’t move the strands. Let them stay there. Her pussy throbbed so hard, and her ass felt warm from David’s hand. More attention. All she needed now was more. David grabbed her ass, squeezing and stretching, as his long fingers kneaded, pushing, while thumbs pressed against her asshole and pussy. Joanie wiggled her ass, and he spanked her. “Be still,” he whispered, and she moaned. And then he thrust. With no warning, he slammed his cock deep into her soaked pussy, slamming that spot that craved relief. He slammed again, and again, and Joanie exploded as she screamed. His grip on her ass was rough, pulling as he pounded her with his cock. Joanie forgot to hold still, and David maintained his death-grip on her ass as he rode her hard, sliding his cock in and out of her pussy with such vengeance that she slid back and forth on the bed, her hair tangled in her face, and her hands helpless to control the act. And then he pulled free of her pussy, lifted her ass and flipped her so she landed roughly with her fingers digging deep into her lower back. He grabbed her hair and pulled her face toward him. Joanie opened her mouth on instinct, and his cum-soaked cock slipped past her tongue and down her throat. “Suck, baby.” His voice sounded rough, as if it had been him doing the screaming. “Don’t lose a drop.” His thick cock thrust in and out of her mouth, driving deep into her throat and then pulling back so the tip of his cock touched her lips. And Joanie did her best to work him, sucking and lapping her tongue over every part of his cock she could get to during his quick movements. When she felt him swell, and veins thicken along his rock-hard cock, she sucked hard, tightening her mouth around him. This time David howled, throwing his head back as he slammed his body into her face. Strands of hair stuck to Joanie’s cheeks, but she didn’t care. David’s cum tasted real good—she had always thought so. As hot, thick cum poured into her mouth, Joanie swallowed, but kept her tongue

moving to taste every drop. David finally fell next to her, leaving her lying in the middle of the bed, looking up at him and smiling as his strained look slowly relaxed into a satisfied expression. His cobalt blue eyes met her gaze and he smiled and chuckled. “Even when I bind you, you can do me in.” He sat up and reached around her, then freed her hands with a gentle tug. As soon as she was free, Joanie reached for him, and sucked him back into her mouth. David jumped and grabbed her then pulled her up to lie next to him. “You aren’t done, are you?” she teased, grinning at him. David laughed and shook his head. “Now this is why I’ve decided on the plans we now have for this upcoming weekend. I’m going to make sure you are fucked until you can’t take it anymore.” Joanie collapsed back on her pillow, his words tightening her stomach into knots of anticipation. There was no way she could sleep now. David just made it sound like her fantasy was soon to come to life. Chapter Six Joanie rolled over, frustrated, and punched her pillow. David wouldn’t offer any further information on the upcoming weekend, and had tried to cuddle with her to fall asleep. When his breathing deepened and slowed, which took a matter of minutes, Joanie had rolled from his arms. Now she couldn’t sleep. She was still horny, and David had responded with a comment about the upcoming weekend, then tucked her in and told her to sleep. Joanie lay there with her eyes wide, staring into the darkness. Sleep wouldn’t be easy with her mind swirling with the possibilities he had planned. She hated his calm stubbornness, and loved that quality in him at the same time. What that man did to her! Roxanne’s new boyfriend, Jeffrey, had said something about meeting at his cabin. Joanie didn’t know him very well, but Roxanne thought the world of him. David had known the man for years and the two of them had partied a lot in their younger days. And from the times they’d spent together, Joanie liked him too. He had that boy-next-door look about him, with soft, brown curly hair, and blue eyes bordered with lashes so long they should be on a woman. He wasn’t as tall as David, or as muscular, but he had that confident attitude about him that Joanie liked to see in a man. She let her mind drift to the conversations earlier that day. David had mentioned another man joining them, and then made that comment about this upcoming weekend. He’d been discussing something with Jeffrey and they didn’t want Roxanne to know about it. Would Jeffrey agree to join her and David without telling Roxanne? Joanie wouldn’t be able to agree to that. But David wouldn’t suggest such a thing either. Joanie felt sure about that. So what had they been discussing? David had something up his sleeve for the upcoming weekend. And it involved sex. Kinky sex. Joanie knew David well enough to know that he liked adventures, and would go to the extreme of planning something erotic if he thought she would enjoy it. She had to admit the thought of having more than one man playing with her turned her on. But it was a fantasy. Would it be as exciting in real life? Joanie sighed, knowing she could think about it all night and never have her answer. David could be very stubborn, and he wouldn’t enlighten her of his plans until he was ready. The best thing she could do was

to clear her thoughts and go to sleep. Easier said than done. She woke up the next morning tangled in the sheets and alone. It wasn’t unusual for David to be gone before sunup with his line of work. She went about her morning routine and headed to her office. Maybe Roxanne had better luck than she did finding out what the men had talked about. She would see what her friend was doing for lunch, and hopefully learn something about the upcoming weekend. “There is no way I can get away from the office today.” Roxanne sounded rushed, which was nothing unusual. She worked her ass off as an accountant at a local firm here in town. “Well, how about later this week then?” Joanie suggested, checking her tone so she wouldn’t sound disappointed. Patience was not one of her virtues. She wanted to know more about this weekend. David wouldn’t budge on the subject, and she wouldn’t question Roxanne while she was working. They set a date for lunch and Joanie wondered how she would possibly manage to get through the week. All she could do was bury herself in her work, focusing on her clients’ problems instead of her own. Thursday was the soonest the two women could meet, and Joanie bounded out of bed that morning, grateful that she had several appointments that would make time go by faster until her lunch date with Roxanne. “You’re distracted.” Roxanne sat across from Joanie as they munched on sandwiches over their lunch hour. “What?” Joanie blinked her thoughts away, and put her half-eaten sandwich on her plate. “I’m sorry. What did you say?” “I said that Jeffrey told me today that he has the cabin cleaned for this weekend.” Roxanne bit into her ham and cheese sandwich, and stretched her tanned legs in front of her on Joanie’s living room carpet. “ He called me an hour or so ago and told me that he drove out there this morning and spent some time cleaning it up. I guess we’re going to go shopping tonight to stock the cabinets for this weekend.” “Did he say anything about what we would do out there?” Joanie wouldn’t admit her distraction, but her thoughts had been preoccupied all week with the upcoming weekend. When Roxanne had called her earlier that morning to confirm they would meet for lunch, and then suggested they meet at Joanie’s house since it was conveniently located between where they both worked, Joanie had thought it a good idea. Her thoughts had been so consumed with the possibilities David might have planned that she knew their conversation would be best held in private. “Just have fun, I guess.” Roxanne glanced at her a minute longer without saying anything. Or, at least it seemed to Joanie that her best friend thought to say more and didn’t. “I know I’m really looking forward to getting away.” Joanie leaned back on the couch and stared at her friend. Roxanne stared at the television, seemingly engrossed in the soap opera. Her friend had always been a looker, and the two of them out together could turn a head or two. Joanie liked the way Roxanne was long and lean, with a flat tummy and large full breasts that she enjoyed displaying through snug-fitting shirts. The lady was sexy, no doubt about it. And although Joanie didn’t have her friend’s height, or naturally tanned skin, she knew that she looked just as good. David had told her he would enjoy watching another man fuck her. But how would she feel about

watching David fuck another woman? She imagined David fucking Roxanne and realized the thought made her wet. Joanie had seen Roxanne without clothes on before, being best friends over the years they had changed clothes in front of each other more than once. And Roxanne had a body a man would enjoy. Joanie knew, however, that a fantasy enjoyed didn’t necessarily mean the experience in reality would be pleasurable. Trust entered in as the primary factor. Joanie realized this immediately. Did she trust David? Yes. Beyond a shadow of a doubt she trusted the man. And what about Roxanne? Of course she trusted her best friend. Joanie had thought lunch at her house today would be the perfect opportunity to talk to Roxanne about this weekend. And Joanie wouldn’t want to discuss such an intimate topic if she didn’t trust Roxanne. “David won’t tell me what we’ll be doing while we’re at the cabin,” Joanie began, suddenly feeling nervous, in spite of her mental pep talk. “So I wondered if maybe the two of you had discussed any plans.” “Huh?” Roxanne turned her attention from the soap, and then smiled, looking distracted from the emotional scene playing out on the screen. “Sorry. What’s this about plans?” “Well.” Joanie cleared her throat, and made a show of wadding her paper napkin and tossing it over her mostly eaten sandwich. “David has made some suggestions lately. And well, then he tells me that he and Jeffrey have planned a getaway this weekend.” Joanie paused, and Roxanne offered a blank expression. Suddenly Joanie felt foolish for trying to bring up the subject. She needed to either say exactly what was on her mind, or drop it now before her friend wondered what the hell she was talking about. Joanie took a deep breath and blew through puckered lips. “What suggestions has he made?” Roxanne turned her back to the television, and pulled her knees to her chin then crossed her arms around her legs. She offered her complete attention. “He thinks it would be hot if someone joined us sexually.” Joanie stared at her friend for her immediate reaction. Roxanne just stared at her. Joanie felt heat spread from her cheeks to her collarbone, and grabbed her plate, then stood so fast she almost tripped over her own coffee table. She turned for the kitchen, grasping for something to say so she didn’t offend her friend. “I mean, he hasn’t come out and said that something like that might be in store for this weekend.” Heat flushed through her. He’d suggested it although she was now too embarrassed to mention that. Excitement at the possibility of something kinky happening mixed with embarrassment. She sucked in air, trying to make herself relax. After all, this was Roxanne she was talking to, her best friend. But even a best friend could judge you. She hurried toward the kitchen, knowing she had just made a fool of herself and wishing she had kept her mouth closed.

“Jeffrey has told me about adventures he’s had in the past. I think it would be fun to be able to watch some of it,” Roxanne said, and Joanie turned in the middle of the kitchen, realizing her friend had followed her and stood in the doorway. She didn’t look upset. “So he said that something was going on this weekend?” Joanie asked, her heart suddenly racing so hard that she could hardly breathe. “Is David trying to force you into doing something that you don’t want to do?” Suddenly Roxanne sounded concerned. “No. Oh, no. Not at all.” Joanie dropped her leftover food in the trash, and then put her plate in the dishwasher. “I guess it embarrassed me to bring it up,” she mumbled. “I know you love David, but if there is something…” Roxanne hesitated, worry masking her expression. “ You know I’m here if you want to talk.” Joanie smiled. Roxanne would have made one hell of a good counselor. “David is the catch of the century. And you know it’s more than his sex appeal.” Roxanne’s expression relaxed just a bit. “Yes, but…” she prompted. “There are no ‘buts’.” And there weren’t. She reached for Roxanne, clasping her hand in her own. “He is so secure in his manhood. He’s done himself proud with his business. Everyone thinks the world of him. Me included.” “You don’t have to sell me on his reputation.” Roxanne squeezed Joanie’s hand, her dark eyes now twinkling with amusement. “I know that you love him. He’s a strong man, and I don’t mean just physically. As long as he doesn’t try to control you, turn you into a doormat.” “Never.” Joanie would never tolerate such a relationship. “That’s not David. We spend hours lying together talking about our feelings. I’m really lucky, you know? Not many men take the time to know what’s in your head.” “Don’t I know it,” Roxanne agreed readily. “Most men only care about what is in your pants.” “Exactly. David cares about more than that. He wants to know how I feel about things. What my fantasies are.” “Fantasies?” Roxanne grinned, amusement now replacing her previously worried expression. “Do you mean like role-playing?” “More than that. I mean acting them out. And David would never act out anything that I didn’t want to.” Joanie bit her lip, wanting more than anything to tell her friend everything. Her tummy flip-flopped. Roxanne would understand. Discussing things like this wasn’t always easy, though. She sucked in her breath, relying on the confidence she’d gained from David. Yes, he offered more than just a wonderful sex life. Through him she found she now had the bravery to talk about her own personal thoughts. Nonetheless, she pulled her hand free, turning to fiddle with the dishes on the counter. “I want to do what he’s suggested,” she added, almost whispering. “And what has he suggested?”

Joanie opened her eyes wide when Roxanne suddenly was behind her, her large breasts pressed into Joanie’s back. Her best friend slid her arms around Joanie’s waist, and squeezed, offering an affectionate hug. Joanie put her hands over Roxanne’s clasped hands and looked down. “Now come on, counselor,” Roxanne teased. “You know it’s best to discuss your feelings instead of harboring them. And who else than your best friend should you turn to?” “I hate it when you throw my job up in my face.” Joanie giggled, but felt instant relief that her friend made the topic easier to discuss. “You’re right, of course. I thought all the way over here that this would be the perfect time to talk to you about this.” “So, let’s talk.” Roxanne let go of Joanie and backed up a step, giving Joanie room when she turned around. “What did David say to you that has you so worried?” “I’m not worried.” Joanie chewed her lower lip, and then met her friend’s gaze. “I think I’m curious— maybe excited a bit.” “Okay.” There was a sparkle in Roxanne’s eyes, and she looked like she now had images in her mind too—the same images that had been preoccupying Joanie’s thoughts for several days now. “What has you curious? You said David mentioned someone joining you sexually.” “Yes.” Joanie leaned against the counter, suddenly feeling this conversation would be as easy to discuss as the weather. “He’s told me that he would like another guy to join us.” Roxanne frowned. “But what about me?” “Does the idea appeal to you?” Joanie had seen the spark in her friend’s beautiful dark eyes, and had to know what she thought. “Well, I won’t be left out.” Roxanne’s eyes sparkled with interest. “When we get together this weekend, we’re going to have so much fun. But I’ve been sworn to secrecy.” “You have?” Joanie grinned. “I’ve always thought it would be hot to be with another woman,” Roxanne admitted. “And who better than you to try it out on. After all, we are best friends.” Joanie didn’t have time to react before Roxanne stepped forward and kissed her—right on the lips. Joanie felt too stunned to respond immediately, but Roxanne’s lips were so soft, and full. Not like a man’ s. They were gentle, coaxing. Joanie relaxed, and kissed her friend back. She put her hands on Roxanne’ s shoulders, feeling her friend’s bones through her thin frame. Their lips parted, and then Roxanne kissed her again, this time angling her head just a bit, and moving her lips, the taste of her sandwich mixing with something warm, sensual. Joanie felt the innocence of the kiss, as though it were the first time, and exploration was more on the mind than fucking. But she felt the heat between her legs, although she couldn’t make her mind work to figure out what to do beyond returning the kiss. “Holy shit!” The male voice startled them both. Roxanne jumped away from Joanie. And her own heart almost exploded as David walked through the back door. Roxanne took an awkward step backwards and ran her hands down her front, her fingers shaking

furiously while she attempted to straighten her shirt. Joanie felt they had both been caught doing something naughty. The heat returned to her cheeks with a vengeance. “Um, hi, David.” Roxanne sounded as sheepish as Joanie felt. “I’ve got to go.” And with that, Roxanne darted past David, and left the two of them standing alone in the kitchen. “Damn it to hell,” David said, after Joanie had filled him in on the conversation that had transpired right before he walked in the kitchen door. “God only knows what I would have walked in on if I’d just waited five more minutes.” “You beast,” Joanie teased, but she couldn’t help grinning. He was right. God only knew what he might have walked in on. “So what do you have planned for this weekend?” Joanie hoped he would be more willing to talk, since she had just enlightened him of her conversation with Roxanne. David grinned, and tweaked her nipple through her blouse. “Well, now, looks like you and Roxanne will just have to wait to find out.” Joanie wanted to smack him. Chapter Seven Joanie wondered how she would make it through the day when she woke up Friday morning. Her first appointment was with Lisa Turnbill, who’d insisted that she needed to see Joanie immediately. She walked into her office to find the pretty woman waiting for her in the lobby. When she stood, another woman stood at her side. The resemblance between the two women had Joanie wondering if this might be her sister, Leah. “I should leave,” the woman standing next to Lisa said. Joanie smiled her professional smile and extended her hand. “You must be Leah,” she said, wanting to put the woman at ease. The tension around her was thick enough to cut with a knife. “This is my sister I mentioned, Leah Ashley.” Lisa seemed quite pleased with herself. “I convinced her to join us in our session today. I hope that’s okay.” “Sure.” Joanie led the way into her office, closing the door behind them, and then circled around her desk, checking with a glance when her next appointment was. These sisters might take some time. “Lisa has shared her worries that she’s hurt you,” she began, after gesturing for the two women to sit. Leah sat in one of the chairs, giving her sister a side glance. The woman was noticeably younger than Lisa, and quite pretty. Dressed in casual attire, wearing jeans and a blouse tucked in to show off her narrow waist, her brown hair fell past her shoulders, neatly but not styled. She was everything her sister wasn’t, a perfect contrast, casual and simple where Lisa was high society and primped. “Maybe to say she shocked me is more accurate.” Leah had a smart gleam in her eye, intelligence showing in her expression as she met Joanie’s stare, returning it with an intent look. “I mean her husband, and his brother…” “Good-looking men, huh,” Lisa said boldly, giving her sister a nudge with her elbow.

Leah stood quickly, walking away from the intimacy of sitting across from Joanie at her desk. Joanie watched her backside as the woman studied Joanie’s certificates hanging on the wall. “If a couple is married…” She turned around, glancing from one woman to the other. “I mean if they are happily married, then why would they want to fuck others?” “Because it’s fun,” Lisa answered easily. Joanie watched the interaction between the two women, watching her own life play into the conversation. She and David were discussing moving their relationship to a new level, inviting others to join them in bed. And they were a happy couple. Her heart tightened at the possibilities that might play out that night. But right now she couldn’t dwell on that. Her time had to be focused on these two. “It seems to me that sex should be private.” Leah threw her hands out, as if trying to express her feelings, yet wanting to understand Lisa’s at the same time. “It’s an act that is sacred, cherished moments.” Lisa nodded, and also stood, approaching her sister as one would a loved child. The smile on her face showed that more than anything she wanted Leah’s acceptance for her behavior. It meant that much to her. “What you are describing is making love,” she said gently. “And yes, that is a cherished act, an expression of the devotion that you feel for another person. And we have that. But when someone else joins us, that is something different. Everyone is a consensual, willing partner. We are playing at that point, enjoying sexuality at a different level than lovemaking.” Joanie couldn’t have said it better. And she understood where Lisa was coming from. But she sure as hell knew where Leah stood, too. It hadn’t been all that long ago that she wondered why David would want to share her. Now the truth was simple. It would be fun. There was no jealousy, and that simply made her love for David even stronger. By the end of the session, she wasn’t sure if either sister was any closer in bridging the gap of understanding. But they left together talking, and that was a start. Joanie sighed, wishing she had time to call David, but already her next client waited in the waiting room. The day finally ended, and Joanie drove home with eager anticipation. What would happen that evening? “I’ve laid a few outfits out for you over your suitcase in the bedroom,” David said in form of greeting as he lugged a cooler toward the open trunk of his car. Joanie’s heart raced as she glanced around their bedroom. A quick check told her most of their sexual toys had been packed, and the outfits strewn over her suitcase were all negligees. Her palms were damp as she neatly arranged them in the suitcase. “Anything else you want to take?” David startled her. She’d been so lost in her own thoughts, she hadn’t heard him come in. Joanie wrapped her fingers around his thick wrists when he closed his arms around her from behind. “If I knew what to expect, I might have a better idea,” she prompted, hoping finally he would put her mind at ease and admit to what would happen that evening. David chuckled, a deep rumble that sent chills rushing over her body. Her heart skipped a beat and she sucked in a breath, hating how he could control her reactions to him with a simple laugh, yet loving him

even more for it at the same time. “Nice try, counselor,” he whispered into her hair, and then nipped at her ear. Then patting her ass, he added, “Change into a skirt. One thing you can expect is that I want to play with that sweet pussy of yours on the way out there.” Her pussy swelled eagerly, knowing if anything, she would enjoy fucking him this weekend and being teased on the road. Apparently for now, she would have to accept that. She’d known David long enough to know he could be a stubborn brute at times. Joanie and David left in his car for Jeffrey’s cabin. Neither of them had been there before, and Joanie played navigator, reading the handwritten directions, while David drove. Other than commenting on what road to turn on, or how long they would take their current road before the next turnoff, there wasn’t much conversation. Joanie thought of how to bring up the topic of the evening more than once, but never had the nerve to broach the subject before time came to tell David which way to turn. Not that it would do any good anyway. He would tell her when he was damned good and ready. It hadn’t taken long to get out of the city. They crisscrossed their way across the rural area via backcountry roads. Joanie didn’t mind the drive. The river bluffs surrounding the city were beautiful, and with summer not quite over, the shades of green offered by the variety of trees, and native grasses, were breathtaking. “Look how incredibly blue the sky is,” she mused, wanting to talk to him about something, but not able to concentrate on anything other than her aching pussy, and the possibilities of the night. “It’ll be a star-filled night,” David told her with a smile. The sports car cruised along the curving, two-lane highway, and David kept one hand on the leather steering wheel, while his other hand rubbed her inner thigh, pushing her skirt up, until his fingers had worked their way inside her pussy lips. Joanie gasped when he parted her moistened cunt. His gentle strokes had cream flowing from her in no time, and she worked to remain focused on their directions, when all she wanted to do was lay her head back and let him bring her to an orgasm. His fingers moved in and out of her, and she adjusted herself in the seat to allow him better access. “Get out your bullet,” David said, looking over at his hand that probed deep in her cunt. “Huh? Oh.” Joanie could hardly think as she turned, noticing the bag that held all of her sex toys was visible behind the seats. She pulled the bag forward, opening it and searching until she pulled out the small egg-shaped toy with a tiny cord on it that attached to a small remote control. David took it, driving with one hand while he positioned the small object between her legs. “Put it inside you,” he instructed, his voice deep. Playing with her toys excited him. And doing it outside their apartment, whether in the car or somewhere else, made him horny as hell. Joanie rubbed the toy over her swollen lips, soaking it until it slid easily inside her. “Spread your legs. I want to see.” He ran his hand along her inner thigh, sending rushes of desire through her. Her blood boiled with need, her body one big nerve ending as she adjusted in the seat, spreading her legs

so both of them had a clear view of her exposed, shaven pussy. He held the small square remote and flipped the switch, causing the bullet inside her to start vibrating. The muted hum only added to the sensations that rippled through her. “Dear God,” she cried out, arching her back while closing her eyes and enjoying how the toy stroked her insides, caressing her soaked pussy walls with eager vibrations. “Don’t forget you’re my navigator,” David reminded her, and then reached between her legs to stroke her cunt. She shot him a killing look, but smiled. All she wanted to do was enjoy the sweet tortures of her bullet. She leaned forward, the small egg-shaped toy inside her finding a new spot to bring pleasure to. Electricity shot through her, a fire burning inside her cunt while David drove along the country road. Glancing at the directions, she read over them twice quickly, working to organize her thoughts while the urge to come soared through her. “County road 1150 should be your next left,” she said, and then moaned when he pulled his hand free, tugging on the string until the wet bullet slid out of her pussy. David licked his fingers as he slowed the car. “Looks like we’re here,” he said, and slowed some more to accommodate the gravel road they had turned onto. Chapter Eight The cabin sat off of Lone Star Lake, and on private property. The lake wasn’t that big, but had a public side. They drove around the glistening blue water until they reached the private side that had been broken into lots, and where Jeffrey owned the cabin. The cabin was an A-frame style, with a front porch, and what appeared to be an upper deck. Evergreen trees, mixed with large ash and maples, surrounded the small yard, offering plenty of privacy. When they got out of the car, Joanie could smell the mixture of evergreen and the nearby lake, although the water was barely visible through the trees. Behind the house, the yard didn’t go far before bluffs blocked any further view. The cabin appeared completely isolated from all civilization. Anything could happen here, and no one would know it. Joanie wondered if that thought hadn’t just crossed David’s mind as he stood on the opposite side of the car and smiled. “This is perfect.” He turned to Joanie, still grinning. “I’ll grab our bags. Why don’t you go find Roxanne?” No grass grew around the cabin, just gravel surrounded the structure, and Joanie crunched along it to the front porch. She could smell the wood of the cabin the second she climbed the front porch steps. “Anyone home?” she called out through the screen door, and then pulled on the door, which opened with a friendly squeak. “It’s about time you got here.” Roxanne grinned from ear to ear as she walked toward the door, wearing cutoff blue jean-shorts, and a blue tube top. Her nipples were hard and the stretchy material showed off the fullness of her breasts. The shorts fell well below her belly button and her flat, hard tummy added to her sexiness. “I’ve had enough time to peel potatoes and get the gas stove lit. Jeffrey should be out here within ten minutes or so. I just talked to him on the phone.” Joanie looked around and realized the cabin consisted of one very large room downstairs. She stood in a living area, with several couches sprawled against opposite walls, and two enormous reclining chairs faced a wall-to-wall fireplace. Joanie guessed in the wintertime, a fire in a fireplace that size could very

easily keep the entire cabin warm. The floors once had probably glowed from fresh wax, but now appeared dull but clean. Large throw rugs were scattered throughout the room. A door stood open on the other side of the room, showing a narrow staircase that must lead to bedrooms upstairs. “I’d give you a tour, but as you can see, this is all of it.” Joanie laughed as Roxanne gestured with her arm. “You’ve got the living area. Upstairs are two bedrooms. They’re both small but quite clean. And then the kitchen is over here.” She pointed along the wall behind her, and Joanie saw a full kitchen, with cabinets reaching clear to the high ceiling. “You’d need a stepladder to reach all those cabinets.” Joanie smiled as she wandered further into the room and ran her hand over the damp counter. A large silver soup pot full of water and sliced potatoes stood on one of the burners on the gas stove. Roxanne moved to stand next to her. “So what did David have to say when he walked in on us the other day?” she whispered. “He wished he’d shown up later to give us more time alone,” Joanie whispered as well. “Would anything have happened?” Joanie turned to look at her friend, who studied her in return. “I don’t know,” she answered, and could tell by Roxanne’s expression that she didn’t know either. The two turned when the front screen door slammed. “Don’t let me interrupt anything,” David yelled, as he carried two backpacks over his shoulders. “Oh, we won’t,” Roxanne cooed, and wrapped her arms around Joanie’s shoulders. The flight of stairs leading to the bedrooms creaked under David’s weight, and she realized he had either been out here already, or had instruction from Jeffrey as to where to go. David wouldn’t enlighten her if she asked. For some reason, the man seemed to enjoy keeping her in the dark. Curiosity peaked through her as strongly as her craving to come. She was a walking nerve ending, every bit of her tingling with need after indulging with the bullet in the car. “What’s the loft like?” Joanie turned to look at her friend, who had dropped her arms from Joanie’s neck when David had disappeared. She still stood quite close though, and Joanie could smell her perfume. Roxanne smelled erotic, which suited her, Joanie thought. “I haven’t been up there yet.” Roxanne glanced at the ceiling. “Jeffrey called me while I was driving out here, and told me to start potatoes and he would be no more than ten minutes behind me.” As if on cue, gravel popped outside announcing another car had just pulled up to the cabin. Steak off the grill, with buttery mashed potatoes, green beans, and grilled Texas toast, proved absolutely sinful. Joanie and Roxanne laughed and joked about things from their past while cleaning the kitchen, then searched the cabinets to determine what would be served for breakfast. Joanie placed an unopened can of coffee on the counter, and set a can opener on top of it, when she heard a pop. She turned and smiled, as Roxanne sniffed the cork from the bottle of wine she held in her hand. “I’d love some,” she said, and watched her girlfriend fill the first of four wineglasses.

“I’ve given the matter a lot of thought,” Roxanne said. “What matter?” Joanie leaned against the counter, crossing her arms, as Roxanne filled the glasses. “Tonight isn’t the night for you and me to have our first bisexual experience.” “Oh.” Joanie felt color rise to her cheeks, but returned the smile when Roxanne handed her a glass of wine, and grinned at her. “You sound disappointed.” Roxanne sipped at her own glass. “Oh, no.” Joanie took a sip, and then another, longer swallow. “Not at all. I mean we can whenever we want to, right?” “That’s right,” Roxanne agreed. “And I discussed it with Jeffrey, and he explained a few things about this weekend, and I decided it best to wait.” Joanie choked on her next swallow, and coughed. “Explained some things? What did he tell you?” Roxanne’s smile grew, and she picked up the other two glasses. “Joanie, come on out here,” David yelled from the other room. “I think you’re about to find out.” Roxanne turned and headed for the front door. Joanie frowned at Roxanne, wishing for a few whispered words from her to prepare her before she joined David. But there was no reason to press. She moved toward the front door with Roxanne in tow, knowing one way or another, he would enlighten her as to what to expect that night. Joanie looked at the blackness beyond the screen door, where David’s voice had called her. The sweet smell of the trees and the star-filled black sky wasn’t enough distraction from the cravings of her body. Doing the dishes hadn’t caused her pussy to quit throbbing. She wasn’t sure any act at the moment would be enough to make her not crave a good fucking. Her stomach twisted into a knot, and a thrill of excitement made her knees weak. She took another gulp of her wine before following her girlfriend. “Wait a minute,” Joanie managed, and grabbed her friend’s arm halfway through the living room. “You can’t leave me in suspense like this. What am I about to find out?” “I’m not supposed to tell you,” Roxanne whispered, and then offered reassurance with a smile. “You’re going to love it. Jeffrey said he would talk to David, and I might get it, too.” “Get what?” Joanie couldn’t stop the knot in her tummy from climbing to her throat. “I can’t tell you,” Roxanne insisted. “Now come on, they’re waiting.” “The suspense is killing me.” Joanie allowed Roxanne to drag her to the door. Her girlfriend looked over her shoulder, grinning mischievously. Joanie felt hundreds of butterflies take flight in her tummy. David stood on the front porch, and put his hands on Joanie’s shoulders before she realized he was there. “I’ve got something for you,” he whispered in her ear. Joanie felt a chill run through her, even though the night air felt warm. Several torches had been lit around the front porch to keep bugs away, but it still took a minute for Joanie to adjust her eyes to the darkness.

The porch remained in a shroud of darkness, more than likely to keep bugs from hovering around a light. “What do you have for me?” Joanie could hardly speak, nerves and adrenaline rushing through her. “I think you already know, don’t you?” David walked her toward the porch steps, and Joanie looked over her shoulder at him, suddenly confused. “Where are we going?” “Do you trust me?” “Yes,” she whispered. Above all else, she trusted and loved David with all of her heart. There was no way she would consider taking her sexual life to a new level without that trust. She stared up at him, smiling, tasting the wine still on her lips. David’s eyes glowed deep cobalt, the way they did when he was very aroused. David walked her around the side of the cabin, and Joanie had to look down a couple times to make sure she didn’t trip. “David, what are you doing?” Joanie couldn’t handle it any longer, and stopped in her tracks then turned to face him. David held her shoulders, leaned into her, and kissed her long and hard. Joanie fell into him, and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her, while he covered her mouth with his, and lashed at the inside of her mouth with his tongue. When he pulled his head back, Joanie let her cheek rest on his chest. “I wanted to talk to you alone, so I brought you over here.” David’s breath tickled the top of her head. “ Jeffrey and I have talked about giving you a threesome. He’s discussed it with Roxanne, and she told him about the other day, when I walked in on you two.” “She told me inside just now that she isn’t ready.” Joanie remained in his arms, with her cheek against his chest. His strength seemed to feed her, and she felt glad David took the time to talk to her about this— finally. “That’s what she told Jeffrey, too. But she is content with him joining you and me, and said she would like to watch.” “So you want me to go inside and strip so you two can fuck me?” David chuckled and Joanie felt her insides grow warm. “Is that how you want to do it?” “I don’t know how to do it.” Joanie sighed, and pushed her hands against his chest so that she could see his face. “I’m getting nervous.” “The whole point is to have fun. That’s what this is all about. When two people love each other like we do, enjoying sexual play with others is more arousing than anything you can imagine. What I’ve seen other couples enjoy, I want to experience with you. But only if you truly want this, too.” David brushed her cheek with his fingers. “I love you, baby. If this makes you happy, I want to give it to you.” “I love you, too. And I know it will be fun. I haven’t been able to quit thinking about it all week, I’ve been so excited. I’m just a little nervous.”

David pulled her into his arms again, and then turned her toward the porch. When they reached the front door, Joanie realized that Jeffrey and Roxanne hadn’t waited outside for them. They entered the living room and found the two of them cuddled on one of the huge reclining chairs together, talking and sipping on wine. “Save any of that bottle for us?” David headed for the matching recliner, and pulled Joanie onto his lap as he sat. His hand instantly slipped under her shirt and cupped her breast, which he always did, just never in front of anyone else before. Joanie didn’t stop him. Her heart raced too fast for her to move, let alone breathe. Excitement rushed through her with such a fiery energy it stole her breath. The heat that soared through her settled in her pussy, making it throb so hard and fast she wondered if she might not come sitting right there in his arms—with her friends watching. The idea made her heart race in her chest. She was one huge ball of sexual energy, ready to explode. At this point, she didn’t care where or how she did it, she just wanted to fuck—to be fucked—to enjoy David and her friends and have fun. “There are two more bottles chilling in the fridge.” Roxanne smiled, and offered their glasses of wine to them. Her wineglass had been refilled. And Joanie noticed the bottle next to Jeffrey and Roxanne’s chair was almost empty. Joanie accepted both glasses, and handed one to David, then sipped at hers. She noticed Roxanne watching David’s hand, and smiled. “Damn, watching this is going to be fun,” Roxanne whispered, and licked her lips. “You’re more than welcome to be part of it,” Jeffrey said, as he snuggled his face into her hair and reached under her shirt as well. “Not this time.” Roxanne jumped up. “I think you all should come upstairs. I want to watch. And I can’t wait a moment longer to get started.” Joanie couldn’t agree more, but couldn’t jump up quite as quickly. David’s hand in her shirt slowed her, but the craving that built by the second between her legs made it almost hard to move. “She’s horny as hell.” Jeffrey chuckled and stood, stretching. Joanie noticed an enormous hard-on through his jeans, and decided upstairs was a good idea. Chapter Nine The loft consisted of two rooms, and they entered one of them, which apparently would be their room since Joanie noticed their bags on the floor next to the bed. The bed stood in the center of the room, allowing a small amount of walking space around three sides, with its headboard pushed up against the plain wooden wall opposite her. There weren’t any wall hangings, and no windows. A stool sat along the wall inside the door, and Joanie guessed it might have been brought up for this evening, because Roxanne perched on it now, with her feet on the edge of the bed. Joanie barely felt her feet on the floor as she walked into the room. Her heart pounded so hard in her chest she could barely breathe. Thoughts of turning and running entered her mind. But an excitement, a curiosity of what was about to happen, kept her from acting on her impulse. Her pussy throbbed with anticipation. A heat flushed through her with more ferocity than she’d ever known. Embarrassment, with a mixture of a craving too intense to ignore, had her almost panting.

David entered behind Joanie, and before she could stop him, he slid her skirt down to her ankles. “Oh damn, you are hot,” Jeffrey said when he noticed her shaved pussy. “I told you she was,” David said, and pulled her tank top over her head, then crawled onto the bed, still clothed, and pulled her by the hand to join him. “Oh hell, yes,” Roxanne said, and Joanie turned, sitting, and faced her friend who was grinning from ear to ear. “You are going to get such a treat, girl. And I get to watch the whole thing.” “You are such a voyeur,” Jeffrey laughed, as he stood next to Roxanne, and then willingly lifted his hands when she tugged at his shirt and then slid it over his head. David pulled his shirt off as well, then slid down his shorts and tossed both to the floor. “Come on, baby. Show these two how well you suck cock.” David held his hard cock in his hand, and reached for Joanie’s head with his other hand. She willingly turned to take his large cock into her mouth, sucking it eagerly, and feeling good that she had something to do, and wouldn’t be in charge of instigating anything. Her body tingled with anticipation, however, wondering what everyone else in the room was doing. “I want to watch you suck her pussy, sweetheart,” Roxanne said. “Do you? You are one hot lady to want to watch me do this.” Jeffrey sounded excited. Joanie felt his hand touch her leg, and realized this was actually going to happen. Two men were going to do her at the same time, and she couldn’t wait. She squirmed her ass on the bed, and darted her tongue around the throbbing dick in her mouth. When she let her legs fall open, her pussy lips spread, and she could feel how soaked she was. “Oh yes, I’ll watch everything,” Roxanne said, and sounded out of breath. “Lay down on the bed, darlin‘,” David instructed, and held her head in place, while his other hand slid down her back. Jeffrey placed a hand on each of her legs, and helped Joanie slide to a lying position, while keeping David ’s cock in her mouth. “That’s it, baby. Damn you suck cock so good.” David slid in and out of her mouth, and she opened her eyes to see that he knelt next to her head, and held his body over her, supporting his weight with one hand on the bed, while his other hand began kneading her breast. Joanie groaned and spread her legs, feeling Jeffrey’s body getting comfortable on the edge of the bed, in between her legs. She anticipated his mouth on her pussy, and came just thinking about it. Her orgasm rippled through her, a dam breaking sending tingles of energy rushing through her. “Oh, what a beautiful pussy,” Jeffrey said, and she felt his fingers spread her pussy lips, then one finger ran along her opening, spreading her cum over her clit, and then down toward her asshole. She lifted her hips, suddenly greedy for his attention. “That’s a horny pussy,” David laughed, and then squeezed her nipple at the same time that Jeffrey’s lips covered her clit. Joanie let David’s cock slide from her mouth. “Oh, hell, yes,” she cried, and then ran her tongue over his

cock, before sucking it deep into her mouth until she gagged. Suddenly she was greedy for everything they could offer her. Blood pumped through her, making her clit throb in a beat matching her heart. The embarrassment had left, leaving her feeling strong, sexy, desired. She had what it took to satisfy both of these men, and she couldn’t wait to have at both of them. David grabbed her head, holding his cock deep in her throat for another second, before sliding it out, and then diving back deep inside her. Jeffrey’s tongue licked her clit, as his fingers spread open her pussy hole, and then his tongue plunged into her, fucking her eagerly. “Damn, this is fucking hot.” Roxanne sounded more out of breath than before, and Joanie wondered if she was masturbating. “Rub your face up and down her pussy, babe. That’s it, fucking do it.” Joanie spread her legs as far as she could, while holding her head in position so David could fuck her face. His thrusts in and out of her mouth grew more aggressive, and he held her head in a firm grip with one hand tangled through her hair. Joanie lifted her ass off the bed, enjoying the hell out of how Jeffrey made her pussy feel. The man had one talented tongue. Joanie felt the strain on her inner thigh muscles from her legs being spread almost flat, but she didn’t care. Jeffrey went back and forth from sucking her clit to fucking her with his tongue, and she felt her climax build. She wanted to explode on his face, and pictured Roxanne licking her cum from his face, even though she doubted that would happen. The thought excited her more, however, and she thrust her hips so that her pussy covered his face. David pounded her face, his cock going in and out of her mouth. She sucked so hard her mouth tingled, and he pounded so deep her gag reflexes made her eyes water. But she didn’t care, greedy for all they could give her. She held on to his cock with all the suction she could manage and darted her tongue around to keep up with his thrusts. “I want to fuck you,” David groaned, and his words made Jeffrey pull away, leaving her pussy aching for his mouth. “Turn her over on her knees,” Jeffrey suggested. “Good idea,” David agreed, as Joanie flipped over to her hands and knees. “Why don’t you let her suck your cock for a bit? You are in for a treat, my friend.” Joanie managed a glimpse at her friend on the stool, before opening her mouth to accept the new cock. Roxanne had her hand in her shorts, and her other hand appeared to be playing with her nipple underneath her shirt. The two women smiled at each other. “That’s it, Joanie. Show the man how good you suck dick,” David spoke as he slid his cock into her pussy. “Good God, you’re soaked.” “I think she’s having fun.” Jeffrey didn’t hold her head the way David did, but gently placed his palm over her hair, and slid his cock in and out of her mouth. He wasn’t as thick as David, but long and thinner. She had no problem sucking him, not having to open her mouth as wide, but he was able to slide his cock further down her throat, and she gagged, which made him not slide as far with the next thrust. She wanted to tell him to fuck her face the way David had, but didn’t want to stop the action with instruction. So she let him fuck her face the way he wanted. David thrust deep into her pussy, making her explode immediately. Wave after wave of orgasm ripped through her, and Joanie felt limp for a minute, as she almost collapsed to the bed on her stomach. But not wanting either man to stop what he was doing, she quickly regained strength, and straightened her arms so that she once again presented herself doggy-style to the two men.

“That’s it, babe, come for us.” David rubbed his hand over her ass, and then gave her a swat that made a crisp slapping sound. “Oh hell, yeah,” Roxanne murmured, and Joanie smiled with cock in her mouth. “Like that, do you, Roxanne?” David asked, and chuckled as he slapped Joanie’s ass again. “Yeah,” Roxanne whispered, and Joanie guessed her friend had just come. David pounded Joanie’s pussy, reaching deep inside her, while she arched her ass up to him, allowing him as thorough a penetration as possible. He gripped her ass with both hands, and slammed hard and fast, the way no other man could fuck her. She knew he could do that for hours if he wanted, and still not come. That quality was one of many reasons she loved him. Joanie groaned as she ran her tongue over this new cock in her mouth, exploring it, learning about it, as she sucked and released, allowing it to slide in and out of her mouth. “Dear God, I’m going to come,” Jeffrey moaned. “Well then, let’s let you have at this pussy, man.” David grabbed Joanie’s ass with more force, and the next thing she knew, she was sitting on the bed, neither cock in her any longer, with her vision blurred and hair covering her face. Before she had time to recover, firm hands grabbed her shoulders, and she fell onto her back. Her head slid off the edge of the bed, and two other hands grabbed her legs and opened them like scissors, while the long, thin cock that had been in her mouth, slid into her pussy. Because of Jeffrey’s length, he had the ability to hit a spot that David hadn’t hit, and she squealed when he impaled her, even though he didn’t fill her as well as David did. Both men chuckled their satisfaction, then David palmed her head lovingly, with a hand covering each of her ears, holding her so that she saw the room upside down for the briefest of seconds. He slid his cock, dripping thick with her cum, into her mouth. For a moment, she looked up, seeing his smile, his eyes glowing, a mirror of all of the love she felt for him in her heart. She let her eyes flutter shut, gulping and lapping his shaft further into her mouth. She gagged but didn’t want to release his cock. It throbbed in her mouth, tasting so damned good, making her hot with desire and excitement. Her legs stretched open and the other cock eased into her, reaching yet another spot. Dear God. Life had never been so good. Two cocks inside her at once. She’d died and gone to heaven, she just knew she had. She tried to cry out, to let them know how incredibly good it was, but her mouth was filled with cock, and she choked before swallowing, which enabled David to thrust deeper down her throat. She balled the bedspread underneath her with her fists, and held on for dear life as both men glided in and out of her with their cocks. Joanie exploded again. “This is one hot little lady you’ve got here,” Jeffrey moaned, and Joanie guessed he would come within seconds. “Uh-huh,” David groaned. “Want my cum down your throat, baby?” Joanie couldn’t answer him, not even a groan, and she couldn’t nod her head with it hanging over the edge of the bed, and his hands holding her steady. So she just kept her mouth open as wide as she could, and hoped he guessed her answer. “Holy fucking shit,” Jeffrey wailed, and slammed deep into her pussy, making Joanie certain he’d bruised her deepest pussy walls. He relaxed as soon as he’d exploded within her, and released his grip on her legs. They fell lifelessly to the mattress, and she made no attempt to move them.

David grabbed her hair so hard it stung her scalp, and blasted his hot cum into her throat so that she choked. She ran her tongue over her numb lips when he pulled out, not sure if any cum had escaped or not. David collapsed onto the bed, and pulled Joanie up into his arms, wrapping her close to him, and kissing her forehead. “Thanks, you two, that was incredible.” Jeffrey made a show of staggering toward the door, and Roxanne jumped from the stool to steady him. “I think I’m headed for a hot shower. I’ll see you two tomorrow.” “A hot shower sounds good.” Roxanne reached down and scooped Jeffrey’s clothes off the floor. “I think I’ll help you with that.” Jeffrey laughed and the two of them headed through the bedroom doorway to the hall. “I think I can handle that,” he said, and David laughed. “Good night, you two,” David called, and Joanie opened her eyes in time to see Roxanne wave, as Jeffrey pulled the bedroom door closed. “I love you,” Joanie whispered as she cuddled into David, and allowed him to free the blankets beneath them, and then pull a sheet over her soaked body. “I love you, too, sweetheart, very much.” He ran a finger along her forehead, brushing strands of hair away from her eyes. “You don’t know how much.” One eye fluttered open. She didn’t bother focusing on him, he looked perfect even through her blurred, tired vision. “Tell me how much,” she demanded, grinning. “Enough to ask you to marry me.” He didn’t hesitate, his expression serious as he looked down at her. “Marry you?” Her heart forgot to beat for a second. A swelling in her chest reminded her to breathe. She fought the smile that threatened to spread across her face. She had to be sure. “Are you proposing to me, David Thorn?” He allowed a moment of silence to pass between them, not pulling his gaze from hers. She could drown in his eyes, two sensual pools so rich with emotion. “Marry me, Joanie Anderson. Be my wife.” His tone had deepened, the seriousness of his words all she needed to know this wasn’t an impulsive decision on his part. “Yes. Oh, David. I would absolutely love to be your wife.” Never had she been more sure about anything. David Thorn was definitely the man she would spend the rest of her life with. Cuddling into him, she let her eyes flutter shut, smiling while she drifted off to sleep.