Katrina, Christine, and Me - Sex Stories

Katrina, Christine, and Me

... HAD to cum and NOW and it was up to them who brought me to orgasm. Who was going to do it? &#034I will&#034 volunteered Christine. &#034Let me see if I can.&#034 A few minutes later I was shooting my load down Christine's throat and then listening to her choke and gag. Soon I watched as she spat my cum out all over the floor. She hadn't expected it to shoot out that hard and fast, she said. We all laughed. Then we cleaned up. And then we went to bed. The next morning I awoke to find Katrina up and ready to leave. I asked what was going on. &#034There was an emergency call at the hospital and we're short-staffed,&#034 she said. &#034Since we're due home in two days anyway, I thought I'd go now since they'll pay me double. You go back to bed. I'll see you Tuesday.&#034 When I woke up, I was surprised to see Christine still around, looking as awkward as ever. She began rummaging through our food, wondering out loud what to have for breakfast. Hard to believe this was a woman who was bringing me to orgasm less than twelve hours ago. We sat on the beach that day. We went to dinner, which was awkward since she was quite a bit taller than me and people stared. We came back to the condo, plopped on the couch and she flipped on the TV. And flipped it right off after a few minutes. &#034I need to ask you,&#034 she said. &#034What did you think of last night?&#034 &#034I thought it was fantastic,&#034 I said. &#034Loved it.&#034 &#034But did I turn you on? I seem to turn men off.&#034 ...

... I told her she didn't turn me off at all, but her six-foot-plus frame ruled out most men as potential lovers. It was a matter of measurement, not of looks. &#034I find you totally hot, and to be honest would do just about anything for a repeat of last night,&#034 I said. &#034And I mean anything.&#034 She sat silent for a few minutes. &#034You're just saying that,&#034 she said. &#034No one has ever expressed much attraction for me. Except creeps.&#034 Well, good to know I wasn't a creep. But how could I make her see how I felt? &#034Let me be honest,&#034 I said. &#034I am so ready for this that I am willing to humiliate myself. I'll stand naked on the deck outside. Or I'll masturbate right in front of you. You'll get to see my at my most private.&#034 That seemed to change her mood. She at least laughed a bit. I moved next to her on the couch and began to stroke her long, long legs. She responded almost immediately by rubbing my neck. Before I knew it were were in the bedroom licking, sucking, screwing, screaming, moaning, eating, and (believe it or not) pledging eternal love to each other. “I just want you forever,” she said, between kisses and I kneaded her breasts. “I wish we could do this every night.&#034 “I don’t want this to end,” I replied. “Don’t ever let me go.” I found that although she was a newbie at giving oral sex, she was very, very comfortable with receiving it. She wanted me to stay &#034down there&#034 for as much time as possible, in fact. In all my life ...