Parallels

Taylor shrugged as if to tell Jennifer it was up to her, and Jennifer said, "Yeah. We'll do it."

*

After Pamela had completely impaled herself with Scott's cock, he let her ride him for two or three minutes before the urge to be in control took him over. Then he sat up and leaned forward, rolling Pamela onto her back. As he pressed his weight onto her, she lifted her feet in the air and moaned as Scott forcefully drove his cock in and out of her pussy.

The louder she moaned, the faster he pumped his hips. As her moans turned into pants and her pants turned into screams, Scott gritted his teeth and fought back his orgasm, willing himself not to cum so he could keep fucking.

This continued until finally Pamela went slack beneath him. At this cue, Scott stopped fighting his need to cum and released the load he had been forcefully holding inside his balls, splattering the insides of her pussy with his semen. When he finally finished his spasms, he gave one final gasp and rolled off of Pamela onto his back beside her.

"Oh my God," she said fighting for breath. "Are you on fucking steroids, or something?"

Scott laughed and said, "No. I just like to fuck."

"Shit," she said. "I wish I still smoked. I need a fucking cigarette. You got one?"

Scott shook his head. "Those things are bad for you."

"So is fucking married men, but I still hope this isn't the last time we fuck."

"Well," Scott said. "When I'm not in Iraq, I'll be here."

She smiled as she began to reach for her clothes. "Well," she said. "I'm sure Kristi and her friend are done talking by now."

"Done talking, or done TALKING?"

She snorted and said, "I'm sure they finished talking by the time she beeped me, but by now they should be done TALKING."

Scott tried unsuccessfully to suppress a laugh and Pamela said, "You laugh at me, but I'd bet a dozen donuts one of your little girls is getting TALKED as we speak."

Scott smiled despite himself and said, "As late as they come home last night, they probably both got TALKED."

*

Taylor lay naked on the bed watching as Cleo kneeled in front of Jennifer and slid Jennifer's skintight shorts down the teenage girl's muscular hips and thighs. Once Cleo had the shorts down to her feet, Jennifer stepped out of them and watched as Cleo tossed them into the pile with her top and Taylor's clothes.

As Cleo stood up, she slowly brushed the tips of her fingers along the skin of the outer portion of Jennifer's legs, on up her tummy, until she was cupping Jennifer's heavy breasts in her hands. Just like Sandy's, she thought as she slowly leaned her lips to and kissed first one nipple and then the other.

Jennifer shuddered with excitement at Cleo's touch, but jumped with a start when the door opened and Tsing walked in leading a waiter who was pushing a tray of caviar. Following the waiter were both of Tsing's bodyguards. The bodyguards stopped at the door, but Tsing and the waiter continued to the bed. Tsing loosening his tie as he came, while the waiter pushed the cart to the side of the bed right next to Jennifer.

Panic began to overtake Jennifer as she watched Tsing's tie join their clothes on the floor, and she felt the eyes of the waiter and both bodyguards ogling her naked body. Sensing the girl's fear, Cleo touched the tip of her index finger to Jennifer's lips.

"Shhh," she said as she eased the finger into Jennifer's mouth, letting her suck it the way she would a small dick. "You'll be fine. Just lay back and have fun."

As Cleo made this statement, she eased her finger out of Jennifer's mouth, took the girl by the hand, and helped her to lie on the bed next to Taylor, who was anxiously awaiting the new experience. Cleo leaned over Jennifer, gave Taylor a slow kiss, then switched her lips to Jennifer's mouth and gave her an even slower one. When she stood up, Tsing's Armani suit lay draped across a chair and he stood naked, his five-inch cock ready to fly the Chinese flag at full mast.

Cleo stepped closer to Tsing, gripping his cock in her hand, and slowly stroking it as she kissed his cheek and said, "Be careful with my girls."

Tsing merely smiled.

"I mean it," she said sternly. "Nothing that they don't readily agree to do."

Again, Tsing merely smiled as he stepped to the cart containing the caviar tray and cautiously began spooning caviar over the stomachs, breasts, and thighs of each girl.

*

Anxious to be away from the party, Cleo stepped onto the back deck overlooking the lake and lit a cigarette. As soon as she had blown out a steam of smoke, she heard a familiar voice say, "Doctors should know better."

Unphased, she offered the cigarette in Sandy's direction and said, "We do. But that doesn't stop me from enjoying myself. Want a drag?"

Sandy shook her head and said, "Nope. I've been trying to get my daughter to quit, but without success."

"You've got a daughter?"

"Two of them," Sandy said. "Jennifer and Alyson."

Jennifer huh, Cleo thought. I knew that girl had to be Sandy's daughter. Aloud, she said, "Are they party girls like their mom?"

Sandy rolled her eyes and said, "God forgive me, but yes they are."

Cleo smiled as she thought of the naked girl laying in one of the beds upstairs. I know at least one is. "I bet they look just like you."

"Jennifer does. Most people can't even tell us apart from a distance. Her hair is a little darker and that's about it. Alyson isn't nearly as curvy as either one of us," Sandy said. Then she cupped her own tits and said, "Or nearly as heavy up here."

Should I tell her I was just a few moments ago kissing the nipples of her look alike. Naaaa. "How old are they," Cleo asked?

"Jennifer is eighteen, and Alyson is fifteen."

Cleo sighed inwardly and thought, at least she's legal age. She finished her cigarette and reached her hand out to stroke Sandy's soft, wavy hair. "I'm glad you came back."

Sandy sucked her breath in as Cleo's hand fell from her hair to her breast and began to softly caress her nipple until it was hard. "I couldn't get the thought of how good your touch felt out of my mind," she said. "I thought about you all the way back to Arlington, and as soon as Jake dropped me off at my car, I got in and drove it straight back here."

"Uh huh," Cleo said as she leaned her lips to Sandy's and they meshed into another kiss. Each kiss they shared seemed to exceed the intensity of the previous one, and Sandy could only purr as her lips melted into Cleo's and they became as one entity.

They broke the kiss, each gasping for breath. Between gasps, Cleo said, "Keep this up and you'll forget all about Jake Guerra."

"Jake who," Sandy said as she touched her lips back to Cleo's, slipping her tongue into Cleo's open mouth, guiding her tongue along Cleo's until they were all but wrapped around each other.

As each desperately tried to suck the tongue out of the other's mouth, Cleo eased her thigh into place between Sandy's legs allowing Sandy to slowly hump her leg as the kiss became more and more desperate.

Finally, they broke apart again, both sucking hard in an attempt to bring oxygen into their lungs. When she'd sucked in enough air to be able to speak, Cleo took Sandy by the hand and said, "Let's go to my room. Not only am I going to make you forget Jake Guerra. After tonight, you won't even remember you have a husband."

"Husband," Sandy said. "What's a husband?" Then she eagerly allowed herself to be led away, like a small child being taken to a room with an endless supply of candy.

*

Dina purred. Satisfied. Content. She gasped as Roy slowly drew his cock out of her pussy. Still hard enough that she could have done chin ups from it, he welded his cock like an ancient knight would his sword. She giggled as she thought how much she'd enjoyed this particular weapon of choice.

She looked around the room and saw no sign of Frankie. Wondering where her new friend had wandered off to, she quickly lost interest as Roy Williams rolled her onto her stomach and slowly kissed the side of her neck. She purred again. Loved the feeling of his surprisingly gentle lips on her neck and his equally gentle fingertips tracing their way down her shoulders along the sides of her arms.

His lips went from the side of her neck to the nape as he cautiously kissed his way down her spine to the small of her back. She'd closed her eyes but opened them when she felt his tongue rimming her anus. She squeezed them shut again as he penetrated her asshole with his tongue and her pussy with his index finger.

As he withdrew his finger, wet with her juices, she raised her ass up in the air offering him what she knew he wanted. She squeezed her eyes even tighter shut as the man's index finger meticulously inched its way into her asshole. She gasped and said, "Oh God."

"Stay relaxed, baby," he said. "You'll like it."

"I know," she said through gritted teeth. "Just go slow."

"Slow and gentle," he said. "I'll take care of you."

She felt the finger slide out of her ass and he was briefly tonguing it again. Then she heard a squirting sound as cool ointment was being spread around her anus. She fought back the urge to clinch and squeeze her asshole tight as she felt herself being re-entered, this time with two fingers. Roy was good though and took his time, working the fingers in right allowing her sphincter muscle to relax around them.

"F-f-fuck," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "That feels really fucking good."

Roy smiled, and as he pressed the tip of his generously lubed dick up to the puckered brown starfish, said, "Wait 'til you feel this."

She opened her mouth to comment but could only gasp as his cock pressed into her asshole. Opening her. Spreading her. Splitting her apart. She tried to scream, but she could make no sound come from her open mouth. Then he was in her, and he stopped moving. His hands cupped her tiny breasts and rubbed her pea-sized nipples as his cock filled her rectum. When she adjusted to the pain and began to focus on the tingling the nerves of her anus and rectal cavity were providing, she allowed her brain's pleasure center to overcome the pain.

Sensing her readiness, Roy began to slowly slide his cock in and out of her asshole. At that, she found her voice and began to scream, "That's it. That's it. Fuck my ass, motherfucker. Motherfucking fuck fuck fuck my ass. Fucking fuck me in the ass, you motherfucking fuck. Fucking fuck fuck fuck me in the fucking ass."

"That's it," Roy said. "Take my big black cock."

"Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh fucking yeah," she screamed. "Fuck me, you mother fucker. Fuck me with that big black cock, you big black motherfucker."

He'd fucked both Frankie and Dina in the pussy now without cumming, but shoving his cock in and out of this petite girl's asshole went beyond the range of his ability to control, and as the words 'big black motherfucker' came out of Dina's pretty little mouth, Roy began to spurt his semen into her shit tunnel.

As Roy slipped his spent cock out of her ass, Dina had all but passed out from the pleasure he'd provided her when she rolled onto her back and sat up. She rummaged through her purse looking for smokes and couldn't find any. Shit, she thought. Jenny has my cigarettes. She looked back at Roy and said, "You don't have a cigarette, do you?"

He shook his head and said, "This body is my livelihood."

"Yeah, yeah," she said as she stood up. "I'm going to go find my friend Jenny and get a cigarette."

As she took a step to the door, he said, "You going out there like that?"

She smiled. "Sure am. Think anyone will mind."

Roy laughed. "No. You might not make it back to me, but I doubt anyone will mind getting a good look at that cute little butt of yours."

Her smiled broadened and she said, "Oh, I'll make it back. If you're really lucky, I'll bring Jenny with me and you can fuck her too."

*

Taking the lead. Cleo laid Sandy on her bed. They had begun shedding clothes as soon as the bedroom door closed behind them and both were naked. Cleo tall, pale and blonde. Sandy, not so tall, tan from the sun, and brunette. Cleo pressing her 38 D cup breasts into Sandy's 36 D cup breasts as she lay upon her, their nipples growing hard as they brushed together. Their lips softly touching, grazing, exploring, becoming one with the other.

Sandy's legs opened and Cleo's fingers found their way to her pussy, softly stroking the wet slit, rubbing the moist lips, entering her as they kissed. Sandy's hips began to move and she slowly grinded her pubic bone up against the knuckle of Cleo's hands. Before Sandy could cum, Cleo withdrew her fingers and broke the kiss.

Sandy gasped. Moaned. Whined even.

Cleo laughed and said, "We've got forever. Make it last."

Then she pressed her lips back to Sandy's as her hips eased into place, softly meshing her clit with Sandy's. They both began to rock their hips. Whenever Sandy would try to speed the tempo, Cleo would slow her down again with a soft touch or a whisper. Slow and gentle they moved together, feeling the moment build. Part of the game now, Sandy fought the urge to explode and when she felt Cleo was there too, she was the one to break it off this time.

Rolling Cleo onto her back and reversing their positions, Sandy eased herself up so that only the tips of their nipples were touching. Keeping her torso up, so lowered her hips just enough for their pubic hairs to barely graze. Now the desperate one, Cleo tried to thrust her hips up into Sandy's, but Sandy eased away from her, lifting her hips as she lowered her lips back to Cleo's.

Then, once again they were one with each other as their lips meshed and so did their cunts. Shocks of electric current ran through their bodies as one clit rubbed the other and they broke their kiss so each could release their screams and cry out their satisfaction to God in heaven.

When they stopped cumming, Sandy eased herself down into Cleo's embrace and they snuggled together like two little girls at a sleepover. After a moment, Cleo eased herself out of Sandy's arms and reached for her cigarettes. Sighing deeply, as she released the smoke she had sucked into her lungs and blew a stream to the ceiling, she held the cigarette to Sandy's lips and let her new lover share the smoke. Sandy inhaled and coughed as soon as the smoke hit the back of her throat.

Cleo laughed and kissed the top of her head, but like a trooper Sandy let her put the cigarette to her lips again after she'd finished coughing. This time she managed to suck some of it into her lungs and felt a little bit of the nicotine rush before she blew the smoke out. Cleo laid the cigarette on her ashtray and said, "Good, huh?"

Sandy smiled, "Yeah. I guess I'll have to quit bugging Jennifer about smoking if you get me started."

Without thinking about what she was saying, Cleo said, "You'll be surprised at all the things you're likely to find you have in common with Jennifer."

Sandy shrugged, "Maybe. You got anything to drink up here?"

Cleo shook her head, "I got some more nose candy though."

Sandy hesitated before saying, "I'd rather just have a beer. You ought to lay off that other shit too."

"I know," she said. "I keep telling myself I'm going to stop, but the pressure at the hospital is out of control."

"I'll bet," Sandy said as she stood up. "I'm going to go get us a couple of beers. Think anyone will care if I don't bother putting clothes on?"

Cleo laughed, "No. I'm sure whoever sees you will enjoy the sight of your body as much as I do. Besides. It's after three in the morning. I doubt you'll be the only chick running around down there uncovered."

*

Taylor licked the last of the caviar from Jennifer's stomach and traced her tongue down to her friend's dripping slit and slowly entered her fellow cheerleader's throbbing cunt. Jennifer gasped and moaned as Taylor used the tip of her tongue to make slow circles around her clit. Both girls were too lost in the pleasure to think of the audience that shared the room with him.

Tsing slowly stroked his cock as he watched, knowing that he would join them. Also knowing that they would let him. Agreements be damned. He'd watched patiently as the girl he wanted licked the caviar clean from the blonde's tits, sucked the blonde's pussy and made her scream with delight. Now that the blonde girl was giving the same pleasure to the girl he wanted, it was time to move in.

Each girl felt the shift as Tsing's knee pressed into the bed. Now on his knees behind the blonde, his fingers parted Taylor's moist labia and entered her with a smooth stroke. She lifted her face out of Jennifer's crotch so that she could gasp and express her pleasure. But, Jennifer's hands quickly found the back of Taylor's head and pressed her face and tongue back into action, moaning, "Don't stop, Tay. Don't stop."

Taylor resumed licking and sucking Jennifer's pussy. She was now working two fingers in and out of her friend's cunt as she softly wrapped her lips around Jennifer's clit and sucked. As she felt the head of Tsing's cock pressing into her own slit, she sucked harder and worked her fingers in and out. She wanted to lift her head again, but Jennifer's hands pressed it firmly in place at her crotch.

When Tsing had entered her fully and began to stroke, she timed the in and out motion of her fingers so that she was perfectly in sync and finger-fucked Jennifer with the exact rhythm that Tsing used to fuck her. Jennifer relaxed her grip on Taylor's head and allowed her friend to raise her face and gasp for air. Both girls now moaning with pleasure, rapidly sucking air into their lungs as they lay on the edge of release.

As Tsing brought Taylor to the edge of that release, she ceased finger-fucking Jennifer and screamed to the heavens, "OH SHIT! OH FUCKING SHIT! I'M FUCKING CUMMING! OH GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

At that point, Tsing withdrew from her and watched as the girl he wanted pulled the blonde's face to hers. They kissed deeply, passionately and intensely until the blonde collapsed in the arms of the girl he wanted, her orgasm complete.

He continued to watch as they kissed more slowly, more softly. That went on for about a minute before he gently moved the blonde to the side and opened the legs of the girl he wanted. Jennifer moaned as she felt the head of his dick parting the lips of her cunt. Only the second dick to ever be doing so, she thought. She gasped as he entered her and she lay back to enjoy the pleasure. Oliver's words entered her mind. "All she ever does is just lie there."

Screw him and Sarah Pursey, she thought. Then she relaxed and let Tsing have her. In moments she was being raised to the same edge of pleasure Taylor had only moments ago fallen over. As she gritted her teeth, she felt Taylor's soft hands brushing a strand of hair out of her eyes. Then Taylor leaned her lips back to hers and they softly meshed together.

Tsing's strokes continued as if he were a well-tuned machine instead of a man. Jennifer broke the kiss she shared with Taylor and gasped, "I'm there." No screams. No cries. No calling of the gods. Just the soft gasp, "I'm there."

At that, Tsing fucked her harder and faster, bringing her to that crescent and lifting her over it in a way that Oliver never had. When he finally finished, he sighed as he shot his load inside her. Taylor gave Jennifer a hug and they snuggled together, softly and slowly kissing as Tsing rolled off of the bed. They broke their kiss as they heard him say, "There. That should more than do it."

Jennifer's eyes grew as she saw him laying ten one hundred dollar bills on the table next to the bed. "What the fuck?"

But before she could get upset, Taylor held a finger to her lips and said, "Just roll with it, Jenny."

"I'm not a fucking whore, Tay."