Extreme Measures

"No." She even crossed her arms over her chest.

"Then it's off with the threads. It's naked or nothing, there will be no voyeurs allowed here." That got a giggle from Natalia and a scowl from Deborah.

"I'm chaperoning Natalia." She nodded toward her cousin. I turned with the nod just as Natalia shrugged out on her bra. Ohmygod, I was looking at two perfectly wonderful, bountiful breasts capped by the faintest pink areolas and eraser shaped nipples. I turned back to Deborah.

"Fine, and I couldn't agree more, sometimes when things get hot and heavy common sense is the first to leave the party. However, Natalia has set the rules, so if you're not undressing, go sit outside, you can listen through the door." I was adamant, no way was I going to be naked in front of a fully clothed Deborah. That was simply not happening. I was about to say just that when Natalia jumped in.

"Yes, Deborah, you need to remove your clothes or remove yourself." Apparently, Natalia's position was equally adamant. I turned to nod her an affirmation only to see her shimmy her shorts down to her ankles then step out of them. The black panties that matched the bra followed soon enough. This girl was hot - hot - hot.

Natalia had a small, unkempt tangle of sparse, blonde pubic hair. So sparse you could clearly see the beginning of the cleft of her labia. I say unkempt in the sense that it was clearly not shaped or trimmed in anyway. They were just wayward whisps of delightful, blonde curliness. It was an incredibly, natural look.

She turned away from me and bent over to pick up her clothes. That movement provided me with an unobstructed view of her bare butt, the tiny dark pink starfish of her butthole, and her bright pink, glistening muffin. All this with nary a stray hair to be seen. All topped off by the heady aroma of her arousal which wafted up and over me.

I struggled to get out of my shorts all thoughts of Deborah forgotten. My Natalia inspired hard-on was tangled and it took a fair bit of pushing and tugging to finally free it. Then I was as naked as Natalia and my achingly hard dick was pointed right at her head. I was throbbingly hard.

"Oh, it's so much bigger than Randy's." Bless you Natalia, bless you. There is nothing quite so pleasing (the Brits have a great word for that feeling, "chuffed") as a beautiful, naked woman telling you that she thinks you have a really big dick. She got a spasming salute from my dick as it twitched a couple of times in appreciation.

Deborah had to spoil the moment, "It's only looks bigger because his shorts aren't on. He's average...maybe."

I looked over at the bitch to glare at her and failed at not loudly sucking in a breath. Well damn and shit and motherfucker, but the simple truth was that Deborah the Bitch easily qualified for her own Instagram account, or Only Fans account or channel or anything that would allow others to enjoy the visual feast that was Deborah.

Damn, damn, damn, there was not denying that Deborah was incandescently hot. And I mean totally sexy, unbelievably smoking hot. Her body was near perfect. Fuck. Natalia looked plenty fucking fine for her slim physique. But she looked skinny in comparison to Deborahs lush abundance. Deborah was voluptuousness personified.

And to make matters worse, she knew it. Deborah aimed a smirk at me that said, "I'm hot and I know it. Now you know it, and you also know that you are not in any imaginable way worthy of this." She looked right at me, bending forward as she pushed her shorts and panties to the floor, then slowly straighten making herself available for my viewing pleasure. Fuck and wow and fuck again. Deborah was completely bare, there was not a pubic hair to be seen, no stubble, not even the slightest evidence of a shadow. She slowly sat back down leaning against the wall with her knees up, feet about 18" apart, providing an unobstructed and taunting view of her pussy. The dismissive smirk never waned.

I sat down on the couch, leaning back and patted the cushion beside me. My dick was pointing straight up at the ceiling. Natalia sat down and scooted next to me, but her scooting left her legs slightly open. Since the "ring" incident happened in a car I put my right arm around her. "Was 'Randy' a good kisser? Did he touch your breasts the way you liked? How did he touch your nipples?"

Natalia was one horny girl and she said Randy was a great kisser and any kind of touching felt great. As far as her dating life had gone, so far she liked everything. So I kissed her lips, her ears, and her neck. And I fondled her boobs until her nipples (she had tiny nipples and small pink aerolas too) were crazy hard. Every indication was she was totally into this so I slid my hand between her legs. She started bucking against my hand as I trailed a finger up and down her slit, and in random moments my thumb occasionally circled her clitoris tapped against it. Natalia was hot, wet and ready.

Then she must have remembered that the point of today's activities was her learning to jerk guys off. She reached over and grabbed my dick (I quickly looked down to make sure her rings were properly aligned) and started tugging. It was so distracting that I had to stop fingering her.

"Why did you stop? That felt wonderful, I could barely think."

"Well Natalia, let me put it this way. When enjoying sex, particularly when giving pleasure and receiving pleasure, some people can multitask, you know, they're good at giving and receiving pleasure at the same time. But for most people that doesn't work so well."

"Yeah Nat, you were tugging on that thing like it was a weed in your mom's garden." Was this possible, was Deborah actually agreeing with me? I didn't say a word. Deborah continued, "Let me show you cuz."

Even though she was naked I gave a quick visual search of her hands for any sharp objects. Deborah seemed to sense what I was thinking and immediately directed a searing death glare at me. "You jerk a guy off like this."

Clearly experienced hands caressed my cock and stimulated it in wonderful ways - really, really wonderful ways. She was mostly doing a slow twisty, push-pull thing with a firm, but gentle grip. It felt awesomely good. I couldn't help but smile at her. "Yeah Natalia, watch what Deborah is doing. Oh fuck."

Which I guess was the wrong thing to say because Deborah immediately stopped. Then she had Natalia try; checking her grip and adjusting it while critiquing and complimenting her efforts as Natalia slowly got the hang of it. This was so much better than her initial effort but still nowhere near Deborah's level of expertise. I moaned and groaned appropriately in encouragement.

"Let me show you some other ways to do this." Deborah showed Natalia some other strokes, and my one coherent thought was OHMYGOD this girl had talent. And then it was Natalia's turn and she did okay, but it could have been so much better. I started squirming around, in a good way, Natalia was definitely getting hands on experience. After a goodly number of minutes of trial and ecstasy, I mentioned that I was getting close to cumming.

"Go ahead and finish him 'talia, watch how it dribbles out the end." Yeah, just like that the bitch was back. Two can play at this as an evil idea came to mind. I rolled my pelvis backwards and Natalia moved with me, then I rolled forward and she matched me. I did that a couple of more times, Natalia matching my moves. I was real close now, so I rolled back and waited until I passed the point of absolutely no possibility of holding my orgasm back. Then I rolled forward just a little bit more than before. And that is when I came.

I've seen my share of porn and know that some guys, just as Deborah said, just dribble out when they come. Sometimes it's a couple of drips, sometimes more. There are guys who cum with a couple of spurts and maybe that's it or after the spurts it drools out a bunch. Then there are the squirters, guys with volume and distance. Guys who pull out and shot it over the girls head. Or that one guy who splashes out a dozen or more huge streams of cum until the girls face is just dripping with it.

My typical ejaculatory rhythm (and if this is way over the top TMI, I apologize but it does have a purpose) is the first spurt is not very impressive, although it is much more than a Deborah Dribble. The second spurt portends of spurts to come often going out a good distance, or in this case, basically halfway from the end of my dick to Deborah. The ejaculatory spurts that followed were classic money shots. I watched beneath hooded eyelids in unspoken satisfaction - my aim was true.

The best part was Natalia didn't even see it, because she was totally focused on watching the end of my dick, looking for those 'dribbles,' and exclaiming her delight as spurt after spurt shot out.

"Oh my God this is so awesome. I can feel it pulsing. And there's s so much coming out, is there anymore? I can't believe that what I was doing made this happen. This is so cool." I was dribbling on her hand now and that is when Natalia blew my mind. She lifted her hand to her mouth and licked it clean of my cum. "Hey, that's not bad at all. Hey Deborah did you..."

"FUCKINGSHIT!" And there was Deborah, the poster girl for facials. It looked like a few streams of cum had laced across her face and chest. Some had arced up into her hair, one was full across her left eye. I quickly looked up at the ceiling before she saw me looking at her and spoke not a single word. Debrorah found something and wiped her face clean. "Thanks for the warning asshole."

"Oops, sorry Deb, that was really me fault. Michael did say he was close to cumming, I guess I need to watch where I point this thing." To my ears Natalia did not sound apologetic at all. In fact, she sounded more like she was right on the edge of laughing. I wisely kept quiet.

I didn't like the expression on Deborah's face as she looked at me then my dick. It seemed to be something along the lines of "with murderous intent." I had to act quickly, both to protect myself and redirect the energy.

"Hey Natalia, I have an idea, I'm going to lie on the floor and why don't you sit on my face. Bet you've never had your pussy licked. You are going to love this. Plus you should always make guys think, Lady's First. Too many guys are selfish, just thinking about there own orgasm. C'mon, let's give it a go."

I moved down to the floor with the intention of causing Deborah to reactively scoot back away from the couch. I quickly laid down where she'd been sitting. "Nat, c'mon down, throw a leg over and sit on my face. If you thought my fingers felt good you are going to love this."

Natalia straddled my face and when my tongue made contact she yelped in pleasure, "Oh my God!" She took right to having her pussy eaten. She also started fondling my dick which slowly stirred to life. When she started sucking on it, I couldn't help but think, 'this girl is a natural. Damn she's good.'

Then it hit me. Natalia was still upright as she sat on my face. I knew this because my hands were on her butt and I could tell she was still sitting up straight. Any remaining doubts disappeared when the mouth was removed, I felt my pelvis being straddled and a hand aligned my dick to play it's part in impaling Deborah FUCKING ME Towers. Holy fuck. Never in a million years, never ever in a million fucking years did I ever think Deborah Towers would be bouncing up and down on my dick. That she was also throwing in a couple of clit grinds on her bottom stroke for good measure just made it that much better

I licked Natalia through some of really intense orgasms; the last one proving to be too intense as she yelped loudly, spasmed mightily, then rolled off my face. She even had her hands protectively covering her sensitive lady bits. It took more than a moment and a few deep breaths before she could talk. "Oh my God Michael, that was amazing. That was so awesome. Randy is definitely going to have to do that if he wants a blowjob."

Meanwhile, Deborah continued to use me as a human dildo. She refused to look at me, instead looking up at the wall behind me. She'd already had a couple of orgasm-ish spasms from the feel of her cunt. Her brow wrinkled with the approach of another orgasm as she continued with her clit grind at the bottom of her down stroke.

Natalia lay

beside me watching her cousin. She whispered, "She's really into this isn't she?" I answered with an equally quiet, "Watch what happens next."

I slid my hand down my stomach until my fingertips reached the base of my cock, I did this when Deborah was on her upstroke. On her down stroke she reached the backs of my fingers before she got to the expected bottom of my shaft. She was expecting my lower abdomen and instead she encountered the backs of my fingers. Her clit ground hard on my fingers and she gasped out a deep, deep groan at the overstimulation. Her eyes flashed down at me in anger. But she didn't stop, she couldn't stop, she was too close to the really Big O she'd been working towards and I guess it felt too damn good to stop. She bounced harder and harder, grinding hard against my fingers until she reared up in a seizure of ecstasy. Deborah stiffened and shouted at the ceiling as her cunt clamped down on my cock like nothing I'd ever experienced. Then she relaxed and rolled ever so slowly off me in a collapse of reason-eclipsing pleasure.

"Oh no you don't dearest Deborah, we're only half finished here." My dick was steel pipe rigid as I moved around behind her. I grabbed her hips pulling and rolling her onto her knees. Maybe she was mumbling 'oh - oh,' maybe it was 'no - no'. I simply pushed into her and starting fucking her as hard as I have ever fucked any woman. The sound of our skin slapping was like applause, interwoven now with Deborah's clear entreaties "harder you bastard' and "faster you prick" and "fucking fill me you mother-fucking bitch." Yeah, that's my girl, the she-bitch herself.

Natalia moved slowly around her cousin and sat on the couch near me, her eyes riveted to the junction of my cock and Deborahs cunt. She slowly leaned down closer and closer.

I fucked Deborah as hard and as fast as I possibly could. I was tempted to stick my thumb in her ass, I even entertained the nasty thought of having Natalia spit on it but I didn't want to break my rhythm. Instead I reached out and grabbed a handful of Deborah's hair with one hand and used my other hand to find one of her perfect breasts and its very hard nipple. The hair I pulled, the nipple I rolled, pinched, and pulled. These actions seemed to have a turbo boost quality and she got really loud and incredibly filthy - a neverending litney of "fuck me you _____" (the fill in the blank being a string of derogatory names directed at me.) I felt more than heard the door open behind me. But man-oh-man I definitely heard Chris's gasp and her exclamation.

"WHATTHEFUCKISHAPPENINGINHERE?"

In the grand scheme of things I suppose there is nothing like an audience to bring a performance to its peak. I could feel my own orgasm begin to search for a way out. Maybe Deborah heard Chris, I don't know. Maybe it was the hair pulling, or maybe the vigorous nipple stimulation, I just don't know. But I do know that Deborah screamed, her whole body began to tremble and then she clamped down tight. It was almost impossible to move my dick back and forth as her cunt muscles tightened dramatically. Then they began doing this fluttering thing as she groaned and moaned her orgasm. I'd never experienced anything like this.

On the bright side, her fluttering release resulted in me getting my release too. One that put the handjob to shame. This time it really did feel like bucketfuls of cum shooting through my dick. My balls were aching by the time I was done. I was spent.

And when my dick was soft enough and Deborah's muscles loose enough, I just eased back and my dick came out. A creamy, white torrent of cum came with me, flowing freely down Deborah's thighs. Damn. This was the best...

"Michael, what have you done?" Chris tone was scolding but the effect was actually humorous.

Natalia was giggling, "Really Chris, it seems rather obvious don't you think?"

Chris ignored us both as she helped Deborah to her feet. Deborah going vertical increased the flow of fluids out of her. Not to brag but I felt a certain sense of accomplishment - job well done Michael, job well done.

Chris walked Deborah out of the room, "Lets get you into the shower, okay?"

She threw a final withering glare at me. I smile benignly in response, which earned me a dismissing "probably best if you go Michael."

I hate to cum and run, but I had to agree that hanging around didn't seem like my best option. I stood on shaky legs and slowly turned around, I needed to find my shorts. My turning brought my cum coated cock just inches away from Natalia's mouth. I looked down at her as she looked up. I started to apologize, I'm sure I would have said something gentlemenly.

Natalia stopped my apology before a word was uttered. She opened her mouth, leaned forward and began to lick me clean. Good Lord!

Natalia's cleanup was coming along quite well, in short order my dick was clean and once again incredibly hard. She looked up at me with lust glazed eyes. She was mine for the fucking, I knew it and she knew it. I almost said something to that effect but Natalia seemed content to continue her oral exercise. I said nothing.

Damn if I didn't feel a pre-orgasm buzz building - it surprised the hell out of me. I gave Natalia a curtesy warning, which seemed to spur on her efforts.

I came soon after, Natalia swallowed obligingly, then returned to cleaning me again - could this day be any better?

In a couple of minutes, Natalia had me all clean, having done a superlative effort cleaning my balls. She even did a self-cleaning of her lips with her tongue. I was back to barely hard enough as Natalia released my dick.

I thought we were finally done. I was wrong, really, really wrong

Natalia moved away from the couch, laid back on the floor and casually spread her legs.

My first virgin was primed for the taking. She bent her knees and spread her feet even further apart. Her pussy was glistening and ready. I stood between Natalia's feet. She looked up at me nodding her head as I bent my knees to kneel down.

A pillow hit me upside my head - then it hit me again.

"I said no more fucking! Damnit Michael, haven't you had enough?" Chris came storming into the room. Her pose of anger was diminished by the complete transparency of her soaking wet top- I was pleased to observe that Chris's perfect tits were still as I remembered them. "You need to leave...now! Michael, do not be here when I come back. And you, Natalia put your clothes back on while I check on Deborah. Now!" And just like that the spell was broken. Natalia closed her legs and rolled away.

I found and pulled my shorts on, then looked around for my shirt. I found it. "Fucking bitch!" My Deadmau5 t-shirt that I bought at Coachella last year was smeared with the cum from the facial Deborah had received earlier. Oh well, a worthwhile sacrifice for the cause.

Once I got home I showered (rinsed the cum out of my t-shirt too) and made some lunch. It was in many ways a great day. Definitely a Dear Diary event.

I slept like the dead that night. Chris called me the next day and read me the riot act. I asked about Natalia and laughed when she said that Natalia was pissed at her for NOT letting me fuck her. Oh the opportunities that sometimes pass us by. I did not ask about Deborah but Chris told me anyway.

"Michael (shit, I was in more trouble than I thought with Chris) give her some time okay? She's a little confused as to why she did what she did. And she doesn't blame you for...you know, the sex. She admitted to starting everything and was totally into it. She actually said that she had some of the most intense orgasms of her life..and she's just a little confused right now because it happened with you."