The Big Girl Ch. 06

"Both." I said, turning to look at her and slipping my arm around her back. "But we're not going to..."

"That's okay, we don't have to fuck." She said, looking at me. "I just want to play with it a little bit, then I'll wash you, and after that, we can go see what Sarah wants to do with the rest of the day.

Her eyes gleamed as she squeezed my cock and said, "Think it might have anything to do with this?"

"Probably." I said, closing my eyes and letting my head fall back.

"It's okay, this is a one off." She said, stopping her movements, but not letting go of my cock. "We don't have to do anything else after today, we don't even have to do anything else today if you don't want to."

"That's the thing." I said. "I don't think I want it to be just a one off, and that scares me. I'm afraid of what it might do to..."

"We are heading into dangerous territory." She said softly as she let go of my dick and pushed me back against the wall. "But I know her, better than she knows herself sometimes. I know what signs to look for, and I think if we keep this out in the open, and we're honest with each other, we might be able to make it work."

"Keep your eyes closed, and just stand there." She said firmly. I felt a wash cloth on my shoulder, and sighed at the sensation. "Good boy. Just relax, and let me wash you. Don't think, just let it happen."

I stood there as she caressed me with the washcloth. She used light, irregular strokes as she moved it over my body. I winced as she ran it over my side, just over my ribs.

"I'm sorry." She said softly, her voice sounding far away.

"It's okay. My doctor said that two of them have clean breaks, and the tape needs to stay on for a couple more weeks. Three others have hairline fractures."

"This tape is fresh, and it looks waterproof." She said, and I felt her fingers touching it lightly. "I have some waterproof tape at the gym, I'll bring some over so we'll have it when we need to change it."

Her hand moved down over my stomach, then down over my hips on each side. My hips arched forward as she ran it over my pubes.

"Relax...I'm going to wash your dick now." She said softly, and I felt both of her bare, soapy hands on me. Her touch was soft and light, and she washed me quickly. She moved down and cupped my balls, her soapy fingers caressing them gently.

She pulled back, and I felt her hands moving down one leg. She was using the washcloth again, and the rough cloth felt good on my skin. She moved over to the other one, washing it quickly.

"Turn around." She told me, tugging on one leg. "Move your feet back and spread them. Lean against the wall like I'm frisking you."

I turned around and she washed my legs quickly, then moved up over my hips, lingering on the tight cheeks of my ass.

"Damn, you got a nice butt boy." She laughed as she moved higher. "Your whole body is tight and well muscled. I know we make a lot of noise about your dick, but you're the total package. My girlfriend did good finding your sweet little ass."

"Thanks." I laughed as she swept the washcloth over my back, then up onto my shoulders.

"That's it, you're done." She said, smacking me on the ass. "Rinse off, and let's go see what the girl wants to do today."

"Okay." I said, stepping under the spray. I rinsed off quickly, then shut off the water and stepped out of the stall. Tracy tossed me a towel, and I dried of quickly, then followed her out into the bedroom.

Sarah hadn't moved from where I left her, and I had to choke down a laugh when I heard her snoring softly.

"Let's let her sleep. She's out of it." Tracy said from behind me. "Let's go somewhere and talk. I'm enjoying spending time with you."

She grabbed her t-shirt off the bed and pulled it on as I grabbed a pair of jeans and a button down shirt, pulling them on as I followed her out the door.

"Kitchen." I said, grabbing her arm and leading the way.

I got the blender out and sat it on the counter, then got ice cream, half-n-half, a couple of bananas, an apple and three eggs from the fridge. I scooped out two big hunks of ice cream and dumped them in the blender, then turned it on as I poured in the half-n-half. As the mix turned slushy, I added a banana and the eggs, then chopped up the apple and tossed it in. I added a little more half-n-half and the other banana, then put the lid on and turn the speed up.

I grabbed a can of protein powder and chocolate syrup from the cabinet, and scooped six heaping scoops into the blender. I looked over at Tracy as I held the chocolate syrup over the blender.

"Light or dark?" I asked.

"Medium, but more on the dark side." She laughed. "But are you serious? Milkshakes for breakfast?"

"Protein shake, and it just has ice cream in it." I said, squeezing the syrup bottle over the blender. I kept squeezing till the color started to change, then sat the bottle down and turned the speed down. I counted to ten as I got glasses from the cabinet, then shut the blender off, and poured us both a glass.

I handed one to Tracy, and she took a small sip, her eyes lighting up.

"Wow, that is seriously good." She said, then took a bigger sip. "You can taste the apple and banana, but it still goes down like a milkshake."

"Nine hundred calories, twenty grams of protein, almost a third of the vitamins you need, and it only take five minutes to make." I told her as I sat down across from her. "One of my foster parents made up two blenders every morning, and sent us off to school on this stuff."

"You grew up in foster homes?" She asked.

I nodded.

"Eleven years, six different homes." I told her. "I was one of the lucky ones. I ended up with nice families. They weren't always the most affectionate, but none of them were ever mean to me, or beat me up."

"You know that me 'n Sarah are best friends, and love each other like sisters." Tracy said, looking over at me. "Did she tell you that we're uh...that sometimes we're more than friends?"

"Yeah, she did. And that's exactly how she said it, word for word."

"It's not an all the time thing." She said, smiling. "We only do it every couple of months. It's never planned, it just kind of happens. We usually just kiss and play with each other, neither of us is that into carpet munching...well, I kind of liked it, but Sarah never did."

"How did it start?" I asked, genuinely curious.

"The first time was right after her dad died, that was three years ago. We had just opened the Buckhead gym, Midtown had been running for about a year and was doing pretty good. She was devastated, he was her world, he inspired and supported her when she wanted to open a gym, and he made the whole thing possible."

She paused, taking a sip of her drink.

"One night, about a week after the funeral, she came into my room and asked if she could sleep with me. I told her sure, I was there for her, and would do anything she needed. She put her arms around me, and I knew right off the bat that this was different, something was going on."

"We laid like that for a little while, but she kept wiggling and squirming around, rubbing herself up against me. I put my hands on her ass, sliding them under her panties, and she pulled back, looking at me, then she said one word, 'please...'"

"So I made love to her." She said, smiling at the memory. "We both got into it, kissing, touching, and rubbing against each other. We both had a good time, and fell asleep in each others arms. The next morning, it was like nothing had happened, except that she was better. She seemed more focused. She still missed her dad, but she had climbed over the hump."

"A couple of months later, she asked if she could sleep with me again. I just lifted the sheet, and she slid right in with me. It was better that time, we both knew what was happening and we relaxed and enjoyed it. We learned alot about what we both liked that night."

"I initiated it the next time. I went into her room, she was sitting in bed reading, and I asked if she wanted some company. She looked at me for a minute, then pulled her t-shirt off and held her arms out to me. We made slow sweet love together all night long. We were still going at it when the alarm went off. That was the first night we ate each other."

"So, is this morning the first time you ever shared a guy?" I asked.

"Yeah, we'd never even talked about that till she met you." Tracy laughed, grinning at me. "But you made that happen. If you had put on some clothes, instead of coming in here waving that tube steak around, I don't think anything would have happened. I probably would have gone home, or to work, and we would have tried to get something going some other time."

"So last night was planned, the two of you wanted something to happen."

"I wouldn't call it planned." She laughed. "I'd call it an idea proposed with hopeful intent. She knows that I've been drooling over you, and she's been teasing the shit out of me, telling me that she might let me have a little taste...but I knew that you weren't really interested. You only have eyes for her."

She went on before I could say anything.

"You let me touch you, then suck your dick because you saw how bad she wanted it to happen." She said seriously. "If she hadn't been pushing, goading us into it, neither of us would have done anything. But she wanted it. I've never seen her that excited. She was getting off on what was happening right in front of her."

"What did you think about what happened?"

"I've never been that turned on in my life." She said softly. "When she was pumping my head up and down on your cock, I was cumming like crazy, and I wasn't even touching myself. Then when you started face fucking me, and I could hear her talking to you...just knowing that you were both using me for you pleasure, well you were doing it to please her...I went to a place I didn't even know existed. I think I had an actual out of body experience for a while. I'm glad it happened."

"Getting to play with your cock was really fun." She laughed. "I never really jerked a guy off before, and to have her kneeling beside me telling he what to do, and seeing how turned on she was made it so much better. I hope if we do it again she's as turned on as she was this morning, and does the same thing. That would be incredible."

There was a quirky smile on her face as she stood up and came around the table, stopping a few feet from me. She lifted the bottom of her t-shirt and drew it up over her slowly. She pulled it off over her head, letting it fall to the floor at her feet.

"You saw me naked in the shower." She said, standing with her hands resting lightly on her hips, one hip cocked out slightly. "But I don't think you really looked at me. I've seen you checking out my legs and my boobs, well, here's the whole package. What do you think?"

I couldn't talk, and I think my mouth was hanging open. Her body was spectacular. She looked to be 34D-25-36, but her tits only showed a hint of a sag, her belly was washboard flat with a rippling six pack. Her arms and legs were smooth and well defined, and her muscles looked ready to jump out from under her skin, eager to be displayed. She had a neat little landing strip over her pussy, and her pussylips were smooth, devoid of hair, looking freshly waxed.

"Fuck, Sarah's body is incredible, but you are spectacular." I managed to say, unable to take my eyes off of her. I remembered something she had done in the gym, and I grinned at her. "Pose for me, like you did at the gym."

She looked at me blankly, then started to smile. She spun suddenly, and as she came to a stop, she drew one leg up, knee bent, toes touching the floor as she raised her arms, every muscle on her body rippling sensuously. She went through half a dozen poses, holding each for thirty seconds or so, and my cock throbbed painfully as I watched her.

"She's so beautiful, isn't she?" Sarah whispered in my ear.

I nodded, not taking my eyes off of her.

"Will you come fuck her with me?" She asked softly, her lips brushing my ear. "I want to share what you make me feel with her. It would make me so happy if I could do that. She deserves to feel what true ecstasy is like."

I nodded, watching as Tracy smiled at us, dropping into half squat, one knee bent, the other leg extended, her arms raised to shoulder level, bent at the elbow with her fists cocked out, making her biceps and triceps bulge. My eyes were locked between her legs, where her pussylips were spread wide, the fleshy inner lips protruding from the fuller outer lips. As I watched, a pearl of moisture dropped from between her legs and ran down her thigh. I didn't know if it was pussy juice or sweat, but it was sexy as hell.

Sarah walked around me, pulling off her t-shirt as she walked over in front of Tracy, holding out her hand. Tracy took it, and Sarah led her out of the kitchen, not even looking at me.

They were both stretched out on the bed, and if I thought they had been beautiful the night before, they made that pale in comparison now. Sarah was laying next to Tracy, running her hands slowly over her body. When she saw me come into the room, she pushed her legs wider apart, dropping her hand down between them. Her fingers spread the lips of her pussy as she looked up at me.

I don't remember taking off my clothes, but I was naked as I crawled up onto the bed, my eyes never leaving the gaping pink gash of Tracy's pussy. I was drawn to it, like a moth to a flame, and I settled between her legs, my face almost touching her as I looked up at Sarah.

"Do it." She said, moving closer, her fingers still holding her pussy open for me. "I want to watch you eat her pussy."

I dragged my tongue up the length of the slick wet slit, and I'm not sure which one of them moaned louder. I went berserk at the first taste, attacking her pussy with a feverish hunger like nothing I'd ever experienced before. Pushing her legs higher, I pressed them flat to the bed, making her ass arch up and present her cunt to my mouth like a glistening pink delicacy.

"Use your tongue, fuck her with your tongue and eat her like you eat me." I heard Sarah say, and I could feel her warm breath on my face. She had to be right next to me, but I didn't even look at her, as I sucked and slobbered, licked, lashed and laved my tongue over and into the musky tasting morsel filling my senses.

I could feel Tracy writhing under me, her ass humping up at me in a frenzy as I plastered my mouth to her pussy, sucking roughly as I stabbed my tongue in and out of her. I heard a scream, a long drawn out wail that went on and on.

"Oh god, she's cumming, baby!" Sarah moaned, her voice husky and grating. "Keep sucking her, eat her pussy and show her what it feels like when god reaches down and touches her soul."

I pulled back, reaching down and getting my hands under her, then flipped her over onto her tummy. Grabbing her hips, I pulled her ass toward me, spreading the fleshy mounds and plunging my face between them, my tongue slapping and slashing around the wrinkled bud of her asshole, then pressing up against it before wriggling slowly inside.

"OH MY FUCKING GAWD!!" She shrieked, her ass bucking back at me. "He...he's got his tongue in my ass!"

My hands spread her asscheeks wider, and my tongue snaked deep into her ass. I fucked it in and out, then pulled my head back and pushing down on her back as I raised up behind her.

My cock found her opening, and I slid smoothly into her on the slippery sheen of her juices. I buried my cock into her cunt in one long, slow stroke, stopping when I bottomed out and just held it there.

Her head rocked back, and an ear splitting scream came from her as she started rocking back and forth, her ass pounding back against me, then pulling away, pumping back and forth in a frantic motion. I let her work off a couple of dozen strokes, then pulled out, grabbed her leg and flipped her over onto her back again.

I went right back to ravishing her pussy with my mouth, moving one hand under her and easing my fingers between her asscheeks. Pushing one finger against the puckered bud, I pressed it in to the first knuckle. I paused, letting her get used to it, as I kept up my frantic licking and sucking on her pussy. I started fucking my tongue in and out as I pushed my finger a little deeper into her ass, and when she humped down on it, I pushed it in as far as it would go.

Her hands came down on the back of my head, rocking her hips up and down at me. My face slid up and down through the sloppy wet trough, and my finger pumped in and out of her ass as she flung her ass up and down on it.

Raising up again, I hopped up onto my knees, grabbing my cock and pointing it at her cunt hole. The head slid right in, and I dropped down on top of her, resting on my forearms as my hips flew up and down, driving my cock into her in long, tip to root lunges. I fucked her frantically, loving the way her pussy sucked and spasmed, squeezed, quivered and milked around the throbbing shaft of my cock.

I looked up at her face, and saw that her eyes were rolled up in her head, and Sarah was laying beside her, holding her, her hands running all over her tits and tummy, whispering in her ear.

I raised up and let my cock slip from her clasping cunt chute, then grabbed it and pressed the length of it down onto the gaping gash of her cunt, holding it there.

Her eyes shot open and she came up off the bed as a series of spasms swept over her. Her mouth opened, and she uttered a stream of gibberish, most of it gasping, gobbling and gurgling noises. The only intelligible word she got out was, 'HOT'.

Her eyes met mine as I leaned closer.

"Praise me." I said.

She just stared back at me, her eyes wide, the pupils completely covering the irises.

"Praise me." I said again as I started moving my hips, letting my cock slide up through the length of her pussy slit. The thick piss tube on the underside of my cock rode full length over her clit on the upstroke, then again on the backstroke. "Express your appreciation."

"Go...tha...Oh god...thank you. You are a god, my sex god. Thank you for pleasuring me. Thankyouthankyouthankyou...Iloveyou, please let me please you...I'll do anything, I'll be your slave, I'll..."

"Tell me what you want me to do to you..."

"Fuck me." She gasped, tears running down her cheeks. "Put that big beautiful cock back in me and fuck me till I die..."

Pulling back a little, I fit the head of my cock into her tight opening and pushed forward, letting my body drop onto hers at the same time.

"I can't do that pretty." I whispered, stroking in and out of her slowly, feeling her arms and legs wrap around me, clutching me tightly to her. "If I fuck you till you die, I'll never be able to fuck you again."

I looked over at Sarah beside us as I said, "And I plan on fucking you every chance I get, for a long, long time..."

Sarah smiled as she nodded, then leaned close and kissed me on the cheek.

"Don't stop...she hasn't felt what you make me feel yet..." She said softly. "And if you want the truth, I really like watching you fuck her..."

(-)

A little while later, we lay sprawled across the bed talking. Sarah had gotten a bucket of ice and a pitcher of water from the kitchen, and Tracy and I were emptying it fast.

"Holy shit!" Tracy laughed, struggling to sit up. She looked over at Sarah, her eyes still a little glassy. "Does he fuck you like that all the time?"

"No. He doesn't fuck me like that all the time." Sarah said, shaking her head. "I think he was showing off, and trying to impress you. But he makes me cum like that EVERY time."

"Fucking hell! No wonder you don't wanna get outta bed." Tracy laughed, looking over at me.

"How long did you fuck me? I know you ate me out for like, six months, but I don't remember if the fucking lasted a hundred years, or thirty seconds..."