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Story title : A New Life Spent in Perpetual Orgy

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A New Life Spent in Perpetual Orgy (F+/M, rom, exh, 1st)
by NemesisGB (nemesisgb@aol.com)

***

A Single man begins a new flat share with three women.... 
one is straight and bi-curious, the other two, the 
'pussycats' do not understand the word discretion. A 
strong love affair develops with plenty of sex. 

***

This story may be read and enjoyed by all over the age of 
consent provided it is not changed in any way or used for 
profit.

Part 1. The Flat. 

I had been looking for a place to live for several months 
but the residential lettings market had hit rock bottom and 
there wasn't much around. Having given up with the agencies 
I resorted to local ads and word of mouth, which led me to 
a first floor flat in a very large converted house. It 
seemed nice enough located in a quiet leafy side road not 
far from the centre of London, a conservative area with 
Edwardian houses seemingly very proper and ordinary.

The main door led through to a small hallway with two 
further interior doors, one to the flat on the ground floor 
and one on the first. I rang the bell to the flat and a few 
minutes later was met by a pretty brunette in her mid 
thirties. 

She was dressed in jogging pants and a loose sweatshirt 
with sport socks so it was hard to see what her body was 
like. She stood some 5'4 and was slim with very dark thick 
shoulder length, straight hair. Her face was pretty with 
large brown eyes topped with long eyelashes. Her lips were 
full and her smile intoxicating.

'Please come on up, I have been expecting you. I assume you 
are Cameron' she said without a backward glance as she 
climbed the stairs 'You will have to excuse the mess, it's 
my turn to tidy round and I have only just got back myself' 
She led me into a hallway from which radiated a bathroom, 
kitchen and living room. The bathroom and kitchen were both 
quite large and nicely done out but the living room was a 
surprise. Big. Very big. 

It seemed to swallow most of the floor space and was 
furnished with all sorts of stuff, chairs, tables, 
bookcases, lounger but all centred around a large, deep 
sofa and several matching chairs, designed to make use of 
the coffee table and large TV. It was a bit untidy too, 
things clearly had been taken out and not put back.

As she led me in she introduced herself as Simone and said 
she would show me round as we talked. It turned out that 
the flat had three bedrooms and I would be the fourth 
occupant. There was herself and two other girls in their 
mid twenties but that they shared. She stopped at this 
point and gazed at me as if judging my response. Probably 
typical as the image of two girls sharing flashed through 
my mind.

'It's just that we have had two other flatmates who left 
after a few weeks. We need to know if you would stay. Kim 
and Sue are very open about their sexuality and it spills 
over completely into living here. I was a bit anxious when 
I came but I've got used to it' she bit her lower lip when 
she said this which had the effect of giving me a flutter 
deep in my stomach.

'Um.... what do you mean spills over?' I asked.

'Well they tend to not to worry about whether or not they 
are clothed either partially or completely and if the mood 
takes them they have a tendency to become...intimate 
wherever and whenever. You might be watching TV and they 
just start making out on the sofa. They tend to leave their 
bedroom door open. As far as they are concerned they live 
here, this is their home and they should be able to close 
the front door and live as they are. If anyone chooses to 
live with them then they must accept that' she stopped, 
expecting me to comment.

'And what about you?

'Oh I'm straight, I was divorced two years ago and moved in 
here pretty much immediately after. I admit it was 
disconcerting at first but I have got used to it. Between 
you and me I find it a bit exciting. I haven't been asked 
to join them but I have got quite used to the idea of 
watching them. I don't date anymore, haven't since the 
divorce so in a way it helps to give me.... some excitement 
I suppose.'

'And the others?'

'Couldn't handle it. The first was another woman, she 
lasted three weeks. The second was a man. He thought it was 
an opportunity to get involved but they weren't having any 
of it. Kept on and on and on. Eventually we asked him to 
go. Thing is we need a fourth to pay the rent. The girls 
left it to me to pick a candidate. To be honest I have run 
three ads and you are the only to call.'

'OK. I think I can manage the situation. Can I see the 
room?' 

Now you are probably wondering how I could be so nonchalant 
after that, but it was one of those moments when afterwards 
you do wonder how you were so nonchalant. Accepting it 
seemed the only thing to do. Simone then gave me the tour 
and laid out the rules. The flat had three bedrooms off the 
living room, all a good size and the two occupied were in a 
mess with clothes strewn everywhere. The room essentially 
reserved for me had a small en-suite bathroom, which I was 
told I would have to pay a little extra for in the rent.

The daily routines comprised every fourth day each of us 
would do the chores. Cleaning, tidying up and cooking. 
Given that I was going to work out of my room it seemed 
easy for me to fit into. My work was straightforward and 
involved me translating texts so I would be in the flat a 
lot.

After a half hour we had agreed that I could move in at the 
weekend.


Part 2: Moving In

As I returned to my temporary digs to get my things 
together I thought, in the cold light of day about Simone 
comments. Looking at it from the point of a red-blooded 
male the situation seemed somewhat, utopian. The idea of 
sharing a flat with at least one lovely looking woman who 
happened to be single and into men with a hint of Sapphic 
interest was quite a draw. Add to that a couple of female 
twenty something's running around in the all-together 
pleasuring each other and the flat developed a magnetism.

Put it in the realm of reality though and things 
disintegrate. Firstly Simone might not be interested in me 
whatsoever and secondly the Pussy Cats, as I had come to 
think of them, may take on the appearance not of gorgeous, 
lithe fantasy girls but a couple of old boilers into 
extreme and bizarre practices. Anyway aside from the 
fantasy who was to say we would get on. Sex or no sex, I 
had to know that I would get on with them all.

By now I was at my digs, a dingy little bedsit with a 
battle-axe for a landlady who seemed to have this 
compunction to berate every man who crossed her path. This 
in itself made my mind up. Whatever happened it had to be 
better than this. Aside from anything else, being devoid of 
a girlfriend my sexual lusts were satisfied by rubbing off 
over a magazine. Not exactly ideal. At least having women 
around would give me mental material. 

So, now to the moving in. Saturday morning and I arrive 
with my stuff in the back of a small van. Simone met me 
again and gave me a key explaining that the Pussy Cats were 
away until mid week. Moving my stuff into my room with 
Simone around was difficult. My previous image had been 
wrongly grafted onto my mind. 

What with looking at the flat and being a little wrong 
footed I hadn't, it seemed taken in everything. Simone was 
gorgeous. No two ways about it. Her complexion was perfect 
and although white her skin had a slightly darker look to 
it. It transpired her mother was French. Her body was a 
dream. 

Being summer she was barefoot, which stirs my blood, 
beautifully smooth and wonderfully shaped small feet topped 
with legs to take your breath away. Cut off jeans and a 
close fitting T-shirt showed her body to be exquisite, 
medium sized breasts giving a perfect proportion to her 
frame. The more I looked at her face the more I felt myself 
wondering....

Anyway, we're not there yet.

Simone helped me bring things up from the car chatting all 
the time. I learnt more about her, the divorce had been 
amicable as far as any divorce could be, unable to have 
children her husband had eventually gone off with her best 
friend who it seemed had manipulated him away from her 
using her fertility as the draw. Some friend. The first 
year was just spent getting over him, still in love she had 
a hard time and in many ways the Pussy Cats had helped her 
becoming good friends. The last year she had been much 
happier and had started her life out again with a new job 
as an aerobics instructor. She was happy and enjoyed life.

The Pussy Cats were away with their work. They both worked 
for a travel agent, which involved them getting cheap trips 
around the world. I also learnt that they were by all 
accounts nice girls. No heavy attitudes and to the outside 
world, beyond the front door they didn't express any 
stereotype image. They were two regular girls who just 
happened to enjoy each other's bodies and their own, a lot.

Information like this served to get me feeling quite heady. 
By the late afternoon Simone had gone to work leaving me 
alone so I finished unpacking and straightening my new 
abode. Once done I was at a loose end and feeling a little 
horny. I showered and once dry wandered into the rest of 
the flat. Simone scent still lingered and was having an 
effect on me. In moments I was as hard as nails. Swallowing 
hard and feeling just a little nervous I went into her 
room. She probably wouldn't be back for a couple of hours 
but the chance.... well it spiced things up a little.

Her room was a mix of romantic European decor, a wide 
rosewood four-poster bed with rosewood furniture. Soft 
cotton and lace bed linen with soft dreamy pictures on the 
wall of women in flowing dresses set in Paris. The room was 
filled with her scent, indiscernible. Then it dawned on me 
that it was her natural scent and my stiff cock began to 
take over my thinking. I lay on her bed taking hold of 
myself and as I moved her strewn clothes wrapped themselves 
around me. It was overwhelming. Mentally drawing her into 
me I wrapped her panties and stockings around my cock and 
stroked.

I was lost as my orgasm started to build and without 
thinking of the consequences I came in spurting spasms into 
the soft material which hours earlier had held her so 
close.

Calming I went back to my room and stashed her underclothes 
in a drawer. I had to admit, if nothing else happened this 
arrangement was going to be far more fun than my previous 
place. Truth is at this point I had no idea what I was in 
store for.


Part 3: The First Few Days

That evening Simone returned from her aerobic session. I 
had recovered a little from my escapade on her bed but the 
sight of her just brought everything back. My throat felt 
tight, my stomach light and my cock heavy as it does 
moments before stiffening. Not being entirely sure of my 
position with her I sat down looking to hide the obvious 
swelling in my jogging pants. Trying to remain purely 
conversational as I watched the TV I asked how her day had 
been.

'Fine. Good classes on a Saturday, everyone seems really 
keen to take part. Some days you end up with a load of 
blobs fooling themselves. They think it sounds good to say 
they go.'

She obviously hadn't showered at the gym, not wanting 
perhaps to hang around at the weekend and slumped down 
opposite me in a chair. She had peeled some of her gym gear 
off wearing only a pair of tight leggings and a sporty crop 
top. 

Sitting as she was, her pussy was clearly outlined against 
the fabric. I was acutely aware that I now had a complete 
erection only hidden by the way I was sitting. 

I had only just moved in and Simone was acting as if I had 
been there for months. Completely at ease. She asked about 
me and seemed genuinely interested, it struck me that we 
really did seem to get on well quite naturally.

As the time went by and the conversation picked up and 
dropped off in a natural cycle, I noticed that see kept 
looking at me differently. Her expression was.... as if she 
was studying me.

At this point she jumped up and said she was taking a 
shower. Now the only shower was in my bathroom so it 
appeared that whilst I paid the extra, all had the use of 
it. It occurred to me immediately that this was no bad 
thing. The prospect of at least Simone slipping in and out 
of my room was attractive.

Anyway, away she went and a little later padded through to 
her room in a dressing gown. I went into my room as well 
thinking to read through the latest text I had been sent. I 
sat on the bed. Lying in the middle was a pair of my 
underpants, not left there by me. I picked them up and 
noticed immediately that they were damp. The scent hit me. 
Simone.

Strong and pungent, heady, it filled my nostrils and 
wrapped it self round my brain. A flood of thoughts raced 
through me. Firstly she had done exactly the same as me but 
not even attempted to hide it, then I realised she must 
have known what I had done. I pulled the bedside drawer 
out. Empty. Bloody hell, she had taken back her lingerie 
soaked in my cum! My cock had already started to fill and 
bulge as the door opened and a smiling Simone walked in, 
naked, holding the lingerie.

'Aahhh....' was all I could say. Clearly breathless and 
with a glazed expression she crawled onto the bed and sat 
crossed legged opposite me.

'Don't say anything' she said 'the moment I saw you at the 
door the other day I went wet. It hasn't happened like that 
for ages. I lied, I had loads of people apply for the flat 
but I had to have you here' I was dumbstruck. She wanted me 
above all the others. 'And now it seems you feel the same 
way.'

She smiled and I was lost completely. In some incredible 
way I felt I was falling not just in lust with this woman 
but in love. In such a short length of time and under, 
admittedly, unusual circumstances. Not one to tell the 
grandchildren!

'OK. Let me tell you what I want.' she said, clearly 
nervous and excited. ' I don't want you to fuck me yet. I 
want to know you better first. This has happened all very 
suddenly. I want to watch you pleasure yourself and I will 
rub my pussy for you.' I didn't say a word.

I quickly shrugged my clothes off and leaned back against 
the headboard with my legs open, either side of her. She 
lifted her own legs over mine. When her smooth warm skin 
touched me I groaned and my cock finally stiffened fully. I 
started massaging my balls, not wanting to touch my cock 
immediately. She stared as I worked my fingers abound my 
heavy sack. I could see the effect it had on her. Her 
nipples were erect and very pronounced, dark buds.

Her fingers went straight to her pussy. She leaned back 
slightly on her left arm as her right hand started rubbing 
in a circular motion over her lips. She kept a steady 
rhythm going as my hand moved to my shaft and started to 
stroke, uncapping my cock revealed to her my large swollen 
head already glistening with pre-cum. The whole situation 
aroused me quickly but I kept stroking for her. I wanted to 
hold back. It dawned on me that the same urgency had hit 
her. Her scent filled me as her fingers pushed inside and 
she didn't once stop smiling.

'Shit I can feel myself cumming' she cried. She shuffled 
forward closer to me lifted her fingers and pushed them in 
my mouth. The juices on her fingers tasted like nectar, my 
mind swirled as she shifted position bringing her body in 
close contact, I desperately wanted her to lower her 
saturated cunt onto me and I almost threw myself forward to 
take her. The she dropped her hand; I thought to find her 
pussy again. I jumped as she hand joined my. She fisted her 
hand around my exposed cock head, squeezing. She rotated 
her fingers around the pulsing bulb, her thumb mercilessly 
massaging right on the sensitive skin underneath.

I was reaching boiling point as I let go of myself and 
replaced her fingers with mine on her pussy. She was 
incredibly wet and as I touched her hard clitty she jumped 
and squealed. My fingers slipped inside her and out, 
massaging her whole fleshy area then settled into a steady 
rhythm, my middle finger circled her bud, my other fingers 
sliding up and down her lips.

I couldn't hold any longer, the pressure in my cock 
bursting up and out through her fingers, oozing hot cum, 
erupting into her hand. My climax triggered hers, she 
whimpered and moved closer still as her body convulsed and 
stiffened, her legs gripped me hard, her pussy pulsed and 
the lips seemed to purse and suck as if searching out a 
cock to drain.

I looked into her wide open eyes, deep pools of dark brown 
liquid honey, her mouth hung open as she shuddered, I could 
feel the breath of tiny gasps on my lips, we kissed for the 
first time. A passive kiss, lips and tongues pressed 
together as the last of our orgasms subsided.

For a while we just stayed like than, still. My hand cupped 
her pussy; her fingers still clasped my cock, pressed 
against each other. As our heads cleared we parted 
slightly, but only a little not wanting to loose whatever 
it was that we had round. Her smile returned and her eyes 
said everything. I was aware of her still hard nipples 
against me. She released me and massaged my cum into her 
lovely flat belly. We relaxed and naturally slipped further 
down the bed holding each other. I hadn't even entered her 
yet I felt that we had consumed each other.

'Well. What now?' I said. She sighed

'I have not felt anything like that for two and a half 
years. What now? 

You stay in this flat and we will do everything together. 
Everything.'


Part 4: The Pub Garden

Making love with Simone and not actually entering her had 
had an incredible affect on me. We had dozed for a while 
and on waking, had each showered separately. Not at all 
embarrassed with each other but each of us respecting our 
thoughts, given the speed with which this had happened. Not 
so much the physical, at least for me, but the emotional. 

Falling in love had not been part of my mental picture but 
now I felt very strange. The fact that Simone had expressed 
her developing feelings so early on only added to the 
bewitching headiness of it all.

It didn't frighten me; in fact it made the whole situation 
more intoxicating. That evening we watched TV and ate a 
light meal. We sat close to one another legs and arms 
entwined and gently caressed each other finding the 
sensitive areas that aroused each of us. Nothing else 
happened but we kissed before going to our separate 
bedrooms. I came close to abandoning this self imposed, 
unspoken restraint when her soft, moist mouth closed over 
mine. Her tongue lightly traced the outline of my lips, 
then slowly slipped inside my mouth.

I was struck by the vaguely symbolic image of her 
penetrating me. As if our roles had been reversed. We lay 
on the sofa, stretched out with Simone laying half on top 
of me. She had been wearing soft pajamas all evening so I 
could feel her body heat. My shorts and T-shirt did nothing 
to hide my hard cock, which she had studiously ignored, the 
tension almost excruciating. 

Her soft foot gently slid up and down my leg as I wrapped 
my arms around her tightly. I slipped my fingers into her 
hair and kissed her back, this time deeply, urging out 
tongues to meet and merge as one writhing sensual entity. 

We kept this up for a while and gently allowed it to slow 
down. Parting we went to our beds and agreed not to seek 
any self-satisfaction. I realised then that this 
relationship, whether it lasted or not was going to be 
intense and inventive with a sexual perspective normally 
only dreamed about.

The following day, Sunday, we did the things new lovers 
tend to do when not shagging themselves stupid. We walked, 
talked, went for lunch at a pub, held hands and generally 
relaxed in each other's company. This served to only build 
a sexual tension between us. In the pub Simone slipped to 
the ladies room and returned to hand me, under the table, 
her panties and bra.

Now she sat before me wearing only a thin cotton summer 
dress. She then led me out to the garden where we found a 
quiet corner away from prying eyes. Simone seated herself 
with her back to the garden that was visible, slipped off 
her sandals placing her bare feet on my thighs and 
unbuttoned the dress. I could hardly swallow as her body 
came into full view.

I gazed at her exquisite form, her breasts wonderfully firm 
with dark stiff nipples, her flat tummy leading the eye to 
a fairly thick dark bush, trimmed but still left at its 
basic natural shape and length. Her pussy lips were already 
parted and moist, her scent quickly lifting to my nose. She 
was still aroused from the night before as she ran her palm 
over her breasts and with the fingers splayed, across her 
tummy and into her bush. She finger combed herself allowing 
only the barest of fingertips to touch her skin. Her back 
arched as she sighed louder than she expected.

At this moment a single girl in her early twenties came and 
sat on the grass some 20 feet away. All the other benches 
had been taken. She had a single drink with her and looked 
as though she was awaiting her partner.

Simone saw her just as she noticed the dark haired beauty 
sitting opposite me, legs spread and virtually naked. Our 
new audience had a complete unrestricted view of Simone as 
her fingers sank into her pussy and her hand began an 
urgent massaging. Simone was so close anyway, but the added 
benefit of the girl also watching tipped the scales.

It occurred to me that her domestic arrangements had 
awakened voyeuristic desires; perhaps this blatant 
exhibition was just the flip side. Simone and I locked our 
eyes together as she orgasmed. Her body stiffened, her toes 
curled and she shuddered, letting out those tiny little 
breaths, which I would come to adore.

She stayed at her height for ages, jolting and gasping as 
her fingers relentlessly rubbed her pussy and clitty.

Again I noticed that when she came her pussy lips pursed as 
if sucking at the air, a little mouth, searching for the 
absent cock. 

Simone passed her climax and started to come down. I leaned 
into her and kissed her hard as her hands went to my fly. 
My cock was as hard as nails and sprang out for the two 
women to see. Simone moaned with me as her delicate hands 
took hold of my shaft and started to stroke hard and fast. 
I was bursting and it was only moments before my balls 
tightened and the rhythmic pumping spurted my cum onto 
Simone's thighs. 

She drew all my sperm out with her squeezing fingers and 
then tucked me back in. Not bothering to clean herself she 
redid her dress and we made to leave. The girl who I dimly 
remember gasping just as I came was still sitting on the 
grass but frozen in position. Her eyes were glazed and her 
mouth slightly open. As we left we both heard her say a 
'thank you' and then noticed the look on her face as her 
boyfriend arrived. He looked at her quizzically as she led 
him slightly out of site, just where we had been.

We walked back to the flat delirious. I wanted her now 
worst than ever and wondered what would happen when the 
Pussy Cats returned. My original fantasy thoughts of 
threesomes and foursomes may or may not come about, but it 
seemed certain that whilst I was going to be able to watch 
the Pussy Cats make love, Simone and I were also going to 
be demonstrating out uninhibited passion for each other. 


Part 5: The Play

That night we decided to go out as if on a formal date. One 
of those going out situations where you make all the 
traditional efforts. I slipped out and bought flowers, 
hiding them on my return. I took my time showering, shaving 
and basically grooming and decided on a smart designer 
suit. I had made the choice of fashionable restaurant close 
to the West End and then to find a decent show or play with 
available tickets.

Once prepared I gave it a few minutes past the hour and 
proceeded to knock at her bedroom door, flowers in hand. Up 
to now I had only actually seen Simone dressed in sports 
gear and a summer dress and - nothing. When she opened the 
door I was speechless. She had chosen a classic little 
black dress, a simple cut showing off her gorgeous legs 
encased in black stockings and ending in black suede two-
inch court shoes. Her arms were bare and the dress seemed 
to be making love to her itself. 

Then she turned. The back plunged low. Very low, resting in 
the small of her back. No bra. I had to do it. I slipped my 
hands under the fabric and held her breasts. She breathed 
in deeply; her head fell back to rest on me and her nipples 
stiffened. And on a first date!! I wanted to ask about 
panties but thought I would leave it, not knowing seemed 
more exciting.

The evening was wonderful with Simone acting sexy at every 
turn. In the restaurant her stockinged toes massaged my 
cock under the table her eyes constantly flashing erotic 
thoughts to me. The theatre proved a great idea. A 
cancellation had released a box, high up so that the 
audience was unable to see us. Trying to watch the play was 
difficult as a little wine had lifted Simone's sensuality 
and she seemed to be constantly moving next to me. It was a 
while before I realised why.

The darkness had hidden her and she had pushed her chair 
back opening her legs. Lifting the hem to her waist she was 
slowly running her fingers around her wet slit - no 
panties. A pair of lacy French knickers lay on the floor by 
her ankles. The stockings were my favourite, soft black 
nylon toped with lacy hold ups. I forgot the play. I turned 
my chair to watch her. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open 
as she breathed slowly and deeply. Her fingers were 
building in their urgency as they slid inside her, out 
again and around her entire fleshy area. She seemed to be 
enjoying the fact that I had been initially unaware of her 
pleasure.

Her eyes opened and she gave me that smile.

I wanted to taste her like nothing else. My cock was in 
pain as it tried to escape its confines so I loosened my 
trousers, sliding them off along with everything else. Me 
stripping clearly excited her. She stopped to watch as I 
stroked my hard cock, entirely naked in the theatre whilst 
several hundred people below watched the play. Kneeling in 
front of her, her face told me everything. I ran my hands 
over her ankles and slipped her shoes off. Her feet felt 
beautiful as I guided them to my cock and balls. She knew. 
As her toes and soles worked wonders on my throbbing shaft, 
I started kissing and licking her nylon covered knees and 
thighs. Before long I reached her bare skin and 
concentrated on the area inside, inches from her pussy. Her 
scent was intoxicating and her wetness was already running 
down her thighs.

Simone got wet. Very wet, which I found very erotic. I 
spent ages softly kissing her inner thighs running my hands 
over her legs. Her feet continued to rub my cock and as I 
felt their pressure increase I inched forward and ran my 
tongue the length of her pussy, starting close to her arse, 
I licked along her opening slit and rose to her clit. I 
circled round her throbbing hard nub, avoiding direct 
contact. I copied this again and again as her breathing 
became deeper.

Then I opened my mouth and sucked her pussy lips thrusting 
my tongue into her, her juices ran freely and her hips 
bucked forward as her hand pressed the back of my head. She 
was becoming more insistent and I was aware that she was 
lifting her dress off. By now my cock was bursting, she had 
managed to maintain her foot ministrations and I was 
getting close to spurting.

She was now quietly whimpering so I shifted and sucked on 
her clitty pushing two fingers into her tight pussy, as I 
finger fucked her and sucked and licked she suddenly 
lurched forward as the door to the corridor opened and a 
young woman entered. She carried a tray with interval 
drinks on it, ones we had ordered and forgotten about. I 
now lay on my back with my legs open, Simone half 
straddling my chest but having turned as she fell so she 
looked directly at the girl. My cock stood upright unable 
to wilt as the wide-eyed blonde stood there open mouthed.

Simone had the look of a predator about her as she grabbed 
my shaft and started pumping all the while eye-to-eye with 
the girl. She seemed about 18, pretty with a slim nicely 
shaped body, huge tits and hair up in a bun.

In a husky voice Simone said 'Put the tray down and lock 
the door'. The girl immediately did as she was bid and 
knelt down before us. The house lights had come on and 
although we were still out of sight they totally lit up the 
box. At Simone's instruction the girl opened her blouse and 
released her front held bra, letting a pair of huge tits 
bounce forward. Again, under instruction she peeled her 
pantyhose and knickers off and dropped her short skirt.

Simone placed one hand behind the girl's head with the 
other still grasping and stoking my cock. They smiled at 
each other as the blonde's head came down, open-mouthed and 
swallowed my swollen cock. Unable to speak, I found 
Simone's pussy with one hand and struggled to find the 
blonde's with the other. I did and as my fingers entered 
her already sopping cunny she sucked harder on my cock 
head, her tongue swirling round with he cheeks squeezing me 
tight. I had no chance. I felt the familiar building of 
pressure though this time with immense power.

My balls tightened and as I tried to warn the girl Simone 
moved her leg and pushed her stocking toes into my mouth. 
At this I convulsed and exploded, hot jism spurted along my 
shaft erupting into the blonde's mouth. She didn't flinch 
but sucked even harder, her fingers digging into my thigh. 
I carried on spurting longer than ever before filling her 
soft and yet hard mouth with my cream. I fell back 
exhausted.

A soft plot seemed to echo in the theatre as she released 
my cock and Simone then embarked on her first lesbian kiss, 
not with the Pussy Cats as I had thought may have become 
the case but with a complete stranger who had just sucked 
off her new lover. It was a hard, deep, raw kiss with hands 
frantically searching for pussies. I was stunned when they 
just fell into a 69 burying their faces into each other's 
saturated quims. Each clasped the other's arse cheeks and 
in a remarkably short time, virtually seconds, both came, 
their bodies stiffening against each other.

After her orgasm the blonde sat up, her hair was down and 
her face covered in pussy juice, legs open. I had used her 
pantyhose to wipe my cock so leaving them she hastily 
dressed and left with out saying a word.

Simone lay on her back, glaze eyed and smiling. I lay next 
to her and kissed her, tasting the other girls juices.

'I have wondered for ages.... what it would be like' she 
said ' I love it, I love it, I love it. Are you OK with 
this?'

'OK with it. Are you serious? I can't believe how lucky I 
am. I take it the Pussy Cats are now a target.'

'Hhhmmm. Hope so!'

Talking like this had stiffened my cock again and Simone 
clearly was still in arousal. I moved over her as her hands 
felt for me, softly stroking me. She lifted her thighs up 
to grip me under the arms and used my cock head to slide up 
and down her wet slit. I stayed in that position for ages, 
loving the feeling of her lips on my bell end and the hard 
nub of her clitty sliding across it. I eased forward and 
entered her, pressing myself into her body. Her hands came 
away and she wrapped her arms around my back as I slowly 
but with one fluid movement thrust my entire cock into her. 
She moaned as my balls nestled against her arse and tears 
flowed from her eyes. Yet she was smiling as usual, that 
smile that melted me.

'It has been so long since I felt a hard cock in me. So 
long since I wanted to feel this way' I kissed her tears 
away, drinking the salty liquid and very slowly drew my 
cock out, right to the tip where I then re-entered her.

I started to fuck her, not hard my gently. I sensed she 
wanted it like this. I had cum once and this gave me the 
reserve to hold on. I don't know how long we were making 
love in that box but I lasted a long time. She came again, 
her pussy gripping me and then I sensed a milking 
sensation, as if millions of tiny hands were drawing my 
juices from me.

The sensation was indescribable, so tight, her pussy 
muscles seemed to have a life all of their own. I lost 
myself and came for the second time during that play; her 
pussy had found what it had been searching for. I welled up 
and spurted deep inside her, our orgasms coming 
simultaneously.


Part 6: Introductions

What can I say? I had found myself in a new relationship 
that was verging on the blissful. After the play we had 
gone home and fallen into her bed dropping into sleep 
quickly. I awoke in the morning to find her naked body 
curled round me, she was still asleep and my cock had its 
customary morning erection. I immediate started rubbing 
myself. There was a thrill in gently masturbating whilst 
Simone slept, her gorgeous form moulded to me.

Her right thigh rested between my legs allowing my cock to 
slide over her smooth skin. In my position I could gaze at 
her exquisite form, from her lovely feet to her soft hair. 
I felt my self-building to climax and just let it happen. 
My cock and balls tightened and I spurted white jism in a 
long slow graceful arc onto her side. It ran in a rivulet 
down her belly pooling where our bodies pressed together. 
She stirred, moving even tighter into me as she slowly woke 
up.

'You randy sod' she said smiling 'last night not enough 
for?'

'Never enough,' I replied, 'Never!'

She shifted her position and took my softening cock into 
her mouth, licking around the head, cleaning up my juice. 
She kept this up as I shrank and continued to suck me, 
though it had become more of a suckle as I was now flaccid. 
I love that feeling. I love my cock when soft being sucked. 

She sucked hard and pulled her head away lips tight 
together giving me that wonderful drawn stretched 
sensation. It was enough and I started to swell again, 
filling her mouth with my hardening cock. She raised me 
completely and kept sucking hard as if she was in a race to 
make me cum. I got close when, laughing, she let me go and 
jumped up.

'That's your lot, I want you really randy and raring to go 
for later' she giggled as she headed for the shower.

I lay in her bed breathing hard and felt the deep sense of 
excitement and anticipation that kicks in when you know 
that later, she will be impaled on your cock. She returned 
from the shower and dressed in her gym clothes, grabbed her 
bag and keys and leant over to kiss me, at the last moment 
dipping her head and swallowing my cock whole, slowly 
drawing her mouth up, her tongue lashing me, releasing me 
with a loud pop.

'Hhhhhhmmmmm,' is all she said as she headed out.

What the hell was I to do. Completely wound up, hard as 
nails and feeling achingly horny. I decided to shower and 
dress. My stiff cock would not go down and I was reluctant 
to touch myself, enjoying the tension. After some breakfast 
I tried to do some work but all I could see, think about 
and smell was Simone. I decided to explore the Pussy Cats 
bedroom. They weren't going to be back until the next day 
so I felt safe. Their room was delicate.

Pastel colours with a large bed made up with white linen. 
It was a large room and had plenty of wardrobe and chests. 
Without thinking I started to.... browse. They had a huge 
lingerie collection, stacks of clothes and shoes and in 
several drawers an array of sex toys, magazines and videos. 

Then I saw their photographs. Quite clear I was stunned, 
both were gorgeous. One seemed to be tallish, slim with 
creamy skin, red hair and bright blue eyes, the other 
shorter with jet black, long oriental style hair. Both were 
extremely pretty and it occurred to me that watching these 
two fuck each other was going to be awesome.

All this only served to remind me of my aching cock. So. I 
decided not to wait. I flicked on the TV skipping channels 
until I came to a get fit programme with a dozen women in 
leotards bouncing around to music. 

Stripping I started to rub my shaft in time with the music 
and their gyrating bodies. After a while I was lost in my 
own little world, not hearing the door open. Still 
oblivious to any company I strummed away. 

Then it happened. Clearly indicating to any observer that I 
was close to cumming with my panting, they stepped into 
view. The Pussy Cats.

Wilted is an understatement. My cock immediately shrank. 
There I was stark naked, wanking away at lets face it 
pretty lame visual material, when up pop to women who for 
all I really knew hated even the sight of cock. I couldn't 
say anything.

'Hi' said the redhead ' you must be our new flatmate, hey 
don't mind us, carry on, please enjoy.'

I let go of myself as the shorter one held out her hand and 
said, 'I'm Julie. This is Kim. Assuming Simmy filled you in 
you know the score with us. Kim meant it, if you want to 
carry on wanking, its fine by both of us - promise.'

Feeling awkward but strangely aroused my cock; all of its 
own accord sprang back up. Given the circumstances, 
carrying on seemed the only thing to do. I thought they 
would disappear, which Julie did but Kim sat down and 
started chatting, alternating her gaze between my face, my 
cock and Julie who I couldn't see. She explained that they 
had cut their trip short because the resort was crap. Then 
Julie came back and slipped a video in the machine.

At this they both stood up and wandered into their bedroom 
with their bags. The video kicked in and I was treated to 
two lovely blondes in a 69 going hell for leather towards 
their orgasms.

'A bit better, don't you think?' said Julie as she wandered 
back into the room. She had taken her clothes off and sat 
down opposite me wearing only her panties and bra. Her body 
was wonderful with a deep tan. She lifted one leg up 
leaning her chin on her knee, which lewdly caused her pussy 
to eat the thin fabric. I came. Not sure whether or not to 
be embarrassed or thrilled I came in massive spurts, 
dumping my white stream on the coffee table.

All the while the Pussy Cats continued chatting away as if 
everything was normal. Of course to them everything was 
normal. I got a cloth to clean the table only to return to 
see the two of them lying on the sofa, kissing and becoming 
more and more urgent with their caresses.

I watched for a bit and then slunk off into my room. I 
wanted to watch a lot but really wanted Simone there as 
well, simply because I knew I couldn't touch and once hard 
again I would need more than just my own hand.

I did get some work done but only after they had both 
completed their cries of orgasm and gone out shopping.

When Simone got home I confessed all, glad to be getting it 
in before they did. She couldn't have taken it better. It 
wasn't long before they got back and the evening loomed. To 
begin with we acted quite normally, making coffee with 
Simone putting a light supper together. Then they 
disappeared for a while, all three.

When they came back I was taken into the living room and 
sat down.

'OK' Simone said, 'we have a proposition for you. I didn't 
just lie about you being the only applicant. Truth is Kim 
and Julie wanted a man as well. Julie is 23 and still a 
virgin, at least in the sense of actually shagging a man 
and although Kim had a boyfriend some years ago she is 
approaching 30 and wants to have a bit of cock as well. I 
was to chose primarily for myself and then the girls would 
decide if you were right for them also. If you weren't it 
didn't matter if I wanted to keep you. You pass, they want 
you. You up for it. It means. looking after all of us.'


Part 7: Pussy Cat Pile

OK I hear you. I know it all seems a bit unlikely but 
that's how it happened. There I was, sitting on the sofa 
being asked if I would become the shagging stud for a woman 
who blew my brains (and fortunately my cock) and two 
lesbians, gorgeous lesbians at that, who wanted 'a bit of 
cock every now and then'.

The only thing was that I wasn't allowed to initiate 
anything with the Pussy Cats until they were ready. 
Apparently they wanted the four of us, as two couples to 
live together being uninhibited with our lovemaking to each 
other, although Simone had told them about the theatre box 
and that she really wanted to have them herself. To begin 
with I was going to have to watch them pleasure Simone 
without touching the two of them.

What was I supposed to say ...no thanks I'll nip back to 
that bedsit with the battle-axe landlady!

That evening was enjoyable. We chatted and generally became 
friends. I began to wonder just when all the free-swinging 
sex was going to kick in. The Pussy Cats were snuggled up 
together and I noticed that as we talked and drank our wine 
Julie's hand was between Kim's thighs, quite clearly 
stroking her pussy. Not urgently, not rushed just soft 
gentle, almost fingertip, caresses across her cotton 
panties. 

Mid conversation Kim stood up and slipped her panties off, 
revealing a rich carroty muff framed by her pale ivory skin 
and sat back down, but now with her legs wide open. Julie's 
fingers continued in the same way, as did the conversation. 
Simone was simply staring and I could just smell a hint of 
her intoxicating scent.

Julie noticed first, Kim intently talking directly to me 
about ancient text translation, and said, 'Simmy darling, 
come over here.'

Simone needed no further invitation and scampered over. I 
was now left in an armchair with the three of them right in 
front of me. Kim smiled and lifted her T-shirt off settling 
deeper into the sofa, now stark naked. Simone just stopped 
in front of her kneeling, a little unsure what to do so 
Julie crawled down onto the floor with her. Taking Simone's 
hand she placed it between Kim's open thighs. Simone had 
already had a sudden and explosive introduction to Sapphic 
love so showed no hesitation. Her fingers went to work 
drawing a deep sigh from Kim, thrilled at the element of 
newness for Simone.

Meanwhile, aside from the fact that I was now naked and 
erect, Julie slipped her own panties and T-shirt off. Naked 
and clearly trying to hold back her urgency she cuddled in 
behind Simone, pressing her breasts and pussy against her. 
Her hands started to explore my lover, fingers combed 
through her hair then softly traced over her face, running 
several times around her lips. I wanted to get a better 
position so moved to clearly see Simone's front. Don't get 
me wrong, Julie's tanned back, arse and legs with her thick 
black hair were a sight to behold but I wanted to savour 
Simone's initiation as much as possible. I know, I know but 
I thought of this as her initiation.

Simone was wearing a dressing gown and as Julie's fingers 
slid down her neck and under the collar Simone sighed and 
let her hands fall to her sides. Kim started to rub her 
pussy herself, clearly transfixed by Simone whose eyes had 
closed. The dressing gown fell to the floor revealing Simmy 
in one go. No slow peeling off of clothes, no tentative 
fumbling with nervous fingers, her body came into full 
view. Simone as we know was no stranger to exhibiting 
herself but the situation was different, charged with an 
intimacy. She whimpered with anticipated pleasure.

We had lit candles for the evening with the lights off, 
drunk wine; the atmosphere was deeply erotic and sensuous. 
Julie's hands moved to Simmy's breasts and cupped them at 
which she jumped and cried out. Her body visibly shook with 
tension as Julie massaged her flesh and squeezed her 
already very erect nipples. 

The touching had become more urgent, more definite as both 
hands slowly pressed into her belly, sinking lower. As the 
fingers of Julie's right hand slid through Simmy's bush her 
head lolled and she let out a long deep pent up moan, Julie 
leant back and softly fell to the floor, pulling Simmy with 
her.

Julie opened her legs to accommodate Simmy's sweet buttocks 
now pressing against her hot labia and started a long slow 
finger and palm massage covering Simmy's entire pussy. She 
squeezed her lips together trapping her clitty in fleshy 
walls. Kim slipped off the sofa and moved above Simmy as if 
a man about to thrust his urgent, aching cock into her. 

I was entranced. My gorgeous lover was sandwiched between 
two incredible women. Kim pressed herself down and kissed 
Simmy open mouthed, her tongue clearly slicing through her 
lips. She positioned herself so her wet and now highly 
sensitive pussy rode Julie's knuckles. 

The combined weight seemed to enhance Julie's pleasure as 
she quickened her rubbing and sucked hard on Simmy's ear. I 
was stunned to see her free hand blindly lash out as if 
searching and then grab my cock with an urgency usually 
only seen at the point of orgasm. 

I then realised that Simmy's buttocks must have been right 
on her clitty and the pressure was raising her need fast. 
She roughly pumped my cock, no elegance to her rubbing 
here, a virgin and clearly one never to have reached any 
petting with boys, her skill was basic at best but balanced 
by a demanding urgency. And the fact that the three were 
clearly approaching a simultaneous orgasm.

All three were moaning in chorus, their bodies glistening 
in the flickering candlelight and all of a sudden they 
came, together. The timing was amazing, all three went 
rigid, both Simone and Julie were desperately trying to 
close and straighten their legs, which caused the three 
women to rock. Julie's fist squeezed hard as she came as if 
trying to transpose her climax to me. It did.

On my haunches, cock held by a 23 year old girl who had 
never held cock I came. A huge orgasm, I groaned loudly as 
I spurted thick cum which landed in sticky lines on all 
three women. Julie released me and flopped, as did the 
other two, limp and sated. 

I moved back and perched on the edge of a chair, my cock 
still twitching and dripping cum, not taking my eyes from 
the women. Simone looked at me and flashed that smile; the 
Pussy Cats were kissing behind Simmy's head. Simmy 
disentangled herself and dipped her fingers into Kim's 
pussy then into Julie's, both still wet, then her own 
saturated quim. 

Moving over she curled into the chair with me and pushed 
her fingers, covered in all three pussy creams into my 
mouth. The taste was exquisite. It seemed like a blooding 
at an initiates first fox hunt. As if it was the ink on a 
contract, signed and sealed. The Pussy Cats had seen it. As 
they rolled over to us we slipped to the floor and for a 
while the four of us lay together, entwined, basking in our 
subsiding climaxes and the knowledge that we were safe to 
be four sexual creatures, bound as one.


Part 8: The Taking of Julie

After the last episode life settled into a routine of four 
people coming and going to work and basically shagging all 
over the place. It is amazing how quickly you can accept 
what would usually be considered, say, eccentric, as 
perfectly normal. To begin with I didn't have any sexual 
contact with the Pussy Cats as such. Julie, having gripped 
my cock previously was fascinated and at times would touch 
and stroke but limited herself to just that. Each time 
though it proved electric from my point of view. There was 
a look of nervous wonder in her face and this just 
heightened my excitement. 

There were so many scenes it is impossible to tell them 
all. As Simone had said on our first meeting the Pussy Cats 
really did just go for it whenever and wherever. They would 
tumble in the front door after work, giggling, fall to the 
hall floor and make love passionately, semi clothed, get up 
afterwards and carry on as if nothing had happened. One 
time I was just coming out of the kitchen, when one of 
their fall in the floor escapades was starting.

As they rolled I tripped and fell, ending up in such a 
position that I could neither stand or crawl out since we 
had become tangled. They ignored me. I was only wearing 
boxer shorts and T-shirt. I lay back and simply enjoyed. 
Don't ask what position we were in, it was just a tangle of 
limbs and torsos with the two of them in a vague 69. At 
least both had their mouths to pussies.

My face was inches from Kim's as she went to work on 
Julie's pussy. My cock was trapped against a stocking 
thigh, which kept rubbing me. I didn't cum; both girls came 
quickly and got up leaving me on the floor with a raging 
hard on, both thinking it was funny.

On another occasion, I was making toast in the kitchen. It 
was morning and Julie and Kim were having their breakfast 
at the table. Simone darted in from her shower, still 
naked, knelt in front of me and started to suck my cock. I 
leant against the worktop becoming breathless as her tongue 
worked its way around my shaft. Leaning forward I couldn't 
see her, just feel. Her mouth must have looked a blur as 
she took me into mouth fast, pumping herself up and down, 
sucking hard, her cheeks squeezing me. I came very quickly; 
she swallowed and ran out again. Not a word was said.

As I said I fell into this quickly. One evening, we were 
all watching telly. Mid conversation I took my turn by 
kneeling between Simone's thighs and burying my face in her 
pussy. I probed her soft flesh with my tongue, licking 
along her lips and sucking her whole labia into my mouth, 
still using my tongue to lick her. She tried to ignore me 
and carry on talking. I felt her hands on the back of my 
head though; she wasn't ignoring me that much.

I like doing this and can lose myself between her thighs. I 
am happy to stay there for ages, bringing her close, 
letting her fall back and repeating many times. I tend to 
lose track of anything else and was caught by surprise when 
I felt a naked body press against my naked back and hands 
take hold of my balls and cock. Simone kept wriggly and as 
her thighs raised, I caught a glimpse of red hair. Kim was 
behind me and it was apparent that she did know how to 
stroke cock. 

Her lips came close to my ear, she whispered, 'Do you want 
to do that to Julie?"

I did. This time as Simmy started to pass over the edge I 
let her go, she bucked and cried out as her pussy puckered 
and sucked on my tongue. Easing away from her, my face 
covered in her juices I saw that Julie had sat next to her, 
legs open. I moved along to be in front of her, then it hit 
me.

Kim was still moulded to my back, her hands working wonders 
on my stiff cock and as I looked round, Simmy had 
positioned herself flat on her back, head looking straight 
up to Kim's pussy. I felt Kim stiffen round me, squeeze me 
harder as Simmy's mouth kissed me on the lips! The thing 
was though, I was about to be the first man to taste Julie. 
I have to say I was a bit nervous.

Julie was beautiful. Very toned and firm with largish 
breasts her skin was darkly tanned, her long black hair 
flowed around her. She had placed her feet on my shoulders 
letting her knees fall outwards. Her pussy was totally 
exposed. Trimmed, her bush was black and thick like her 
hair but her slit was pronounced and was clearly visible 
with an enormous clitty, hard as nails sticking out. I 
moved in. All nervousness vanished as I tasted her. She was 
like wine, a full-bodied red, a deep sweet musky taste and 
scent, strong and intoxicating.

I spent time simply licking her lips, parting them with the 
tip of my tongue, sliding down to lick the delicate 
sensitive skin beneath, just in front of her anus, rising 
again to circle her clitty.

She became insistent and I drew that hard stalk into my 
mouth, an inch long I sucked on her, which made her hips 
buck. This girl was well used to be eaten, so I was 
delighted when her juices freely flowed but I also think 
that having a man for the first time between her thighs did 
act as an additional stimulus.

I wanted to bring her to orgasm, Kim was still glued to me 
though now softly stroking my bursting cock. I could sense 
that she was concentrating on the tongue between her lips. 
Suddenly Kim pulled away.

'Wait' she said, 'Julie....how do you feel?'

'Ready.'

'OK, Cam, Simmy, come to our bedroom.'

I knew where this was going. Julie eyes said it all. 
Obviously we had been building to this, I knew that. We all 
went into the bedroom where Kim pulled the duvet from the 
bed and eased Julie onto it. Julie readily lay back with 
her legs spread. Kim and Simmy lay either side of her 
holding her like two bookends. Kim looked at me, standing 
at the floor of the bed, naked and erect.

'This girl is my lover' she said 'she is my life, my 
breath, my heartbeat. No man has even touched her save you. 
She wants to feel cock inside her, hot pulsing cock, living 
flesh and she wants to feel you spurt yourself in her 
belly' Julie's eyes were wide with lust.

I knelt then supported my self over her. Kim's hand took 
hold of my throbbing cock and guided me to her lover's 
lips. Simmy's hand gripped my balls. Julie had been entered 
before, fingers, dildos but this was clearly different.

The head of my cock touched her. Kim very slowly used the 
end of my cock to rub her slit and clitty. I was straining 
to control myself. Then her hand inched me forward. Julie's 
eyes were fixed to mine her mouth open as I eased forward. 
He lips parted and my head slipped inside. She cried out 
and breathed raggedly. Her arms tightened around the two 
other women, Kim's fingers took hold of Julie's clit, 
releasing me to slide into her lover.

I took my time, slowly, inching into her. She shuddered and 
twitched constantly and then I was there. Fully buried, to 
the hilt. Simmy's hand massaged around my balls and Julie's 
anus. Kim, her fingers flat, was squashed between us but on 
her hard nub. Julie lifted her arms and took my head in her 
hands, lifting her face to mine we kissed. Our mouths met 
tentatively and then more urgently. I began to pull back, 
slowly savouring her incredibly tight walls as they held 
me, vice like.

Then I fucked her, long steady stokes, building to a fast 
constant thrusting, kissing deeply all the time, Kim's hand 
working hard circles around her clit, I sensed Simmy slip 
her finger into Julie's anus, lubricated but her stream of 
juices. I felt a welling up inside of me at the same time 
as Julie began to spasm, she was crying out with every 
thrust and the relentless rubbing from Kim. Julie arched 
her back and went rigid, her arms crushed around me, her 
pussy strangled my cock as she herself thrust her hips to 
me.

I held fast as I felt my hot cum traveled through my 
tightening balls, up my shaft. I felt as if there was a 
moment of plugged pressure and then and explosion as I 
spurted into Julie. I groaned and went rigid myself unable 
to control anything, I jerked, lost completely not just in 
intense pleasure but way back in my mind, the knowledge of 
taking this woman for the first time.

It seemed to last for hours then we both slumped. I fell on 
her, drained. We were both covered in sweat. She lay there, 
still breathing fast and shallow. Kim was crying, not with 
any sense of loss of sadness. She was smiling with a look 
of pure joy. I kissed her and then Simmy. I was still hard 
and could feel every twitch, every aftershock in Julie's 
pussy but I slipped out of her. As I did she looked at me 
and smiled mouthing a thank you, then rolled into Kim's 
arms. Their love seemingly cemented even more.

Simmy was glazed. We both left our lovers lying together 
and went to her room. We made love. Slowly, gently and 
seemed ourselves to draw closer to one another.


Part 9: Kim and the Guests

In the morning I awoke before Simmy, who lay beside me 
naked, her hair spread across the pillow. My cock was rock 
hard, as usual in the morning and as I lay there 
considering her thighs and sliding down between them to 
wake her with the best morning call devised, I heard 
moaning coming from the Pussy Cats bedroom. Naked I 
wandered through and found them enjoying a 69. 

Julie was on top, her splendid buttocks staring at me as I 
walked in. Kim was licking her with her morning urgency and 
obviously responding to Julie's ministrations. Unable to 
see Julie's face and Kim's pussy I settled down in a chair 
to watch. My cock was becoming almost painful with the 
stress of watching them and I purposefully left myself 
alone, letting the tension build.

Kim then caught sight of me and without removing her mouth 
from Julie's lips beckoned with her eyes. Already we were 
all communicating in subtle ways and I knew immediately 
what she meant. I approached. 

The heights were perfect, my swollen cock bobbed directly 
in line with Julie's pussy and as Kim concentrated on her 
lover's clit, without warning, I slipped my cock into 
Julie. She wasn't expecting it and squealed, lifted her 
head and tried to turn. Kim brought her knees to bear and 
clamped them around the dark haired girl holding her fast.

I buried my stiff cock to the hilt in one smooth thrust as 
Julie groaned loudly. Both girls were already close to 
their orgasms and I wasn't far behind. I kept up a fast 
steady thrusting as Julie went back to sucking Kim's quim 
hard making Kim writhe frantically.

I could sense Kim was cumming and suddenly Julie's pussy 
tightened further, her body shuddering. The Pussy Cats were 
both cumming and that triggered mine. I slammed hard 
against Julie and resigned to my pulsing spurts, gripping 
her hips. Mid orgasm I felt extra hands take hold of my 
balls and tug.

This served to intensify and prolong my orgasm, I threw my 
head back and cried out as Simmy pressed herself against 
me. As I finished she pulled my head down and kissed me, 
deep and long as my cock slipped out of Julie.

This is how things ended up. Morning, day and night I would 
find myself freely enjoying myself alone whilst in their 
company, coupled with Simmy, Julie, all three or any other 
combination. I had Kim when the two of us were alone. Both 
Julie and Simmy were at work. Kim and I were watching a 
movie on telly when she suddenly stripped, tore my clothes 
off and straddled me on the sofa.

Kim looked wonderful to me, tall and slim with medium 
breasts she had a mane of red hair with a thick carroty 
muff, ivory pale skin and incredible blue eyes. 

The contrasting colours topped by a soft, throaty Irish 
accent extenuated her to a fantasy level. Nothing was said. 
She rubbed her wet pussy on my hardening cock and when 
fully erect simply sank onto me. She pressed her body 
against me as hard and as close and possible, her hands 
stole under my buttocks and gripped hard. Her mouth came to 
mine in a passionate, frantic and dominant crush, her 
tongue lancing into me as I lanced into her down below.

Miraculously we both lasted for a long time. She did most 
of the work, grinding and pounding hard up and down my 
shaft, both of us moaning in time with the intense and 
relentless rhythm. Kim's hand left my buttocks and came to 
my head, her fingers entwined in my hair gripping me. She 
stopped kissing and whispered in my ear, 'I fucking needed 
this' at which point she slammed down onto my lap and went 
rigid, breathing in and holding her breath.

Then she let out a long, high pitched moan as her pussy 
pulsated around my shaft, her hips bucked and she let go 
all control. Her legs and arms went wild, her breath came 
in giant gasps as every part of her body convulsed. All I 
could do was hold on as if on the ride of my life. She was 
though, riding me in the truest sense of the word.

Then she went limp, suddenly flopping down one me, my cock 
as hard and erect as ever. Her pussy was giving out massive 
aftershocks, spasming and squeezing me. In this sudden and 
complete calm, Kim, covered in sweat, virtually a dead 
weight in my lap triggered an unusual orgasm in me. The 
spine in the small of my back seemed to tighten and a 
streak of heat shot to my balls where they tightened like 
never before.

My semen traveled very slowly as if blocked by a cork, 
resisting the inevitable rush. I could feel the thick cream 
filling my cock in slow motion, building in pressure. Kim's 
pussy kept up a gentle massaging as the bough broke and I 
came in one long continuous gush. No separate spurts, a 
long squeeze taking in my entire body came in a jet of cum. 
I held Kim close as I came down from an incredible height. 
Now I had had all three women.

We stayed locked together for a while. I enjoyed feeling 
Kim's sated body glued to mine. After a while I slid to my 
back lengthways on the sofa with Kim laying on top of me, 
her head pillowed on my chest. The silence was comfortable 
and when I spoke I spoke quietly, maintaining the intimate 
aura around us 'Why?' I asked.

'Why what?

'Why did you fucking need that. I am a bit confused about 
all this you know. Simmy never really explained why you and 
Julie wanted a man. I mean, doesn't it go against you being 
lesbians?'

'What makes you think that all lesbians hate men. Some do. 
But not all. In any case what is a lesbian, for that matter 
what is a gay man. I used to have boyfriends and I suppose 
now I have one again, well a piece of one anyway. You are 
now our boyfriend, I think all for of us a falling in love 
with each other, don't you?'

'Hmmm. Yeah I suppose so. I am in love with Simmy and I 
know now she could never leave you two and I am getting 
quite attached to my..... Pussy Cats.'

'Well there you go' Kim came up onto her elbows, her face 
hovering inches above mine. I stirred down below, she 
really was a vision. 

'It's about love. I love Julie. In the same way any couple 
love each other, for both of us sex was a secondary issue. 
We fell in love. Plain and simple. I still have the same 
sexual urges though, Julie was getting them so you seemed 
the idea offering and when it worked for you and Simmy.... 
it couldn't have been better.'

'OK.... I think that.... hhhhmmmmm,' I couldn't say 
anymore, Kim kissed me, her soft lips met mine and her 
delicate tongue slid into my mouth and my cock started to 
fill with blood. Before long I was inside her again but 
this time things were slow, really slow. She slid up and 
down my cock leisurely, softly murmuring as we carried on 
kissing.

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That evening I made love to Simmy on the sofa while Kim and 
Julie watched TV beside us. They didn't join in this time 
except to massage my balls when I came. 

Afterwards we all sat together entwined, absent-mindedly 
stroking and caresses each other whilst chatting and 
watching the box. Simmy mentioned that her mother and 
sister were coming to stay for a while, arriving at the 
weekend. Simmy turned out to be 35 as I had guessed, her 
mother had had her young, an accident with a boyfriend and 
was now 52. Her mother had been married several times and 
was once again divorced but did have another daughter, 
Charlotte who was now 16, a half sister to Simmy.

We talked about her family and I learned that her mother 
had been a model and although 52 looked and felt only 40. 
Her sister had inherited the family looks as well and 
although she had a different father she resembled Simone 
closely. I wasn't quite sure how this was going to fit with 
our new domestic arrangements so thought of the coming 
visit with mixed feelings. I could have been wrong but 
something in Simmy's voice hinted at.... me being busy.

The build up to the weekend had me in a bundle of nerves 
and when the day arrived I was a wreck. To relax me they 
virtually threw me onto the bed and all three went to work 
on my cock. It worked. They remained dressed with me naked 
and three tongues, mouths, six lips.... well what can I 
say?

When they arrived I was truly knocked for six. Not only was 
I involved with three beautiful women but our guests were 
exquisite to boot.

Charlotte was simply a younger version of Simmy but carried 
herself well beyond her years. She wore her clothes like a 
model, a summer dress that did nothing to hide the shape of 
her body. An hourglass body with large firm breasts the 
young woman was drop dead gorgeous. When she moved she 
spelt sex.

Her mother took my breath away, tall, about 5'10 and slim 
with pert breasts pressing against a silk blouse. Shapely 
legs appeared beneath a tight skirt. Again the thick dark 
hair, huge brown eyes and long eyelashes, full mouth framed 
by a face to launch a million ships, let alone a thousand. 
She walked towards me with cat like grace, extended her 
hand and said in a thick French accent 'I am Simone's 
Mother, Helena. I have heard so much about you.' She put 
emphasis on the word much and I blushed.

I actually blushed. I never blush. But she was something 
else. 52? 

Maybe, but she really did look 40 or younger.

My cock was engorged and straining against my trousers. How 
the hell was I going to survive this. I assumed, wrongly, 
that we would be restraining our normal activities. Oh how 
wrong I was. She spoke again, 'I met your neighbours 
downstairs on the way in. A gorgeous black girl and her 
blonde.... flatmate.' She said flatmate with a small smile. 
Yes, she had the smile.

Oh how I was wrong!


Part 10: One Man and Six Women

That evening was the start, the real start of things to 
come. Up to now I had been teased in the sense that I had 
no idea to the extent at which my sexual stamina would be 
put to the test. I picked up very early on that Helena was 
a very sensual woman who new exactly how to employ her 
assets. It was very clear where Simone had developed her 
unconscious ability to arouse simply with a look. 

Charlotte had not been left out of the loop either. 
Although younger, she already possessed the obviously 
genetic sense of what worked. Her every move was executed 
in such away as to have maximum impact, yet understated, 
dismissing any thought cynical thought that there was an 
anterior motive.

It was also immediately apparent that they both held the 
same freethinking that Simone had demonstrated to me. Both 
new about the Pussy Cats and in no time at had settle into 
the flat as if it were their own. Helena had headed for the 
shower soon after arriving and wandered from Simone's room 
to mine completely nude, and then back again. Meanwhile 
Charlotte had changed her clothes to a pair of soft cotton 
shorts and loose T-shirt, cut off to reveal her smooth 
belly. It was obvious that she was wearing a bra and I 
guessed her panties were in her room too.

By the evening I was in a state of complete confused 
arousal. I wanted to have sex there and then, no messing 
around, just simple straightforward sex, but I was still 
not quite sure. We had cleared away the table and were 
lounging around watching TV and chatting. I knew Simone 
could see my erection outlined against my jogging pants and 
sensed she was holding in a laugh, as if she was keeping a 
secret. It was then that Helena said with that smile of 
hers, 'Hey Cameron, you feeling comfortable there.'

The penny had dropped. I knew then that my domestic 
situation had not changed one iota with Simone's family 
being here. I took the bull by the horns. 

Charlotte was sitting opposite me talking with Kim. It was 
her I homed in on. I stood up and lifted my T-shirt off and 
then pushed my bottoms off revealing myself to everyone, 
fully erect. I was nervous. What the hell would happen if I 
had got this wrong. Charlotte was 16 and looked older, 
perfectly legal, that wasn't my concern, it was the simple 
error of assuming everything and everyone was on the dinner 
plate. I need not have worried. Charlotte was now watching 
me with glee.

I walked over to her and knelt, noticing that the others 
had gathered round. Helena has hurriedly taking her clothes 
off as was Simone. Julie virtually pounced on Kim her mouth 
and hands ravaging her. I had got it right.

Charlotte lifted her bare, delicate feet and started using 
her soles and toes to masturbate my cock. 

The sensation was glorious and she had obviously done it 
before. I leaned forward and as I reached for her shorts, 
pulling them down, she took her T-shirt off. Her body was 
enough to drive the breath from my lungs. Her breasts were 
full, rounded, firm and topped with large erect chocolate 
nipples. Her belly was flat, her hips wide with legs 
holding a perfect shape. Her pussy was bare, naturally 
bare. I found out later that for some reason it just never 
grew.

I could not contain myself. With Charlotte's feet still 
working their magic on my cock I opened her thighs and 
French kissed her pussy. She was dripping. I spread her 
lips and tongued her as deeply as I could, the situation 
did not call for subtlety and I used my thumb to rub in a 
circular motion on her protruding clitoris. The evening had 
obviously been charged for all of us, Charlotte came in 
seconds, her hips bucking hard, she clamped her thighs 
around my head and I felt her feet leave me to be replaced 
by a mouth. I did not know who's. I couldn't breath as her 
wonderful nectar poured down my throat and filled my 
nostrils.

I moved my hands to her buttocks and using the wetness from 
her pussy, eased my finger into her arse. It seemed to 
prolong her orgasm, or trigger a series of continuing 
climaxes. I heard her cry out just as the mouth on my cock 
sucked incredibly hard. I lost total control, groaning 
loudly into Charlotte's pussy I spasmed and spurted my 
cream into, as it turned out, her mother's mouth. Helena 
was an Olympic gold medallist at cock sucking and was doing 
movements with her tongue, which drew every last bit of 
jism from me.

As I slumped to the floor, Charlotte quickly slid on top of 
me, straddling my softening cock, rubbing her silky pussy 
on it. Her mouth crushed to mine, her exquisite globes 
rubbed against my chest. I was delirious but became aware 
of Charlotte stiffening, her head lifted and she moaned. I 
looked past her and saw Julie had strapped on a dildo and 
pushed into Charlottes arse. Charlotte was grunting, her 
eyes tightly shut as Julie began to thrust slow, steady 
strokes. My cock sprang back to hardness and Simone took 
hold of me easing me into her sister.

I picked up the motion with Julie and we both thrust 
alternately, as if two hammers were punching in a fence 
post. Charlotte couldn't speak. 

Julie and I picked up the speed, reaching a pounding pace, 
thumping into Charlotte for all we were worth. Charlotte's 
pussy contracted, it had already been tight, now I thought 
my cock would never escape and Charlotte had another 
orgasm. As the tidal wave hit her, I thrust as deep as I 
could and held my cock in, Julie did the same, timed to be 
beyond Charlotte's point of no return. She orgasmed with my 
cock in her pussy and Julie's prosthetic up her arse.

This time Charlotte slumped, utterly drained. I was still 
raging and desperate for someone else. As I crawled from 
the murmuring, twitching girl I came upon a sight, which I 
shall always remember. In the middle of the room, Helena 
and Simone were in a 69, Helena on top. I was paralysed. 
Simone's eyes met mine as she urgently suckled on her 
mother's pussy. I had not thought of this permutation, my 
mind absorbed with Helena and Charlotte as individuals 
looking only to me. At first I was shocked and then, and 
then.... I exploded.

I fell to my knees and in one massive thrust, impaled 
Helena, Simone's 52 year old mother, Charlottes mother, on 
my cock and taking a firm grip on her hips fucked her like 
nothing else. Simone's tongue ran frantically over my 
pistoning shaft and Helena's stretched lips and clitty. 
Helena was shuddering. I did not let up. I could feel my 
balls boiling. Then it happened.

I pulled back with enormous force, right out of her and 
blindly hit home again. But Helena screamed, her head 
flying up from Simone's pussy and I realised I had fully 
entered her arse, right to my pubic bone. My cock was 
drenched with pussy juice and saliva which had enabled easy 
entry, but not that easy.

'YES' Helena shouted, 'YES YES YES, fuck me hard, harder' 
her voice was ragged and laced even heavily with her French 
accent. It dawned on me that this was very much her thing, 
which is why I had entered her so fast. Beyond any sense of 
boundaries I fucked her arse, hard. Very quickly, she came, 
Simone was sucking on her clit and her arse tightened. The 
pressure was intense and I felt my cum racing through my 
balls and cock and spurting deep inside her. I jerked for 
an eternity. 

We orgasmed together, our bodies glued together.

20 minutes later we all lay together on the floor. Julie 
and Kim had been next to us, themselves in a 69. All of us 
had been sated but as we were to find out, not for long. We 
had been extremely noisy. The neighbours could not normally 
hear anything, but tonight there was a knock at the door.


Part 11: Building Up To Six Women

We were all feeling warm and sleepy, the lights were low 
and the flat felt comfortable. I was dimly aware that the 
room was filled with the aroma of our lovemaking as 
Charlotte wandered over to the door and opened it, 
forgetting that she was totally nude. From where we were we 
could hear the startled cry form our downstairs neighbour 
as this beautiful young woman confronted her. The 
conversation was a little surreal comprising of, what 
seemed like, feigned indignation and awkward embarrassment.

Simone had been gently stoking my cock so I was semi erect, 
hanging, yet clearly engorged and only a lick away from a 
full flagpole. Feeling mischievous I stood and went to the 
hallway slipping my arm around Charlotte, standing naked 
and clearly aroused in front of this new woman. She was 
pretty with blonde hair and a slim body and the most deep 
blue eyes I had ever seen. She wore a business suit and 
appeared to have only recently got in from work. I smiled.

'I just wanted to say that I feel the noise from this flat, 
and the type of noises are just too much. I must ask you, 
no, I insist that you keep quiet.... I.... um....' her 
words became lost as she realised that I was naked. She was 
trying desperately to look me in the face but her eyes 
betrayed her as they flicked up and down. She really was 
quite lovely and crimson with embarrassment at which my 
cock rose to its full glory, for some reason becoming very 
aroused at her discomfort. She let out the longest sigh, 
which sounded full of frustration, and ended up just 
staring at my hard cock, she sagged a little and leant 
against the doorframe.

Charlotte sensed a change in her. Kneeling before me she 
took my cock into her mouth and slowly started to suck me, 
making sure that the angle was kept clear so our neighbour 
could see everything. Her wet lips and tongue massaged the 
length and head of my cock as she used a lot of salver to 
drench me so that the spectacle was enhanced. The blonde 
was transfixed and almost without realising it she slipped 
to her knees. 

Looking down at her I studied her as best I could from my 
angle of view. She wore medium high court shoes with nylons 
over shapely legs and a smart grey skirt and jacket with a 
white blouse. Whilst I was taking this in she shuffled 
forward and almost pulled Charlotte off me, who stood and 
kissed me before returning to the writhing mass of female 
flesh I could see over my shoulder.

The blonde simply took over from where Charlotte had left 
and with small groaning whimpers sucked me as though she 
had been starved of sustenance for years. I was stunned at 
her skill but more with her enthusiasm, the animal passion 
with which she sucked me was incredible and in a short time 
I came, filling her mouth. I thought she might pull away 
but she stuck fast until I had completely stopped, 
swallowing all my cum. I dropped to my knees as she fell 
into my arms.

'I don't know what to say' she murmured ' I have never done 
anything like that, I mean, well, I have sucked before 
obviously but not just like that with a complete 
stranger....I am so embarrassed.'

'Hey, lets have none of that' I answered 'tell you what, 
come with me' She made no protest as I led her out to the 
staircase and sat her down halfway. Lifting her skirt, 
revealing stockings and panties I eased the gusset to one 
side and without any introductions, I licked her pussy from 
bottom to top, slowly, letting my tongue sink between her 
lips and then right over her already hard clit. She 
squealed and threw her thighs wider apart. Her hands 
suddenly gripped the back of my head and she ground herself 
against my mouth, thrusting her hips in a frantic spasmic 
urgency. I had hardly licked and sucked her before she came 
in massive pent up convulsions, throwing her head back and 
almost growling. 

She slumped back on the stairs but her body still stirred. 
Moving with anticipation. It was then that I noticed her 
flatmate, a tall willowy black girl with a face that could 
almost certainly have launched five thousand ships, staring 
at us through the stair rails.

Her eyes flashed as she smiled and reached through cupping 
her friends face in her hand.

'At last, my sweet, sweet Camilla, at last,' she said with 
a husky voice that gripped my shaft, then looking at me she 
said 'carry her into our flat.' 

I did. And I was still naked.

Nemesis

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with 
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay 
to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted
partner. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good 
care of it!
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