Chapter 5
While I did fuck him on several more occasions, it was time for me to move on from Charles and his wife, not to mention his chauffeur. After all the lezzie action, too, I decided to play it straight for a while. I also wanted a brief change of pace from older men. So I was more than ready for what happened next.
In addition to jogging, I play sports on weekends to keep my sexy body in shape, or my body in shape for sex! One Saturday afternoon, there was a volleyball game going at the apartment complex, with a dozen guys and gals leaping and shouting.
I had been sitting in the sun, and I joined in, still wearing a red thong bikini. Soon two young men were especially interested in me, and they sat with me when we took a break for a cold drink.
One was tall and blonde, and was named Joe. The other, Fred, was shorter, dark-haired, and deeply tanned. They were nice guys with bodies that were just as nice, so I didn't mind leading them on. Soon, I noticed their eyes wandering down to my firm, pointed breasts, which my top barely covered. Then their gaze moved around behind, to where my buns were naked except for the thong between them. Finally, becoming bolder, the two guys stole looks at my pussy, which was hidden by only a tiny patch of red cloth.
When we started playing volleyball again, I had to laugh, because Joe and Fred kept missing their shots because they were watching me move. They kept saying that the sun was in their eyes, but I knew I was, instead! Then I jumped too high for the ball, and one of my tits popped out of my bikini for a moment. Now that they'd seen bare boob, the ice was really broken.
So, when the game was over, I let them follow me to my apartment, knowing that I was going to fuck them!
Adrienne was out, so I was on my own. I sat Joe and Fred down on the sofa and got us all beers. Then I stood in front of them, smiled freely, and took off my top. Their eyes bulged when they saw my naked, hard-nippled mams. For my part, I could see their dicks spring up in their athletic shorts!
I sat down on the sofa between them. With my left hand, I pulled Joe's cock out and began to stroke its generous length. With my right hand, I hauled out Fred's fine erection and did the same to it. In turn, their hands wandered onto my bare breasts, and then between my legs. Soon they had my bottom off, and I had two different fingers stroking my hot, wet slit!
We stood up and got totally naked. I did a little dance for them, swiveling my hips and bumping my shameless twat forward. I put my hands on my head and ran my fingers through my long blonde hair, which made my tits stand up even more proudly. I thrust out my trim butt and slapped it excitedly. I formed my lips into a pout and made a sultry, purring sound. As a nympho, I always get just as raunchy as the guys. I love to show off for men and to drive them crazy. After my little dance, we were all so aroused that we practically ran for the bedroom!
I bounced back on the mattress and spread my silky thighs. Pointing to ajar I kept right out on the bedside table, I had Joe and Fred put on condoms. Such service I provided!
"Who's first?" I asked candidly.
They looked at each other.
"You go ahead," the one said.
"No, you," said the other.
"No, you."
"Oh, the hell with it, guys," I laughed. "I'll take you both on at once!"
So now I had what I secretly might have wanted when I was fucking with Adrienne and Charles, then with her and Nancy. It was me, and two guys! I was a busy little beaver, and an efficient one!
Joe stood at the foot of the bed, and pulled me down so that my sweet ass was on the edge of it. With his fingers, he opened me to the pink, delighting in my fresh young folds. He put his strong hands under my cheeks and raised me up a bit. Then he started his rod under my yellow fur, deep into my hot, tight sleeve.
He boffed me fast, then slowly, sighing deeply as his rigid length slid in and out. My tummy tensed, my upright breasts moved in rhythm, and my pretty mouth opened in a series of happy squeals.
"Oh, yeah, Joe," I went. "Oh, yeah, you stud!"
I couldn't squeal for very long, though, because I was soon addressing Fred's tasty cock. I had him straddling my pretty face, with his swollen tip at my hungry lips. I took him deep in my mouth, sucking strongly and working the underside of his shaft with my tongue. I was fucking and sucking away.
We three went on like that for a good long time. We were lost in a world of safe, casual pleasure. What had started at a volleyball game had wound up being an athletic event of a different kind. We'd gone from ball to balling. And it had been a "pickup" game in more ways than one!
Then we started to come. I went first, once then again, thrashing around in paroxysms of feminine joy. I'd become wildly turned on by the cock in my pussy and from mouth-fucking the other one, too.
My men followed. "Uh. Uh. Uh. Ahhh!" Joe shouted, pulling out, yanking off his rubber, and shooting ribbons of white stuff into the air. "Ahhh!"
"Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Ohhh!" Fred echoed. Suddenly I felt him explode and fill the end of his protection with jizz. Then he pulled out as well.
"Wow!" I enthused, sitting up on the bed and getting the guys on either side of me. I reached down and stroked their satisfied cocks and my well-fucked pussy. "That was a hell of a game. I know it wasn't tennis, but I'll take doubles with you two anytime!"
"Right on, Meredith," they agreed. "Indoor sports are the best kind of all!"
Fred moved away from the apartment complex, but Joe stayed on. And we continued to play sports together, of both kinds!
One afternoon, I was on my usual jogging course through the woods. I was thinking of how I'd seduced that voluptuous blonde, Liz, for some oral sex. Just then, I came up behind the equally blond hunk, Joe. He was running along in nothing but tight white silk shorts and his shoes.
As a liberated young woman, I see nothing wrong with men making fetishes of certain parts of the female anatomy. But if they want to look at and talk about tits and ass, then turnabout's fair play. To reverse the old expression, what's sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose!
Accordingly, as I said hello and continued to run behind him, I found myself going crazy over Joe's buns. His strong back and muscular arms and legs were fine, but I'd never noticed just how great his buns were. Those tight, hard things alternately inspired me to jog more strongly, or they made my knees weak and my pussy wet and tingly!
When we got back to the apartment complex, I told Joe that I just had to have sex with him again. Being a virile young man, he didn't exactly refuse. We went to my place, where I stripped off my jogging things and bared my tall, slender body that he already knew so well. In turn, he shucked off his running shorts, displaying his huge, throbbing erection.
"I have a confession to make," I told him. "Suddenly, I've really got a thing for your butt!"
"Why, Meredith!" Joe laughed. "I didn't know you were an ass woman, if there is such a thing."
"There is!" I enthused. "And I'm going to go for yours, right now."
I knelt down, but not in front of him. Now his beautiful buns were at my face, and I dug right into them. I licked his clean ass all over, making it wet and shiny. I gave it little love bites, which made him jerk with pleasure.
Then I separated his cheeks, burrowed between them, and licked his hole.
"Oh, damn!" he exclaimed. "That feels incredible. Lover, you weren't kidding!"
"It turns me on to do it," I purred in reply. "You should see how my pussy's creaming."
I could only do his ass for so long, though, because his turgid cock needed my attention. So, in an all-time great move, I crawled forward between his spread legs, running my head along his crotch and his swollen balls. That drove him wild, especially when I wound up with his phallus nestled in my blonde hair.
"Wow, look at you!" Joe responded. "But turn around, Meredith. Suck my cock. Please!"
I did, taking him lovingly into my mouth and giving him fine head. Soon I had him squirting gobs of white stuff all over the place.
But I'd gotten him off quickly, made his dick soft, partly because of something else I had in mind!
"Lie on the floor," I told the blond hunk. "Lie face down."
"What are you up to?" he asked, after following my instructions.
"I didn't want you to have to lie on your boner," I said, with a wanton smile. "Because I like your buns so much that I'm going to fuck them. I'm going to ride them and come on them!"
Then I did just that. I squatted down, straddled him, and planted my hot, wet pussy right on his hard ass. It didn't take much sliding around to take me where I wanted to be. Just the feel of his butt was more than enough inspiration.
"Oh. Ohhh!" I gushed, coming strongly. "Oh, Joe, your ass. Ohhhhh!"
Usually, it's the woman who gets all messy in sex. But this time, it was the man's backside that was all slippery with spunk!
"That was a change of pace, Meredith," Joe laughed, as I let him up and he wiped himself off with some tissues. "And your pussy felt pretty good on me. It reminds me of when I was nineteen, and was dating a girl the same age. She didn't want to go all the way, so she was always dry-humping my leg. It wasn't exactly dry, though!"
He paused. "But you know, there's really nothing wrong with down-to-earth acts like that one. I'm a bit of a scholar, and in the 1600s, say, they did such things all the time and made it a point to write about them. They had a joyful, all-inclusive attitude toward sex."
"I don't know about that," I replied, giving his beautiful buns one more squeeze. "All I know is that I had a great ride, no ifs, ands, or 'butts!'"
We were sweaty from our jogging and now from the sex, so we got up and showered. I broke out some beers and snacks, and we relaxed on the sofa together.
"What was the wildest point of contact you ever had with a woman?" I asked my lover curiously, thinking of what I'd just done.
Joe considered, then decided. "Well, it was with what I like to call the three rocking ladies," he said. "But the fact that there were three of them wasn't the half of it!"
I met those young women during rush hour downtown (he continued). Actually, they were walking side by side, and they ran right into me.
"Oh, excuse us," one of them said.
I looked more closely, and saw that they all had long blonde hair, like yours, Meredith. They were pretty and well-built, too, in tight jeans and T-shirts with the name of the same rock group printed on them.
"Don't mention it," I replied. "I'm literally glad we bumped into each other!"
"Well, then, I'm Kandi," the leader went on, with a giggle. "And this is Kelli, and this is Karli. We spell our names with a 'k' and an 'i'. We're nineteen, and we live together."
"Good for you," I said. "Would you all like to join me for a soda or something?"
They talked among themselves, and there were more giggles.
"No," Kandi answered. "But how would you like to come on home with us?"
It was almost too good to be true, but I didn't sell myself short. If you meet an opportunity like that, you grab it! So I walked with them to their place, which was in a loft building nearby. The walls were papered with rock posters, and it turned out that the girls actually sang backup for the group that was pictured on their shirts. They must have looked great, being so much alike.
But one thing led to another, and I found out just how great they did look. And if being picked up by them on the street had seemed too good to be true, then what followed was even more so. In short, the four of us stripped down and proceeded to get it on!
Imagine, if you will, not one, but three beautiful sets of pink-nippled breasts. Imagine not one, but three luscious rears, and three pairs of smooth white thighs. And imagine no less than three golden-furred pussies with moist, tender red lips!
"How can I satisfy all of you?" I asked, as they led me to a king-size mattress. My prick was huge and hard, but still I wondered.
"Oh, you'll figure out some way, Joe," Kandi giggled. "But we do want you to do us all at the same time!"
That was the challenge those rock ladies had laid down for me. And that was the challenge I rose to.
I lay back on the mattress, and three pairs of gentle hands went to work on me. It was absolutely amazing. They massaged my chest, gut and tensing legs, making my upstanding cock harder still. I could feel the precum oozing out, and my balls swelling. They moved their naked bodies sensuously, too, as they stroked me. Taking hold of my rod, they even talked about it.
"Ooo, look at this," Kandi cooed. "We're gonna have a lot of fun with this!"
"Ooo, yes," the second one, Kelli, agreed.
"Right on," the third one, Karli, added. Then she kissed my cocktip, and I almost came.
Now we got into position for a glorious four-way fuck. Kandi, as the boldest one, reserved my dick for herself. Rolling on a rubber, she threw one shapely leg over my lap and lowered her soft yellow bush and her hot, slippery vulva onto my gut. My cock stuck up between her tight ass cheeks, and she teased us both that way for a bit.
But then she raised up again, and ran her tight, exciting channel onto me in one smooth stroke.
"Ooo!" she squealed. "You're inside me, Joe. We're fucking. Yes!"
Kandi kept squealing as she bounced up and down. She held onto her jogging breasts, squeezing her pink nipples between her fingers. She eyed me sexily, licked her red lips, and tossed her blonde hair as she rode like a real cowgirl. Just Kandi alone would have been enough to make me come like crazy.
But then Kelli got into the act! She straddled me, too, but this time it was my face. Her dripping wet, wide open young quim was right before my eyes. I'd never seen anything so fresh and lovely, not to mention arousing. From her spread outer lips, to her pink inner ones, to her hard clit and her tempting hole, she was beautiful.
I couldn't see her sex for long, though, because she lowered it onto my lips! I had to be content, if that's a strong enough word, with slurping, lapping, and tonguing at her as she wriggled in ecstasy above. But I did squeeze her sweet, tight buns to help her along.
Presumably, since they were facing each other as they straddled me, Kandi and Kelli were getting into it, too. I pictured them French-kissing and squeezing each other's nice tits, their long blonde hair hanging down their bare, arching backs.
Oh, and I forgot to mention that they'd put on a tape of their rock band. The hard, throbbing number that was playing matched the feeling in my dick! And as their voices in the song reached a shrieking crescendo, their real voices did likewise from the sex.
They sounded like they were coming in the music, and they really were coming now. In fact, they nearly blew me off the mattress!
"Eee. Eee!" they went, as I felt Kandi's pussy spasm around my cock, and Kelli's go wild against my lips. "Eee. Eeeee!"
But the third rock lady, Karli, had been left out. It wasn't for long, though. And now we get to the part you asked about, the craziest point of sexual contact I've ever had with a woman.
Suddenly, I became aware of someone way down at the foot of the mattress, and of something touching none other than my big toe. It had to be Karli. And it had to be her hot, wet quim!
"Oh, damn," I gasped, as the two other young women got off me and watched with wanton interest. I looked down along my body, and sure enough, there the third one was. "You're going to fuck my toe? My toe?"
"I sure am," Karli giggled, squatting, as she lowered her pussy onto it. "And you've got a nice long one, too!"
As she threw back her blonde head, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth in passion, my mind was completely blown. Even my cock, which was standing straight up and achingly ready, forgot about coming. The feel of my toe up a woman's twat was almost too much to absorb. I wiggled and worked it, trying to give her a good time.
Like I said, I'm a bit of a scholar in sexual matters. And I remembered from a psychology class that some men don't like to go barefoot because they equate their big toe with their dick and they don't want to show it. But I wondered if the psychologists had ever heard of a toe actually being used as a dick!
At any rate, it served Karli just fine. Soon she, too, was coming and shrieking.
"Eee, your toe!" she went, her fine young body shuddering with ecstasy. "Your toe!"
That left me with female juice all over my cock, my lips ... and my big toe. But I couldn't reflect on it for very long.
"Oh, damn," I groaned to the three incredible blondes. "I haven't come yet. Get me off, quick. Please!"
Taking pity on me, they did. And if I'd been amazed by the feeling of three pairs of feminine hands massaging my body, how about three different mouths on my dick? Well, they got in a smiling circle around my lap. and they took turns sucking me. Kandi, Kelli, and Karli blew me to perfection, their hair tickling my balls and their pretty lips formed tightly around my manhood. Soon they had my rubber off and I was hosing hot, white jism up toward the ceiling, in a climax that seemed three times as strong because there were three of them!
"Wow, Joe!" I exclaimed, when he'd finished his story. "You've got my own pussy juicing like crazy just from listening to you."
"My pleasure, Meredith," he laughed. "But it serves you right. You did ask!"
"I just hope I'm woman enough for you," I added jokingly. "I'm only one blonde, you see."
"You're more than enough," he responded, holding me close. "You're three in one." He paused. "And your name doesn't end in a silly 'i'!"
I had one more great time with that nice young hunk before he, too, moved out of the apartment complex. To come full circle, we'd been jogging again, and I'd pulled a muscle in my back. At my place, Joe had me bend over the kitchen counter while he stood behind and massaged me. Under his strong hands, the pain soon went away.
While he worked on me, though, I found myself thinking of those three rock ladies massaging him. And sure enough, his efforts soon took on sexual overtones. His hands wandered underneath me to my differently aching breasts.
"Mmm, that felt nice," I purred, referring to the back rub. "But this feels even nicer!"
So he shucked off the T-shirt I was wearing, getting me excitingly topless. He pulled down my shorts and panties, too, as I writhed delightedly and tingles of pleasure shot through me. I felt something hot and hard in his own shorts pressing against my firm round buns. Then he stripped down, and his great big cock was rubbing nakedly on my ass.
Joe teased me for a bit, running his tip through my cleft. My knees weakened as I leaned over the counter, my tummy felt warm and happy, and my pussy was dripping. I thought he might enter my other opening, and quite frankly I wouldn't have minded.
But he moved to my pussy instead, and started working my hot, slippery labes with his cockhead. I reached under myself and fingered my joy button, getting myself more and more turned on.
"Oh, c'mon, lover," I panted. "Quit teasing. This is all very well, but now I need your meat. Give me a high hard one, please!"
He did, in one smooth thrust. He was unusually big and hard that day, maybe from the slow build-up, and I gasped when I felt him in me. His dick touched me in places it had never touched before.
My open quim was juicing madly, and I almost came right away. But he started plunging, exciting me even more if that was possible, and I didn't want it to be over so soon. So I held off.
I could hear his naked flesh slapping on mine as my buns vibrated wildly. I could even hear the squishy sound of his dick moving in my hole. This was the way I liked it, totally explicit. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them as we both panted with delight.
"Oh, Joe!" I went. "You're really cleaning me out. What a great big dick you have today!"
He couldn't resist. "The better to fuck you with, Meredith," he replied. "The better to fuck you with!"
Then, so that we could see each other's reactions better, we balled face to face. Joe slid his cock out of me, turned me around, boosted me up on the kitchen counter, then quickly went back in.
Our sex-drunk eyes met as we kept going at it. I also looked down past my bobbing breasts and watched his rod sliding in and out of me, under my soggy yellow bush. I hugged him with my legs and put my arms around his neck. And that put me in position for the biggest thrill of the day.
Suddenly, I was being lifted off the counter, stuck on his rigid tool! His strong hands were under my buns, supporting me and moving my pussy on him. His muscular legs were taut as he held me up and I moved on him as well.
Our bodies were in great shape from all the jogging and weekend sports. It was paying definite sexual benefits right now!
"Oh, yeah!" I shouted, as I suddenly came like wildfire. My spasming pussy felt like it would melt around his dick. I shuddered all over, letting my arms and legs go limp and almost falling off him. But even then his strong arms held me in position.
"Yeah. Yeah!" Joe echoed, letting off a mighty blast of his own. His cock went crazy inside me, and soon he was pumping a big load of come.
We sank to the floor, jubilant over the great thing that was sex, hugging each other for joy. I was so glad I was a nympho. Sex was good and healthy. Sex was great!
"Well, Meredith," my partner said, "we seem to have blown the afternoon. How about some dinner?"
"What a way to blow it, though," I replied. "But I am famished. Yes!"
Not too long after that, Joe did move away. Nympho that I was, though, I'd known our affair wouldn't be permanent. If he hadn't broken it off eventually, I probably would have. The way I felt, the world of sex was just too vast to be confined to two people, nice as that was.
So I set about finding a new man!