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Subject: {ASSM} C and C (slut wife FF, FF/M, voy) Part II of III: C and C and Me
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Standard Disclaimer: This story is a fantasy. It takes place in a world
with no HIV, HPV, or other STD's, a place where all birth control is 100%
effective. That is not the world we live in and engaging in the activities
described herein can seriously screw up your life or even kill you. Also,
if you are under age 21 or don't like dirty stories, then go away. 'Nuff
said.
Comments welcome to above email address (remove ".spamenot").
C&C (slut wife FF, FF/M, voy) Part II of III: C&C and Me.
The phone thing worked and I never had to worry again. We decided Carly
should keep her apartment for a place to change clothes, clean up, and,
uhm, entertain. She'd never taken men home to her apartment before but now
she could since she didn't live there.
The phone thing also resulted in some interesting experiences. Once it
rang while I was out to dinner with another member of the board of
directors of the big internet company that bought my company.
"James," Carly said panting.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Just - pant - checking - groan - in; it's ten."
The other guy was sitting right across the table from me. "Are you,
uhm, busy?" I asked.
"Yes, I have a big black cock in me," she replied breathlessly.
I had an instant hard-on. I turned to my companion, "I'm sorry, I have
to take this call." I left the table and headed for the bathroom. Carly
was describing her fuck as I went. I got inside dying to get in a stall
and jerk off. Damn, there was an attendant. I went to the elevator and
went to the parking garage and got in my car. Carly was still huskily
telling me every juicy detail of her slutting. I got in the M5 and hoped
the tinted windows were dark enough. I beat off right there in the
driver's seat listening to my wife get fucked over the phone. I came as
she did, screaming in the phone. Sort of gives a new definition to "phone
sex." I used tissues in the car to clean up and returned to the restaurant
apologizing for the "emergency call."
So, like a lot of married folks, we settled into a routine. You may
think rich people have nothing to do. Hardly. You get pegged for every
volunteer effort and charity event or political fundraiser in town. It
keeps you busy. Carly fucked around and told me all the details. I
eventfully developed a taste for licking the cum out of her cunt. But one
thing we'd never done is a threesome or otherwise let me participate, like
watching. Then Carly mentioned that her friend Cheryl had gotten a new job
and was moving to Los Angeles from San Francisco. Carly said she'd always
planned to visit Cheryl in S.F. but had never gotten around to it.
"Let's go before she moves," I said.
Carly kissed me and asked if we really could.
"Of course," I said, loving playing the heroic husband. "I'll make the
arrangement." Of course, I didn't mention that I was hoping to get a "C&C"
but I'm sure Carly wouldn't have minded if I did.
My wife had told me that her friend Cheryl had been her first sexual
experience and it was because of her that Carly was the slut she was. In
high school, they two had been known as "C&C" and they gave a lot of the
boys a "C&C." Well, I wanted a C&C and going to visit Cheryl in San
Francisco seemed the perfect opportunity.
I arranged for a private jet to fly us down and a big hotel suite for us
to stay in. I rented a red Jaguar XKR convertible. It was 370 horses but
an auto tranny; does have a back seat, though and is very plush. I might
get one of these for those days you want a convertible (I got a Viper
coupe). We arrived in town and Carly immediately called Cheryl. Cheryl
had already quit her job so she had time on her hands. She gave us a tour
of the city. It was great fun to be with two beautiful women driving
around San Francisco in the gorgeous convertible. Between the dazzling car
and the stunning women we weren't lacking for attention. Maybe I should
describe Cheryl. Carly is tall, thin, with long legs and a nice ass and
has red hair (natural) and a couple of cute freckles on her nose. She's
one of the most beautiful women I've ever known and I get to fuck her (ah,
it's good to be the billionaire). Cheryl, on the other hand is about
average height for a woman and could loos! ! e maybe five pounds. She
has
I did notice that Carly and Cheryl took every opportunity to touch each
other. The sexual tension between them was almost tangible. Both were
wearing short skirts and as they walked down the street nearly making out
with each other they almost caused traffic pileups. I was having a great
time. Once a car slowed down and a black man stuck his head out the
window.
"Hey, I can take one of those off your hands for ya," he called out.
Carly started sashaying over to his car when Cheryl called her back.
The girls giggled for ten minutes over that.
We went to a wonderful Italian restaurant that Cheryl knew and we drank
two bottles of a nice red wine. Finally it was the moment of truth.
Dinner was over and Carly and Cheryl were looking at each other as if they
were ready to make love right there.
"Do you girls want to go back to our suite?" I asked trying to sound
innocent.
"Yes," they whispered simultaneously not taking their eyes off of each
other.
In the car Carly sat in the tight back seat with Cheryl. I put the top
up and they started kissing. I watched in the rearview mirror until Cheryl
said, "Is this car fast?"
"Yes."
"Then lets get back to the hotel."
The Jag wasn't as fast as my Viper but I got us back to the hotel in
minutes. We pulled up front and the valet opened the door for me. Since
they didn't see anyone in the front passenger seat no one opened that door.
I got out and pulled the seat forward. Cheryl slid out followed by Carly
(who's skirt was up around her waist giving the valet a peak at her panties
before the skirt flopped into place).
We walked through the lobby, me between the women. A middle-aged man
with his dowdy wife saw me with these two babes on my arm and then looked
at his wife and looked very sad. We got to the elevators and I punched the
button. Standing there waiting I could tell Cheryl and Carly were ready to
attack each other. But I was between them. Finally the elevator dinged
and the door opened. We went inside; it was empty other than us. I put my
room key in a slot and punched the floor. In the time it took me to do
that, Carly and Cheryl were in each other's arms kissing.
Putting my key in the slot allowed the elevator to go to the "exclusive"
floor. It also didn't allow the elevator to stop. So I leaned against the
wall and enjoyed watching Cheryl run her hand up the back of Carly's thigh
and up under her skirt while French kissing my wife.
The elevator stopped and we got out. Carly and Cheryl held hands during
the short walk to the suit.
I unlooked the door and opened it for the women. They almost fell in. I
turned on the light. We were in a lavish, traditionally styled living room
area. I no sooner had the door closed than Cheryl pulled off Carly's top.
Then they went back to making out, kissing, hugging, and feeling each other
up. There was a large couch in the room and they shuffled towards it as
they kissed. Soon Carly's skirt was off, leaving her in bra and panties.
Then Cheryl took off her dress and both women were in their underwear.
I sat in a leather wing chair and enjoyed the view. This was the first
time I was going to watch, other then on videotape, my wife having sex.
Cheryl's hand was in Carly's panties, and Carly groaned with pleasure.
Carly was running her hands around her friend's white skin going from her
ass (through her panties) to her breasts, the small her back, her thighs.
The women sat on the couch together and were kissing and feeling each other
up. I had a huge hard-on so I started rubbing my cock through my pants.
Carly put her hand inside Cheryl's panties and the women were playing
with each other's pussies. Carly pushed down on Cheryl's shoulders. My
wife's friend got the hint. She dropped to her knees on the floor in front
of the couch and pulled down Carly's panties and removed them. Carly
spread her legs and Cheryl dove in with enthusiasm.
Cheryl must have known what she was doing because Carly leaned back,
closed her eyes, and started breathing quickly through her parted, sensual
lips. Her breathing quickened and after a few minutes she came with a
squeal. Cheryl turned to look at me, my wife's juices on her chin, and
smiled.
"Care to join us?" she asked.
I looked at Carly, thinking it was up to her if she wanted a three-some
with her friend and me. She smiled at me in a way that I took to mean she
agreed.
I stood up, undressed, and walked over. Meanwhile, the girls had
finished undressing and were waiting for me.
"Lay on the floor," Carly ordered. I did. Carly squatted over my boner
and lowered her very wet cunt onto it. Cheryl lowered her cunt to my face.
Her lips were spread wide and her clit was throbbing. I started licking it
as Carly rocked back and forth on my cock. The girls were facing each
other and they'd kiss whenever they came close enough. That was enough for
me and I shot my wad, lifting Carly off the floor with my cock driving into
her. I ate Cheryl with enthusiasm as she swapped spit with my wife.
When I was through coming, Carly rolled off of me but Cheryl stayed on
my face. I took this to mean I should continue to eat her out. I tried
hard to make her come but I just couldn't do it (it's not that I'm
unskilled; I've made plenty of women, including both my wives, orgasm
through oral sex). Finally Cheryl moved off my face and sat on the couch.
Carly dove in between her thighs. So here was another first, watching my
wife orally service another woman. It didn't take long for Carly to have
Cheryl squirming and then coming.
As she came down Cheryl looked at me and smiled. "Don't worry," she
said. "No one can eat out a woman out like another woman. They know what
feels good."
However, watching my wife make her friend come had revived my hard-on. I
stood up and my pecker pointed toward the women.
"Just to show there's no hard feelings," Cheryl said and she got off the
couch and kneeled in front of me. She started stroking my cock. Carly
came over and kneeled down, too, and started playing with my balls.
Cheryl took my cock and fed it to my wife. Here was a sensation I'd
never known before. My cock was in one woman's hand and another woman's
mouth. Carly blew me for a few moments then Cheryl took my cock in her
mouth. Both women were able to take the whole thing in their mouths (being
Carly's husband I did know what getting deep throated felt like and Cheryl
was as good at it as Carly). They traded back and forth like that a couple
of times then they both attacked my cock, licking it up and down the shaft,
popping the head into their mouths. If their mouths or tongues happened to
meet they would linger and enjoy that sensation. I was pumping out a
profusion of pre-cum and it would make strings between their lips and
tongues. Then they both got on one side of my cock and ran their lips up
and down the shaft. I got very hard and was about to come so they both got
in front of my cock. Carly played with my balls, Cheryl stroked my shaft,
and they took turns sucking on t! ! he head. Finally I came with
The women had cum dripping off their faces and Cheryl had some in her
blonde hair. Then they kissed and exchanged semen with their spit. Then
they licked the cum off each other's faces and ended gently kissing each
other. When they stood up we all hugged.
Even though there was another bedroom in the suite, we all ended up in
the king sized bed in the master bedroom. I slept nude between the naked
women, curled up against Carly, with Cheryl leaning up against me. It's
good to be the billionaire.
Continued in Part III of C&C.
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