Message-ID: <26283asstr$968728215@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: "Fred Rock" <rockjack00.spamenot@.hotmail.com> Reply-to: rockjack00.spammenot@hotmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <B7Ru5.76435$g53.1327873@news5.giganews.com> NNTP-Posting-Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2000 14:17:53 CDT X-Abuse-Info: Please be sure to forward a copy of ALL headers X-Abuse-Info: Otherwise we will be unable to process your complaint properly Subject: {ASSM} C and C (slut wife FF, FF/M, voy) Part II of III: C and C and Me Date: Mon, 11 Sep 2000 23:10:15 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2000/26283> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin 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. ------- ASSM Moderation System Notice-------- This post has been reformatted by the ASSM Moderation Team due to inadequate formatting. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+