Sex

We started out a bunch of

people who worked in the

same

office. We nodded at each

other, chatted idly over coffee

about last night's TV movie, the weather, and did anyone

really think that blonde in

accounting was a former porno

star? (She wasn't, but hot

damn, she could have been. I'd

have popped for a copy of the flick in a heartbeat.) We

sent each other funny

birthday cards signed by

everybody,

forgave each other for dumb

drunken jokes at the annual Christmas party. Then the

bastards up above started

downsizing the company, and

used an ax to do it. We

seemed

to morph into a band of guerrilla fighters, a tightly knit

group willing to go down

together, fighting to the death

with honor rather than let

"The Man" rape our tiny

nation. (Uh...we started drinking a little

too much, too.) There were six of us. There

used to be eight, but one got

a pink slip one day, went into

shock, and ended up back

working for his father in some

shit small town. Another was sexually harassed by her

boss, and got a lawyer and a

better job rapidly. So the six

of us clung together

waiting for the ax to fall, and

making a lot of noise about what we'd do if it did.

Curl up and die was the

general consensus. I think it was Twig who got

the idea for renting the beach

house. She's got maybe 50

more IQ points than she has

pounds on her skinny little

body. She's into alternative everything, vegetarianism, and

is really very stable for a

flake. She thought we should

all take a vacation and "find

our centers." My name is Jack,

and the last time I felt like my life had a center was

when my dad and I built

racecars in the garage.

Adulthood sucks. Carney was

getting over a bad relationship.

Nick was getting over a cracked rib he got when he

suggested Carney's asshole

boyfriend take a hike WITHOUT

her stereo. "Little Stacy,"

never just "Stacy," was a tiny,

fragile looking woman who never said much, but once

kicked the living shit out of a

drunk in a bar once that

touched Twig's breast and

scared

her. Still waters run dangerous. Cleve was our "token

everything" as he put it. Son

of a Jewish mother, a black

and Hispanic father, and gay.

(We all spend December at

his parents' house. Hanukkah, Christmas, Kwanza. Wow. The

food....) We honestly didn't plan on

having anything happen on the

beach. (We keep saying that to

ourselves, and wondering if

we sounded convincing.) We

spent the day drinking sangria and talking, and when it was

night, we all went down to

the beach to...look at the

waves and stars, I guess. We

spread out a bunch of

blankets into one big soft spot, sat

down and were quiet for a

while. Somebody had some

music.

And "Little Stacy" stood up and

took off all of her clothes. We stared at her in collective

silence for a few minutes

as she swayed to the music,

eyes closed, hands gliding

over her body. "Uh," Nick said,

then looked down at the bulge in his shorts. "Uh," I

repeated. I also looked down

at my own bulge. Cleve looked

into Nick's lap, then into

mine, then into his own.

"Contagious," he said mildly. So was the urge to be naked.

Twig and Carney went to their

feet tossing clothes off, and

soon were naked and dancing.

Nick stood up painfully, and

began to take off his clothes. Cleve and I looked at

each other, shrugged...and

stripped. All six of us were

naked, moving to the music

and openly ogling each other.

I don't think even then we had any other intentions than

blatant exhibitionism. That

situation lasted for...oh,

I 'd say maybe another two

minutes. Then "Little Stacy"

went to her little knees and put her little mouth around

the end of Nick's big cock and

sucked lustily. Nick stared

down in disbelief, then turned

around and stared at his

ass...and Cleve's tongue, which was penetrating it. He

looked at me. I opened my

mouth to say something, but I

never got the chance. I went

over backwards suddenly.

Carney and Twig lowered me to the blanket gently, then

mounted me. Carney ground

her tight snatch down on my

hardon, and Twig lowered her

hot, wet cunt to my mouth. I

forgot about Nick for a while as I sucked and fucked

hungry pussy. Carney and Twig leaned

forward over me and sucked

each

other's tongues. I couldn't see,

but I knew, and it turned

me on more than anything in my life. I was being ridden by

two ladies who were also hot

for each other. I had to

tighten my ass and make fists

to keep from shooting Carney

full of cum too soon. Twig's clit was so big and hard it

was like sucking a tiny cock.

She poured her juices into

my mouth when she started to

cum. I sucked her as hard as

I could, and she howled and thrashed on my face, rubbing

her creamy cunt all over me.

She finally fell over

sideways, and Carney leaped

forward to lick my mouth and

face, making small delighted noises. I wrapped an arm

around her waist, and lurched

up and over, putting her on

her back. I held her wrists

down and gave her one

extended, solid fuck. She wrapped her legs around me

and

humped up to meet me like

some kind of wild animal. She

shoved her hips up hard and

went rigid suddenly, her mouth open in a silent howl, her eyes

nearly rolling back in her

head. Her cunt clamped down

on my cock like a vise as she

came. I went nuts, fucking her

with savagely hard strokes until lights went off behind my

eyes. It felt like my

balls had imploded and all my

internal organs shot out my

cock. It was the most intense

orgasm I'd ever had, and for a few seconds I thought I was

going to black out. I heard

the roar of the ocean from

outside and inside my

head...and a while later I was

on my back staring up at the stars. I looked left and

saw Twig and Carney holding

each other and kissing gently. I

looked right and my eyes

got big. Nick and Little Stacy were

doing a fast and furious 69.

She was taking his cock deep

in her throat, and he had his

face buried in her pussy. It

took me a second to realize that Cleve was fucking the hell

out of Nick's ass as he

knelt behind them. Wow, I

thought. I had the perfect

angle

to see. Cleve had a long, thick cock and huge balls. He

was pulling it all the way out

to its swollen head before

slamming it home again. Nick

raised his head and licked

Little Stacy's cum from his lips. "Always wondered how a

cock up the ass felt," he said.

"Cleve was nice enough to

help me find out." I nodded

thoughtfully. "Cleve's always

been nice about things like that," I said. Cleve managed

to grin, then got lost again in

the sensations of

deflowering Nick's ass. The small and delicate Stacy

came like a dozen sailors on

shore leave. She slid Nick's cock

out of her mouth, turned

her head and let loose a string

of rather colorful obscenities. "Mother-fuckin' son-

of-a-BITCH" she

screamed. "Do me, do me, do

me Suck my snatch" Nice

was so stunned he shot his

wad all over her face. Some buried part of his brain

realized he was spurting cum

over

that pretty little face, and he

soared up to an intensity

that nearly shattered him. Cleve felt that huge cum

through Nick's ass and came

himself. He slammed his cock

home, and held it, pumping out

about a quart of cum, it

seemed, a lot of which overflowed onto Stacy's face.

Both

men just went over sideways

and laid still. Carney and

Twig leaped as one to lick

Stacy's face clean of all that cum. I raised my head a little

to watch. Damn, I loved to

see women doing women. "You do?" Twig said with a

wicked grin. I blinked. "Did I

say that out loud?" She

grinned and nodded, then went

mouth first into Stacy's

quivering cunt. Carney went mouth

first into Twig's hot snatch,

then Stacy completed the

triangle by gobbling hungrily at

Carney. Cleve managed to

get to his feet on the third try, scooped up a bottle of

wine and admired the sucking

triangle of ladies. "And me

without a camera," he said. He

dropped down next to me,

took a long swallow from the bottle and passed it to me. I

also took a long drink, then

gestured at the ladies with

the bottle. "Does that turn

you on?" I asked, genuinely

curious. Cleve smiled. "I appreciate the beauty of it.

And

watching genuine, wanton lust

is arousing. It doesn't

effect me the way it does you.

I've never had sex with a woman." Three diabolical female

faces suddenly snapped

towards Cleve. Oh, shit, I

thought and rolled out of the

way just in time. The ladies just TOOK him.

Carney and Stacy put their

mouths on his cock and began

to lick, suck and nibble him

together. I got a brief look at

the wide-eyed open-mouthed expression on his face before

Twig lowered her cunt to his

mouth. Cleve's tongue slid out

for a tentative lick, then

another...then another. Then it

was Twig's turn to be wide- eyed and open-mouthed as

Cleve sucked the hell out of

the

first clit ever to be in his

mouth. She grunted, and

ground her snatch down on his mouth, riding his face hard.

He slide a hand up her leg, got

his index finger all

slippery with her juice...and

penetrated her asshole as he

sucked her. The combination of a finger-fucked asshole and

a sucked clit took Twig to

places undiscovered. She either

had multiple orgasms, or a cum

that should have been in a

book of records somewhere. It just kept on...cumming.

Carney and Stacy decided to

do it all to Cleve as he

sucked Twig to the edge of

insanity. Sucking, fucking,

eating his ass, licking his balls, everything over and

over, by one of them, then

both of them, then the other.

Carney was riding his cock,

grinding her cunt down hard

when he finally let go and pumped cum. She came with

him,

her movements making the

most incredible squishing sound

as he unloaded another quart

of his jism. They made a pile of semi-conscious humans after

that, and I swear at least

two of them were snoring. Nick managed to crawl over

next to me and make

whimpering

noises that I took to mean

"wine...now...please." I held

the bottle to his mouth and he sucked. My engorged cock

twitched as I watched his

mouth work on the bottle. He

licked his lips, smiled, then

looked at my cock. "Hey," he

said. "Want an amateur blowjob?" I should have just

said a

simple "yes," because I never

got the longer response out.

His mouth came down on my

cock, and it was incredible. I pulled at his hips until he

mounted my face and fed me

his

cock. 69...with another guy. Oh.

My. Goodness. I sucked

him like crazy, getting more and more out-of-control with

the wicked pleasure I felt. His

mouth and hands worked my

cock and balls, I did the same

to him...and we came

together, driving our cockheads deep into each

other and

shooting cum. We swallowed. We

passed out.