Nikki

I got a strange phone call the other day. I was just
getting in from work and was unlocking my front door, when
I noticed my phone was ringing. I rushed inside and picked up
the receiver. By the time I answered, my answering machine had
kicked in.

"Hang on a second", I said, as I reached over and pressed
stop on the recorder.

"Okay, Hello?" I said.

There was this really seductive female voice on the other
end.

"Hi...is this Sean?"

"Uh...yeah...who is this?" I asked.

"This is Nikki...and I want you inside of me".

Was this a prank or for real? I didn't know what to say so
I asked, "Do I know you?"

"In a way... you fantasize about me alot", said the
mysterious voice.

I knew then there was something definitely wrong. The last
female I'd fantasized about was back in 7th grade...and I know
this couldn't have been her because she was killed in a car wreck
the night we graduated.

"Well what do you want from me?" I asked.

"I want your cum. I want you to do bad things to me".

I was worried now. I was getting a semi hardon from
listening to her talk dirty...and I didn't know why.

I began to scan my brain of who it might be. The only
females I associate with are the bitches at work and most of them
are old dried up bitches that have probably never had sex. Plus
the voice on the phone sounded young.

"Well, tell me about yourself". I said, hoping to get some
kind of idea of who it was.

"I'm 28, blonde hair, blue eyes, great body, and a tight
wet cunt that needs your attention.

"Well can I call you back? I just got in from work and I've
got a million things to do".

"Ummmm, I'd better call YOU back".

"I don't know when I'll be available. Let me call you". I
said, taking a chance on getting her number so I could look it up
in the directory we use at work for finding bad check writers.

"Okay", said the voice as she gave me her number.

I jotted it down and sat it by the phone.

"You promise to call me tonight?" said the voice.

"Yeah, I promise".

"Goodbye handsome".

"Bye Bye". I said, hanging up the receiver.

This was too weird. Why would some erotic sounding female
be calling me? Was it someone I went to high school with? I just
couldn't imagine.

Around 8:30, I snatched up the piece of paper with her
number and walked out to my car heading back to work. When I
arrived, I walked into the office and began thumbing through the
directory. It lists numbers by their prefix and I was searching
for the last four digits. I finally found it and looked out
beside it for the name. It read, "JONES".

"Shit!", I thought... the only Jones I know was my roommate,
Drake. Who the hell was this chick that had called me?

I closed the book and drove back home. Once I was back
inside my apartment, I immediately looked through Drake's address
book for any number that resembled the one I'd jotted down. I
turned to the J's and, "BINGO". There it was. I had no idea who
it was. I wrote the name down above the number on my piece of
paper and waited for Drake to get home.

Around 11pm, Drake walked in the door. I about broke my
neck trying to get to him.

"Do you know a Laura Jones?" I asked trying to sound calm.

"My sister, why?"

"No reason. I just didn't know you had a sister".

"Did she call or something?"

"No", I quickly thought, "I was looking for Dan's number in
your address book and found hers. And I didn't know who she was.
I thought you were going straight on me".

"Fuck, no!!", Drake said, hanging his keys up on the nail
next to the door.

"What did you need Dan's number for?" Drake questioned.

Ooops!, I thought, get out of this one, Sean. I quickly thought and
said, "I needed to know if he could get us some dope and was going
to call him."

"Did you get some?" Drake said in anticipation.

"No, I called but no one was home", I lied.

"Hell, he's probably doin' time now anyway".

"Probably". I answered as I took a deep breath and let out a
sigh of relief.

"I'm goin' back to my room to use the phone. I'll let you
know when I'm off". I said.

"Okay". Drake said.

I went back to my room and locked the door. I sat down on
my bed and nervously dialed the phone.

After several rings, someone picked up.

"Hello?" said the woman's silent voice.

"Nikki? This is Sean. What's up?"

"Nothin'... but I wish you were... and were here".

I smiled, knowing who she was. "You still want me inside
you?"

"Yeah?".

"Did Drake put you up to this?" I asked, rather bluntly.
There was a long pause then she said, "No... Drake who?"
I was having a good time with this and said, "Your brother".

There was an even longer pause before she said, "I don't
have a brother".

"Well according to the Directory, your number is the exact
same number as Drake Jones' sister and he's my roommate". I
said, listening to the phone go silent with the muffled sounds of
a hand covering the mouthpiece. There was talking in the
background and I heard what sounded to be a male voice.

After several minutes of me saying, "hello?", while the
persons on the other end conversed, the female voice came back
and began to talk normal.

"Hi Sean, this is Laura...Drake's sister".

"I know", I said confidently.

"Listen, you cannot tell Drake I called. I need to talk to
you and was wondering if you could talk right now cause Drake
should be getting home any minute now".

"Yeah, Drake's already here and he knows I'm on the
phone...so it's cool".

"Does he know you're talking to me?" asked Laura.

"No".

"Ahhhhmm, I really don't know where to start. I....we... I
have something to ask you... and I don't know how", Laura
stuttered.

"Well just ask me", I said.

"Okay... now this is going to be right to the point....".
Laura said.

"Go for it", I replied.

"I'm dating this guy, right. And we've been dating for
three years. And lately we've been talking about our
fantasies... and.... and...".

I interrupted, "AND????"

"And... one of my fantasies is to watch my boyfriend have
sex with another guy. And it just so happens that one of HIS
fantasies is to have sex with another guy".

"And you want me to be 'the other guy'." I said, sounding
condescending.

"Well, yeah".

"Why me?" I asked.

"Because I've seen a picture of you and I think you could do
a good job on him".

"Well how old is he and what does he look like?", I asked.

"He's my age...I'm really 21. And he has black hair, brown
eyes and a pretty nice sized dick".

"How big?" I asked, trying not to sound like it mattered but
was curious.

"I don't know... probably 9 or 10 inches".

I almost choked at the thought of something that big but
then realized she was probably lying.

"Hmmm, does Drake know about this?"

"Yeah, kind of... he's the one that suggested you. I knew
it had to be someone that was gay and since Drake isn't gay and
he said you were, I felt like you'd be willing to do it. Plus he
said you were always horny".

"I didn't know whether to agree or get pissed off at Drake".

"So he's outing me to his family?"

"No, he just said you like to fuck guys all the time".

"I don't know... I don't even know y'all".

"Well can we meet? Maybe you can come over for dinner and
meet us. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to but
at least come meet us so we can talk about it".

I sat in a daze trying to decide what this would be like.
I was getting a hardon just thinking about it.

"When?"

"How bout tomorrow night?", she said.

"What time?", I asked.

"Six thirty?" she answered.

"How bout seven?" I replied.

"Okay. That sounds great. There'll be plenty of beer and
alcohol if you need it". Laura said.

"I'll need it. This is too weird", I said.

"Yeah, I know. But we would really appreciate it.

She gave me directions to her apartment and told me to call
if I got lost.

"Well I'll see you tomorrow night around seven". I said.

"Okay. Thank you very very much".

"Bye"

"Bye"

We hung up the phone and I sat there awhile trying to think
of a way to keep it from Drake. I didn't want to go into the
other room and go off on him about outting me to his sister. I
felt like it was better that I stay in my room and chill. I kept
thinking about what she had said, "since Drake isn't gay and he
said you were". It wasn't a good time to go into the other room.

The next day at work flew by. I was unbelievably busy and
luckily, didn't have much time to think about it. Around 5:30, I
went home. I took a shower and got dressed in a pair of jeans and
a polo. I had thirty minutes to kill and became nervous as hell.
What if this was a setup? What in the hell was I doing?

Around 10 til 7, I left. I had a fairly good idea where she
lived but finding the actual apartment number was going to be a
task.

I drove to her apartment complex and found hers with no
problem. I took a deep breath and got out of my car. My heart
was skipping beats as I made my way to her door. I walked up and
made sure it WAS 37C. I knocked and I soon heard her unlocking
the deadbolt and chain. The door opened and I was greeted by a
girl that was definitely Drake's sister. She had the same
features, only smoother... and a body of death (for a fish).

"Hi, I'm Sean". I said, trying to flash MY SMILE at her.

She grinned from ear to ear and said, "Come on in. Want a
beer?"

I walked in and asked, "You got something stronger?"

"Tequila chasers with beer?"

It sounded like what I needed. "Sure".

I followed her to the kitchen while she poured several shot
glasses of Tequila. She went to the refrigerator and pulled out
a long neck bottle of Miller lite. She popped the top and handed
it to me along with the shot of Tequila. I turned the shot glass
up and chugged half the beer down. I thought of the consequences
of drinking on an empty stomach but needed something to calm my
nerves.

Before I knew it, I was buzzin' big time. I'd had five
shots of Tequila and four beers. Even my speech was slurring as
I sat on a barstool next to the kitchen. We talked mainly about
Drake and her boyfriend.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"He's taking a shower. He'll be out any minute now".

About that time, something caught my eye. It was him. He
was about 6 feet 5 inches tall. Probably weighed 170 and was
very lean and muscular. My jaw almost hit the floor. I was now
100% interested. The only thing I could think of was what
everybody says about tall people and their dick sizes. His hair
was jet black and straight. He had dark brown eyes and was
beautiful.

"Hi, I'mmm Sean". I slurred.

"Sean? I'm Brad... good to finally meet you".

"Good to meet you too", I said as we shook hands.

Dinner went smoothly. It was good to have something to
absorb the alcohol. I was totally wasted by the time we ate.

Afterwards, we sat around listening to music and talked.

"So... what brings me here?" I asked, trying to get things
going.

Laura spoke first... explaining that several months ago they
were talking about certain fantasies they had. And, to make a
long story short, he told her he'd like to have sex with another
guy while she watched. She said it hit her like a ton of bricks
when he told her that since her main fantasy was to watch him
have sex with another guy. She'd already told him one fantasy of
her's and wasn't going to mention this fantasy since she thought
he'd think she was crazy.

After he told her his fantasy, Brad said she screamed and
jumped up on his lap to hug him. "That's when she told me she
wanted to see me have sex with another guy".

Laura interrupted, saying they began trying to think of guys
they could do it with. They knew about me through Drake and had
even asked Drake if I'd do it. Drake told them I probably would.
This was about the time Drake and I had moved in together. Laura
said it took her a long time to get up the courage to call me and
wasn't expecting me to do it.

We talked about other things like work, family, music,
drugs, and lastly sex. They told me some things they'd done and
seemed to be very kinky. In fact, to be two years older than me,
they were two twisted sex-crazed individuals...and I thought I
was bad. They talked about bondage, dominance, and shit like
that... something that never had appealed to me was suddenly
interesting me more than I wanted to admit. I gave them a brief
synopsis of my sex life and downplayed it a bit. I refrained
from telling them about my interest in younger guys but did tell
them some stories about High School.

I guess it was about 10:30, when I realized I was drunk out
of my skull. I knew I had to go to work in the morning but was
getting really excited by the long distant stares Brad was giving
me from across the room. He was watching Laura and as soon as
she'd turn her head or leave the room, he would stare and smile.
His pearly white teeth were perfect and at one point noticed his
huge bulge in his pants. I think he knew I was looking because
when he came back into the room from the bathroom, he'd obviously
repositioned his dick to where I could see it darting up towards
the pocket of his jeans.

I got up and staggered to the bathroom and took a piss.
While I was finishing up, I heard whispering in the living room.
When I walked out of the bathroom, the lights had been turned
down and I was having trouble seeing. The only light on was the
kitchen light and it wasn't even visible from the living room. I
could barely make out their faces as they sat on one end of the
sofa kissing.

I walked back into the room and sat down on the love seat
next to where they were sitting. I was unbelievably calm and was
enjoying seeing them kiss. As my eyes focused on the two of
them, I could see their tongues darting in and out of each
other's mouth. They really started going at it when they realized I
was watching.

I was a little worried that my dick was still soft as cotton
at this point. What if I couldn't get it up? What had the
Tequila done to me?

I watched closely as their hands explored every inch of each
other. I felt a surge in my dick when I watched Laura unzip
Brad's pants. It was about to be unveiled and I was going to be
close enough to get a good view. From where I was sitting, they
were on the opposite end of the couch.

I noticed the bright white material of Brad's underwear and
knew his meat was soon to be released. While they frenched, I
could see Brad opening his eyes and looking over at me. I didn't
know if I should get up and move next to them or let them make
the first move so I stayed put and enjoyed the show.

Laura's panties were coming off and Brad's jeans were down
around his knees. I could feel my heart beating and my breaths
were getting shorter and shorter. All of a sudden their bodies
moved and fell horizontally down on the sofa. Their heads were
about two feet from me now. They frenched for several minutes
more before I saw Brad's hand easing over the arm rests of the
sofa and love seat. He stretched even further and soon was
blindly feeling for my crotch. I moved to where he could find it
and he started massaging my hard-on. It felt strange having a
"straight" guy manhandle my rod but I was on the verge of
whipping it out and letting him do whatever he wanted.

Then it happened. Laura pulled the wasteband of Brad's
underwear down and was slowly beating him off. "HOLY FUCK!!!", I
thought as I saw the sillouette of his GIGANTIC pole swaying in
the kitchen glare. Ten inches my ass...more like twelve...of
course, dimly lit rooms can be deceiving. I was ready once and
for all and started rubbing my hand up and down Brad's groping
arm. He reached up and began pulling my shirt out of my jeans,
sliding his warm hands up my stomach to find my nipples. Brad
knew just what to do. He squeezed my tits for several minutes
then quickly moved his hands down to unzip my jeans. His hand
was frantically roaming the inside of my jeans searching to find
the elastic band of my briefs. The second his strong warm hands
found my bare pole, I leaned over towards his face. He pulled
away from Laura and rose up to kiss me. His tongue immediately
piercing it's way between my lips. Not only did Brad have a long
dick but he had a tongue to match. I closed my eyes and was deep
throat kissing Brad, while running my hands over his face. This
went on for a while before I realized Laura was not lying next to
Brad any longer. Without parting our lips, I moved off the sofa
and crawled over next to Brad. He was still lying on his back on
the sofa with half of his dick sticking out the top of his
jockeys.

My hands roamed underneath his shirt and was pleasantly
surprised to find no hair. Only ripples among ripples of tight
bare skin. There was a small tuft of hair down around his belly
button but that was expected. I was now going strictly on touch
since I still had my eyes closed and Brad's tongue half way down
my throat. His left hand was strategically trying to push my
jeans down with no luck. Unfortunately, I'd worn a pair of my
tightest jeans I had and they were'nt budging. After struggling
for several minutes, I felt them magically slide down towards the
floor. Laura had walked back into the picture and pushed them
down.

So now I was kneeling down next to the sofa kissing Brad.
My jeans were around my knees and I was still in my underwear.
Brad's left hand was reaching up over his body and stroking my
dick inside my underwear. I was still feeling every square inch
of his strong torsoe when he let go of my dick long enough to
grab my hand and put it on his rock hard shaft. My hand felt
like it had shrunk. His meat was inhumanly large. With my fist
buried around the base of his shaft there was at least five
inches still exposed. I wanted so bad to lean down and suck him
off but his tongue was too powerfull. He was tasting every
square inch of my mouth and I was trying to do the same to him.

Brad stopped kissing me and moved up to tongue my ear. In
between tongue lashings, he whispered to me and told me to take
off my clothes. I stood up and began lowering my jeans down to
my feet and on to the floor while pulling my shirt off over my
head. I was now standing in front of him in my underwear and he
was reaching up to pull them down. Now I was completely naked.
While I was getting undressed Brad was doing the same. He was
stretched out totally nude and I could finally see his dick in
proportion to his body. He was a freak of nature. I smiled down
at his massive root then quickly felt myself being pulled down
onto him. Brad and I engaged in a 69 and I began something that
was a little harder than driving a Buick into my mouth. I
secretly measured Brad's dick by putting my hands around it like
I was choking up on a baseball bat. The head was freely sticking
out with a little bit of his shaft still exposed. I removed the
hand that was closest to his head and took what I could into my
mouth. He had the best tasting dick I'd ever had. It was sweaty
and smelled kind of musky... like what a man should taste like.
I dove deeper until I almost choked.

I concentrated on licking since there was no way I could've
deep throated him at this time. I licked the shaft from the base
to the end and sucked on the head. I slid my tongue down to his
balls and sucked one of his golf ball sized nuts into my mouth.
Brad moaned and rocked his hips causing his meat to slide up and
down my cheek. I moved my head to the other side of his dick and
continued licking the left side of his pole. When I did this, I
noticed Laura sitting in the recliner with her hand up her skirt.
I closed my eyes to keep from losing my erection and turned my
attention back to Brad's muscle. The more I licked...the hornier
I got. I was determined to deep throat him but was going to wait
awhile. Brad sat up and watched closer as I licked the base of
his shaft. He grabbed the hair on the back of my head and began
pushing and pulling it up and down the shaft of his dick.

Brad leaned down further and whispered in my ear, "I want
you to suck me off". I whispered back, "Okay", as his hand
pulled me up and parked my head at the tip of his cock. Before I
could open my mouth, he was pressing his rod down my throat. I
took about three fourths of it before it caused me to gag. I
rose up and told him to take it slow. He let go of my head and
laid back on the arm rest. I engulfed his pole down to where I'd
been before and slowly inched my way down, relaxing my throat
muscles in the process. I heard Brad moan as I felt the head of
his dick pass my tonsils and I wasn't stopping until his bush
tickled my nose. I was closing my throat muscles tightly around
his shaft and I could tell he was enjoying it from the moans of
ecstacy coming out of his chest. As the curly hairs of his
crotch made contact with my lips and chin, he flexed his dick and
I could feel it swell inside my throat. I pulled off of him and
caught my breath. I was severely horny now and wanted him to
fuck my throat while I hung my head off the sofa. I cleared my
throat and said, "I want you to fuck me down my throat".

"How?", Brad said.

"I'll need to lay on my back and hang my head off the side
so my throat will open up". I said.

Brad got up and I replaced him on the sofa. This was not
going to work. The only way I could do this was if my body was
lying in a completely straight line to my head. We tried anyway
but had no luck.

Brad suggested we go into the bedroom and Laura interrupted.

"Can't we do it on the floor?"

I spoke up and said, "Yeah, that would probably be better".

I grabbed two pillows off the sofa and placed them on the
floor. I strategically laid down with my back on top of the
pillows and tilted my head back in the ready position. I could
see Brad kneeling above my head and stroking his tool. He was
about to murder my throat and at this point, I could care less.

Laura sat back down in the recliner and proceeded to
masturbate (something I couldn't watch) as Brad rammed his
oversized meat into my chest. Luckily, he took it slow at first
then eventually picked up speed. He fucked the back of my throat
for the first thirty to forty jabs then began taking longer and
longer stabs, finally slamming his pubic bush into my face. He
was groaning and every once in awhile would let out a high
pitched scream. I was jacking off at warp speed trying to get
oxygen with every back thrust of his dick. His body was now in a
rigid position and his dick was going straight down my esophagus.
I knew if he was to blow his load, I was probably going to drown
from his cum in my lungs.

After several hundred thrusts, Brad got on his hands and
knees and sucked my dick for the very first time. With the first
stab into his mouth, I thought I was going to pop. I was raising
my hips off the floor and meeting his mouth. Brad was good.
Real good for a "straight guy". I proceeded to fuck upwards
towards his mouth as he sporadically crammed his huge dick down
my throat. We had a good rhythm going and were both close to
slingin' a nut when Brad fell down on his side... then on his
back. We continued our 69 suck session for a while before Brad
pulled off my dick and said, "I want you to fuck me. Is that
alright with you babe?", looking at Laura. Laura was more than
happy to speak up.

"Yeah, I told you that was what I wanted to see". Laura
said, sliding her skirt down to the floor.

Brad raised his hips off the floor and grabbed one of the
pillows to place it under his ass. "Are you wet honey?" Brad
called out to Laura.

"You know I am". Laura said.

"Can we use you for lubrication?" Brad asked.

"Yeah, how?" Laura asked.

Brad looked up at me and asked, "Can you fuck her for awhile
until your dick is covered with her juice? Then you can fuck
me".

I didn't know what to say. It had been years since I'd done
this type thing and I didn't know if I would lose my erection or
vomit all over her. So I said, "Yeah, I can try".

Laura got up and walked over beside us and laid down. I was
still beating off to make sure I wouldn't lose my hard-on. Laura
bent her knees up and pulled her pussy lips apart. I knelt down
between her legs and guided my poor dick down towards her hole.
As it turned out, seeing another guy fuck Laura was something
Brad had fantasized about.

I leaned over Laura's limp body as she guided my dick into
her wet hole. I closed my eyes tightly as the head of my dick
made it's way into her guts. The minute I was all the way in,
she reached up and grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. My
dick slid easily inside her gaping hole as the entire length of
my prick invaded her innards.

"Fuck me. Fuck me harder...harder...harder!!!" Laura
screamed.

I did the best I could considering the situation. I plowed
her as long as I could without blowing my stash. Even though she
was a fish, it still felt great. I quickly pulled out and could
feel the cool air mixing with the coat of secretions covering my
pole. I quickly turned and faced Brad. He was beating off and
had his ass up in the air above the pillow. I rocked back and
forth until I was at his asshole. I stuck the slippery tip of my
dick at the opening. I poked his puckered muscle and attempted
to enter his ass. No luck. He told me to take it slow and I
did. The head of my dick slipped inside him and waited for the
rest of my shaft to follow. Brad rested with the head of my dick
in him then said, "Okay, slowly". I inched in as slow as I could
and soon I was half way. "You alright?" I asked. "Yeah, go in
some more", Brad said during pants. Soon I was in and had begun
fucking him. I picked up speed and leaned over to kiss him. Our
tongues were back to there dancing as my dick slipped in and out
of his hot hole.

I then realised that Laura was squatting over his head above
out darting tongues. I rose up and began plowing Brad's bowels
as she lowered her coot onto his mouth. She was rocking back and
forth while staring at my body slamming her boyfriend's virgin
ass.

"Fuck him Sean!!! Let me see your little ass work him
over!!!" Laura screamed, as she mushed her crotch over his lips.

"It's starting to hurt", Brad said, "Fuck her some more".

I lifted my dick out of Brad's tight ass and waited for
Laura to lay back and take me inside her. As soon as I felt like
my dick was coated well enough, I pulled out and re entered
Brad's hole. It was much better.

Laura moved back to his face and I fucked him for a long
time until I felt myself about to come.

"I'm about to cum!!!" I announced.

"No, cum on your stomach....we want to watch", Laura said.

I pulled out and fell down on my back with my hand tightly
around my shaft. I picked up speed when I noticed both of their
heads above my rod. Were they going to eat it? What was going
to happen?

I finally reached the edge and exploded an entire two days
worth of cum on my stomach and chest. Within seconds, Brad and
Laura were slurping up every drop of cum that I'd dispensed on my
belly. All I could think of was, "Great, no clean up for me".

I was soon clean as I realized Brad was fucking Laura on
their side. She was groaning as she sucked the rest of my load
out of the canal of my shaft. She could suck dick pretty good.
I was even getting another hard-on from her lips working their
magic over my once limp dick. I rose up to watch Brad plunge his
hard dick into her wet pussy. I noticed there was no more cum to
suck up for her so I moved down and got a closer look at his dick
plowing her pussy. I'd never seen anything like this up close
and in person so I thought I'd take the opportunity.

Brad was showing off and was really giving it to her. Laura
was pinching her clit as he dove in and out of her. She was
screaming with a powerful orgasm. It was over. Brad pulled out
and began jacking off. I was jacking off again and wanting
Brad's dick in my mouth...pussy juice and all. I sucked him off
while leaning up on one elbow and worked my dick with the other.

Brad was very close to cumming and so was I. I pulled my
mouth off long enough for him to jack himself off and we both
came at the same time. His jiz flew everywhere... as did mine.

I sucked the tip of his dick as my orgasm subsided, tasting
the last few drops of his seed and the remnants of Laura's pussy
juice. We were all exhausted and very satisfied. I got dressed
after talking about doing it again and left.

I got home and Drake began asking a thousand questions. I
ignored him after appearing pissed and went to bed. I jacked off
again thinking about Brad. All I could think about was how much
Brad seemed to enjoy tonight's adventure...and how much I did
too.
Planning on more of the same..