THE OFFICE SURPRISE

I had been working hard at this project - too
hard, in fact - and it kept me in the office till
almost midnight, every night, for a week. Now it
was Friday evening and I knew that the contract
had to be on the client's desk by 11 a.m. Monday
morning. I sure as hell wasn't going to kill a
whole weekend on this stupid contract.

Diane had called me at 6:00 p.m. and I had told
her that I was going to finish up around 8:00,
give Elona, my secretary, the final touch-ups, she
was going to take it to the FedEx drop at the
airport which closes at 8:30, and I'd be home from
my one hour commute by 9:00 to go to sleep. I can
still do late nights, but not that many in a row,
and although Diane and I hadn't made love in over
a week now, it was just going to have to wait
until I was good and rested. No use starting to
make love and falling asleep after the first hour
or two.

Yeah, I said hour or two. Get jealous. It's not
like I'm a stud or anything. I'm 44 years old, and
balding and what's left is starting to turn gray.
The body is beginning to show it's mileage. Heck,
it doesn't just happen to the women, it happens to
men, too. Sure, there's something missing from my
fast ball, and the curve doesn't break the way it
used to. But in sex..... well, that's a whole
different story.

I was always good for a half-hour to forty-five
minutes. Hell, at that pace I was already five
times longer at it than 90% of all guys according
to the sex experts (better referred to today as
"sexperts,"... you know, condensing words). But
then I met Diane.

Oh, my God, Diane! When I met her a year ago, I
said to myself, "Wow! There's one good looking,
sexy babe I am never going to see naked in my
bed." I should have said, "There's another
babe..." because back then I hadn't seen too many
women naked in my bed in a long while...not since
my wife left me for her "personal trainer" five
years earlier! I was paying for that personal
trainer for Julie - the bitch - on the premise
that he was some body building freak and
therefore, I assumed, gay!

Boy, was I wrong! And the personal training he was
giving her was way TOO personal. And I WAS PAYING
FOR IT! WHAT A SHMUCK I AM! Anyway, she left me,
and all I could say is good riddance! She was
milking me, sucking me dry - of money, only! - and
I'm paying for her lifestyle now but at least I
don't find her pouting face in my face when I get
home every day, and I don't find big surprises on
the credit card statement each month! So I say
again, "Good luck and good riddance!"


Anyway, I was talking to Diane at this office
party and I find out she came along with this
secretary, Elona, who worked on the ninth floor
then, and who is quite a looker herself. Now I
figure, lesbian alarm! Because I can't figure out
how too beautiful women like they are, are
dateless on a Friday night unless they are each
other's significant other. But after talking to
Diane I realized that I was wrong. She was not a
lesbian at all, just a sweet and normal young
woman, and straight as an arrow.





















Well, one thing led to another, and the next thing
I know, two weeks later I'm dating her! Three
weeks after that, we made love for the first time.
Wow! She was - and is - great! She's insatiable in
the sack. She can cum countless times in one
evening without ever getting tired. But the
amazing thing is, she keeps me aroused and
interested for hours at a time. Our record is four
hours. FOUR HOURS of non-stop love making! Hell, I
couldn't do two hours when I was in my 20's with
Julie - the bitch! - and then I loved her!
Sometimes I can go up to two hours - and even cum!
- without losing my hard-on! (Most of the time, I
need 20 to 30 minutes to recharge.) Anyway, my sex
life is really great now...and Diane and I are
really in love (it's not just the sex) and are
living together at my place and she doesn't work
much anymore, except when she gets bored and then
it's per diem.

We usually make love about four or five times a
week (we've got to sleep sometime) but this week
it's been impossible because of the damn contract.
I know she's frustrated, but she's very
understanding. I was a little surprised, though,
that I didn't hear more disappointment in her
voice when I told her I'd be home around 9:00 and
head straight for bed.

About six months after Diane moved in with me, my
secretary quit and went to another firm. I
desperately needed someone good but was put into a
dilemma when Elona applied for the transfer and
promotion. I knew that she and Diane had been best
friends and roommates - and confidantes for each
other. Even before this opening I had asked Diane
to keep our personal lives out of the conversation
with Elona because I'd feel awkward - especially
if she knew about our sex life. Diane assured me
she'd deal with it only in the broadest terms,
like telling her it was "Great!" if asked about
it. I told her that that compromise was acceptable
to me.

But now with Elona asking to work for me... I
really wasn't sure. In separate conversations
Diane and Elona convinced me that it would work
out, and so I hired her. We maintained a very
professional relationship, despite the fact that
Elona had the most incredible body I had ever
worked with. Small, tight and compact, she carried
huge tits (Diane told me they were 38C's) on a
very small frame (5'2") with a tiny waist and
just-right hips. Some days, especially if she
dressed provocatively, I walked around a whole day
with a hard-on from her. But I was confident that
Diane had not given me away to Elona, and we
maintained a proper business attitude.

Now it was 7:45 in the office and Elona had typed
up the last changes and I proofed them. I gave the
contract back to her and told her to put
everything into the FedEx envelope, including the
address label, and show it to me one more time
before sealing it. I wanted to make sure it
contained everything it was supposed to. I sat
down at my desk, put my feet up on it, took my
glasses off, leaned back in my chair, closed my
eyes, and started to rub the temples of my head.
There was this feeling of great relief that this
endless project was over, but at the same time I
was feeling the residual pain of the tension of
the week. All the rubbing on my forehead was
helping, but it wasn't enough.

"Here's the envelope for you to seal, sir," I
heard her say. But through my closed eyes I could
hear that the voice wasn't Elona's...It was
Diane's! I sat up straight, startled, by her
voice, put my glasses on, jumped to my feet and
broke out in a great big smile! "What a surprise,
honey! What are you doing here?"

"I brought you supper! I knew you wouldn't be in
the mood to go out to eat - or even to eat at home
- by the time you got home, so I brought it in.
Why don't you seal the envelope, send Elona on her
way, lock the doors and we'll eat!" "Great idea!,"
I said and checked the envelope, sealed it, and
handed it to Elona, who had come into my office
wearing a shit-eating grin. "Have a great weekend,
you two. Enjoy your supper!" "Oh, we will, Elona,"
I said, "Thanks for all your extra efforts this
week. I really appreciate it." With that she left.


Diane turned to lock my office door. "Diane, why
don't you bring in the supper before you lock the
door?," I asked. "It's already here, sweetheart,"
she said. And with that she turned around and
opened up the coat she was wearing... to reveal
herself naked, except for a garterbelt and
stockings! She dropped her coat, as I dropped my
jaw. Everything seemed to be dropping, except for
my cock, which was on the rise! Diane looked
remarkable! Sure, I had seen her like this
before... in bed! But never in my office, never
under the coat! That's what I loved about her! She
was always so creative, so inventive. After over a
year together, I don't think we ever made love
twice exactly the same way.

I looked up and down her body again, slower this
time. Her beautiful breasts were still pert and
firm, her nipples large and hard from being naked
on a chilly night. Her flat stomach, from working
out (no personal trainer this time, thank you!)
led to her sweet pussy.... Oh, and she shaved it
for me as part of the surprise! "I see you shaved
for me! Thank you! Did you cum while shaving?"
"Only three times.... I wasn't THAT into it! But I
did want to get myself wet and ready for you..."
And with that, she walked around my desk to stand
in front of my chair, cleared off the desk and
hopped on, sitting with her bare ass on the
mahogany, facing me. She put her hands on my
shoulders and forcefully pushed me down into my
chair. "Enjoy your supper," Diane said, spreading
her legs as wide as she could. "Now eat!"


I stared at Diane's hairless vagina. I was always
fascinated by a woman's private parts; I remember
being interested in it from the time I was 14 and
had my first wet dream. I got closer to
Diane's...I started to stare, hypnotized by it. It
looked so beautiful, so erotic. She had shaved it
real close and well... so much so, that although
it was already two hours old, you couldn't see one
black dot, one sign of a root or stubble. It was,
as the proverb goes, "as shiny as a baby's hiney."
Clean, clear, smooth, even the redness from
shaving was gone. This was it's most perfect time.
Hairless pussies always turn me on....Although I'm
not at all a pedophile, the combination of a real
woman - lots of hair on her head, and big breasts
- with the vagina of a shy young virgin, with no
hair down there, always turned me on more than
anything. Shaved, bald, clean, innocent, fresh,
young looking, naked, bare pussy. Ahhhh! Nothing
like it.

Diane had always been relatively hairless.... She
had kept herself very neat and trim down there...
Never had any of that gross hair some women have
going up to their belly-button and down to their
ass! Yuck! She shaved what little hair she had on
the sides of her pussy lips on a regular basis,
leaving only the smallest tuft of hair - about a 2
inch long inverted isosceles triangle - just above
her clit. It was so small, that the thinnest thong
hid it. I asked her why she had kept it all those
years, and she said that she loved her little
triangle of pubic hair, that it was a sign of her
reaching puberty, reaching womanhood, and that she
was proud of it when it first came in - and would
be proud of it in her sixties when it turned gray!

I stared at it, and drew my head closer to examine
it... and then I started to smell it. She must
have used some heavily scented lather or gel on it
because it smelled sweet, like roses... and that
smell was mixed with the natural odor of her pussy
juices... making it into a heavenly concoction! I
was so excited by it all! The two scents, the
sight... I was aroused and mesmerized.

"Hey!," Diane called. "Aren't you hungry? I
thought by now you'd be starved? And you know how
much pleasure I get from you eating... Get
going!!! Stop gawking at it and start giving me a
licking! I really need your tongue to make me
cum!" How could any man turn down a request like
that? I stuck my tongue out and started to lick
her slick pussy lips...

She tasted even better than she smelled. I loved
licking her because she tasted better down there
than any woman I ever ate out. And it wasn't just
the fact that she always kept herself "fresh as a
daisy." She even tasted that way after we'd
exercised together at home in the basement gym.
We'd both work up a good sweat, which always got
the two of us horny, and then we'd do it right
there on the treadmill, without even showering.
She always tasted great. Diane is always the best
supper I have!

I started to lick up and down her slit. I stuck my
tongue into her pussy just a little, to suck up
the nectar she had left there from her previous
orgasms that evening. I love drinking her passion
juice. I then withdrew my tongue, and started to
flick gently against her clit. I got an
appreciative moan out of Diane and then a little
more...


"Oooooh, honey bear, I love what you're doing to
me! You always treat my pussy to such a great
tongue bath and lashing! Keep flicking on my clit,
I like that - a lot! Ooooooh, my clit's getting
nice and hard for you, lover! I can't possibly
describe for you how good that feels.
Mmmmmmmmmmm...."

I'm going to let you guys in on a secret. You know
how you can't stand it when your wives and
girlfriends talk during sex? That's because they
want to talk about how their day was, which kid
threw up, or that they noticed a new crack in the
ceiling - all while you are pumping her pussy with
your cock! Who wants to hear that?! But Diane is
different... She's the most talkative partner I
ever made love to, but she says all the right
things, all the things I want to hear: How I make
her feel, how badly she wants me, how much she
wants to cum - or for me to. She's absolutely
unbelievable that way.

As long as I'm telling secrets, I've got one for
the ladies out there. Ever wonder what your
lover's thinking about while he's eating your
pussy? It usually isn't about what he's doing,
because, to tell you the truth, it gets kind of
boring after the first one or two.... hours! Just
kidding! But after a couple of minutes, it is kind
of dull down there. Guys usually start thinking
about some distraction. They generally fall into
one of three categories: 1) Greatest moments in
sports history. In this one, you pick out your
favorite game, say the 6th game of the 1986 World
Series if you're a Mets fan, or the last time the
Giants won the Super Bowl, and you replay the best
10 or 15 minutes from the game in your head. 2)
Who you'd rather be with and what you'd rather be
doing. In this one it's possible that you'd rather
be on a deserted island with Claudia Schiffer -
and she's real tired of magic. 3) Counting up to
100. When all else fails, and guys are not
creative, they just count up to 100 real slowynd
play a game with themselves trying to guess or
predict at what number their lover will cum. I
know it sounds stupid, but that's what we do. And
the reason none of you ever heard of this before
is because you never asked. And the reason you
never asked us what we were thinking about while
we went down on you, is because you were afraid
these would be the answers.

But guys, while I know you're really mad at me for
giving away the "great guy secret we never tell
women," let me even the score and tell you
something women don't want us to know: After about
two or three minutes of eating them out, almost
all women can cum when they want to. You'll say to
me, "Hey! My girlfriend makes me eat her out for
20 or 30 minutes until my tongue feels like
sandpaper and my jaw is locked in an open
position! And she says she has no control over
when she cums; that it's completely up to me doing
a good, long job - and then it's luck as to when
she actually cums." That's bullshit they're
feeding you and you're buying it!

I thought that was true, too. My Julie - the bitch
- used to make me eat her out for a half hour each
time when we were first married. Then I noticed
after 10 years she got it down to 15 minutes. I
asked her about it and she said it came with age
and practice. But in the last two years of my
marriage, while she was getting it from the
personal trainer - who I WAS PAYING FOR, the
shmuck that I am - and who probably could eat her
out for hours on end (he had a muscular jaw), she
was doing her wifely duties only once or twice a
month. Even on those occasions I stuck by my
motto, "Ladies, first," and insisted that she cum
before I did. Well, she hated having sex with me
so much, that she made sure she came in 3 minutes!
And I knew she wasn't faking it because she
couldn't act. I noticed that just before she came,
she'd clench her whole body's muscles, especially
her stomach and pubic, and cum one minute later. I
finally asked her about it after she filed for
divorce, and Julie - the bitch! - just out of pite
told me that she could always cum at will by
clenching but that she used to love being with me
so much she'd prolong her orgasm. Now that she
hated me, she couldn't wait to cum, to get me off
her and get the hell out of there.

So there you have it: Two of the greatest secrets
of life and sex that men refuse to tell women and
women refuse to tell: What we do while we're
eating you, and that you really do control when
you cum while you're being eaten.

But with Diane my mind rarely had time to wander
while I was licking her. That's because she's
always grunting, groaning, or talking dirty.

Diane leaned forward on my desk and grabbed my
head, pushing it a little further into her crotch.
"Lover, my clit's so hard and big for you! Hurt my
clit just a little. Graze your teeth gently over
it. You know how much I like that. Ooooooooooh,
that feels great! Oh, I want to cum for you so
badly. I'm almost there."

I did have a rare minute to reflect back on how my
life turned around since I met Diane. I had been
depressed and alone for the four years since my
divorce, when I met her at a party. Although we
were in bed shortly after we met, I knew that she
didn't like me for the sex alone. We really have a
lot in common. She loves sports almost as much as
I do. And she's very into national and
international politics, which we discuss at meals.
We have lots of common interests including movies,
jazz, and computers.

But for a while, I was wondering why a 32 year old
woman would be interested in a guy who is 12 years
older. I thought she might be a golddigger, so I
tested her out by giving her my charge card. In
the first three months, she had charged on it one
$100 sweater and a $150 dress! Not a whole helluva
lot!

I've proposed to her three times in the past six
months, and each time she turned me down. Finally,
the last time, she told me why. "I really do want
to marry you, honey! But you need to want to marry
me for the right reason: Because you love me and
want to spend the rest of your life with me. And
not because you lack confidence in yourself that
you can hold onto me and you're afraid I'll run
away. That's a bad reason - and I know that that's
the reason you're proposing. I can tell by your
voice. When you propose out of confidence and love
instead of fear of losing me, I'll marry you." I
love the way she knows me - inside out.

Diane shifted on the desk from leaning forward, to
leaning back, resting her upper body on her
outstretched arms, palms down on my desk. She
threw her head back, tossing her hair. I knew that
the body shift came from the fact that her orgasm
was rapidly approaching. And just in case I missed
the news...

"Oh YES!!!! You're tongue is licking me so good,
I'm going to cum in a minute. Oh, you are the best
lover in the world! Suck on my clitty as if it
were a tiny cock. Come on now, honey bear, give me
a blow job! Suck me off! Make me cum! Ooooooh, I
feel it starting... it's gonna be a good one...
huge one... OOOOOOH, YES!!!! I'M
CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMING!

With that her body tensed up first and then she
started to thrash about wildly. She was almost a
violent cummer, bucking up and down, making it
hard for me to keep my mouth on her clit. Her
guttural grunts and groans were loud and sexy. She
kept saying over and over how good it felt and how
much she was cuming.

As she came down from her orgasm, she was lying
flat on my desk. She luxuriated in that feeling
with her eyes closed for about a minute, and then
she slowly sat up and pulled me up to a standing
position, pulling my head to hers to give me a
huge, sexy, wet kiss. After sucking on my tongue
for about a minute, she withdrew from my mouth and
licked all around my mouth and down my chin,
soaking up all of her pussy juices on me. After
licking her lips, Diane said, "Jeez, my cum tastes
good!" She was the only woman I knew who loved to
taste herself on my mouth and face after I ate her
to orgasm.

"Take off your clothes, lover boy! I want to see
what you're packing tonight!" I blushed with the
realization that I was still fully clothed! I
quickly stripped off everything. Diane signaled
that she wanted me to get closer, where she put my
mouth on her left nipple and I started sucking it
- while she grabbed my cock and stroked it.
"Ummmmmm.... Is that baseball bat for me?" I
muffled a yes. She started cupping and stroking my
balls. "Your balls feel large and heavy. Have you
been storing up some cream for me?" Again I
muffled a yes. She removed me from her tit, and
shoved me down into my chair again. "Well as soon
as I cum again - and I'll make it fast - you'll
get yours. Now this time, I want you to stroke
your cock while you eat me. Bring yourself just to
the brink of cuming, but don't cum. I want to take
care of that. But tell me each time you get close
and hold back, okay? Start eating."

With that she lay her back down on the desk, with
her head dangling off the other side. I started
stroking my painfully hard penis and licking her
clit - all at the same time. Within seconds and a
couple of strokes, Diane's body tensed up for
orgasm - and my cock was ready to shoot. "Oh, no,
I feel like I'm gonna shoot off!," I cried. "Don't
you dare!," Diane answered. "Let go of him. He's
mine!" I let go of my cock and started flicking
her clit with my tongue even harder now. Before I
could grab my cock again, Diane started thrashing
about. "Oh, fucking, yes! Really good orgasm
cuming! Oh, you are the fucking best! I love you!"
She rode it out and I stayed right on her.


After she calmed down she asked me to climb on top
of the desk. I asked her if we were going to
sixty-nine. She said, no, she wanted to
concentrate on me. And with that, she approached
the edge of the desk, bent at the waist, and
proceeded to take my entire cock in her mouth.




Diane was the best cock-sucker around! She sucked
better than a Hoover! I knew I couldn't last long,
what from the whole week of no sex and eating her
to two orgasms, I was ready to explode. I told
Diane that. She told me to cum whenever I wanted
to. I did just that. On her fifth bob up and down,
I came. Real hard. Into Diane's mouth. And she
swallowed most of it.




Usually, she swallowed it all, but I had a little
extra this time, and some dribbled out of her
mouth onto her chin. I got up and kissed her - and
tasted myself on her mouth now, licking up the
excess cum on her chin. I tasted pretty darn good,
too.


"Get dressed and let's go home. I have a surprise
waiting for you there," Diane said. I was already
a little surprised that we were ending this
session with only two orgasms for her - and told
her so. "Well...... I cheated a little," Diane
explained. "Remember I told you I had three
orgasms while shaving? Then I got dressed in the
garter belt, and that got me hot, so I took out my
vibrator and came one more time. Then in the cab
ride down here, being naked under the coat made me
horny and I just had to feel my bald pussy, so I
fingered myself off inside the coat three times. I
think the cabbie knew what I was doing but I
didn't care. Then there was the two you gave me.
And while I was sucking you off, I fingered myself
with my other hand so that makes ten altogether!
Not too bad! Plus we always have some time for
more in the hour drive home. Come on!"

With that we quickly got dressed, cleaned up the
desk, turned off the lights in the office and
headed to the door. Just as I was about to open
it, Ludmila, the night time cleaning woman, opened
it from the other side! I had forgotten about her!

Boy, had she come in five minutes earlier, would
we have been embarrassed! Diane and I just smiled
at each other as we said good night to Ludmila,
and waited to get to the elevator before laughing
hysterically.

The second the elevator door closed, I noticed the
devilish grin on Diane's face. She immediately
jumped on my body, wrapping her lithe, yet
muscular legs around my waist, kissing me hard.
She pushed me into a corner of the elevator, near
the buttons panel. Suddenly, she broke our deep
kiss, turned quickly towards the panel, and before
I could scream, "NO!," she pulled out the
emergency stop button, bringing the elevator to a
screeching halt between the 4th and 5th floors.
She immediately resumed kissing me, shoving her
tongue deep into my mouth, almost licking my
tonsils. I wanted to protest, but this was feeling
too damn good, what with her naked pussy rubbing
up and down against my crotch, the heels of her
feet stroking my buttocks, her arms wrapped around
my neck, stroking (what was left of) my hair, and
her tongue down my throat! My cock, amazingly, was
starting to rise!

"Lover, I always dreamed of doing it in a stopped
elevator! And," my little vixen continued,
pleading her case, "I haven't had your cock in me
yet tonight!" Diane threw off the coat, lay down
on the carpeted elevator floor, and signaled me to
get on top of - and inside - her. What could I do?
I unzipped my pants, and pulled my almost hard
cock out through the fly of my briefs, and lay
down on top of Diane.

Before entering her, although the elevator was an
awkward and cramped place to do this, I decided to
give Diane a taste of her own medicine, and tease
her just a bit by rubbing my swollen cock head up
and down her slit, paying special attention to her
clit on each stroke. Already - or I should say,
still - on fire from her previous orgasms, Diane
starting moaning with deep guttural grunts like an
animal in heat. Her response, as always, made me
rock hard. "Ooooooohhh......Don't make me cum like
that, sweetheart," Diane whimpered. "I want to cum
with your cock inside me." I decided to slide my
cock in gradually, but I forgot how wet she was
already... and went in to the hilt immediately. I
began taking deep long strokes as Diane contracted
her PC muscles, creating a tighter, snugger fit
around my cock. I knew I wanted to cum quickly
because I was afraid the night watchman was going
to come looking for the stopped elevator car. But
having just orgasmed not 10 minutes ago, this
wasn't going to be easy. Luckily, Diane - so in
tune with me on everything - read my mind and
decided to give me added incentive.




She got vocal, oral and put on a show. "Come on,
baby, you feel so good pumping me with your big,
hard, strong cock. I want you to squirt me full of
your love cream, right inside my pussy. I'm on
fire, honey, and only your hose can put me out."
With that she started grabbing her nipples with
her two hands, pulling one to her craning neck -
to start sucking on her own teat for me! She knows
that turns me on so! She was going for one of her
mind-blowing vaginal orgasms that she taught
herself how to do. When sucking her own tit became
painful, she let go of her nipple, and with her
now free hand, she grabbed my head down to her
mouth where she began tonguing my ear. That was
about it for me... I was about ready to cum, when,
as she was licking my ear, she starting moaning
and telling me, "Here I cum!" I started feeling
her pussy bucking and convulsing beneath me and
with her tongue slobbering all over my ear, I shot
my load deep inside her, cuming with her.

Timing is everything. "Are you alright in there?,"
we heard a voice say on the emergency elevator
intercom. "Yes, we're fine. Let's see if this
doesn't correct the problem," I said, tucking my
limp dick back into my pants as Diane was closing
her coat. I then pushed the emergency stop button
back in, and we started moving again. By the time
we got to the lobby, we looked pretty normal and
cleaned up. "Goodnight, Mr. P," the guard said.
"Goodnight, Ed."

We walked to the car and got in. I was mentally,
physically and sexually drained. It was amazing I
was able to stay on the road. Diane, once buckled
up, leaned up against me in the front seat, trying
to get me aroused. A hydraulic lift couldn't get
my cock up at this point!, and I told Diane so. My
lover, on the other hand, was just warming up! She
lazily played with her bald pussy for most of the
way home, reminding me that eleven orgasms is WAY
below her average (somewhere between 15 and 20)
and that she was still horny. She came two more
times... loudly, of course, and I had to pull off
the road while she came in order to avoid my
having an accident. I love watching her cum...
there is nothing in the world that I enjoy
watching more, it is so friggin' erotic and
sensual!

We got into the house, and Diane quickly nuked up
a little supper for me. She asked if I wanted her
to draw me a bubble bath to help relax me before I
went to sleep. I told her that I thought that
would be nice, and she went upstairs to start the
water in the huge custom-made tub I had the
contractor build for the two of us a few months
back. It allowed us to bathe together, have a
jacuzzi, and had enough room for a sexual romp,
all at the same time.

When she came back down, I had just finished
eating, and Diane told me the tub was ready. It
was now about a quarter to eleven, and I was beat.
I went into our bedroom, got undressed down to my
briefs, and was ready to go into the adjoining
private bathroom, when Diane stood in the doorway,
blocking me. "Listen, honey, you're not getting
any younger," she said with a laugh, "and I
certainly don't want you having a heart attack -
at least not just yet." I was quite intrigued by
this obviously well rehearsed speech. I had no
idea what Diane was getting at.

"So before you walk in there, I just want you to
be forewarned that there is a surprise - maybe
even a shocking surprise - waiting for you in the
tub." All I could think of, when I heard the words
"a shocking surprise," was a plugged in toaster
(not likely) or Julie, my ex-wife - the bitch! -
(far less likely). But dismissing both those
thoughts, I found myself totally unprepared for
what I did see: Elona, my secretary, sitting naked
in my tub, full of a bubble bath, with her
magnificent boobs floating above the water and
bubbles!

My jaw dropped, my cock rose, and I was left
speechless. "Hi, boss!," Elona chimed in. Slowly
the shock wore off and was replaced with glee -
and lust. Diane was standing beside me, holding my
hand (to keep me calm... I think she was secretly
checking my pulse) while my now rigid cock started
poking through the loose elastic of my briefs leg,
unbeknownst to me. Staring and pointing with her
eyes to my exposed penis head, Elona said, "I
guess he IS glad to see me, Diane!" Diane and I
stared down to my leg and we all cracked up.
Before I could start asking questions, the two of
them, like an Abbott and Costello routine, tried
to explain. Diane went first.

"Remember when I moved in you admitted to me that
when we first met you thought I was a lesbian
because I came to the party with Elona?"

"And Diane told you that we were good friends and
roommates, but not lesbians?"

"Well, I didn't lie to you then... we're not
lesbians, ... we're not even bi-sexuals...."

"Because we really don't have any interest in
having sex with any - other - women...."

"It's just that a long time ago, we discovered
that we're such close friends that we really love
each other...."

"And can comfort and support and love each other
in a very special way..."


"It all started with my coming home from a date
one night really late... Elona hadn't heard me
walk in, but as I tiptoed past her bedroom, I
heard her sobbing.... I thought she was crying
because she was so depressed... She hadn't had sex
in over two months and was terribly horny and was
going out with guys she didn't want to have sex
with - ever. I walked into her room to comfort
her, to hold her while she cried, and I thought it
best to walk in without knocking. Boy, was I
wrong! As I approached her bed where she was
bathed in almost total darkness, I saw that she
was lying there naked, with a huge dildo up her
pussy, and she was shoving it in harshly, almost
punishing herself, hurting herself... crying, yes,
crying from both the physical pain and the
depression... sobbing, 'Why can't I cum already?
Why can't I cum?'"

"I hadn't even heard Diane walk in, but as she
hovered over my naked body, I suddenly sensed that
she was there. Although we had seen each other
naked before, it was mostly dashing in and out of
the shower, and never in a sexual way. We were
both shocked now, Diane by what she saw, and me by
being discovered. I withdrew the dildo, put my
hands to my head, and sobbed anew in shame..."

"I laid down next to her and grabbed her head
pulling it to my bosom and comforting her. 'There,
there,' I said to Elona, 'everything will be
alright...' She shocked me by answering me very
bluntly."

"I told Diane that my immediate needs were to get
off, and I needed a tongue to do that. I told her
I didn't necessarily need a man's tongue... that
any tongue would do."




"I slipped down her naked body and while fully
clothed, I ate another woman's pussy for the first
time - and brought Elona off to three intense
orgasms."




"Later that night, I reciprocated... in a 69
position, I brought Diane off three times and she
lit my fuse twice more... It was beautiful... We
decided right then and there to stand by each
other at all times... to be there for each
other... and to have sex with each other when
either one of us couldn't take the celibacy
anymore. We agreed on a minimum of two months
without sex with men before we'd comfort each
other ..."




"Today, when I called to find out what time you
were coming home, Elona, as always, answered the
phone, and started complaining to me that she was
terribly horny and needed to make love with me
real badly. This was her first stretch of celibacy
crisis since I moved out of her apartment to move
in with you. I told her I could never have sex
with her without your permission..."

"Then Diane told me of her plan to surprise you
this evening in the office... I told her that it
was perfect... and we came up with this plan where
she gave me the keys to your house when she walked
into the office... and I came here and let myself
in after I dropped the package off at Federal
Express and stopped off at home for a few minutes.
I've been here waiting for you for almost an
hour..."

"Now, honey, look me in the eye." I did. "You have
a number of choices. You can say you don't want me
to have sex with Elona, and she'll get dressed and
go home and that'll be the end of it.... OR, you
can allow us to have sex, in which case a new set
of choices comes up: We can go do it in private in
the guest room, we can do it in front of you in
the master bedroom and you can just watch, OR we
can do it in the master bedroom and you can
participate... BUT, before you decide, we want to
cheat and sway your vote a bit... Take a look at
this..."

With that, Elona arose out of the tub, and walked
up to stand three feet in front of me. I love
Diane with all my heart, soul and body. But Elona
is built like the proverbial brick shithouse: Huge
tits (that looked a lot bigger than 38C's) that
stand up and defy the laws of gravity, a tiny 23
inch waist, followed by 36 inch hips... She always
wears ruby red lipstick, with her brunette hair,
and thick, kissable lips... she's also 8 years
younger than Diane...her pussy was covered with
neatly trimmed jet black hair... and she was
standing in front of me, naked as a jay-bird, her
nakedness covered in spots by soap bubbles,
looking like the sexiest thing I ever saw in my
life! - and she had puppy dog eyes begging me for
a yes, to boot... What could I do? I said, "Yes,
have sex...... and with me participating."

With that, both girls hugged me and kissed me,
giggling with adolescent type glee, as if I just
gave them permission for a sleepover party.

The two of them led me back to the bedroom, where
they lit two candles, one in each corner of the
room. Elona, already naked, undressed me, while
Diane took off whatever few things she had on. We
took the covers off the bed and now came the first
critical decision: Positions! I left it to Diane
to direct...

"I think Elona needs some cock desperately... So
why don't you, Elona, lie down on my bed with your
feet dangling off the end... Honey, you stand at
the foot of the bed, and get ready to screw her
silly,... and I'll start to kiss the hurt away on
her face and tits...."



Elona lay down, I stood at the foot of the bed,
and started rubbing the rubbery, swollen,
mushroomed head of my cock on her slit.... in
long, hard strokes that went from her clit till
almost her anus.... as a precursor of my sliding
it into her pussy and banging her like there was
no tomorrow.... Diane lay down next to her...
Elona had her head propped on the pillow and was
staring at where our groins were meeting for the
first time, almost shyly, and immediately started
to moan.... "Oooooh, boss, that feels so good!...
I love what you're big, hard cock is doing to my
pussy... just don't tease me too long...I want you
inside me already..."

With that Diane leaned over Elona's head, and I
saw Diane's long, sexy tongue stick all the way
out of her mouth towards Elona's... and Elona's
tongue stick amazingly far out to meet Diane's...
for a brief moment the two tongues were licking
each other, tasting each other daintily... I had
never seen anything so erotic in all my 45
years.... and then quickly, their lips closed in
on each other and their tongues moved indoors -
inside their mouths to do battle. The battle was
audible - I could clearly hear them slurping and
slobbering over each other - as they kissed
passionately, looking very much in both love and
in lust with each other. I slid my cock head into
Elona's narrow slit.. and shoved the rest of my
cock hard inside her. Elona gave out a large gasp.
She was much smaller, and tighter than Diane...
and my cock felt the difference. I felt as if I
was in a velvet vise.




Diane removed her mouth from Elona's, only to move
it down to her left breast. She was gently
massaging her right breast with the palm of her
hand and was licking the areola around the left
teat. "Your cock feels so wonderful inside me!,"
Elona cried. "Please, fuck my pussy hard!"


As if I wasn't turned on enough, Diane looked up
at me while she was rubbing and licking Elona's
tits. "Honey, did you ever see so magnificent a
pair of tits?" "No," I answered. "Don't they look
even bigger than you imagined them?" "Yes," I
said. "Do you want to know why?" "Sure." "Elona,
do you want to tell him or do you want me to?"
"You tell him. I'm concentrating on what you two
are doing to me..."

"Elona's tits are full of milk!" My eyes lit up in
shock! Elona was lactating? "Elona has an aunt who
lives in the same apartment building as she does,
who just had a baby at 42.... but the aunt is not
producing enough milk for the baby.... Elona was
asked to be a wet nurse, and accepted... She got
the shots, takes some pills to keep up milk
production, and nurses the baby before and after
work.... During the day, when she lets down the
milk, she goes to the bathroom at work and
expresses it into a bottle that's used for the
midnight feeding... She keeps it refrigerated at
work until she gets home..."

"How much bigger are your tits?," I inquired. "I
went to a 40D...," Elona answered. "And now,"
Diane said, "I'm going to suck some milk right out
of her tits.... Watch me...."

My cock stiffened painfully. I had a new feeling.
It felt as if the flesh, the meat of my penis was
trying to expand beyond the ability of my penis
skin to stretch... It was almost as if my penis
were trying to burst free of the skin wrapped
around it, confining it...

Diane started sucking on Elona's left teat. I
watched and saw her swallow whatever it was she
was drawing out of it, and heard her moan her
approval ("yummmmmmmm..."), but I couldn't see any
milk. "Diane," cried Elona, "show him my milk."
With that, Diane drew on Elona's nipple long and
hard (Elona's face was scrunched up showing that
she reached another level of ecstasy) until she
accumulated a reasonable amount of milk in her
mouth. Diane then removed her mouth with her lips
closed from the teat, lifting her face towards
mine. And while my steely cock was pumping into
Elona like there was no tomorrow, Diane opened her
mouth so that I could see the pool of milk lying
at the bottom of it, covering her tongue. I
thought my balls were going to explode. I had to
stop pumping for a moment. Diane seized the
moment, closed her mouth slightly, and leaned
forward and kissed me, transferring Elona's tit
juice from her mouth into mine.

I did all I could to hold my orgasm back.


Just as soon as I thought I gained control over
the situation, Elona instructed Diane, "Now, make
my tits squirt." Diane started an intricate
massage from the base of the breast, using both
hands and drawing the breast meat (and milk)
upwards to the tip. I thought I could almost see
the milk rising, like toothpaste squeezed upwards
from the bottom of the tube. Just as Diane's
fingers reached two inches below the nipple, a
long, thick steady stream of milk squirted out of
the top of the nipple about six or seven inches,
arced slightly downward towards her crotch, and
landed at about her navel. All six of our eyes
were staring at this amazing sight, popping out of
heads, and Elona was moaning as if in orgasm...


"Do you cum when you nurse the baby?," I asked
Elona. "Yes... although usually I have to be
rubbing my clit lightly to bring myself off...
which is why I nurse in private... but I think I
can cum now without touching my clit because my
pussy is so on fire from being filled with your
cock... and I am so turned on by Diane's
nursing.... Diane, suck on my left tit and squeeze
out the milk from my right one. That one sprays
milk...." Diane once again massaged the breast
from its base, this time the right one, but as she
brought the milk to the top, she turned the breast
slightly downward, pointing the top of the nipple
towards my lower abdomen... and the milk came
squirting out in a fine spray, reaching all the
way down, spraying her pussy and my cock and balls
as I was pounding into her.




This sight, the sensation, the unusual eroticism
of it all, was way too much for any of us.
"Ooooohhhh, I'm cummmmmmmming!," Elona screamed. I
felt her pussy tighten and start to spasm... which
was all I could take... I arched my back, ramming
my cock into Elona's pussy all the way to the
hilt, and started spraying my cum deep into her
womb. Diane continued sucking on her left teat,
while watching our faces and crotch, staring at
our orgasms. I grunted and squealed my way through
my cuming, as well, as it was extremely
pleasurable but mixed with pain...

Diane cried out, "I need to cum, too! My pussy
needs a good girl eating!" Diane swung her right
leg over Elona's head, and slithered her body down
towards the headboard of the bed, until her pussy
was hovering teasingly over Elona's mouth. At the
same time, she positioned her own face directly
over Elona's pussy. My initial reaction, as I was
returning to my senses coming down from my orgasm,
was to withdraw from Elona and take a rest. But I
knew that it would evoke a protest from the girls
- and, much to my surprise, my cock had remained
half hard - after three intense orgasms that
evening. My own personal record was four in one
night, and I had achieved that only twice before.
I decided to stay inside and see how much
punishment and abuse my cock could take before I
felt I had to withdraw.

The next thing I heard was the unmistakable sound
of Elona lapping away at Diane's pussy. "Oh, yes,
'Lona, your tongue feels so good! Lick my fat
pussy lips! Ooooooooh! I'm so close to cuming from
just looking at the two of you cum!" Diane bent
her head forward and started to lick gently at
Elona's clit. I started pumping my cock in and out
again. Diane would lick my cock as I withdrew it -
covered in my cum and Elona's pussy juice, and
lick her clit on the downstroke, as I was going
in. Watching my girl eating pussy was a whole new
experience for me, and I felt my cock start to
twitch and harden. Diane started to combine her
moans with her slurps. "Oooooh! What a delicious
and erotic cocktail! I'm tasting my lover's
man-jism, along with my girlfriend's pussy juice,
mixed in with her tit milk sprayed onto her clit!
It tastes just heavenly - and delicious.
Ummmmmmmmm!"

Just then, a chain reaction was set off. It
started with Elona's shriek that she was cuming
and my hearing her grunts and feeling her pussy
twitch. That, in turn, set off Diane, "I'm cuming,
too!" And both girl's continued eating each other
through their orgasms, grunts and groans. That set
me off - although I had cum not three minutes
earlier, my cock twitched, too, in what can best
be described as the cock equivalent of dry heaves:
Spurting and spasming while the chambers were
empty; shooting (mostly) blanks. But there was no
doubt that it was an orgasm. And it hurt.

I withdrew my damaged cock immediately, and
crawled into bed to tend to my "wounds." The girls
continued to eat each other out to at least one
more orgasm... while I watched, limp-dicked.
As they recovered from this last orgasm, Diane
announced that she desperately needed some cock.
Thankfully (and puzzlingly) she looked at Elona
when she said it, not to me. Elona told her that
was no problem, and went over to her little gym
bag she'd brought with her, and withdrew from it
the biggest black cock I had ever seen! It was a
strap on device (and she was putting it on) with a
9-inch latex cock, that was at least 3 inches in
diameter! It was huge! And I knew there was no way
Diane could receive it. "I see you brought 'Black
Beauty'," cried Diane. "But that thing's too
big!!! It'll never fit inside me!"




Elona finished cinching it up, and she turned to
Diane with this enormous, rock hard, latex cock
sticking straight out in front of her pussy....
She looked quite the sight with those huge
perfectly white tits hanging down over an enormous
black cock. "Don't worry, Diane, if it fits inside
me, it'll fit inside you. And then I'm going to
fuck you so hard," Elona said, "that you won't be
able to walk straight for a week!" Elona then
walked over to my side of the bed, dangled the
cock in front of my face, and told me, "Your cock
may have shriveled up but your mouth still works!
Lick up my cock so I can shove it into Diane's
pussy!," Elona commanded me. I was repulsed by the
thought of sucking cock - and strangely excited by
the idea at the same time! For the first time in
my life, I sucked on a cock, a black cock, a latex
cock, albeit a fake cock... but it was me sucking
and it was a cock I was sucking on. When it
glistened, with my saliva, Elona crawled up on the
bed, and with Diane lying on her back, El na
starting pushing the hard cock in.

Smartly, the manufacturers had tapered the cock
head slightly so that the widest part of the cock
was not the head but the base. I watched it slide
into Diane, stretching her pussy lips very wide
apart. Diane's mouth was in a perfect "O", her
face filled with lust and passion. "Oh, 'Lona! You
big black cock feels so good inside me.... It
fills me so damn much! Fuck me till I cum a
hundred times!"

Elona started to push in and out of Diane's pussy
with that huge black cock, slowly at first and
then picking up the pace. I was quite surprised at
Elona's motion. She was mimicking a guy's
penile/hip thrusting perfectly. She really looked
like she had a cock, knew how to use it, and her
face showed the look of pleasure and ecstasy.

Diane's pussy lips were being pulled inside out on
the withdrawal of the cock, and being pushed into
her vagina on the down thrust. She really looked
like she was getting a pounding. Her moans were
taking on a new urgency, her shrieks were at a
higher pitch, and her breathing was extremely
shallow and rapid. "Please, 'Lona, let me suck on
your tits while you pound my pussy with your
cock!" Elona leaned her body forward and down over
Diane's and Diane grabbed both her tits, drawing
the nipples together, and shoving them into her
mouth. She started sucking on them so hard, she
was drawing a lot of milk out of them again, only
this time, because she was working both nipples at
the same time, and because of her breathing, she
was not able to keep much of it in her mouth or
swallow it. Most of the milk was dripping,
drooling out of her mouth... looking very much
like man-cum after a blow job. Amazingly, Elona
was getting extremely turned on by all this, too,
and both girls sounded like they were about to
cum. In all my years, in all the porno videos I
had seen, I had never witnessed anything nearly
this erotic.




Diane let go of Elona's tits. "I'm going to cum
again!," Diane declared. "Pound my pussy hard with
your cock! Make me cum hard! Oooooh, 'Lona, your
cock feels so good!" "I'm cuming, too!," Elona
cried. Elona lowered her mouth to Diane's and they
started kissing each other deeply and
passionately, their tongues lapping at each other
as Diane's body shook and quivered, and her pussy
humped upward to try to get more of Elona's cock
inside her, as they both squealed through their
orgasms. Elona continued to pound away at Diane's
pussy until their orgasms subsided and she fell
onto Diane's body like a wrung out rag. I thought
for sure that they were done. I was, of course,
wrong.




Diane rolled Elona off of her body onto the open
space on the bed between herself and where I was
lying. Diane got up of the bed, kneeled at the
foot of the bed, and removed the cock from Elona.
She then licked the head, tasting her own pussy
juices and making it wetter, and started to slide
it into Elona by hand, while sucking on Elona's
engorged and erect clit. If "Black Beauty" had
stretched Diane's pussy way beyond belief, you
could imagine what it was doing to the younger,
smaller and tighter pussy of Elona. Elona's eyes
were closed, her face bathed in lust, her whole
body shaking. Her huge milky tits were lewdly
swaying up and down on her chest, in a rhythmic
dance that was sensual, erotic and hypnotizing me.
It was clear to me that being multi-orgasmic, she
was seconds away from cuming yet again. Her ass
was bouncing off the bed to meet the onslaught of
the huge cock on her pussy. Diane's slurping
sounds were filling the room in a duet with
Elona's moans and groans. Suddenly, Elona turned
to me, and pleaded. "I've got to have a cock in my
mouth!" I was going to plead with her that I was
on "temporary disability," but I knew I wouldn't
succeed. Elona was not to be denied. I had never
in my life cum five times in an evening and knew
this was not going to be an exception. But to
humor her, I sat up on my knees and leaned
forward, so that my very shriveled up and limp
dick could enter her mouth.

She sucked me as if her life depended on it. She
asked me to play with her tits, to suck on them. I
bent over at the waist and took her right teat in
my mouth. First, I licked it for a while, then I
sucked it. Soon I was drawing out of it the
sweetest milk in the world! I looked up and saw
Diane pounding that cock into Elona's tortured
pussy while sucking on her clit, and looked down
and watched Elona gobbling on my cock. It was too
much for me. Miraculously, I got an erection and
got really hard.
And then Elona came.

In my life I never saw someone orgasm that
intensely, that violently, or quite that long. She
was screaming, squealing, grunting, groaning,
shaking, bucking all at the same time. Her sucking
of my cock intensified ten-fold - and I started to
cum! Not all that much, but enough to let her know
I was a man - and that she did it to me. She
swallowed the little I deposited into her mouth
with no difficulty and continued to suck me after
I finished cuming. But my cock was over sensitive
and it hurt, so I withdrew from her mouth with a
large pop.

I was drained literally and figuratively, as were
the girls. They had completely had it. The score
at the end of the night was quite remarkable: Me -
5 orgasms, Elona - 8 orgasms and Diane - 17
orgasms, more than Elona and me put together. I
placed my limp naked body at the center of the bed
and the girls slept on the two sides of me,
falling asleep with their breasts resting gently
on my chest and their heads in the crook of my
arms, after we kissed each other deeply a "good
night" kiss. I looked at the clock just before
nodding off to sleep and realized it was 12:15
a.m.! I had been making love for over four hours!

When I awoke in the morning, neither girl was in
bed with me. It was 8:00 a.m. I dragged my tired
ass out of bed, showered, and in my underwear went
down to the kitchen. Elona was fully dressed and
just finishing her coffee. Diane was in a robe.
Elona got up, said that she was leaving to nurse
the baby, thanked us both for a wonderful night,
kissed us both and left. I sat down to breakfast
with Diane. I could not believe the experiences of
the previous night, but didn't know where to begin
in trying to discuss them, review them. All I
could say was, "Wow." Diane smiled and said,
"Yeah, I think 'Wow' pretty much says it all, do
you think?" We both smiled.

I worried about two things: How was my office
relationship going to be with Elona and would we
feel the need to repeat this again. To Elona's
credit, she remained 100% professional in the
office. She even started dressing more
conservatively, to not turn me on too much. Even
behind the closed door of my office when she took
dictation, neither she nor I ever did or said
anything to betray our intimate experiences. I
still got somewhat excited, however, when I saw
her return from the ladies room after lunch with a
jar in a plain brown paper bag that she was
obviously storing the milk in that she had just
expressed in the bathroom. It started me thinking,
reminiscing back to that night.

I was afraid to bring up that night with Diane too
frequently, for fear that she would misread my
intentions and think I wanted to make love to
Elona again - and then Diane would get jealous.
Truth is, I love Diane more than anyone in the
world - and more than ever - and sex between us
got even better after that fateful Friday night.
True to their deal, they waited two months before
even allowing themselves to think about having sex
again... and by that time, Elona had started
dating a guy she liked - and six months later,
married. And to show just what kind of feelings
they have for each other, and, in a weird way, how
moral they are - and that this Friday night
incident was truly about being there to help a
friend who just couldn't take celibacy anymore -
there never was a discussion about the four of us
getting together for an orgy, for wife swapping,
or anything of that sort. We saw each other
socially, and had frank discussions, but it never
led to sex.

And, by the way, three months after this incident,
I proposed to Diane, out of the blue - and out of
confidence in her love - and she accepted.