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Nin sighed and rolled over onto her back. Her small breasts pancaked onto her chest. She brushed an unruly cowlick of scarlet hair out of her eyes.

"I have a fantasy," she said after a minute, "But it's kind of weird."

I almost laughed, but I stopped myself just in time. There's nothing funny about having weird sex fantasies. I of all people should know that. It's just that everything was weird about our relationship. It was frustrating sometimes. Almost all the time, really. But I'd never been happier in my life. "Tell me."

"I'd like to see you with another girl. Is that too kinky?"

"Are you serious? You're not just saying that because we can't -- you know - ?"

"No! Are you kidding? I think it'd be so hot to watch.... I'd love to see that dick of yours sliding in and out of her wet pussy, see you sucking on her tits, making her come.... Yeah!"

Wow. The idea certainly had merit. "So did you have anyone particular in mind?"

"Yeah," she said a little sheepishly, "There is this one girl. She's a friend of mine from work. Her name's Hope. She's a good girl, but she really wants to be a bad girl. What do you think? Would you give it a try?"

We met two days later for dinner and drinks at the Thai restaurant. It was a little awkward. We all knew why we were there, and what was supposed to happen after dinner, and that made for stilted conversation.

Hope was an attractive enough girl, but not exactly my type. She was short and plump and very curvy, and had an unruly billow of strawberry-blond curly hair. She had a sweet smile and a nervous laugh and a bit of an accent, and a small butterfly tattooed on her left ankle. She wasn't a fan of comic books; she didn't listen to punk rock; she didn't get our math geek humor; and she'd never played D&D in her life. But she was charming, and nervously flirtatious, and awfully goddamn cute.

After the last Singha beer was empty, Nin coughed nervously. "Should we go back to my apartment? Should we all head over there?"

Hope grinned, an big honest smile that showed two rows of perfect little teeth. "That sounds fine to me" she drawled.
It sounded pretty OK to me too. My cock was already straining uncomfortably in the tight confines of my pants. Hope's round little ass wiggled pleasantly in her short black skirt.

We giggled like teens all the way up the five flights of stairs to Nin's apartment. Hope's warm little hand found its way into mine, and I squeezed it and she squeezed back and smiled sweetly at me.

Inside the apartment with the door locked, Nin bounced onto the bed. "You guys could kiss," she said encouragingly, "I sure don't mind."

It felt nice to kiss Hope. She was hesitant, nervous and eager. Our kisses started out tentative, and gradually got more and more aggressive, until she was practically shoving her tongue down my throat.

I felt her hands on my jean-clad butt, and I took the opportunity to cup one of her large firm breasts with my hand. It felt soft and warm and alive under my palm.

"Yeah" cheered Nin, "I wanna see her tits!"

Well so did I. I stepped back and Hope shyly unbuttoned her frilly white top. She reached back, unclipped her bra, exposing her boobs in all their glory. They were big, big for her small frame, pale globes with large soft aureole and little, almost boy-like nipples. "Do you like them?" she asked with a smile.

I did, oh yes I did, very much. I wanted to spend a lot of time licking and kissing and fondling them, but now Hope was emboldened. We tumbled onto the bed together, near where Nin already had a hand down her pants, and my clothing was summarily removed. When my erect cock sprung out of my boxers like a jack-in-the-box, both girls Oohed and Aahed theatrically.

Hope wasted no time in getting her mouth onto me. It felt like heaven. It had been a very, very long time since any girl had taken me in her mouth. Her technique may not have been the most expert, but I didn't mind. She more than made up for lack of experience with enthusiasm.

It felt so good! I was in serious danger of coming in her mouth. I pulled away, and she licked my balls and playfully ran her tongue up my wet shaft. "Was that alright?" she asked, and her eyes sparkled.

Nin already had her black jeans and panties down around her ankles, and her finger was making sexy little squishing noises in her pussy. I kissed Hope's hot little mouth, grinned over at Nin, and fumbled with the zipper of Hope's skirt.

The skirt and the sassy Victoria's Secret panties came off easily. Her pussy was shaved bald, which isn't my favorite, but sure looked sexy on her. The lips were fat and pouted out, and I could see her pink little clit peeking shyly out from its hood. She was wet and drooling.

I loved licking her pussy. She tasted clean and sexy, and she responded voraciously to the attentions of my tongue. I loved how she wiggled and groaned as I slurped her. I loved having her sticky wetness all over my face. Suddenly she was there, her moans became stifled screams, and she was grinding her cunt onto my tongue as her body rocked with orgasm. I pressed the tip of my finger against her impossibly tiny asshole and kept my tongue on her clit until it was over.

Nin had found her vibrator, and it was humming away, sliding wetly in and out of her hungry pussy. "Fuck her. Fuck her now, fuck that sexy little pussy!"

I didn't need much encouragement. The head of my cock was livid purple and freely leaking sticky clear pre-come. I was so hard I thought I might have gained an extra inch. My dick waggled happily as I tore open a condom wrapper and rolled the latex sleeve down my erection.

Her pussy was tight, and incredibly hot and wet and slippery. I took it slow at first, enjoying the sensation of being inside a real actual vagina, but that wasn't how Hope wanted it. "Fuck me, do it hard, fuck me fast!" I loved how her tits shook as I fucked her, I loved seeing her white come on my dick as it slid in and out of her sweet little pussy.

Nin was close by us, unselfconsciously naked now, fucking herself in time with our rhythm. The scar down her midsection was livid and red. Our eyes met for a moment, and she smiled, blowing me a kiss. Hope's eyes were glazed over, forehead wrinkled in concentration.

I felt it in my toes, I felt it in my testicles, I felt it all the way up my spine. Hope grabbed onto my nipples and twisted and pulled hard as I abandoned myself to orgasm, pumping hard and deep into her body. I heard and felt her coming again, even as I gave myself over to pleasure, fucking her pussy with every last bit of strength I had, filling the condom with gobs and gobs of milky white semen, what seemed like a gallon of it. Next to us, I could hear Nin coming in her distinctive little gasps, the vibrator still humming away. At last I collapsed onto Hope's soft sweaty little body.

"Next time," Nin said lazily, "I think you should fuck her up the ass."

"I like the sound of that!" Hope said, wiggling her butt invitingly, and we all laughed.

Later, much later, after we had all showered and had another drink, and Hope had gone home to Brooklyn, Nin and I sat near each other on her bed, drinking beer out of cold bottles.

"Did you like that?" she asked me.

"Are you kidding?!"

"I liked that too. If you hadn't already guessed. That was hot...." she paused, a long silence, "you're not going to, you know, fall for her are you?"

"No." I said, "I'm in love with YOU."

Nin took a swig of beer. "Maybe if we wore latex gloves... maybe I could take care of you that way. And you could do me. Maybe we could hold hands like that too. I think I could do that."

I wished more than anything right then that I could kiss her.