Chapter 5: Rachel

The six of us went to Sarah’s apartment. She got all the lights on a romantic setting and put on some less intrusive music than what had been going on at the club. The sofa became the landing place for Sarah, TJ, Lindsay, and Jake. Rachel and I took over one of the wide cushy chairs facing the others; she was in my lap, and after undoing a couple of shoulder straps I had her two lovely breasts in my hands and mouth.

“Oh, God, you know how to make a girl happy,” Rachel cooed, especially as I sucked her nipples into my mouth and made them quite excited. I was certain that Sarah heard her, but when I looked I noted that she wasn’t about to complain.

Opposite us on the sofa, Sarah and Lindsay had both tossed their dresses aside and were already naked and sexy on the men’s laps, yet still wearing their CFM shoes, I guess in an open invitation to follow through. The guys’ mouths were on breasts and fingers were playing with pussies. Their example made Rachel stand and remove her dress and undies. God, what a gift she presented me with. I pulled her to me and kissed her body, and even her ass just for fun. She giggled delightfully.

I told Rachel what a beauty she was and how I felt like the luckiest man in the club that evening to have attracted her attention. I also silently thanked the gods for having me take a few dance lessons that emphasized the club scene.

I got naked, too, like the others in the room that were also reaching that stage. I went down on Rachel and she was like licking up the finest nectar the gods could conceive. I had one of her legs over my shoulder and the other spread wide over the arm of the chair. She was as open to me as she could get, and I delivered on the promise of pleasure to her. Of course, she was also on full display to the other four in the room but didn’t seem to care. They were on pretty blatant display, too.

I guess my leadership set an example for the couples on the sofa. They, too, started more serious making out with cunnilingus being the favored sport. I went back to licking Rachel, and a minute later, she grabbed my head and held me, unmoving, to her wet pussy. She was having the first orgasm of the night with a shudder that involved every muscle in her tight little body.

I heard some giggles from the sofa, and then Lindsay said in a devilish tone, “Ok, everybody. Switch partners.”

I looked up from Rachel’s pussy and so did TJ and Jake. I had a touch of disbelief, but thought, ‘What the hell, why not?’ My face was covered in Rachel’s juices. The men were positioned to relocate, so I indicated that we should move clockwise around the area we were in. I went to Sarah, TJ went to Lindsay, and Jake came over to Rachel, who I noted was smiling and holding her arms up to him for kisses.

I was worried about pulling a bait-and-switch on Rachel, until I heard her say, “Oh, I like this game. We all get to fuck everybody else.”

We spent five minutes eating out our new partners and then Lindsay got everyone to move again. This time, as I was with Lindsay, I brought her to an orgasm with my tongue and fingers. That was her first in the room that evening.

I’d switched back to Rachel when we all started to fuck. She was snug and romantic, and had all the right moves to turn me on to the highly-aroused setting. She whispered that she liked the game, but that I was getting special attention and love. “I’ve already got a crush on you,” she whispered.

We’d adopted the plush carpet with a beach towel spread out while the other two couples did sexual things next to each other on Sarah’s long sofa. As we fucked, I stroked Rachel’s clit, and she came again. I held off. Where I’d gotten all this control, I couldn’t tell you, but I was glad.

We switched partners a few times, again at Lindsay’s instigation. I think of each of the men used the swaps to back down the arousal scale so that we could stretch out our fuck sessions. TJ eventually busted his nut in Lindsay. She was happy about that, and the two cuddled together. I’d been with Sarah then and Jake with Rachel. We then swapped again, and this time I only lasted about five minutes before I filled up Rachel’s little cooter with my first fresh load. She was very happy and came with me. We kissed and got kind of clingy with each other.

I looked across the space between us and Jake was finishing up in Sarah’s pussy, making a show of surging his last jets of man juice into her pussy. He said loudly but humorously, “Take that, Candy Sweet.”

Rachel asked me, “I thought she was Sarah.”

I whispered, “Stage name. She did pornography. So did LIndsay; her stage name is Lexi Staxxx – with three x’s.”

“Cool. I’d like to think about doing that. It might be fun.”

“Talk to either of them.”

I heard Sarah explaining with authority that a ‘good man’ is one who cleans up the mess in the pussy he just fucked. Sarah and Lindsay knew that I didn’t mind doing such clean-up, especially if my partner had oozed out a lot of her own sexual emissions. I slid lower down Rachel’s body and started to eat her out as she leaned against the chair that we’d started in. She looked on, fascinated to see me sucking up the cum and juices oozing from inside her.

I brought my first load of fluids up to Rachel and she welcomed my kiss and our subsequent sharing of the fluids back and forth as we French kissed. Sarah pointed out to TJ and Jake that I was already snowballing with Rachel.

TJ was watching us when I turned before going back for more. “You don’t mind that?” he asked almost in shock.

I shook my head. “It sounds much worse to a guy than it is. Your stuff is about as pure and sanitary as it gets. I like it better with lots of pussy juice, but either with or without, it’s not bad.”

He turned back to Lindsay and she spread her legs and roughly gestured at her messy and dripping hole. Even from eight feet away, I could see his jizz starting to seep out of her pussy’s inner depths. He looked and shook his head. “I can’t do it.”

Rachel winked at me and then got on all fours and crawled across the carpet to Lindsay. She looked at TJ and said, “Coward. Let me show you.” She leaned in and collected every drop of the white gooey fluid from between Lindsay’s legs. I could tell that she was storing it up. She also made ‘yummy’ noises just to provoke TJ.

Rachel then turned to TJ and pulled him into a hot kiss. I knew what was happening when I heard him make a strangling and argumentative sound with his mouth full of what she’d given him – the entire load in a French kiss. The rest of us laughed. Rachel kept on with the lip lock and holding his head to her mouth with both hands.

When she broke the kiss, she came over to me and we did a visible and erotic French kiss. I made no resistance at all. Of course, I could taste the cum on her. It made me smile that I’d passed her test.

Jake had watched and then decided to be daring. He went down on Sarah, and did a lot of tongue and mouth action to clean her up and arouse her some more. TJ looked chagrined. Sarah was dishing out praise, but said nothing further to goad TJ.

After that round, I helped Sarah bring out water, Diet Coke, and some wine. The six of us sat around naked with the mellow music playing. Rachel waxed on about how this was the best night in her life and she was so glad that she’d started dirty dancing with the guy that turned her on – me. I had to admit, I was pretty glad she did, too.

TJ and Jake both admitted that the evening was their sexual peak in life by a wide margin. TJ even admitted to not a lot of experience.

We had a second round without all the swapping around that we did at first. I romanced Rachel and I guess I overdid it, because after we were enjoying our after glows and I was still buried deep inside her pussy in a semi-excited state, she told me that she loved me. I didn’t think that the use of the ‘L’ word was a valid statement only five or six hours after you met somebody.

“Rachel, I hear you say that, but I can’t reciprocate at this point. I’m Sarah’s boyfriend, and this weekend we even stretched that by my being with Lindsay, her sister – and then we had this ... six-some. I guess you could hang around on the same basis that Lindsay says she’s going to do. I think your eyes are blurred a little by the sex we’ve had, and, by the way, for me that was great sex. You’re a star. We can grow our relationship from here.” We shared a romantic kiss.

Rachel said, “I understand, and thank you for allowing me to be with you guys. I’ll make sure that it’s all right with Sarah and Lindsay, too. I don’t steal boyfriends, but if you can fit me in, I want to be around you – and them, too, for that matter. I liked eating out Lindsay.” I could see her realization that she hadn’t done anything with Sarah.

Rachel put in a special effort to clean up Sarah’s drippy crotch after that round ended, and then moved over to do a repeat on Lindsay. At that point, TJ and Jake dressed and left to go back to their hotel. Even the draw of watching Rachel slaver all over the other girls’ pussy couldn’t keep them. They had to pack because they were flying back to Maryland on an early flight. They left about four a.m. We were all pretty well fucked out.

Sarah turned the tables on Rachel after the guys left and started to eat the accumulated cum and juices from her pussy. That worked especially well, because, as I’d found out hours earlier, Rachel was highly orgasmic and loved oral sex. The two women kept going until Rachel begged for a rest, and by then both Sarah and Lindsay were tired.

The four of us piled into Sarah’s large bed and went to sleep. We wisely agreed to skip our run in the morning.

Lindsay flew back to Miami first thing on Monday morning. Sarah, Rachel, and I gave her a sex-filled Sunday night. We’d gone back to the beach after Rachel ran home and got her bathing suit and some casual clothes. Of course, around noon on Sunday, she was doing the walk of shame, still wearing her club dress as she took an Uber to her apartment.

While we were at the beach, we learned more about Rachel. She was a graphics designer and worked for a company that put out about two-dozen magazines along the Gulf Coast. They made their money from the advertising. She graduated in marketing and computer design from the local Ringling School of Art and Design, and elected to stay in the area rather than return home to the D.C. area where she’d grown up. She was a year older than me, although she looked like she’d just turned eighteen.

Rachel’s bikini was much more modest than Lindsay or Sarah’s. There was some discussion about where they’d bought their suits, and I could see that Rachel wanted to be more daring. As she put it, “Your porn star next door inspires me.” We were again attracting attention, me with three beauties. Guys were going out of their way to walk by our blanket and umbrella.

Lindsay packed up everything in her back pack but what she was going to wear Monday. We got a pizza for dinner, and then ganged up on our departing friend. By bedtime, she was a basket case and had cum about a dozen times and still had cum leaking from her well-licked pussy.

I also made love to Sarah and again had romantic sex with Rachel, and then we slept together again. I was late for work, and probably had that freshly fucked look about me.

When I got home after work, I found Sarah in her kitchen making a salad and cooking a salmon steak for us. I went and kissed her and then went and changed into casual clothes in my own condo unit.

When I returned, everything was ready to eat, so we sat down. I poured us some wine.

“Sarah, I just want to touch base about everything that went on this weekend. That was the most sexual weekend of my life. That aside, I want to be sure that you and I are all right, what with me having sex with Lindsay and Rachel? I love you and don’t want to feel you slipping away for any reason, especially me being insensitive to your feelings or needs.”

Sarah leapt up and came around the table into my arms and kissed me. “I’ve been so worried that you’d be angry with me because I fucked TJ and Jake, and then ate out Lindsay and Rachel. I was glad that you picked up Rachel, and that you two got together, but I was worried about my behavior and not yours.”