Chapter 8: Staying Naked All Day

I went down on Maryanne, lapping the jizz dripping from where it had already leaked from her pussy before starting to suction Wes’ man juice from inside her. As my tongue hit her clit, Maryanne came again with a loud sigh. “Oh, fuck, Sheila,” she muttered, “Don’t stop.”

I didn’t stop. I brought my fingers into play and started to pry the semen deep inside her to the surface so I could get my dose of protein.

Maryanne whispered to me, “Sheila, sixty-nine with me. I want to eat you too.” The request coming from the sexually shy girl was almost a command to me; it was also a huge surprise.

I rose and straddled her head. Before I could even lower my pussy to her mouth, a large dollop of Ted’s cum dripped from my pussy and caught Maryanne right on her cheek. As I looked down at her between us, she expressed surprise, but then she used a finger and her tongue to slide the viscous white fluid into her mouth. From the look on her face, she’d never tasted cum before and she was making up her mind whether she liked it or not.

I lowered my sodden cunt to her mouth and then put my mouth back over Maryanne’s pussy, paying special attention to her clit in hopes that she’d make similar moves on me. She did, and it wasn’t long before I spasmed in an orgasm, and pushed more of Ted’s cum from my body into her eager mouth. I also wondered if some of the cum from the afternoon video shoot might be in the mix.

Eventually, I rolled off Maryanne, and we just cuddled on the chaise as the guys watched us, and also watched Em and Ann as they duplicated what Maryanne and I had been doing.

Ryan was the first to fully recover. He came over and asked Maryanne if she’d like to be with him. She replied with some enthusiasm that she did, and so I got up and left the two of them to a second round of lovemaking. Maryanne lunged for Ryan’s large cock, and immediately started a blowjob. I remember thinking that maybe she wasn’t as innocent as I first thought, or maybe this was her coming out party.

In the second round of our sex play, Ted coupled with Em, Jon took Ann, and Wes came back to me. I liked the way Wes made love, so it was a pleasure to entertain his cock for a full session.

As Wes and I lay in our afterglows, his cock still embedded deep inside me, I whispered to him, “Wes, if you care about Em, you need to be sure she knows you’re not throwing her to the curb for Maryanne.”

He pulled away and looked at me with surprise, “You think she thinks that. I’d never do that to her. I love her.” I heard great sincerity in his tone.

“I’m just thinking about how I’d react if a cute, innocent girl like Maryanne made love with my guy, and you know from how I live that I’m pretty open to poly relationships and group sex. We always take care to talk to the others we love and make sure they don’t feel left out or excluded or unloved. I talked to Em and I’ve made sure she knows I have no designs on you, that we just enjoy the sex and loving with each other and nothing more. She trusts me, but Maryanne’s an unknown, and she is all gaga over you.”

Wes kissed me. “Thank you for that nudge.” He thought a moment and added, “And, I’ll have to be careful with Maryanne so that she doesn’t create a set of expectations that are unrealistic about us. If you could help with that, I’d appreciate it.”

“I will.”

When we went to bed, Wes made sure that Em went with him. I smiled inwardly knowing that just in that single move he did more to reassure her than any words he could have possibly said.

I went with Ryan, and we had another ‘off screen’ fuck. He was a powerhouse, but also knew just the right buttons to push to get me going and get me off. Ted took his wife to bed, and Jon gladly took Maryanne to the bedroom across the hall from us; we all left our doors open, and I could hear Maryanne getting fucked a third time at the same time Ryan had his cock pistoning in and out of my sweet cunt. I think she was taking to group sex like a fish to water.

In the morning, Maryanne appeared in the kitchen wrapped in a towel. The others that were there already, and we were completely nude. We were also playful.

I sidled over to Maryanne and gave her a really hot kiss good morning. I also tugged at the edge of the towel; “You won’t be needing this for a while.”

She looked at me kind of funny, “But you and the other women are so pretty. Your bodies are perfect. Mine is kind of chunky here and there ... plus it’s daytime.”

I pulled harder on the towel. “Come on, Maryanne. Give it up. You’re as sexy and desirable as any of us. I loved making love to you last night, and I want to do it again.”

Just then Ryan came up behind Maryanne. He put his arms around her, and helped pry the towel from her hands, leaving her delightfully nude. He large breasts shimmied into view, but his hands were quick to cup each gelatinous globe and to massage them until the nipples were standing as erect as the Eiffel Tower. I noticed his cock was also standing at attention and rubbing against her hip.

Ryan nuzzled into Maryanne’s neck and whispered into her ear in a sexy way. She turned into him, and they kissed. I heard her say in low voice tinged with incredulity, “You really think so, but you’re such a hunk?”

Ryan looked at us and said, “I think we’ll be back in a few minutes. We have some important business to conduct.” He led Maryanne back towards the bedroom wing. Wisely, the rest of us remained quiet lest we embarrass Maryanne more than she might already have been.

Wes declared the day an ‘off’ day for everyone but himself, Ted, and Ann, who were all concerned with the two solid days of videos they had to review, process, and backup. After breakfast, the three of them piled into Ted’s van and they headed off to Wes’ studio office where he told us he had an audio-visual man’s dream in terms of equipment for playback and editing. One of the free-lance editors that Wes used was also meeting them.

Ryan and Jon took off, too. Ryan had to go to his regular job, and Jon had another recording gig with a new singer he’d promised to help with the audio and mixing as she cut a demo album.

Em, Maryanne, and I migrated to the patio with our second cups of coffee. We were still nude, and I could tell that Maryanne was self-conscious. Part of that uneasiness no doubt stemmed from the cum running down her legs from her fuck with Ryan only minutes earlier.

Em ran a finger up her Maryann’s thigh to her pussy as she went to sit down, collecting a wodge of the cum from her morning fuck as she went up the shapely leg. She held the finger out to Maryanne when she was through, offering her the cum.

Maryanne studied the cum covered finger, and then leaned forward and took the entire finger into her mouth. As she did, she looked at Em and slowly a devilish smile emerged on her face as she sucked on her finger.

Em asked her, “Are you a submissive?”

After Maryanne swallowed, she said, “I don’t know. I know what you mean. I read Fifty Shades of Grey, but I’ve never thought of myself that way.”

Em turned to me and said in an autocratic tone, “Sheila, I want you to get down on your knees and eat all that cum from Maryanne’s cunt. I want you to give her at least one orgasm.”

I knew instantly the game we were suddenly playing. I put my towel down on the ground as a knee pad, knelt on it, and buried my face in young Maryanne’s pussy. She smelled divine - sexual, and tasted even better. Between tongue and fingers, it only took me five minutes to bring her off. Maryanne watched me in awe, disbelieving that I could become so submissive in just an instant.

Em had sat down next to us and watched our lewd performance as she rubbed her own clit. Maryanne was a near puddle when I was through. The orgasm left her panting and flushed.

Em said to me in a strong directive tone, “Sheila, I want you to fist me; I’ve never had that done to me but I saw it in a porn movie I watched with Wes. Maryanne I want you to come next to me and suck on my breasts and watch her so you know what to do the next time I ask.”