Chapter 5: Cunnilingus and Group Sex

Alice sat on the kitchen counter with a beer in her hand. She wore cutoffs and that sexy man's shirt with the tails tied in a knot just under her breasts.

Alice exclaimed, "You mean you didn't go down on the girls? I thought I taught you better than to leave a girl wanting."

Bob said, "Honest, I sized up the situation and thought we'd do better to leave when we did. Sheila was horny but embarrassed for what she'd done. Zoey was more than satisfied, and probably wanted to get fucked."

Alice rolled her eyes.

Jim said, "We were very cuddly in saying goodbye and thank you. I promised we'd be back tonight and that we'd turn the tables on them. I left it to them to figure out what that meant."

Alice scolded, "They may be cold dead fishes tonight."

Matt said, "Except for one thing. I whispered to Zoey as we left, that she should try to see if Sheila might be interested in sharing herself. She understood and looked interested."

Bob said, "You didn't tell us that. Wow! What'd she say?"

"She just gave me a look that said 'That is a great idea.'"

"Do you think Zoey and Sheila did something together after we left?" Alice asked with great interest, obviously intrigued that a couple of the girls might be as bisexual as she was.

Matt said, "I wouldn't be surprised, and I did get to feel Zoey's pussy, although it was through her thong. I'm hoping tonight we can be a little more relaxed."

Jim asked, "What time are we meeting them?

"We're bringing dinner to Sheila's about six-thirty. Her parents are still away two more nights."

Alice warned, "You'd better bring a gourmet dinner that says 'I love you' in a hundred different ways."

Matt said, "Then we'd better get on it. We have to be there in two hours."

Exactly at six-thirty, three cars pulled up in front of Sheila's home. Zoey and Sheila appeared at the door almost instantly wearing normal casual clothes.

The men each got out of their cars wearing tuxedos. Every step was precise and calculated. Reaching into their rear seats, they extracted several large glass platters covered with silver covers. Bob's was slightly smaller, but he also carried a large picnic basket in his other hand.

The men marched in step to the front door, and as the girls held the door open, right into the dining room. No one said a word despite the greetings from the girls.

Bob immediately cleared the dining room table, opened his basket, and spread out a damask tablecloth, and silver place settings for each of them. He set out five fine china places and side plates. He extracted two bottles of wine and cooling baskets, and set those on the table. Next were some flowers for each place at the table where the girls would sit, and then attractively folded napkins.

As Bob was setting the table, Matt and Jim were unwrapping the main courses: salads, bowls of lobster bisque, a salmon soufflé, Mediterranean vegetables, and a light cheese cake for dessert.

Zoey and Sheila stood in the doorway to the dining room watching the trio in action. No one said a word, although both girls had tried to engage the men in conversation at first.

When all was done Jim and Matt stood at attention at the side of the dining room. Bob acted as the maître d' and circled the table ensuring that each detail was done to perfection. Once satisfied, sometimes with minor adjustments to the placement of a fork or spoon, he rushed to the doorway where the women were standing.

"Oh, ladies. Forgive me for not being here instantly when you arrived. Your table is ready, and your guests should be here momentarily." He offered his arms to each of them, and escorted them into the room, holding their chair, seating them, and placing the napkin in their laps after crisply snapping it in the air.

While the girls smiled and laughed occasionally over the theatrics, the men kept a formal look to their faces. This was a five-star restaurant and the hired help did not fraternize with the customers.

Eventually, they all left the room, and then one at a time reentered, kissed each girl, and sat in their places. Dinner from there on was more normal, except the food was pure five stars.

Whenever something needed to be cleared, the men rotated responsibility for jumping into action and clearing the table to the kitchen.

Sheila smiled and laughed, "What are you trying to do with all this? Why?"

Matt responded with joy, "We love you, and want to impress you. This just seemed like one way we could send you that message, albeit a little corny."

Sheila was speechless at the frankness of his statement, and at his use of the 'L' word. She instantly got tears in her eyes but toughed through the moment without any rolling down her cheeks.

Zoey said, "You did all of this just to impress us?"

Jim nodded. "Matt said it well. We love you all, Monica included although she's away for another few days. We have to admit to cheating; the meal came from Antoine's French restaurant, and he loaned us the platters and covers and all."

Somehow the conversation moved to Bob's ten secrets to life, happiness, and success. He reiterated the list as he had it so far, and then led a discussion about the kinds of goals we should each have. He made sure we all knew to write them down, and keep them in front of us every day."

Sheila suggested that the Law of Attraction came into play because of the goal setting and constant focus on them. "If you can visualize it and feel what it would be like, what you wish for will come to you."

Bob said, "I agree, and you have to take action. You have to 'feel' like you're achieving it; like you have achieved it. You can't wish for a pile of money or a new car, and then sit back and do nothing. You have to act and help the universe deliver on that goal."

Zoey listened with fascination and obviously soaked up the discussion like a sponge. Finally, she asked, "Did you men set goals that involved us – Monica, Sheila and me?"

She was then quiet, but stared at Bob, Jim, and Matt in turn. This was the one question the men had avoided answering in all the earlier discussions. Sheila had also turned to await the answer, pleased that her best friend had been so insightful as to ask it.

Bob started the answer, "Yes. We talked about whom our dream girls were; whom we wanted in our lives more than anyone else in the universe."

Jim jumped in, "I'd had a fantasy about Sheila for years, but it had matured from when I was fourteen to something more realistic and meaningful today. When I saw her friends, I realized I wanted not only her, but also you Zoey and Monica in my life."

Matt said, "I felt the same way. The one thing that stood in our way was your attitudes towards men. We joked with you about it a few weeks ago, but you were each considered an ice princess. We decided not to let that get in the way of believing that we could achieve our goal."

Bob said, "We knew that to win your hearts we had to win your minds and trust. We've been going very slowly in terms of dating you. We really wanted to get to know you better than anything, and have you know us and know that we were sincere and authentic. We believed that if we were careful with you – as you deserve, and followed some good advice we got, that we could win all of you over to want to be with us." He put the emphasis on the last word.

Sheila and Zoey were looking from man to man as they spoke almost as if they were watching a three-sided tennis match. Their faces were expressionless.

Jim said, "We were not mechanical in our approach. We really liked you ... and now love you, and we hope that you can accept that we had you as our primary relationship goal for all time – and I do mean for forever."

The three men looked at the two women in silence at that point. Their eyes shifted between the two women. Bob hoped that the whole idea of them all being together hadn't just exploded to smithereens before his eyes.

Sheila stood and pulled Zoey up as well. They each went to each man and hugged him, and gave a kiss.

Sheila said, "That's so sweet. I really believe what you said, and I'm glad you've taken your time with us. We needed it. Each of us had some bad experiences with men, and you've surely taken me beyond those."

Zoey nodded in agreement.

Zoey and Sheila pulled the men into the family room, despite a weak protest about clearing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen.

One by one each person was stripped of his or her clothing by the members of the opposite sex. The tuxedos were carefully draped over chairs, and the casual clothes the girls wore disappeared as well. A million passionate and loving kisses passed between each pairing.

The men were agog as the women removed every last trace of clothing, leaving them nude and unbelievably desirable. The men all sported hard-ons of epic proportions – perfect 'tens' as Jim referred to the on his ten-point scale.

When the five of them stood in the dim light, Jim went to Sheila and took her to a sofa. He lowered her back so she was sitting, and then nestled his face between her legs. As his tongue touched her slit, she emitted a long, low growl of sexual satisfaction. "Oh, God. Sooooooo niiiiiccccceeee."

Bob cradled Sheila's upper body, kissed her, and then focused attention on stimulating her breasts in accompaniment to Jim's pussy attack. The kisses and words of affection were icing on the cake.

Beside them, Matt had his face buried in Zoey's pussy, his tongue going wild when he wasn't latched onto her clit or licking and sucking for all he was worth.

Zoey came only a moment later in a fireworks display that rivaled that in the Nation's capital on July fourth. She rolled from that orgasm into another, and then another. She'd been thinking about sex since the night before and this was the result.

Sheila seemed to be ascending a staircase to the highest mountain in the world. Eventually, the two men brought her to the top, and then helped her jump into a land of orgasmic bliss far beyond anything she'd ever experienced.

Sheila wailed, and then cried in happiness because the pleasure was beyond anything she'd experienced or even imagined. Bob held her tight, and then Jim was beside her too also cuddling her body.

Matt looked over and winked at Jim. The pair changed places. After Jim had held Zoey for a little, he went down on her again. His cunnilingus style was different, and unique, at least according to Alice. Zoey quickly responded to his technique, and soon soared into Orgasmland again.

Sheila got down on her knees alternately sucking on Matt and Bob, when Jim looked over. He smiled at her quick recovery, and willingness to return the oral sex favors bestowed upon her. Just watching her lithe body in front of the other men as she performed for them made his cock harder than a rock.

Zoey inhaled the missile in front of her, and Jim jumped, but in pleasure. She counter-rotated both hands around his shaft as she bobbed up and down on the head.

In only a few minutes, the men each came at the hands and mouths of their women. They were basket cases for a few moments, panting and breathing heavy, just as the women had done in response to their orgasms.