Chapter 19: The Rest of the Vacation – Part 2

Time With Tasha

Tasha sounded very happy when Diana, Sasha and I walked into the clubhouse.

“Good morning. We were going to send out a search and rescue team for you,”

Diana was the first to reply. “No need Tasha. When I walked in, they were still going at it and they asked me to join them.”

“Damn! Di, I missed all the fun,” Tasha whined.

“It’s not THAT much fun,” Sasha said blushing.

“Right, Sasha!” Tasha teased. “And one size fits all and I’ll respect you in the morning!”

“Well it was sort of fun.” Sasha grinned and blushed. “Mick is a wonderful lover, as you will discover.”

“I will?” Tasha asked.

“Yes. I told you that I expect him to keep his promises. I really want you to make love to him, Tasha. I want him to experience having sex with you and have those big titties of yours in his face and mouth while he does it. I want him to feel them bounce around when he does you doggie.”

“OK! Let’s go!” I said quickly.

I stood and held out my hand to Tasha. She paused and looked into Sasha’s eyes and into mine.

“You’re serious,” Tasha asked, sounding very unsure.

“Yup,” I answered.

“Tasha, remember what I said?” Sasha explained. “Mick is going to see you around the office and I don’t want him wondering what you and your big tits would be like in the sack. We don’t have an official commitment yet, so now is your chance.”

“Tasha, I’ve figured out that I’m at the mercy of Sasha’s logic,” I explained as best I could. “I will do whatever you want me to do, but I would like to do it after I have breakfast. Sasha kind of drained my gas tank last night and this morning.”

“Hey! Diana helped!” Sasha defended herself.

“She did?” Jos asked as she walked up to our table.

“Yeah, Jos. Diana came to wake us up this morning and we had a three-way. Mick had sort of done it yesterday, so we did it again.”

“Who was where?” Jos asked.

“We switched, and he got to cum in both of us and we got to cum all over his face,” Sasha explained as if it was an everyday thing.

“It was new and sort of interesting,” I said, trying to make it seem like it was no big deal.

“Mick, I can’t think of another man who would describe a three-way with these two as sort of interesting. What would you like for breakfast?”

“What did y’all have?” I asked.

Tasha picked up a napkin like she was reading off a menu. “We had pancakes and bacon. The batter is all gone, but we still have bacon and I can get you some eggs.”

“We’ll make breakfast, Tasha. You sit with Mick and get your day planned out,” Sasha said.

“I already have it planned. So as soon as you are done with breakfast we can get going,” Tasha had her wonderful evil grin fired up.

Sasha pushed me down onto my chair when I rose to help with the cooking.

“Relax, you are going to need your rest.”

Sasha patted me on the back and smiled at Tasha as she walked away.

“Are you sure about this, Mick?” Tasha leaned towards me and whispered.

“Yup. I wasn’t, but Sasha went to great lengths to get me to understand her reasoning and I can see it. I found it a bit distasteful at first, because I really do love her. But she talked me out of that distaste. So, what we choose to do is up to you.”

“Wow,” Tasha shook her head. “This vacation just gets more and more weird.”

“I know, right?” I was still amazed at the path I’d been thrown on.

Diana and Sasha made bacon, scrambled eggs and sourdough toast. The three of us ate and Tasha joined in when we started talking about some of the crap going on at work. I was amazed at how oblivious I was to the things around me at the company.

The ladies all talked about the strange men who lived in their apartment complex. They told me about married guys that would hit on them and how they were all so glad to have found someone like me. They finally came to the conclusion that if there was one guy like me, then there was hope that there could be more.

We cleaned up, then Tasha smiled at everyone and pulled me out the front door.

“Come on Mick, I want to go to The Hide-A-Way.”

“OK.”

“Or would you rather do this in bed?” she asked.

By the way she acted, I was sure that I was about to be screwed into the next day. Tasha certainly seemed to be ready to go, and after our time together, she seemed to be ready to fulfill her promise that the game was on.

“Would I rather do what in bed? You haven’t told me what we are going to do.”

“Mick, we are going to cuddle, and you are going to play with my girls, and I am going to try to make love to you.”

“Try to?”

“Yeah. I am going to try to pretend that we are making love and not just fucking.” Tasha’s head dropped in sadness. “I feel like the team playing to win third place. You play for pride more than anything else. I know that I’m not going to end up with you, and I know that I really do love you. At some point over the next two weeks I am going to sit down and have a big girl cry over meeting you and losing you.”

“I’m sorry, Tasha. I feel bad. I feel like the team that has the first-round draft pick and three great choices. Three great, game breaking, life changing choices. I am going to be really happy with my choice, but I’m going to feel bad that I couldn’t take the other two as well. When the picks I can’t take are successful, I am going to be so very happy for them.”

“How are you going to feel if those picks go undrafted?”

“Like shit.” That killed the buzz.

We found a hidden spot and set our towels down. We lay down and embraced. After a while I realized that Tasha was just holding on for dear life. She didn’t want to let go.

“Tasha? At some point you are going to have to release me.”

“No!”

“Yes,” I said softly. “I’ve chosen Sasha. Diana knows, and she’s accepted it. You need to do the same.”

“No, I don’t. I can try to win you over to the dark side. We have titties! I want to do the things I didn’t do when I found out you were a virgin.”

“You mean the things you wouldn’t do because Diana was your best friend?”

“She is still my best friend, damn it! I want you so bad and I want to steal you from Sasha and Diana, but I don’t want to do anything to hurt them.”

“Well that leaves us with a long list of don’t dos.”

“I know,” she said as she resigned herself to our situation.

“Tasha, maybe this will make it easier for us. Sasha has asked, no demanded, that I make love to you. Not fuck you. She wants me to experience the best you have so I don’t get the urge someday to drag you into a broom closet at work and bang you there.”

“It wouldn’t work. The broom closets are already reserved and have a waiting list.”

I looked at her, not sure if she was telling me the truth or exaggerating.

“Is it really that bad? I had a hard time believing some of the stories you ladies told.”

“Mick, I swear on my love for you, I can guarantee that every story you were told was true.”

“OK, so no broom closets,” I affirmed.

She chuckled but didn’t relax or release her hold on me.

“Mick, I wish I hadn’t done what I did on Sunday. I wish that I had given you my best right then and there. I want you to love me.”

“Tasha, I do love you. I know it doesn’t make you happy, but you ended up third in a very close race. If Sasha and Diana were not in the picture, I could easily fall in love with you and spend the rest of my life with you.”

“But they are there.”

“Yes, they are. Diana asked me what it would take for her to move into first place and I couldn’t tell her. Sasha just has something that has grabbed my soul.”

“Do we have to have sex? Whether you call it making love or fucking, do we have to?”

“If I go back to Sasha and tell her that you wouldn’t have sex with me, what do you think that she will say or do?”

“She will find me and throw you on top of me and force your dick into my pussy.”

“I wasn’t thinking of anything quite that drastic. But you are correct that she would not be happy.”

Tasha released her grip on me and pushed me back a little. “Mick, suck on my tits, please.”

I took Tasha’s right breast in both hands and brought my mouth down to the nipple. I was amazed that it took two hands to hold on to one of her breasts where it only took one to hold Diana’s or Jos’s or Lissa’s. Sasha had no tits. After latching on I began to gently suck on the nub until it was almost a half an inch long.

I squeezed the soft flesh. Had she been able to give milk, Tasha would have been squirting white liquid all over my face. Tasha rolled herself so that she was straddling my leg and she began the now familiar movement of masturbating herself on my thigh. I flexed the muscle in my leg and provided a harder surface for her to rub against and it worked. In a few minutes between my suckling and her rubbing, Tasha had an orgasm.

“That was nice. Thank you. Now let’s switch sides. Suck on my other tit and I will rub on your other leg.”

I chuckled and kissed her lips.

“OK.”

She changed legs and I latched on, pulling her nipple out as far as I had the other. I pressed it between my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I tried my best to draw out of her breast anything that I could, while she rubbed faster and faster on my thigh. When I thought she was close, I flexed my thigh muscle again and Tasha went off again.

“Oh my ... that was better than the first one.”

“I’m glad. Now, would you mind if I did some kissing and sucking on your pussy?”

“Not my vagina?”

“It has been impressed on me that when in the presence of a beautiful woman,” I paused to poke her left breast, “who is naked and desirable ... that it is advisable to choose more common words.”

“I like it when you talk about my pussy.”

“And I like it when you talk about my cock.”

“Wow! How the world has changed.”

“I guess so. I don’t mind using the words if you don’t. I just never talked like that before.”

“But you were deployed in the Army! How could you NOT use the words.”

“I had other things on my mind and I lived my life like I did a couple of weeks ago. I did my job and kept out of others business. My soldiers could count on me as much as I could count on them, and that is what was really important.”

“So, I can count on you to take care of my needs?”

“For the entire day and tonight. I will dedicate myself to fulfilling every need you have.”

“Fuck me.”

“OK.”

I immediately rolled her on her back and spread her legs with my own and began to slide my penis along her vagina until I got hard, then I used my hand to place the head of my penis against her and pushed. I slipped in about a third of my length and as I was pulling back before driving into her, when Tasha began to cry.

“Stop, please,” she begged.

I withdrew from her and moved to lie next to her.

“What are you doing!?” Tasha was pissed.

“You told me to fuck you. If I have learned anything in the past week and a half, it’s the difference between sex and love. Sex is fucking. It doesn’t mean anything and the only person it hurts are the people doing it.”

“It hurts them?” Tasha wiped her eyes.

“Yes, because they could be sharing a wonderful gift between them and they would rather just bang away with the goal of only satisfying themselves.”

“You sound like you don’t like fucking.”

“I don’t. My mother fucked. My dad made love. He got hurt. I got hurt. If I hadn’t been so ignorant when we were together, I would have made love to you without putting my cock into your pussy.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. I’ve learned so much. May I show you?”

Tasha looked at me like I had two heads.

“Who are you and what have you done with that virgin nerd named Mick?”

I hugged her and chuckled a bit.

“Part of this is your fault, Tasha. You opened my eyes for the first time. Now, may I please make love to you and show you how I really feel about you.”

“Really?”

“Yes. I owe you that, at least. In the end, I would like to keep you in my life as a great friend and as a confidant. I trust you.”

Tasha clutched me to her body and began to sob.

“Damn you! I’m going to miss this.”

I kissed her lips and we shared several minutes of French kissing. As we kissed, her hands found my penis, and my hands found the moist entrance of her pussy. I pressed a finger into her vagina from behind and squeezed her butt cheek with the other.

“Oh, Mick. That is nice. Would you please use your mouth on me?”

“Shall I show you what Jos taught me?”

“Jos really sends me; so yes, please do.”

I moved down her body and lay between her legs. Her pubic hair was almost as black as Sasha’s, but it was curly and trimmed to a wide strip. I noticed a slight bit of hair between the top of her pubic hair and her belly button. I hadn’t noticed that before when we were just walking around or hanging out.

“Tasha, may I ask a question?”

“Sure.”

“You didn’t think that we were going to be doing this, did you?”

“Why do you ask?”

“I just noticed something that I had not seen before.”

“I know what it is,” she said before she traced the sparse hair from her pussy to her belly button with her fingers. “Do you like it?”

“I’m not sure that like or dislike is the correct question.”

“It is sometimes called a glory trail because it goes from the belly button down to glory.”

“Oh, I like that concept. I was just wondering.”

I moved to Tasha’s belly button and began to set the mood again. I licked, kissed and nibbled her belly button, then used my lips to pull on the sparse hairs of her glory trail. Tasha began to hum. That was a new reaction. The ladies had panted, groaned, moaned, and even purred, but none had hummed. I took it as a positive and continued to do it until I got to the top of her bush.

When I got there, I softly exhaled a warm breath onto Tasha’s mons and vulva and she hummed louder. I pressed my face into her thick, black, curly mass and found her clit. It was easy to do because it was large and hard. Using my fingers, I spread open the black bush and was rewarded with a bright pink set of labia topped with a very hard nub. I ran my tongue around the nub and Tasha began to moan.

I’d learned what that meant, so I kept doing what I was doing, and began to pay closer attention to how Tasha’s body reacted. When she began to lift her hips, I used suction to get a grip on her large clit. I looked towards her face, and to my surprise, I couldn’t see her face. Tasha had one of her nipples in each hand, and was pulling her breasts straight out and away from her body.

In a few minutes Tasha crunched her abdominal muscles and tried to squeeze her legs closed. Unlike the other ladies, there was no change in the level of moisture in or around her vagina, but her clit began to shrink in size and almost disappear. She rested her hips back on the towel and released her nipples, trying to catch her breath.

I began to use my fingers to trace the edges of her labia, stopping every revolution to slip one or two fingers into her vagina. I was looking for her G-spot. I guess I should have guessed that since her clitoris was large that her G-spot would be larger. It was a bit more pronounced and seemed rougher to the touch.

I began to stroke her two sensitive areas at the same time and her reaction was to reach down and grab my hands. I stopped moving and she stopped pulling at them.

“Are you all right, my love?”

“Yeah, I just got real sensitive all of a sudden. That was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. It felt wonderful, but my clit feels like it’s on fire and the inside feels more tender.”

“I’m sorry. None of the other ladies reacted like that. What can I do?”

“Hold me and cuddle until I am recovered. The next time you use your mouth pay attention to how I react.”

“I thought I was.”

“You were. Oh boy, you were. But when I start to get close back off. Then you can enter me with your fingers or your cock and it will send me off like a rocket.”

“Is that what I want to do?”

“Yes, Mick, it is. Rockets! Big ones! I can’t wait to cum with you inside me.”

“Do you want me to be on top of you? Or would you rather you do cowgirl or doggie.”

“Well, listen to you,” Tasha looked at me with, what? Pride? “Actually, I would love to be on top so you can play with the girls while you are inside me. We could also do reverse cowgirl.”

“What is that?” The idea of something new got my attention.

“It is like cowgirl, but I have my back to you. It offers some options that you might like.”

“Like what?”

“Oh, I think it will be better for you to find out for yourself. I’m feeling better, would you like to continue?”

“I would if you would.”

“You didn’t cum, did you?”

“No.”

“Why didn’t you say so, I could have finished you off with my mouth or my hands or the girls could have taken care of you.”

“I told you, I’m here for you.”

“But I want you to be happy too.”

“Tasha, I am getting to spend time alone with you. I’m happy. I’m getting to make love to you. I get to taste your pussy and I’m going to get to have sex with you. I’m doing great!”

“All right. This time I want you to cum.”

“OK. Where?”

“I would like it a lot if you came inside me. I want to imagine that you are making a baby with me. That has been my fantasy since I first met you at work.”

“Really? I probably hadn’t said 50 words to you and you wanted to have my babies?”

“Crazy, huh?”

“Yeah. Crazy. But I’ll be proud to do that if it will help make your fantasy a little more real.”

She kissed me and we began the process all over again. This time I read her body and when she was getting close, I backed off. She pouted as she came down before she went over the edge. Finally, she had enough of that.

“Mick, if you don’t get your man meat inside me really fast, I am going to go Anita Bobbitt on you.”

“Ouch! OK, do you want it slow and soft or do you want me to drive you into the ground?”

“Really?”

“Yes. Do you want me to do you soft and slow or hard and fast?”

“Are we going to do this some more?”

“Yes, my love. We have the rest of the day and all night.”

“In that case, pound me!”

I began to eat her out and bring her to her peak. I switched to my fingers and brought her up again. Just as she was starting to tighten up, I rolled us over and got her on top of me. I replaced my fingers with my cock and I pushed up into her. She began to grind her hips back and forth faster and after a few thrusts I was matching her tempo. She was panting and making small screaming grunts with each thrust.

“Here I come, Tasha. I’m going to give you a baby!”

“Do it! Make a baby in me. Do it! Do it!”

Thrust.

Thrust.

Thrust, and there I went.

“Oh Shit!” She repeated, “Oh Shit!” with each of my first four spurts. I was pressed as deeply up into her as I could get, and it felt different.

She leaned forward and flattened her large breasts on my chest. I had forgotten all about her breasts. I’d never even touched them.

“Mick, that was wonderful.”

“I didn’t play with the girls.”

“That’s OK. They’ll get theirs later. It felt like you shoved your cock right into my womb. That shot was a baby maker if there ever was one. I will feel that one in every fantasy for the rest of my life.”

I began to stroke her bare back and butt, and even the tops of the back of her thighs. She shivered several times. After a few minutes she raised her head, looked me in the eyes and kissed me.