Chapter 3

All week at work in the home center, I thought about last weekend.

God, Shari was just amazing. And then she brought up the other girl, Kim, the slender little Oriental girl.

The virgin.

Yeah, I had a hard on all week. Well, last weekend Shari had asked about what I masturbated about. This weekend, I could tell her.

Everything!

I realized I was surrounded by women. Well, it was no different than usual, but now I noticed them. All ages, all body types. I was just on a testosterone high.

But it was Shari that kept occupying my thoughts. Her voluptuous body, so hot and willing and, yes, underage.

I fantasized about her and Kim, or her and me, with no restrictions on our pleasures.

We sure hadn't found any yet.

I realized I hadn't really reamed her asshole last week and filed that away for when we got together again. Weird, yeah, but I loved it. And Shari was totally comfortable with almost anything.

Shari was right, keeping our weekends for us, but not dating during the week. We would have jumped into bed (or whatever was handy) and stayed together all night and I would be totally burnt out for work.

So I just fantasized about her.

Shari dropped by work on Wednesday. She was dressed in a summer dress, fresh and innocent looking, except for the three inch heels she wore. Shari saw me and smiled.

"You have plans for the weekend?"

"Yeah, I hope so," I told her.

Shari took my arm and we walked away the counter area.

"I talked to Kim today, but she's just not ready," she told me quietly.

I nodded. It was a big step. Hell, it was a big step for me, and I wasn't virgin!

"But," she added, "my folks are driving down to my Aunt and Uncle's for the weekend. I'm going down with them Friday night, in my own car. But I told them I would come back Saturday afternoon."

I nodded.

"So we can have Saturday night together?" I asked.

Shari nodded.

"And most of Sunday. They won't be home until Sunday night. So give some thought to what you want to do."

She smiled enticingly and lifted her dress, exposing a flash of white thigh above her nylons, held up by garters.

"I'll be totally available," she leered.

Shit, that made my cock hard. Shari was the most sexually open woman I had ever met.

When she said totally available, she meant it!

She kissed me, running her tongue into my mouth quickly, then stepped back and winked.

"See you Saturday afternoon," she said. "I'll call when I get home."

Shari turned and walked out of the exit, her pretty little ass rolling under her dress.

Damn! Just five minutes with her, and my cock was harder than a rock.

By Saturday, I was on the verge of falling over with lust. I had spent the rest of the week thinking about things we could do.

The funny thing was, doing them was not the point. Being with Shari, enjoying her arousal and just being with her was the real pleasure.

I thought about Shari's lush body. God, she had such a plethora of body, big breasts, a wide, rounded ass, full thighs and a wonderfully full cunt. It was like an embarrassment of riches.

I'd never had a big girlfriend before, and while Shari was certainly not immense, she was marvelously well-rounded.

When the phone rang around three, I leapt up to answer it.

It was Shari. She sounded tired, but said to come on over.

I drove over in my truck. If Shari was tired, I decided not to push it. Hey, she's my girlfriend, not my whore.

I parked in the driveway and walked up to the door. I rang the bell and a minute later, Shari opened the door.

She did look tired, but she smiled when she saw me.

"Paul, come on in."

I noticed she wore jeans and a bright yellow top, the straps crisscrossing over her shoulders and the cleft of her breasts revealed by the low neckline. Shari loves to dress up.

Shari walked into the living room and I followed.

"You sounded tired on the phone," I told her.

Shari turned and nodded.

"Yeah," she said. "I really didn't sleep well last night."

I smiled.

"Hey, don't feel obligated to do anything. We can just kick back and take it easy."

She smiled gratefully at me.

"That's so nice of you, Paul. But I really can't just kick back."

"Why not?" I asked.

In answer she walked up to me and kissed me. I love her full lips and she parted them, so our tongues could touch and we could kiss in the abandoned way that turned me on so.

At first, I wondered what she had eaten, because her mouth tasted strange.

We continued to kiss, and the salty, musky flavor got stronger.

I pulled back and looked at her, both surprised and very turned on.

"You have cunt on your breath!" I said.

Shari smiled and nodded.

"I got lucky last night," she told me.

"Kim?" I asked, unbelievably aroused.

Shari shook her head.

"Better," she said. "My cousin, Tanya."

Wow! She'd had sex with a girl last night and now we were going to have sex.

I took her in my arms, pulling her full breasts and body against me. Shari moaned happily.

"How was it?" I asked. I wasn't jealous at all, just excited she had found a woman to enjoy. That was definitely one of her turn-ons.

She pulled away from me and smiled.

"Why don't you come upstairs and find out?" she said.

I stared at her, and heard a voice by the stairway.

"He doesn't have to come upstairs. I'm right here."

I looked over. A woman stood at the bottom of the stairs. Her hair was long, straight and golden blonde. She was pretty, in a dark way, very tanned, with bright blue eyes, set off by very dark makeup. The blonde hair had an amazing effect against her darkly tanned skin and her lips were full and red and pouty.

She wore in a blue jean skirt, short enough to show an expanse of brown thigh. Her cream colored top was cropped, and her breasts were nearly as full as Shari's. In fact, she looked a lot like Shari, except that she was taller and her skin was much darker, giving her an exotic look that contrasted wonderfully with that blonde hair.

She smiled.

"I'm Tanya," she said, with a slight Southern accent.

I guess I looked like an idiot, standing there gawking, because Shari giggled.

"I think Paul just lost it," Shari said.

Shari didn't walk towards me. Instead she walked over to Tanya, cupping one of her breasts in her hand and kissing the taller girl, wetly and thoroughly.

My cock jumped. Jesus Christ, this was sexy!

"Don't forget Paul," Tanya said, smiling and walking towards me. "He'll be jealous."

Tanya walked right up to me, tipping her head up and kissing me. I kissed back and she opened her pouty lips, flicking her tongue against mine.

I took Tanya and held her, feeling her full body and her wet lips and tongue working at mine.

Oh, god, I could taste Shari's pussy on her mouth! Tanya moved up against me, rubbing herself on my hard cock.

Then Tanya stepped back and smiled at me, then over at Shari.

"You were right, Cousin," Tanya said. "He looks like he'll be able to handle us both."

Shari nodded at her, smiling, then looked over at me. I could see the doubt in her eyes. She hoped I wasn't unhappy with the arrangement.

I smiled at her. I was ecstatic. Tanya was smaller breasted than Shari, but still ample. And her ass was wide and inviting, especially in the short jean skirt. She was about five six and sexy in a very different way than Shari was. She was harder, both in appearance and feel: She was strong under that ample body. Tanya had called her 'cousin, ' and I wouldn't be surprised. Tanya was taller and darker, but nearly as lush as Shari and their facial features were similar. They could well be related.

"You were right," Shari said to Tanya. "I don't think he minds at all."

Tanya laughed, a low, sexy chuckle. She turned and looked at me invitingly.

"You don't mind, do you, Paul?"

I shook my head. I was so horny I wasn't sure what I was thinking, but minding was not a problem.

"Not at all," I managed to say.

Shari giggled.

"Shari said you smoke?" Tanya asked.

I nodded.

"Occasionally," I said.

Shari smiled at me. I was fascinated by Tanya, but Shari didn't seem to mind. In fact, we were both checking her out.

"Let's go outside," Shari said. "My folks don't allow smoking in the house."

Tanya nodded, grabbing her cigarettes out of her purse. We went out on the back patio, into the hot day.

Shari led us around to her private area, hemmed in on all sides by fences and bushes. It was shadowed here, but not a whole lot cooler. Shari sat on one end of the old glider. She caught my eye and patted the seat beside her and I sat beside her.

Tanya sat beside me, lighting her cigarette and mine. I shared with Shari, who just looked happy.

"Tanya's a bad girl," Shari said, suggestively.

I looked at Tanya, who shrugged.

"I'm not really," she said a little defensively. "I got married at seventeen, and I've had a few experiences.

I nodded.

"What happened to your marriage?" I asked.

I saw her mask slip just long enough to realize Tanya was neither as tough or as confident as she came off. I could see the hurt in her eyes.

"He left me. He was twenty-eight, and he found a fifteen year old."

Tanya looked at me, and I could see she was a little afraid of what I would think. She and Shari had that one trait in common.

"That's sad," I said.

She took a deep drag from her cigarette and shook her head.

"Yeah, he left me for this little brat and I divorced him. Finding out I had syphilis was the last straw."

"Syphilis?" I said.

Tanya managed a sad smile.

"She was fifteen, but she was far from virgin, despite what she apparently told Tommy," Tanya said.

"That was last year," Shari said. "Tanya just turned twenty- two."

Tanya turned to me and smiled.

"Well, that's my sad story. I was really lucky, because Tommy was much older than me, and he taught me a lot about sex. That he was pretty good at. It's his fault I love sex as much as I do."

Tanya leaned over against me and looked up at me.

"I was virgin when I met him at sixteen. But he and his friends taught me a lot. Now I'm great in bed."

Tanya smiled at me, provocatively.

Shari moved up against me on the other side, pushing herself against my arm, hot and willing.

"She's safe, too," Shari told me. "She got fully tested after she had the Syphilis and she doesn't have anything now."

Tanya laughed, almost embarrassed.

"Don't be put off, Paul. I'm not a slut. In fact, Tommy and two of his friends are the only men I've ever had sex with. After the divorce, I kind of swore off men."

I nodded. A bad relationship can do that.

"And women," Shari said. "I was her second, last night."

I nodded. Jesus, this was sudden. My cock was totally ready, but my brain felt a little addled.

Tanya smiled.

"Yeah. I never realized my sweet little cousin was a pervert. But I have to tell you, she shocked me last night."

Shari giggled.

"We had a few drinks and got to messing around," Shari told me. "Then, after she went to bed, I went in and attacked her."

Tanya grinned at me.

"Yeah, I cried and screamed, but she wouldn't take no for an answer."

"You kissed ME, Tanya," Shari said.

"Well, no sex for a while can do that," Tanya said. "I was weak and vulnerable."

"Tanya plays games," Shari told me.

"Hey, Shari, don't tell him all my secrets," Tanya said. "You gotta leave some mystery in it."

Shari giggled, then got up and sat beside Tanya and kissed her.

I just sat and watched them, kissing wetly and touching each other's bodies. It was so sexy; tanned, dark Tanya with that shocking blonde hair and rather hard look and little, pale, sweet Shari, kissing uninhibitedly, their tongues on each others lips and mouths and tongues.

I put my hands on Tanya's back and she leaned back against me.

I slid my hands around her, finding her breasts, full and aroused already. They hung nicely and I began to feel her up, sliding under her little top, finding her hard, amazingly erect nipples and gently fondling them.

Tanya broke off kissing Shari and looked at me over her shoulder.

"Don't just caress them, Paul," Tanya said. "Get in there and grab them."

Shari nodded at me, her eyes bright.

"Tanya likes it rough," she said, smiling.

I took Tanya's breasts, harder. They were smaller and harder than Shari's, thought still very full. I squeezed them hard and Tanya moaned.

"Oh, shit, yeah," she said, her voice muffled by Shari's mouth. "That's more like it."

Tanya turned around and kissed me, wetly and sensually, sliding her hand down and finding my cock, hard and ready.

"Oh, shit," she said, "I really want to get fucked. It's been way too long."

Shari nodded at me from over her shoulder.

"I told her I didn't think you'd mind," Shari said with an uncertain smile.

God, I was back on that first time with Shari, when we were feeling each other up in the barn at work. I held off, until Shari made it clear she wanted sex, and I realized I wanted it too, and why shouldn't we?

If I didn't fuck Tanya, I'd be kicking myself tomorrow.

I slid my hand over her body as we kissed, feeling her full breasts through her little top and then slid down to her skirt, pulling it up and finding her panties, tight and pressed up against her twat. I felt her, sliding past her panties and finding her deep opening, already damp inside.

Tanya moaned as I felt up her pussy, sliding my fingers in her deep slit, and up inside her vagina, already feeling slick with pleasure. I slid my fingers inside her slit and she moaned, pushing her twat against me.

"Don't just play with me," she said. "Get in there and go for it."

I pushed harder and she moaned. I slid two fingers up inside her, pulling her pussy open and was rewarded with her thick, greasy- feeling lubrication.

"Yeah, that's better," she said. "Take control."

We heard the neighbors in their back yard, and Shari looked up, putting her fingers to her lips.

Tanya got up, pulling down her skirt, but not before I saw she had on a gold colored thong. It went great against her nut brown full ass. Shari led us back inside the house.

Shari looked at the clock and grinned.

"Let's go get dinner and have a little fun in the car."

Tanya looked at me and shrugged.

"I am kind of hungry," she said.

"Lets go to Bob's Pizza and we can get a couple to bring home and bake," I offered.

"And some beer," Shari said.

"I have ID," Tanya offered.

So we all three ended up in my truck, with Shari on the other side and Tanya in the middle. Shari had her hands all over Tanya, who really seemed to be enjoying the attention.

I touched her as I drove, but I didn't want to push too hard.

But Tanya turned to me.

"You don't know how much I appreciate this," she told me. "I haven't had good sex, or any sex, since Tommy left me."

I nodded and took that as an invitation. I slid my hand up under her skirt, feeling her pussy. It was not as full as Shari's, but deeper set and Tanya's juices were much thicker and viscous. I slid my finger into her folds and she moaned.

"Jesus, I want to get fucked," Tanya said.

"She likes it up the ass, too," Shari said excitedly and Tanya hit her.

"Don't go telling him everything. Jesus, next you'll be telling him I like to get tied up!"

"Oh, yeah," Shari said, "Tanya's really into bondage and discipline. You can spank her butt before you fuck it."

Tanya looked over at me and shook her head, obviously both turned on and a little embarrassed by Shari's excitement.

"I think my baby cousin is excited," Tanya said.

I nodded, looking at her attractive, very sexy face, framed by her blonde hair.

"So am I," I told her.

We stopped at Bob's and all three of us went in. I watched Tanya and Shari, one taller and really foxy in a kind of cheap thrills way, and the other shorter, more lush and sweet looking.

And both of them wanted to have sex with me. And each other!

A few minutes later we had two big pizzas, a twelve pack of beer and a package of chocolate chip cookie dough for desert.

We clambered into my truck and Tanya put the pizzas on her lap.

"Cool truck," she said. "What year is it?"

"A forty-seven," I told her. "First year Chevy made trucks after World War Two."

She nodded. I was proud of my little truck, and most women took little interest in it.

But Tanya seemed to like it.

We sat around the kitchen table, the steaming pizza's and cold beer tasting wonderful together.

I smiled at Shari, who did look tired.

"So you didn't get much sleep last night?" I asked.

She shook her head proudly.

"No, we were up half the night. It was great."

Tanya nodded.

"Yeah, it was. I had a girlfriend in high school and of course Tommy and his buds. But they were all really staid and boring compared to Shari."

I smiled and nodded.

"The Marquis De Sade was staid and boring compared to Shari," I told her.

Shari threw a pizza crust at me.

"I'm not that bad," she objected. "I'm just open-minded."

"I didn't say it was a problem," I told her. "I was just making an observation."

"Shari told me you had rough sex sometimes," Tanya said, her dark eyes bright.

"Yeah, we have," I told her.

"I like it rough," Tanya said. "Real rough, sometimes."

"She's had bruises and everything," Shari told me.

"Hey, that was an accident," Tanya said defensively. "I had way too much to drink and it felt really good until I saw the bruises the next day."

I nodded.

"Well, you tell me if I'm too rough and I'll back off. I do gentle too," I added.

"Gentle can be nice," Tanya said. "But I really like it when the guy takes control."

Tanya smiled and looked over at Shari.

"Or the girl," she added.

Shari grinned.

"It was so cool last night," Shari said. "I did everything I wanted to and all she did was come."

Tanya nodded.

"I didn't realize how much horny I had built up," Tanya said. "It was an amazing night."

I could tell. They both looked exhausted.

"I told her about Kim," Shari told me. "Tanya and I are old friends. Heck, she's my cousin."

"If you can't keep it in your pants, keep it in the family," I said.

"That's terrible!" Shari giggled. "Besides, she's like a second cousin."

Tanya shook her head.

"No, I'm your fist cousin. My mom and your mom are sisters," Tanya said with a wicked grin very reminiscent of Shari's when she was being really 'bad.'

"Incest," Tanya said, smiling at me. "A sport the whole family can enjoy!"

We all three laughed. I don't think cousins is really incest, but I had a girl cousin I would have jumped on in a second if I had the opportunity, incest or not.

The girls were having fun, but I realized the atmosphere was not really sexual.

"You both seem pretty fucked out," I said and both girls nodded.

"Yeah, I'm dead," Shari said. "We were up till like four in the morning."

"Drinking as much as we did didn't help either," Tanya said.

"I wasn't the one who snuck the bottle of gin upstairs," Shari said with a smile.

"Well, I wasn't the one who kept waking me up by licking my pussy," Tanya said.

They both giggled.

"Okay," I said, "now I'm getting jealous. You guys apparently had a wonderful night and I missed out."

"Oh, poor Paul," Shari said with a giggle. "We got lucky and he didn't."

Tanya smiled. She actually seemed concerned I would be a little hurt by Shari's success.

"Don't listen to Shari. Eating pussy has a mystical quality: It can make you into a real cunt."

Shari looked offended.

"I'm not being a cunt. I'm excited!"

"Yeah, telling Paul all about how great the sex was, and he didn't get any," Tanya said, and winked at me.

"There's something I learned in High School," Tanya said, "in my creative writing class."

Tanya got up from her seat and walked over to me. She knelt down beside me and kissed me, her mouth redolent with pizza and beer and Shari's pussy.

I turned in my chair and Tanya sat on my lap, pushing her pussy against my hard cock as we kissed. I slid my hand up under her blouse and found her flaccid nipple, which began to harden as soon as I touched it.

We kissed, growing more passionate as we did. My cock was right against her cunt, and she was moving herself against me. I pulled her closer in my lap, loving the feeling of this virtual stranger in my lap, totally involved in our petting and kissing.

Tanya pulled back and looked at Shari, who was watching with bright eyes as we made out.

"Show him, don't tell him," Tanya said, slipping off my lap and to her knees. She unfastened my pants and began to unzip them.

I watched in disbelief as she pulled my cock out and went down on me with that pouty little mouth. Tanya slid her tongue hard around the tip, then run it down along the shaft and back up and over and around the tip. She slid her fingers over my cock as well, finding my wet hole and spreading the juice over the head, then licking at it.

Then she put her mouth to the tip, her lips closed, and pushed down, forcing her lips apart and taking my cock into her hot mouth.

It was entering a pussy, only it was her mouth, and her wet tongue was waiting to play with the head of my cock and probe beneath the edges of it as she fucked my cock with her mouth.

Then Shari was there, bending over to kiss me, hot and wet and totally abandoned.

God. I kissed Shari, running my hands over her lush body, while her cousin gave me a fantastic blow job.

Shari and I were really kissing when Tanya slipped her mouth away from my cock.

"I really want to get fucked," she said.

I turned and Shari answered for me.

"Sure," she said, totally turned on. "I want to see."

Tanya got up and went into the living room, dragging me by the hand. She sat on the couch, and dragged me down beside her. She was really horny, almost desperate.

She spread her legs, giving me a great shot of those metallic gold panties, and pulled me over on top of her.

I just took advantage of the situation, kissing her and feeling her breasts, denser and harder than Shari's, with these big, hard nipples. We kissed and sucked and licked at each other, and I slid my hand down her body. I could feel her spread her legs even further for me.

I slid my hand under her skirt and cupped her, pushing hard on her pussy and being rewarded by a moan of pleasure.

"Yeah," Tanya said, "grope me. Get right in there and go for it."

I slid my fingers past her thong and found her twat. Her lips were not as full as Shari's and she was not as hirsute, nor near as wet.

I found her clit, large and hard, and I rubbed it between my fingers. Tanya bucked and her mouth went wild on mine. I began to rub her clit, hard, and she did begin to lubricate, thick and viscous. I pushed my fingers inside her cunt and Tanya moaned.

"Oh, shit," she said. "Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard."

I felt something at my pants and realized Shari was unfastening them. Shari pulled them down, then took my cock and wet it in her own hot little mouth.

Then she positioned me at Tanya's entrance.

I pushed into her, going as deep inside as I could. Tanya tightened and groaned.

"God, yes, Paul. Fuck it. Fuck it hard," Tanya moaned.

I began to fuck her, pulling almost all the way out, then pushing into her hard. She cried out at each thrust, and her cunt got slicker, though not really wet.

I fucked her, hard, taking her breasts in my mouth and sucking and biting at them, not too hard, but hard enough to hurt.

Tanya began bucking and wriggling, not in the fun way that Shari did, but almost desperately.

"Shit, yes. Fuck me, use me, make me come!"

I pushed even harder into her, and kissed her roughly. The more aggressive I was, the more turned on she got. And that turned me on too.

Her little top kept getting in the way and I grabbed it and pulled it. It ripped, and Tanya's cunt tightened hard on my cock.

"Oh, shit, Tom, rip it. Fuck me, rape me, make me your whore."

I realized she'd used her ex-husband's name, but I didn't care. I tore her blouse the rest of the way off, burying my face in her fragrant breasts, smelling of tanning oil and perfume. I took one of her nipples in my teeth and pulled on it and she arched in passion.

I was really fucking her now, our bodies slapping together at the end of each deep thrust. I could feel Shari's hand on my balls, then Tanya began to cry out.

"Oh, God, yes. Fuck my ass. Put your fingers in me!"

I could feel Shari's fingers through the wall of Tanya's pussy, deep inside her ass and right beside my cock.

Shari was fucking her ass, and I was fucking her cunt, and she was beginning to sweat and smell wonderful and suddenly I realized I was going to come and I fucked her even harder, slamming deep into Tanya, into this strange girl, into strange pussy...

Tanya came, and that was the last straw. I grunted loudly and shoved deep inside her spasming pussy and came, hard. She cried out and had another spasm, pulling my cock even deeper inside of her.

I lay on her lush body, looking into the sweat and tear- stained face of this girl I had just met, this hot dark-haired woman with her deliciously tanned skin, with her blond hair falling across her face, feeling her body against mine, my cock deep inside of her cunt.

Tanya opened her deep blue eyes.

"Shit, that was nice! Thank you."

Tanya kissed me and I kissed back and we explored each other's mouths as her pussy continued to spasm occasionally.

Shari moved up and smiled at us.

I took Shari's head and pulled her down and kissed her, tasting her very different wetness and tongue and lips and flavor. Then Shari kissed Tanya, wetly and erotically.

Tanya pulled my head down and we all three kissed, all lips and tongues and mingling wetness. It was so sexy!

Then Tanya fell back onto the couch.

"Shit, that was WONDERFUL!" she said. "Damn, it's been way too long."

We got up and went back into the pizza and beer. Shari winked at me. I could see her eyes were very bright.

Watching me fuck Tanya had turned her on too.

"What size shoes do you wear?" Shari asked Tanya.

"Five and a half, six," Tanya answered. "Why?"

"So do I. You can get of your tennies and put on something sexy."

Tanya looked over at me.

"We just get finished screwing, and she's all ready to go," Tanya said.

"I haven't gotten any yet!" Shari said.

"He won't be ready again for hours," Tanya told her.

"Oh, yes he will be. Bet you five bucks I can get him hard again."

Tanya smiled at me, and winked.

"You're on," Tanya said.

Shari got up and walked over to me. She pushed her soft, fragrant breasts into my face. I was struck by the physical differences between these two women, and also very turned on by them.

Shar knelt down and unfastened my pants, pulling them and my underwear down, and taking my cock, already semi-hard, in her wet mouth.

Tanya was great at oral sex, but Shari was better. Her mouth was so hot and very, very wet, and she used her soft, full lips to massage the head of my cock, licking at it with her softer, wetter tongue.

I realized she was tasting Tanya too, since my cock was still wet with her pussy juices.

I responded almost immediately, getting hard in no time.

Shari looked over at Tanya triumphantly.

Tanya just sat back and looked unimpressed.

"Okay, you got him hard. Now what are you going to do with it."

Shari got up and started to her side of the table.

"I just said I could get him hard. I didn't say I'd do anything afterwards."

Tanya looked at me, her eyes bright, then turned and grabbed Shari, wrestling with her.

"My little cousin can be a real cunt," Tanya said. "I think she deserves a good, hard fucking."

I got up and joined. Shari was swearing and giggling, and Tanya grabbed her top and ripped it open, turning her toward me, her big soft breast exposed though the rent in her blouse.

Shari struggled as I took her breast in my mouth and sucked it, hard like I had Tanya's.

Shari moaned.

"Oh, god, please don't rape me," Shari said. "I'm virgin!"

Tanya twisted her head back, kissing Shari, forcing her tongue deep into her mouth. Shari was fighting her, and Tanya grabbed her breast, twisting it hard.