Kelly, Casey, and the Battle of Endor, #55

"I really appreciate this," Vera giggles, sipping her Captain and Coke.

"Will you please stop thanking me?! You're gonna make me feel like a bad girlfriend if this is how excited you get whenever we do something you wanna do!"

"I'm just sayin! I know how much this is not your scene!" It isn't. Clubs have never held any appeal for me. I had thought Vera was immune to their charm as well, and had only recently been introduced to her love of dancing. At best, the music blaring above us is a distant cousin to her beloved trip hop, but it already has her hips moving. She raises her drink over her head and does this sort-of-a hula hoop spin. "Stop staring at my ass!" She has to shout to be heard. Another reason I don't usually go to these kinds of places.

"Stop filling out jeans like that!"

She just grins at me, gives me a quick kiss, and leaves her empty glass with me. I'm holding down a table up on the balcony. At least I had a great view from up here; there is an acre of flesh below me, I shit you not. I keep my eyes on Vera as she works her way down the stairs and onto the main dance floor, but I'm not worried when I lose her in the crowd. She had thought she might find someone down there with some moves and be able to bring them back with me to our hotel. I remain skeptical.

I find myself unable to really get into whatever this is... dubstep? House? I have no idea. All the bass lines sound the same to me, and there are absolutely no guitars.

That gets me thinking. Now, I had been a big singer-songwriter fan back in the day. Michelle Branch was my hero, but I'd mix in Jewel, Ellie Goulding, Natasha Bedingfield, Liz Phair. Even some early Taylor Swift, you know, when she was still a country artist. I hadn't really updated my music catalog in the years after college. I might have even had the same The Wreckers CD in the radio of my car when Vera and I broke up and got back together.

Recently though, I'd gotten into some new stuff. I was currently huge on AC/DC. Especially the Bon Scott albums (soooo sexy). I'd put on a rock station in the RV whenever it was my turn with the radio. I'd heard my first Motorhead song last week, and my first Megadeth song the week before that. I knew that when we got home and I wasn't so preoccupied with our trip, I was gonna spend some serious time listening to music...

A reddish blonde wisp of a girl keeps popping up when I look around. The first couple times, it was just by accident. She was skirting along the edge of the dance floor, and her hair stood out. Miami is a town full of dark haired and dark-er skinned people. She's so pale. She just seemed out of place, and she popped to my eye when I'd look around. Then I'd spot her again 20 minutes later, still not dancing.

She was kind of far away to get a good look but she seemed to resemble Leah from a distance, except thinner. She never got on the dance floor though.

But why?! I mean, it's obvious why. I'm going through changes, but still. It got me wondering if my balls and the testosterone supplement were affecting anything else. I had gone a little aggro on Ron a couple months back... He told me later everything had been kosher so I dismissed it at the time, but maybe I had done so too soon.

I try thinking of other examples of changes in my behaviour, but nothing is coming up while I'm three martinis down. That seems like a job for Sober Jaimie!! {cue theme music} so I put it out of my mind. I watch the dance floor for a while. I still can't find Vera. Pretty soon, I just start watching the other girls, and a few guys too. I'm really excited to see a few girls out there representing the great state of Not A Size Zero. I don't usually think of myself as being built for that kind of movement, but there are girls out there curvier and bigger than me that are killing it. I toast them with my fourth martini.

There she is again! I'm fascinated by the saga of this petite little blonde. It's definitely a Rear Window moment for me. What is she looking for? Is she lost? Has she lost her friend? Is she someone's girlfriend, and she thinks he's out at the club picking up other women?! What an asshole that guy must be, to leave such a delicate little thing at home alone...

Her eyes never stop scanning the crowd, and right as I'm picturing the dramatic moment when she finds this fictional jackass and tells him off in front of the whole club, she looks up and locks eyes with me for a second. She's got on a black beret and some black thinframe glasses. Not oversized like some hipster bullshit, but appropriately small for her face...

Vera appears out of nowhere, sweaty and beautiful and smiling from ear to ear. I can't understate how great her smile is. She's got one of those smiles that uses her whole face; Her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, her nose, every part. She told me once that she stopped smiling in college because she thought it made her look too cheery. While I disagree, it certainly wasn't a look that matched her generally nihilistic attitude at the time.

"Hey there Wallflower!" She downs her Captain and Coke, and gives me another peck on the cheek before darting away. As she leaves, the little blond is following in her wake, head swivelling. Now she's searching the balcony? Hell, she might have been searching the balcony the whole time and I just wasn't looking...

"Wallflower?!" Vera's long gone, but my semi-drunken indignation isn't running on anyone else's schedule. How long is this song? We've been here for like an hour and a half, and the song never really seems to end, it just morphs into something else... like a Transformer with a thousand forms. Mind blown.

We should have eaten something before we got here. I see that now.

Vera had just finished the last of the Captain and Cokes we'd lined up for her at our table, so I head to the bar to order a few more. Maybe I can convince some hot thing to help me carry-

She walks right in front of me. She didn't see me coming, or maybe I didn't see her, but we lock eyes again for a brief moment before we collide. Bright, inquisitive, hazel eyes... more green than blue...

I'm exaggerating. She lightly bumped into me. Or maybe vice versa. Man, she has a tight little ass. She's got on like a black full body leotard, with an oversized albeit cropped white t-shirt hanging off one shoulder and mini skirt that would otherwise leave nothing to the imagination. She continues on her way, but just out of the corner of my eye, I see her come to a hard stop. I look over, and for a second I thought she was looking back at me, but she's gone.

I get two hot boys who were lurking near the bar to help me get the 6 drinks I ordered back to my table. And I got their numbers. I start on my next martini and look out over the crowd... where is she now? Which 'she' am I looking for? Doesn't matter. Can't see either of them anyway. I wonder how good my eyesight is anymore. Used to be 20/30 once upon a time...

"Excuse me," the blonde says, sitting down across from me. Damn, she is cyooooot. "W...w...would you like to join me and my f...f...friend at our table?"

"Wallflower 1 Napoleon 0," I say, more to myself than anything. The little blonde just sorta tilts her head at me nervously. Holy shit, she's anxious! "Wait, were you looking for me? When you were walking around down there?"

"Ummm? Kind of but not exactly?"

"Huh..." I'm stumped. Wait a minute, no I'm not. I'm hot as hell! Snap out of it! "Uhhh, I would love to, but I'm here with someone and she's out dancing right now. I don't want to leave her high and dry..." Her eyes start to get really large. "Can you point me to your table and we'll join you in a little bit?"

Relief washes over her face like a wave. "You can't see it from here, but it's down the stairs and back in that corner," she says, pointing behind me and laughing lightly. She has a tiny voice to match her thin frame. Really fucking cute. She bites her lip and grins as she gets up and heads back downstairs. The view as she goes is looooooovely.

Vera comes bounding up the stairs a few minutes later. She's glistening, although she's shocked when I tell her all about what's been happening.

"You're just sitting here! WTF?! How?!" Yes, she said the letters.

"Oh come on, don't even pretend you weren't playing a giant game of grabass out there! You got plenty of attention!"

"Of course I did, but that's not the point!"

"Then what is the point?"

"I don't know! Do you wanna to head down there?"

"Yeah, you've gotta see this girl."

"Blonde, black hat, circled the dance floor a few times?"

"That's the one!"

"Not bad," she said, nodding appreciatively.

When we come around the stairs, I can see the little blonde cuddled up next to another woman in a big wraparound booth. Dark blonde, but with brunette roots. Her face is a little wider, in an athletic sort of way. I happen to think Vera is the perfect mix of athletic and toned and still slightly curvy. This woman is maybe one shade farther down the athletic spectrum. Maybe a shade and a half. Handsome, and maybe striking? She's looking at Vera and shaking her head very slightly as we walk up.

"No, not her," I hear the petite blonde say as we come up. I don't think I was meant to, though, by the way she looks startled and slightly frightened when we get to the edge of the table.

"What? There's no way." Now the bigger one is looking at me, incredulously.

"I'm telling you. I felt it."

They both stare down at my waist. Vera looks at me, and I think my face matches her confusion.

"Hi," Vera says abruptly. "I think your friend asked my friend to join you?"

"She did, but I think she might have made a mistake. Sit, sit!" She's got both of her arms up on the back of the booth.

"I'm Jaimie..."

"...and I'm Vera."

"Pleased to meet you. I'm Kelly, and this little strawberry here is Casey." Casey seems so much thinner curled up next to this amazon. She nods, and pulls her feet up beside her. "Jaimie, this may sound like a weird question, but... do you have a penis?"

I had been getting settled and was just about to set my drink down on the table. In my shock, the glass hovers an inch off the table for a good ten seconds Vera grins as she reaches over and takes it from me. It seemed like she said it so loudly, but when I look over, not a single soul in the club is paying attention to us.

"Yes?"

"I knew it!" Casey exclaims. She's beaming now.

"Told you it showed a little in that skirt," Vera nags jokingly.

"No, I touched it by accident!" Casey corrects her quickly.

"Well I'll be damned, Strawb," Kelly smirks down at her. "Ok, one more weird question. Maybe two," she says, after closing one eye and looking up at the ceiling briefly with the other one. "Have you ever had your dick sucked in front of this many people?"

Vera and I exchange really confused looks, and then we both look out at the pulsing throng not 10 ft away. "Once in public," Vera starts.

"But no one was really around," I finish.

"You went down on Hanna that one time."

I paused. I hadn't thought about the strip club in a while. "Yeah, but I don't think that counts."

"Ok," Kelly says, bringing our attention back to her. "Last one, but it's an easy one. Would you like Casey to give you a blowjob right now?"

Casey is electrified when I look at her, the closest thing I've ever seen to a human live wire. What happened to that shy little thing that was here a second ago? I nod quickly, and slide a little farther around into the booth. Casey pops up to kiss Kelly on the cheek, unpins and removes off her little black beret, and then ducks beneath the table.

Vera is slack jawed in awe. "Damnit! We left the camera at the hotel!"

"Oh, don't worry. I'm filming this," Kelly says with a toothy smile. She reaches down to pat a black bag next to her on the seat. "I can give you a copy of the footage afterwards."

"That'd be awesome," Vera says.

Suddenly, my skirt is being pushed up my legs. I scoot out towards the edge of the booth seat, and my skirt rides up almost all the way past my ass.

"It's huge," comes Casey's tiny, almost raspy, voice from under the table. I want to look down under the table and watch, but I can't tear my eyes away from the crowd. Half of me wishes everyone was gone, half of me is hoping no one looks, half of me hopes someone looks, and half of me thinks that pie charts are best left to Sober Jaimie!! {cue theme music}

"How long is it?" Kelly and Vera are sitting next to each other now, and they lean together to talk more privately... or possibly conspiratorily. Casey's thin fingers keep working farther and farther down towards the base of my cock, causing me to have to spread my legs farther and farther apart. Anyone who looks at me is gonna know I'm slouching for a reason... Anyone would know!!

"Ten anda half," Vera says with quite a grin. Casey slips her lips over the head of my cock, and oh...

"Did you hear that, Strawb? That could be a new record for you!" Casey mumbles affirmatively around the head of my cock. Oh my god, her tongue...

"Oh see that? Look at her face!" Kelly giggles. "My little Strawb's good!"

Oh my god, her tongue...I can't stop myself from grinding a little bit on the booth seat but Casey moves with it, keeping just the head warm and wet inside her cute little mouth. One of her hands is wrapped around my cock, and the strength of her grip keeps changing. Tighter and then softer, soft soft tighter tighter tighter tight tight tight softer softer softer soft. It's wonderful...

"You'll have to forgive us for being so...shocked by all this," Vera says, staring underneath the table. "We're usually the ones pulling these kinds o shenanigans."

"You two do this kind of stuff?"

"My girlfriend's got a cock like a horse," Vera says, like it's the most obvious thing in the world. "Of course we do this kind of stuff!" Ooooh, now she's got a little more in there.

Kelly laughs. "Do they usually know ahead of time what they're getting into?" A few inches up and back. Each time out, she pulls out past the mushroom part of the head, and the feel of her lips stretching tight is amazing...

"Most of the time, yes. Sometimes, if we think they can take the shock, we'll wait and have a big reveal at some point." I finally work up the nerve to look down. Casey's eyes are closed. The way her glasses frame her face is absolutely precious, and the irony of this cute little face sucking off my fat cock is priceless.

"Has anyone ever just, like, shit themselves and run away?" It's taken a few glorious minutes to get here, but she hit the freckle... She's not pulling all the way out to the head anymore, just three or four inches in each direction.

"Nope. Not yet. Guy a few days ago was the closest we ever had, but he was just too curious." I can't see the freckle. I can see the freckle. I can't see the freckle. I can see the freckle. I can't see the freckle. I can't see the freckle! Oh god, I can't see the freckle!!

"I get that," Kelly says, nodding. "I'm pretty curious to see it myself, but I can be patient." She backs down to the just head again, and oh my god, her tongue...

"It's worth the wait!"

It seems impossible that so many people can be so close to us and be completely ignorant to what's happening. Two guys walk by and smile at me. I smile back, and they continue on their way, as oblivious as they were 5 seconds agooooooooooooooooooooand she's back at the freckle! In one long gulp! I don't know how she can still keep moving her tongue with that much flesh inside her mouth...

"Did you just say 'God be praised'?" Vera giggles. I nod distractedly. I didn't know I'd said it out loud, but it's not untrue. Vera and Kelly both cackle. Kelly looks... what's the word? Happy? Not quite. Prideful? Proud? Maybe...

"So what kind of camera are you using? Getting good exposure in low light, like under the table, can be tricky..."

"Oh hell, I don't know. Strawb's the techie. I'm just here to, um... facilitate."

"She seemed pretty shy for a minute there."

"Oh, you have no idea!"

Casey's face keeps coming closer and closer. I stop trying to keep track of the number of inches she might be at, and just the enjoy the view of her popping out from under the table. There's a little bit of pressure on the head the next time she comes in...

"I'm in her throat! I'm in her throat! I'm in her throat!"

"That's my girl!" Kelly shouts, triumphantly. Of course no one looks. Casey finally backs off completely, gasping and groaning. "Has anyone else ever taken the whole thing? Orally?"

"Once. Dainty little thing in Oklahoma. I'm getting there, but those last 3 inches are a bear."

"Thicker at the bottom, then?"

"Yeah, and the head is no cakewalk either." Vera rubs at her throat a little to clarify her point.

"So she's got a mushroom cloud?"

"...Yeah. I've never heard it called that, but yeah..."

After a minute of catching her breath and just stroking, she comes back with a vengeance. Now she's going deeper and staying there. Casey doesn't have Leah's incredible lungs, so it's never more than about 20 seconds, but it's so glorious. Her throat is tighter than Leah's too. Not painfully tight, but her throat has certainly seen less action than Leah's had. She keeps looking up at me whenever she stops... Her glasses have slid down her nose a little, so she's peering at me over the rims, like the dirtiest little librarian in all of Miami. It's... it's unholy.

"Oh man, look at her face. It won't be long now," Vera says, peering underneath the table discreetly.

"Atta girl, Strawb! Remember not to leave a mess. She's gotta be able to walk out of here." Casey mumbles affirmatively again, but it's completely muffled and rendered unintelligible by my wonderful cock. "Is she normally loud? You know, when she..." My whole middle section tenses when her chin hits my balls for the first time. Holy fucking shit, she's nearly there...

"...yeah....kind of... See how her lip is quivering? I love this part."

"Oh you like watching too, huh?"

"I'd rather be the one under the table, but this has definite appeal."

"Not that I'm in any position to comment, but you two have a complex relationship, don't you?"

"You have no idea..."

"Girls, girls, girls, I'm gonna hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnf... I'm gonnnnnnnnngh..." She did it!!! The whole fucking thing!!! I start to groan and SPLASH!!!

I cry out, mostly from the orgasm but also partly from the shock of having a drink thrown in my face. Wild eyed, I look around. A few girls have turned our way, but they're all politely covering their mouths to hide mild shock.. I keep panting loudly. Casey is purring like a kitten beneath the table, patiently milking every last drop from my cock with her tongue and hand.

"Quick thinking!" Kelly is grinning really widely. Holy crap, she's doing some really great cleaning down there. I do not have a good poker face, and Vera and Kelly are giggling like school girls watching me try to hide what's happening to me.

"She's so thorough," I manage weakly. She gives the tip of my cock one last, quick kiss, and then she's pulling my knees together and helping me get my skirt back down.

After another minute, Casey pops up next to Kelly, eyes darting around to make sure she was unseen. Kelly is much more confident, but that seems to be their MO. Casey's mascara is a little smudged, and her lipstick is worse, but with her glasses and the way her hair frames her face, you can't really tell unless you're looking straight at her. As soon as she's up in the chair and settled, Kelly leans over, and they start making out. It's... well, it's hot.
"I can see Casey could use a trip to the ladies room. Would you two like to join us?"

"If we all go, won't we lose this table?"

"Oh we weren't planning on coming back. Were you?" Kelly smirks as she gathers up her bag. Casey is out of the booth first, followed by Vera and me from the other side. Vera and I start walking, but Casey waits for her amazon.

***

"Holy shit, I love your boots!" Vera gushes over Caseys knee-high boots once we get into the bathroom. Kelly locks the door once it's clear we're the only ones in here. I hadn't realized Casey was so tall. We're all wearing some kind of heel... if I'm 5'4", and Vera is 5'5", that makes them both... 5'7"? Casey might even be 5'8".

"Thanks! They're new!" She twists, kicking one heeled foot up behind her. Damn, that's a nice ass.

I splash a little water on my face. Fortunately she threw something clear when my eyes were closed. From the smell, it was mostly vodka. I only need a few seconds to be clean and fresh, but Casey is in worse shape.

"Vera, would you give her a hand?"

"Of course!" She reaches into her purse and pulls out a little container of makeup wipes she's always got handy. "You are so pretty," she starts.

"So," Kelly says as she comes over next to me, "you've either got the best implants in history, a hell of a childhood story, or a hell of a plastic surgeon!"

"This is the one that isn't natural," I say, as I yank up on the front of my skirt and pull out my dick. I lift it up over the counter and begin relieving myself. "OOOOOOOooooooooh god, the post-cum piss is amazing....."

"How drunk is she?" Kelly asks over her shoulder.

"Is she ohhhhh, she's peein' in the sink!" Vera's laugh rings loudly in the room. "Priceless."

"Is she too drunk to keep going?"

"I doubt it. You know how some people are happy drunks, or angry drunks, or silly drunks? Jaimie's a horny drunk. She can only hide it to a certain point, and I think we're looking at that in the rear view mirror... ok. How about that."

Casey smacks her lips a few times and nods. "I love this shade! Where did you get it?!"

"Sephora!"

Kelly, meanwhile, has just been drinking in my cock with her eyes.

"Did you want to, ah..."

"Oh, no. 's much as I would love to, tonight is her turn," she says, jerking her thumb over her shoulder at Casey. Casey, meanwhile is bouncing up and down in front of the mirror. She's got her beret pinned back in place, looking just as cute as the first time I saw her

"Shall we then? I was hoping we could share a cab back to our place..." Casey looks delighted by Kelly's suggestion. Vera shrugs, and I nod.

Kelly seems to have something specific in mind as she hails and rejects a few taxis. Finally, a wide yellow Chevy pulls up, and she smiles. "Vera first, then me, and then, oh. Casey, will you be a dear and sit on Jaimie's lap?" Hell yeah!!! Vera gives me such a grin as she ducks down inside.

"There's room in the front," the cabbie says, but none of us listen. Kelly slides inside, and then I follow. I get a great view of Casey's legs as she steps in over me, and settles partially on my thigh and partially on Kelly's. Just lovely...

Kelly gives the cabbie the address, and as soon as we get moving, Caseys hand is pulling back my skirt. She's half turned toward me, and her smile is devilish.

"Could you take Buona Vista?" Kelly asks. Casey's hand is so soft. Not a callous or rough spot to be found. Not that I mind a little roughness, but the lack of it is... something! Sober Jaimie!!! {cue theme music} would probably know the right word. Adjective. Something.

"Uh, that's a little out of the way, and the road's a little rough from construction..." Her touch is magnificent. I can already feel myself starting to thicken again.

"We don't mind the bumps, and I really like the view at night."

"Whatever you say, lady!"

After a few minutes, I'm hard and eager for more. Casey taps her friends leg, and she starts rooting through her purse. After a minute, she pulls out a little purple bottle. She empties a little into one hand and passes it to Casey. I watch with widened eyes as Kelly reaches up beneath Caseys skirt, searches for a second with her tongue out, and then pulls down with an "ah ha!" Several of her fingers are poking through a hole in the leotard. She tugs it down until it's nearly beneath Caseys ass, and then more of her hand disappears through it. Casey fidgets as the leotard is pulled a little tighter around her, and gives a little coo as she pours out a little lube and starts rubbing me down again.

"Strawb, I think I dropped my pen..."

Casey gives me a big eyed grin as she pivots on my thigh and leans across the seat to paw around Vera's feet. Vera is straining back in her seat to watch slack jawed. Kelly grasps my cock in her hand, and guides it towards Casey's wet and shiny asshole. The angry red head pushes up against her, and... "OooooOOOOOOoooh, that's a big pen!" Casey exclaims as she starts to scoot backwards on my lap. The cabbie is arching an eyebrow at us in the mirror, but he's otherwise unaware that one girl in his backseat has three inches of her nearly 11 inch cock shoved in another girls ass. Four inches. And counting.

She doesn't sit up at first. She just keeps backing farther and farther onto it. She's huffing and puffing, but when the cabbie looks back, Kelly just glares at him.

"It's such a lovely pen," Casey says, straining a little. "Where did you nnnngh, find it?"

"In a bar," Kelly says with a laugh. "I like it too. Has a nice grip."

"Huuuuuuuu I think my favorite part is the ink." Vera is squealing on the other side as Casey finally sits back and takes the rest of it in one smooth motion. My eyes barely come up past her shoulders, slouched like I am. My entire lower lip has been sucked into my mouth, and I'm turning red from not being able to vocalize the wonderfulness my cock is experiencing. Casey peeks over her shoulder at me and wiggles her eyebrows as we make a right turn and immediately, the whole car jostles. Buona Vista, I presume?

I can't hold it in anymore, and I let out a loud moan. The jostle wiggled just that much more cock inside her, and her whole body tensed in the way one can only do subconsciously. My arms wrap around her stomach, and her hands lay over mine gently. Another pothole. This time, when I moan, everyone moans with me.

"I'm really sorry, but you told me to go this way," the cabbie says defensively.

"You're doin a great job!" Kelly says. One more bump, and then we start driving over a section that feels almost unpaved. Constant jittering... like that time I humped the dryer in college on a dare from Vera. Casey is still grinning, but her eyes are pinched shut. One of her hands lets go of mine, and she reaches out to Kelly. Kelly grabs her hand, beaming. "You're doin great too..."

It's like the longest rumble strip in existence. Mile after mile of vibratto-inducing, ass-shaking, cock-crushing road. It's amazing. Kelly and Casey are just staring at each other. Kelly looks like she's feeling it with her, but I think it's just empathy. I move one hand down to Casey's thigh. My fingertips are right at the edge of her skirt. Kelly nods, and I feel Casey take a deep, deep breath. Suddenly her hand is guiding mine up her skirt, sliding up inch after inch of her thigh until she presses my hand on her abdomen.

Wait. That's not her abdomen. It's hard, but it's harder than taught muscle should be. Plus the shape is wrong. Kelly and Casey are still staring at each other. I can only see Kelly, but her smile is warm now, warm and supportive...

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat??!

My hand presses more fully around her cock. There's two of us?! My other hand slides up underneath her oversized t-shirt. I can feel her bra, but underneath, it's not quite right...

Oh my god, they're falsies.

"It's a trap!" I say, almost giggling. My hands both hold her tightly to me. I don't want her to get the wrong idea...

"Nah, the cops usually wait a few streets over," the cabbie replies absently. Vera looks over at me quizzically, but I can't get any more out as we pass over another particularly rough patch of road. The jostling knocks her (...? No reason to change now) as much as an inch or two up in the air, and she gives a little coo each time she thumps back down. Oh, this is amazing...

My hand starts to stroke her cock over the leotard. I can't get a great feel for the size or girth underneath her skirt, but I don't care. She's so cuuuuute!!! I just let the friction do its thing. I take my hand out from underneath her skirt and come in from the waistband. The area of the leotard near the tip is damp with precum. Not enough to have been a full load, but certainly not dry!

My brain is useless. Between the alcohol and the hormone stew, I'm little more than a cock that drools. My own asshole is starting to tingle, anticipating...

"If you want to fuck me in the ass when we get there, you can," I whisper. Casey finally breaks her staring contest with Kelly, and they both look at me nodding. Kelly leans over to whisper with Vera. I barely register her reactions. I just tuck my head in against Casey's shoulder blade and hold her close as she bounces up and down on my cock for the next few minutes.

10 minutes after that, we're finally coming to a stop. Every time I started to feel just a little smaller inside her, either Casey clenched with great force or a pothole got us both back to full sail. Casey opens the door and pokes her head out, and just as she stands up, my cock pops out of her ass with a loud schlurp. The cabbie, who had just raised an arm over the bench and turned back to us, forgot what he was about to say and just stared at my shiny, throbbing tower of lust.

I grinned and slid out. I tried shimmying my skirt back down once I was upright, but it did zero to hide my boner. All it did was push it down 45° and stretch over it. Casey was hopping back and forth from foot to foot, and as soon as I was more or less decent she grabbed my hand and started fast walking up the walkway to their beautiful little house. I peered over my shoulder just as we got to the steps to see that Kelly was unsuccessfully trying to pay the cabbie, who had not stopped staring at me. Vera was just laughing. What a rush!!

Casey fumbles a bit with the key, and once the door is open, she's hustling me inside. As she moves through their living room, she starts to lift her shirt up over her head...

"No!" I shout, suddenly feeling very decisive on the matter. "Keep it all on..." She turns around, pulling the shirt back into place. I look around and spy a pair of scissors on the kitchen counter. I grab them and drop down in front of her. Vera and Kelly are laughing as they come through the door to see me delicately cutting a hole in the front of Casey's leotard.

"I'm gonna need a new p..pair!" Casey says, hesitating when I finally have it large enough to fit my hand through to grasp her cock. That's easy enough to get through. Getting her balls through is a bit more difficult. It's like a great big game of Operation. I was great at Operation.

Casey's cock is somewhere north of 8 inches. I reach up, hold her skirt to her stomach, and take her in hungrily. Her moans are so small! Her cock is the biggest thing about her! It's too big for me to deepthroat, but she seems to really vibrate when she hits the back of my throat. I know I don't have half her technique, so I don't want to drag it out for too long. Her cock is rod straight and almost uniform in thickness all the way around. I'd have been very happy with a cock like this.

After a couple minutes of that, I head over to the couch. Casey follows right behind me. I climb up on it backwards, hands gripping the back and knees pulled together tightly beneath me. Casey pulls the little purple bottle out of her bra and lays of stream of lube down the middle of my cheeks. Cut to one minute later, and oh that's wonderful...

I partially regret having predominantly sought out women during our trek. Granted, I wanted to be the one doing the fucking, and I was, but I've neglected my ass. Oooooooooh god, I love this. Suddenly, I remember that Vera and Kelly are here too. One of them has a camera in my face.

"No, don't look at me! Keep making that face you were making just now! That was awesome!"

"I'm gonna go back to enjoying anal sex now," I say dreamily, and I put them out of my mind. The only thing that matters in my universe is the foreign object inserted into my rectum. And the cries of the girl behind me. I've already cum once. I'm a little worked up, but I'm ok. She's gotta be ready to explode, though! I would be! I push my head down into the pillow, and there's just enough room for me to look down below. My cock, still awfully hard, is bouncing up and down. Never far enough down to pinch my balls, never far enough up to slap my stomach. More like half of a magic pencil trick...

Casey has a way of ramping up to each thrust. Her hips pick up speed, her fingers tighten, and her throat seems to clench and each groan becomes constricted and strangled. I half turn and look back at her over my shoulder. It's such an impossible sight, and such a turn on!

I lick my lips unconsciously. Casey's eyes goggle when I do, staring and cuming on the spot. I wiggle my ass around as she manages a few final pushes. I can feel her cock shuddering against the rim of my ass, and even though I can't feel how much she just shot into me, I'm guessing it's a lot. She stays deep inside me for a while. I keep clenching and releasing, and Casey just hums along. I'm in no hurry, although my cock feels otherwise. It's anxious to get back to her ass...

When she finally pulls out, she does so extremely slowly. I'm buzzed to do more, so I hop off the couch and skip around past her to their bedroom, cock bouncing this way and that while I prance. I'm ready for it to be naked time now, so I set the example by stripping out of all my clothes at the end of the hall. Their bed is kinda high... Casey's shirt and skirt are gone before she gets to the bedroom, although the leotard takes some effort. The only thing she's still wearing is the beret, which is an awesome look.

I want to do this from my back, so I launch myself up onto it and prop myself up on my elbows. Casey is starting to get her second wind now, as she clambers up onto the bed. She stands over my knees, facing away, and settles herself over me. I grasp my cock at the base, keeping it steady... When she squats, her asshole opens up just a bit. It's so pink...

She starts to lower herself onto me, but I brace her back when she's about halfway down with one hand. That's a hard position to keep up for very long. Plus, she just plowed my ass for 6 minutes, and before that, spent 10 minutes curled up underneath a desk. Her legs can use a break. Instead, I start launching myself up off the bed at her, smacking my hips into her ass before falling back down to the bed. My balls feel like my breasts did the last time I tried to use a trampoline, but it's not enough to slow me down. I want to be inside her little ass...

Suddenly, I'm aware of Kelly and Vera again. Vera has the camera, and Kelly crouching right in front of Casey. She puts a hand on my thigh, and I reluctantly slow to a stop. I lay all the way back down and peer back and forth around my cock trying to see what's happening. Kelly's hand moves to my cock. Either I'm still super lubed, or her hand is, because she's gliding along with barely any feel. My eyes follow her hand up, and then down my shaft, and then up, and then down, and then up, up, up...

Casey groans as first one, and then two of Kelly's fingers join the top half of my cock in her ass. She's piggy-backing her way in on my cock, so the extra bit her fingers stretch is blue on black, but then it's three fingers. She pulls her hand out, and wraps it tightly around my cock just below the head, at the thinnest part. She pulls me up, and I thrust slowly. There's a deafening silence roaring in my ears when I both watch and feel her hand disappear inside Casey's ass. Great Caeser's Ghost, it's tight now! I keep pushing until my thighs are pretty close to her ass and hold. Kelly's hand starts sliding in and out, and Fucking Shit she's jerking me off inside Casey's ass! What the fuck is happening?!?!

I can't not thrust at this. I literally can't. I have to fuck this. Slowly at first but faster every time, I start thrusting again. Kelly works opposite. Each time I pull out, and the thinnest part of my cock is at Casey's rim, Kelly has up to the middle of her forearm inside. Each time I push in, and the fattest part of my cock is stretching her for all she's worth, Kelly has pulled out to the wrist, the thinnest part. Her fingers stay in a rigid c shape, bracing and hugging my cock inside Casey's ass. If this was just porn, I'd cum pretty quick watching it.

It's not porn. That's my cock in there. It happens even quicker. When I collapse, Casey collapses harder, doubling me up around her. It knocks all of the air out of me. Everything clenches, and for just a moment, I'm seeing stars. It's the greatest orgasm of my life.

It's several minutes before I really start to wake back up. Off in the dining room, I can see Vera and Casey talking excitedly. Casey is still naked, but there's something different about the way he's standing. Even from 20 yards away, I can tell that's a guy.

"Yeah, he can just switch it on and off," Kelly says. She'd been sitting on the bed next to me, watching.

"What are they talking about?"

"I don't know. Some techie garbage. Cameras or something."

"That... tracks. She's doing a lot of this," I say, waving my hands in the air as I start to sit up. "...with the hands. I always thought she was doing it to try and distract me during computer conversations to keep me dumb, but maybe she's just that hard up for someone to talk shop with!" My eyes don't want to focus that far away, so I let them go limp and stare around the room I've just spend the last 10 minutes defiling. Lots of pictures...Kelly hands me a bottle of water.

"How're you feelin'?"

"Still pretty drunk, but the haze is lifting. For a while there, I could see you two walking around us, and I could see your lips moving. I don't think I heard a word of it, and I'll be damned if I remember that you were here at all tonight. No offense..." Part of my brain has decided to focus on a picture hanging from the wall. I'll be damned if the rest of me knows why, but...

"Oh believe me, none taken. I'm just really glad to see Casey had a good time. Thank you for that, by the way."

"So is watching your thing?"

"No, not really. I mean, it's nice, but that's not my thing." Her tone is implying that her thing is right there, but I'll be damned if I know where. Where's Sober Jaimie!!! {cue theme music} when I need her? That picture... ...

"Wait, you two are married?"

"Yup!" She gives me a broad smile. "8 years and two wonderful kids!"

I stare at her, sitting there next to me on the bed.

"It's funny now. We were really growing apart after Jennifer, our second, was born. I thought he was having an affair, and I was going through some stuff on my own. And then, one day, I came home and caught him trying on some of my clothes."

When I look over at Casey, even though he's still naked, I don't see the girl. It must be because I'm drunk.

"We still really loved each other, and we had the kids, so we tried therapy, but that was less than useless. Then, one day, Casey asked me if we could try something a little more unorthodox; he wanted to watch porn together. At first, it was good for our sex life because it was easier. That alone was huge. We could both get on the same page, and be ready to go. But then, after a while, we both began to pick slightly more....erm...specific porn. Then sometimes, we'd just talk about what we were seeing and what we liked about it. We realized that we were both becoming bi. Or we'd always been but didn't know it. Or didn't want to admit it. I don't know. All I know is that once we realized how committed we were to each other, and how genuinely we just wanted the other one to be happy, everything else became easier."
"So he... helps you... find girls... and you help him find guys?"

"It doesn't always work out that way. Like tonight," she said laughing and gesturing to me. "But yeah. We take turns, once every week or two, or however often we can get my parents to sit for us."

"This might be the vodka talking, but that's kind of beautiful."

Kelly just laughs. "It is. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've had to watch the two most believable crossdressers I've ever seen fuck each other stupid. That's enough to give anyone blue balls. Even a woman!" She slaps me on the thigh and strides off into the kitchen. When she steps into Casey and Vera's conversation, the entire tone of it shifts. Vera seems taken aback and... oh my, is she blushing? Casey takes a few steps with a smile and heads into the kitchen. I finish the bottle of water Kelly gave me and move to join him.

"Don't worry. Your friend is in good hands," Casey says, handing me another bottle of water. . Everything is different about his voice. The hesitation, the cadence, the pronunciation... Even the octave is off by two. He stands more confidently too. We stand there, two people hanging out (pun intended) naked in the kitchen. He taps his water bottle against mine and chugs a good third of it.

I understand him. We're very similar, Casey and I. We both very strongly identify with our birth genders, but we want more. Vera and Kelly are making out in the hallway. It looked like they were headed to the bedroom, but got distracted halfway there.

"Do you have any idea how lucky we are," I ask. I really enjoy watching Vera kiss. I mean, I prefer to be the one being kissed, but there's something about the third person perspective that allows you to really see her whole body in action. She writhes. Legs that slide and bend and hook. Her hands have such a sense of timing. Always participating, always finding those spots, but never overstaying their welcome. The way her hair falls to the side when she leans in. The way her back arches just slightly, giving her perfect little tits the right amount of oomph.

"To have women like that in our lives? Yes. I know exactly how lucky I am, and I tell her every damn day. You should too, if you don't already."

I nod, but in the back of my mind, I'm trying to remember how often I express that. Casey's cock isn't just hanging straight down any more. Neither is mine for that matter. "Will Kelly be mad if we join them?"

"Less than 0% chance of that."

I must still be really drunk... "Sooooo no?"

Casey just laughs and heads toward the bedroom. Vera and Kelly are already 69ing on the bed. Vera is flat on her back, legs dangling off the edge of the bed. Without a word, Casey crawls up behind Kelly and starts giving her a rimjob. It seems like there shouldn't be enough room down there for two heads so close together, but logistics are a job for Sober Jaimie!!! {cue theme music} I grab the little purple bottle of lube off the edge of the bed and move over between Vera's legs.

"Lemme taste his ass first," Kelly gasps.

I hadn't expected that, but I don't think all the whiskey in Tennessee could stop me from putting my cock into a willing mouth. I have to hold it up for her, soft as it is at the start, and once the head is in, she takes over with no hands. With just the power of her lungs, she sucks a little less than half of my cock into her mouth, and then pushes it back out with her tongue. Sucks it in, pushes it out. When she finally spits it out 30 seconds later, I'm awfully darn close to rock hard. Vera whimpers softly when I push my cock up against her ass. Across from me, Casey is heavy lidded and tongue deep in his wifes ass.

I let the pressure build excruciatingly slowly. Vera lifts her legs up, and I can feel her asshole relaxing and opening, but I take my time. Tonight was supposed to be for her. I don't want this to be about me just racing to the finish line for my own reasons. I'm gonna bring her to a game changer, one exquisite thrust at a time.

Each push goes a half inch deeper than the last, and each withdrawal comes entirely out of her ass. I never pull away, and not a moment goes by when my cock isn't touching her ass, but it is fully on the outside before I start filling her back up with cock. I'm holding her legs out to the sides just behind the knees, and her feet are curled in towards me Her toes flex and stretch, like a cat extending and retracting it's claws after a long nap.

After a few minutes, Casey crawls up behind Kelly and mounts her. The symmetry of it is so beautiful. He and I stay mostly silent, and he matches my slow pace. Vera and Kelly, on the other hand, are a feedback loop of moans, whimpers, and muffled sighs. mmmph/mmmmph... mmmmmph/mmmmmmph... Mmmmph/MMmmph... MMMmmmph/MMMMmmmmph...back and forth. Like an echo that keeps getting louder each time it repeats.

Vera cums first, although by no means did that happen quickly. It's not a squirter, or a bronco ride. It felt more like those first few seconds dipping into a hot tub. That lovely outer sensual feeling combined with the knowledge that a much deeper physical relaxation is impeding. She's completely limp within seconds of finishing. I slowly pull my cock out of her ass and offer it to Kelly's mouth, and she graciously accepts it. Casey builds a tiny bit of speed now, and each time he thrusts home, he drives her face a few inches down on my cock. Each time he pulls out, he drags her back with him. Her eyes are closed, and from her expression you'd almost think she was asleep, but her tongue betrayed that notion. With our cocks in either end, she only lasted a few more minutes before cumming herself.