FUN Can Be Murder. Jacqueline Fleming

the girls burst out laughing.

      “Relax” Steph says, “let us put some music on and turn all of the lights on.”

      Stan and Yosef look at each other thoroughly confused. Usually women want to turn the lights off… they are actually turning on all of the lamps, moving furniture, spreading blankets, and then having turned on the CD player last Steph instructs, “you two sit there, that’s right sit there and watch. We’ll let you two know when you can join us.”

      Still not fully comprehending, Stan leans back into the chair, puts his right ankle up on his left knee, takes a swallow of vodka and lets the jazz music fill his ears.

      After several minutes, and several drinks, the girls take center floor atop the blankets. Trish being shorter is standing facing the men, while Stephanie stands behind her. As they start dancing, feeling the music and vodka, Stephanie starts kissing Trish’s neck from behind and begins caressing her arms down to her fingers and back up again, slowly, lightly, caressing her milky white skin,

      Both the men look at each other in amazement at their luck. Neither of them has ever experienced anything like this before.

      Steph picks up Trish’s fiery red hair so that she can lightly kiss her neck from one side to the other, nibbling at her ears and down her shoulders as Steph’s hands slide down Trish’s dress, over her perky little breasts that are standing at attention wanting more. Stephanie slips the spaghetti straps off Trish’s shoulders revealing her naked, milky white body with a small patch of light red between her legs. Glancing at the men Stephanie smiles, they are both oblivious to the other man’s masturbating while watching the girls. Perfect, Stephanie thought to herself, perfect.

      Its Stephanie’s turn as Trish turns to her left and slips her left hand around Steph’s waist, turning Stephanie towards her. They are now face-to-face, sideways to the men. This part was always choreographed perfectly. The men never knew what they’d gotten themselves into. Trish got down on her knees, sliding her hands up Steph’s dress, around her butt, back around and then between her legs, playing with Steph’s clitoris, to which Steph let out a small groan of pleasure making Trish smile. Trish always knows just where to touch… Trish lingers for a little while and then Steph put her right foot up on the ottoman that was purposely and strategically placed earlier. Rocking her hips back and forth wanting more, Trish sucks and rubs and brings Steph to orgasm with ease. Moving her hands up and kissing the lower part of Stephanie’s torso, just above her pubic area, she continues moving up, bringing Steph’s dress up with her. With her hands on either side of Steph, the dress easily and rapidly rises. Trish stops momentarily at her breasts, teasing and biting at both before pushing the dress the rest of the way up over Steph’s shoulders when Steph reaches down, grabs the dress and pulls it the rest of the way off. Finally the girls are standing there French kissing as their hands dart around each other’s bodies when they hear groans from the men the girls look up in time to see that almost in unison, the pair ejaculate onto their legs and chairs. The girls look at each other and smile as if to say, mission accomplished.

      Stephanie walks over to Stan, takes him by the hand and leads him over to Trish. “Now” Steph says, “You two start, we’ll watch and then I’ll join. You”, she said looking at Yosef, “have to wait until round three” she said smiling seductively.

      Yosef didn’t know what to say, he was dumbfounded to find himself in this position. So he just nods agreement and finds himself watching Trish and his father go at it making the moment seem very surreal.

      Steph takes another couple of shots of vodka, leans back in the chair that is wet from Stan’s perspiration and ejaculation. As she watches them kissing and rubbing, Steph starts to rub her own body in appreciation of her power over men. Well some men… thoughts of Keiran enter her mind and she pushes them away. Swiveling her chair towards Yosef, she goes down on him and he groans loudly. Her mouth wraps around his throbbing man organ and her hands skillfully plays with his scrotum and anal area. Through the corner of her eyes she could see Trish on top of Stan making him beg for more and she smiles to herself. You can’t get better than raw, no holds barred sex she thought to herself. Just as Yosef was about to ejaculate again she pulls away and presses his dick up to his stomach causing him to cum all over himself but he didn’t care. He feels like he died and went to heaven.

      Quickly Steph turns her attention to Trish and Stan. Trish is teasing, not letting him climax, so Steph crawls over, puts one knee on each side of Stan’s head and begins kissing and fondling Trish’s breasts. While Steph is fondling and nipping at Trish’s breasts she lowers herself to Stan’s warm mouth allowing him to search her insides. Trish squeals with delight and decides to let Stan have his moment of triumph which he does as soon as he is up inside her. Then, not giving him a moment to think or compose himself, they move to phase three and pull Yosef down to join them. Steph positions Yosef on his hands and knees, has Stan perform oral sex on Yosef while Trish sits in front of him allowing him to kiss her, which he does fervently. This goes on for hours and hours, one climatic perceived ending after another, the sun rose and shows brightly in the sky and the girls decide that they have had their fill. They all pass out together, right where they are, around nine-thirty in the morning.