Fuck Buddies With Privileges Ch 09

Sharing Kate - December 29

Six years after we both graduated from college I ran into Allison Caroll in the mall. While we were only casually acquainted in college, we found out that we had a lot in common now. Namely we are both obsessed with work and career. That was two and a half years ago and at the time Allison was an accountant with aspirations for a career in corporate management, since that time she has started her own investigative accounting firm. My name is Brad Marks, at the time I was a young lawyer is a large and prestigious firm, recently I've become a partner in a fast paced tech start up in the business of developing hardware and software for additive manufacturing. Neither of us were looking for a long term relationship, both us have a powerful interest in sex, but neither have the time or inclination to play the boyfriend/girlfriend game. We worked out a mutual agreement to meet mostly for sex on occasion, no strings attached; both are free to spend time with others between meetings. Despite our efforts our relationship has become more than simple fuck partners, but we still put work first and rarely see each other more than once a month. We have fallen into the pleasant habit of entertaining each other with juicy stories about our sex experiences with other partners. Sometimes the stories are real, sometimes fantasy, always titillating. The episodes in this series are best when read in sequence, this story in particular should be read after Chapters 6. 7, and 8.

While we were eating lunch on the mountain the next day we saw Kate carrying a tray of food into the dining area. We thought she and Mike had left earlier in the morning. We got her attention and she joined us.

"We went to the airport with standby reservations," Kate explained, "as it turned out there was only room for one standby passenger and we decided that Mike should take it so he could get home and see his doctor. So here I am for at least another day."

"We are glad to see you," I said, "will you be able to join us tonight."

"Only if you one or both of you are going to fuck me again," she replied.

"Let's start early," said Allison.

The lifts were still running when we came down from the mountain a little early for the end of the day. We found a convenient bar for a round of tequila, and then another round as the conversation shifted to sex talk and promises of what was in store. Kate asked Allison several questions about her favorite ways to fuck and get fucked, she asked me what Allison liked most and we both asked her what her favorite techniques were.

"I've had enough tequila to wash away my inhibitions," Kate announced, "It's time to get nekked."

"Count me in," said Allison as we put on our coats and made our way back to our condo, walking awkwardly in ski boots while lugging skis and poles.

The transition from ski clothes to naked was not quick, no matter how ready to get started we were. Finally we had the equipment stowed and peeled off layers of clothes. While I got the fireplace lit, Allison asked Kate for another body builder show. Kate peeled away the long johns, leaving only a thong. Her muscles were massive and clearly defined. She tightened and bulged her chest muscles, her small boobs looking even smaller on her massive chest. If she were 120 pounds her boobs would be perky and normal, At 180 pounds with zero body fat her boobs are lost in her overdeveloped chest muscles. She turned her back to us and displayed rippling muscles across her back and powerful bulging arms, her leg muscles so clearly defined, her ass sculpted and beautifully rounded, ready to be handled. All of that and she is only five foot, three inches tall.

When she turned around to remove her thong, Allison and I were both naked. Both of us are tall and thin, Allison is just under six feet tall and I'm just over six feet, both of us are slim. Allison's boobs are not large, but against her slender frame they look huge compared to Kate.

"Earlier you were telling me about your favorite way to ride his cock," said Kate, "could you show me?"

"Do you want me to show you?" Allison responded, "or do you want me to help Brad do it to you?"

"Can you make me squirt Brad," Kate asked, "I want to squirt like Allison does, I've never done that."

"I'll do my best," was all I needed to say.

Allison positioned me on the floor in front of and parallel to the fireplace, then got Kate on top of me, facing my feet. With her hands on my knees Kate began moving her hips forward and back with her wet pussy in contact with my cock, but not penetrating her.

"Work your hips Kate," Allison told her, "press down, ride him hard."

Kate didn't need instructions, she started humping her hips faster and faster, all the while pressing her pussy down onto my shaft. Her hips were moving at an amazing pace as she finally started to grunt and moan. Kate is mostly silent when she orgasms so I knew this might be a monumental orgasm for her.

"Lean over further, press your clit against his dick," Allison instructed.

Kate's hands were on the floor between my feet and Allison was using her hand to push my cock up and away from my body to make maximum contact with her clit continued. She kept pumping her hips fast and hard as I tried but failed to keep up with every move. Finally she was laying down fully with her head between my feet, her feet at my shoulders and all the while pumping her hips while Allison held my cock in place so that her sloppy wet pussy was rubbing my shaft from end to end.

Allison was talking her through the process, "keep humping Brad's cock Kate, let yourself go, let that orgasm release and don't hold anything back, let it go Kate, let it go."

With that she inserted two fingers in Kate's pussy and almost instantly Kate screamed, convulsed, clenched and squirted profusely while she continued to incoherently attempt to yell something about a "fucking orgasm." Her squirt drenched me from cock to face, I licked it off my lips. Allison and I both thought we might be killing her. Tears were running out of Kate's eyes, dripping off her jaw and her entire body was shaking as she continued thrashing her hips as if she couldn't stop. With a loud smack Allison slapped Kate's ass hard, then again and again. Finally she began to come down, she rolled off and curled up in a fetal ball, red handprints clearly visible on her ass.

"I'd say we are off to a good start ladies," I said while both of them were stretched out on their backs in front of the now cracking fireplace. I stood over them, stroking my cock with my hand, "don't tell me you are worn out, I'm just getting started."

"Big talk, but you can't back it up," said Allison, "Kate, should we fuck him dry right now or keep him on edge for a while."

"Show me his favorite way to get a blow job," Kate asked. "Lie down here Brad, we are going to take care of you."

"He likes sloppy and loud, make lots of noise with your mouth as you suck him off," Allison explain correctly and Kate followed directions nicely. "We are going to suck every last drop of cum out of you Brad," Allison continued as the squishy noisy sounds grew louder.

"Bob up and down on him hard while I go get the lube so you can probe his ass," Allison advised.

I heard the squish of lube from the tube, then a finger was probing in a successful search of my prostate. I realized that both of them had their lips on my cock as one of them started jerking hard and fast.

"He likes hand jobs a lot," explained Allison, "I jerk him just like this." Allison took her hand away and to be replaced by Kate's much smaller but stronger hand. "Go fast, squeeze him hard, make the cum fly."

"You want me to jerk you off Brad," Kate asked, I grunted as she slowed down and began working her finger on my prostate. "How about I just rub you here and make you cum?" she said as she put pressure on the finger in my ass. "I'm going to suck all that milky cum out of you and catch it in my mouth, it is going to be running out of the corners of my mouth. I'm your dirty cocksucking bitch Brad, and I'm going to eat your cum. Look at the way you are twitching, you want to cum don't you, I'm going to take a little break and let you calm down, I'm going to make this last a long time. You want to share this cock Allison?"

Allison promptly did a full deep throat swallow, I could feel the muscles in her throat squeezing my cock.

"How do you do that," Kate asked Allison, "I can't believe you swallowed his entire cock," she squeezed my balls and started moving her probing finger again.

Allison came off my cock with a popping sound, "now you," she said to Kate. Kate did her best, but I don't think she got it all in her mouth.

"Too big for me," Kate said as she resumed jerking with her hand. "Do you want to cum now Brad?" she asked as she jerked harder and faster.

"Now," I screamed as she quickly took me into her mouth jerking and sucking everything she could get.

"Don't swallow, don't swallow," said Allison, "share it with me." Kate opened her mouth wide as Allison lustily stuck her tongue in her mouth to get a taste. They weren't kissing so much as licking inside of each other's mouths to share the cum.

"Allison has it now Brad, she has your cum in my mouth now," said Kate. Their mouths came together again, this time Allison opened her mouth and let it string out into Kate's mouth.

"Put it in my pussy Kate," Allison said as she lay on her back and spread her legs. As I watched Kate got on her knees and lowered her head toward Allison's eager cunt. As she licked her prize she pushed my cum into Allison's dripping pussy. The two of them stopped and looked my way. Allison crawled over to me and examined the bottom of my foot.

"What the hell are you doing," I asked, startled.

"Baby, your toes were curled so hard that I thought you may have put toe nail prints in the bottom of your feet," Allison explained as they both broke out in laughter.

"Very funny, but I didn't start crying like she did," I said as I pointed at Kate.

"Tears of exaltation and spastic joy," Kate said. "I'm a squirter now, that was my virgin squirt. And if the two of you don't mind I'm probably going to get even louder the next time I orgasm. Brad, if you don't mind, would you do something for me, go out on the balcony and get my luggage."

"What is your luggage doing on our balcony?" I asked instinctively.

She explained that they had checked out of their condo and she had taken her luggage to the airport, when she came back she had nowhere to stay, so she brought her luggage here. Only then did she ask if she could stay with us overnight.

"You can stay with us, but you are going to have to fuck for your keep Kate," I asked and Allison nodded in agreement. "And how did your bags get on our balcony, this is the second floor?"

"The property manager helped me," she explained.

"There could have been a bomb in the bags, why did he let you put them here?"

"I gave him a blow job, he sat there on the ledge below the fireplace and I sucked him off."

We all exchanged a round of high fives and I walked over to the balcony to get Kate's bags. They were covered with about six inches of snow, I was naked, it was cold and I had to walk out in the snow to get the bags. I picked up a snowball, and fetched the bags. With the snowball behind my back, I knelt down between the two amazing naked bodies and with a lump of snow in each hand reached out and mashed the snow into the two steaming pussies. Their reactions were instant, Kate was on top of me holding me down and I could kick my legs, but she had my upper body pinned and she is stronger than me. Allison meanwhile gathered up the snow and packed it around my cock where she held it in place with both hands.

Amid much yelling and general chaos they held me down as the icy snow stung my cock until it became genuinely painful, by that time, however, it was mostly melted.

"Look at this itsy bitsy cock," Allison said, "if it gets any smaller we will need a microscope to find it. And these balls are drawn up so far that I can't even find them. She grabbed what little snow was left and rubbed in through my butt crack, "have you ever had an ice cube stuffed up your ass Brad? That could be fun."

I was mostly speechless at that point, but also thankful that neither of them had an ice cube or more snow available.

"Despite the fact that both of you are abusing me, I'm going to take you out for a special dinner tonight. When you start a sex session early like we did, you need to take a dinner break before the second round."

"Who is abusing who?" Allison was quick to ask.

"You held me down and damn near froze my dick off," I shot back, "that's abuse, you will be sorry if I can't get it up later. But since I'm totally in love with you, and since Kate gives incredible blow jobs I'm still going to take you somewhere special for dinner."

"We are in for a big night Kate," Allison promised, "sex makes him hungry and food makes him horny. This might go on until morning.

I'm more carnivore than omnivore. I crave meat at every meal. I can feel very satisfied without sweets or salty snacks, but I can't quite make it through the day without a slab of beef. For me an ideal meal would be a big slab of rare prime rib, followed by a petite fillet wrapped in bacon for desert. I've never seen that on a menu. I also believe that a great steak is more the product of a talented chef with a hot grill and impeccable timing than it is about the actual cut of meat. The meat needs to be of good quality to begin with, but beyond that it takes a good chef to make it great.

A rancher in Eastern Colorado raises Tajima cows, the same breed that is renowned for Kobe beef in Japan. The Colorado Chop House restaurant in Aspen sells them as domestic wagyu without making inflated claims that they are Kobe beef, and we had an 8:00 reservation for three. All the hype about daily massages, giving them beer to drink and gentle handling to produce Kobe beef serve primarily to justify ultra high prices. If steaks from Tajima steers truly are superior to more traditional North American breeds, then the steaks should be better. I'm a skeptic about that, but anxious to give it a try.

The Colorado Chop House is neither pretentious nor elegant. The once rich carpet has more than a few bare spots, the crystal candle sticks are dull and chipped, the menu is dog-eared, the daily specials are written on a chalk board, and restaurant seating shares the same large room as the well worn and fully occupied bar. On the menu under beef there is sub-section for domestic wagyu and mention that it is Tajima beef, but no special hype about Kobe beef. It's my kind of restaurant, it looks like a good place for a cold beer and a great steak.

As a weightlifter, Kate understands the need for protein, she and I both ordered a thick cut ribeye. Allison ordered a Tajima medallion, which turned out to be a small and closely trimmed ribeye. Over a cold beer Kate related a few stories about the world of body building and sex. In her opinion most of the male lifters are too busy preening to think about sex.

"There are guys who get a stiff dick by looking at themselves in the mirror," she said. Away from the fitness center they lead reasonably normal lives, but in the gym they are too occupied with muscle development to give a thought to sex. The same with the women, although occasionally two women will find a dark corner of the locker room for some close contact. She told us about meeting Mike in the sauna, both of them clad only in towel. She noticed a lump in Mike's towel so she picked it up to check and sure enough he had a boner. She decided that any man who could get excited about seeing her covered in sweat and with the oppressive heat of the sauna, might be a man worth spending a little time with. A year later they were married.

Allison reached under the table between my legs and gave me a boner check. "Did you just check him out for a stiffie?" Kate asked.

"Check for yourself," Allison responded.

From the other side Kate reached between my legs and found the hard lump in my jeans. "You said he might not recover from the snow pack?"

"Sex stories turn him on," Allison said, "but what I really believe gave him a hard on was that platter of steaks that the waiter just delivered to the next table. Meat makes his meat hard."

"Very funny," I said as they high fived over the table.

The steaks were fabulous; actually they were even better than that. Perfect steaks, perfectly grilled. I'm tentatively convinced, an absolutely perfect cut of beef that has been expertly prepared is better than a high grade cut that has been expertly prepared; both are outstanding. More research is going to be needed.

As we finished dinner the subject of Kate's first squirting orgasm came up.

"I've had powerful orgasms before, but the difference was Allison talking into my ear, telling me to let all my reservations go free. For the first time I felt I could totally let loose and scream or use any nasty language I wanted; I was just totally into enjoying the climax and let it just happened. It surprised me when I started gushing."

"I'm sure that if we had aimed you just right, you could have put out the fire in the fireplace," Allison commented. "Often when I'm alone in a hotel, before I go to bed I get in the shower and start rubbing myself off. I get my knees bent and legs spread and just keep rubbing at a furious pace until I'm blasting a load at the wall of the shower. It just feels so wanton, nasty, dirty and wonderful. Sometimes I do it in the morning, then I spend the day in a business suit; serious and professional on the outside, but on the inside telling myself I'm a nasty slut and proud of it."

As I was signing the check I said, "ladies, I'm close to shooting a load in my shorts, but I would prefer to unload in one of your hot cunts, can we go now?"

"Brad has worries about his intervaginal ejaculation latency time," said Allison.

"His what?" Kate responded.

"He worries that he will be a premature shooter," she said, "that comes from watching too many porn movies where the men last for hours."

Kate looked at me and said, "you can shoot a quick load in me anytime you want Brad, for the rest of the night my job is to get a second pussy full of cum out of you."

"So much pussy and so little time," I said, "let's go."

We made our way back to our condo, turned on some soft music, got undressed and piled into bed together. Allison leaned over me, kissed me passionately and thanked me for a great vacation. She reminded me that neither of us had talked about work for three days. I reminded her that she had given me a very generous Christmas gift, but the best gift was the time we were spending together. With that she moved over me, took my cock in her hand and guided it into her pussy as she lowered her body on mine. In the soft glow of the outside lights, she slowly and sensually rocked her hips with my cock buried deep in her.

After a few minutes she leaned over and laid on my chest and gave me a warm and loving hug and whispered into my ear, "its Kate's turn."

Kate repeated the same process, kissing me passionately and thanking me for letting her stay with us and for the great dinner and great sex. Then she guided my cock into her pussy and began slowly rocking her hips just like Allison had done.

"This is so sensual and romantic," she said, "but now I'm ready for some power fucking."

She paused to look at me and see how I was going to react, that was all time I needed. Quickly I rolled her over, my cock still buried in her I rolled her over on her back and began pounding into her hard and fast; she squealed in delight.

"Fuck her hard Brad, pound your dick in her, make her cum," Allison was yelling encouragement into my ear; yelling from about three inches away from my ear.