La Aces

Hi, everybody! Your old pal Dr. Nick's back with some more of the sweet, sweet humor that I know you love so much. …no? Okay, I also have porn for you. But first, the housekeeping.

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Chapter 3: Three is a Magic Number

Celebrities: Katharine McPhee, Renee Olstead

Codes: MF, MFF, cons, oral

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"What the fuck is pocky, anyway?" It felt like I had asked myself this question a dozen times already; maybe it was because I had. Since Katharine did in fact have "things to see and people to do," while I didn't, I had volunteered to do the shopping. I had managed to track down every other item on the list, some that I couldn't even pronounce, but pocky was proving to be very elusive.

As I bent down to look at something, I got the distinct impression that I was being watched. As nonchalantly as I could, I straightened myself up, and turned my head. My suspicions were confirmed; someone was checking out my butt. I couldn't help but be flattered, especially when I saw who was doing it.

She had a nice body herself; she was rather short, but she had impressively large breasts that strained against a grey tank top, and her faded blue jeans were tightly hugging her legs. Her red hair was covered by a green baseball cap; her ponytail popped out the back.

I turned back around just as she tried to get another look at me; as I did, I saw my quarry. Just to make me feel stupid, it was right at eye level, about four feet away from me, with "pocky" written on it in big, red letters. Sighing, I grabbed a couple of boxes and headed to the checkout line.

As luck would have it, the redhead was in line next to me. She gave me a look that could only be described as smoldering. I smiled politely, and she returned it, though hers was much more "I want to fuck you right here" than "Please stop ogling me, nice sexy lady." I was thankful to be out of there before she said anything; I wasn't entirely sure that I could get out "I have a girlfriend" before she was on me.

The next couple of hours were uneventful in the sense that nobody (that I knew of) was undressing me with their eyes, but pretty much only in that sense. I noticed somebody taking my picture as I walked by a newsstand, but didn't think anything of it until he started following me. I was about to ask him what he was doing when I saw something out of the corner of my eye: Me. I was on the cover of some celeb gossip rag; I was an "unidentified man" seen getting into a limo with Katharine in Las Vegas. The magazine promised "scandalous secrets" of our antics; for a laugh, I bought it and thumbed through the article.

Apparently we had been dating in secret for months, which was news to me. We had also been seen "cavorting and carrying on into the early hours of the morning, at which point the pair returned to her Las Vegas hotel room for some privacy." Right. I couldn't help but laugh, and the photographer asked me what was so funny.

"It's this," I gave him the magazine as I got into the car. "You guys sure know how to make stuff up."

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I pulled into the driveway, and saw that Katharine had returned. I brought in the bags, and called out to her.

"Kat?" No response. "Katharine?"

"I'm out by the pool!" I didn't know exactly where the pool was, but I figured I could follow the sound of her voice and find it. As I got closer, I heard that she was having a conversation with another woman.

"So I met a guy today." This was the other woman.

"Really? What's his name?"

"Um…okay, so I didn't meet a guy." Katharine giggled; it sounded annoying again. Damn my brain and its cyclical taste in vapid laughs. "But I saw one. He was

really

cute."

"Like?" Ugh, and she drew out the long i, too…God, what was wrong with me today?

"He was kinda tall, brown hair…well-built, but not in that 'Look at me I'm so buff' kind of way, you know?"

"Oh, I do…I hate people who always obsess over how they look." Says the girl who threw a fit when her legs tanned. Shut up, brain, shut up! I turned a corner, and caught sight of them; they were reclined in pool chairs, under an umbrella.

"Hope you ladies aren't talking about me behind my back," I said with a smile. Katharine, wearing a tiny black bikini, came out first, giving me a quick hug and a kiss. I returned both, then went to drag over a chair for myself while Kat went back to her friend. I could see that they were whispering to each other when I came back. "Is it alright if I join you?"

"Of course." Kat smiled, turning to her friend. "Renee, this is Nick, the guy I told you about. Nick, this is Renee Olstead." I got my first good look at Katharine's companion, and my pulse soared. It was the redhead I had seen in the store, and there was no mistaking the fact that she recognized me. She was wearing a dark blue bikini that went very well with her red hair; it also went very well with her breasts. I had thought them impressive in the market, but now I could see that they were positively massive. I made a concerted effort not to stare as I politely shook her hand.

"Go ahead," she started, sounding like I wasn't the first guy to strain himself to look away, "You can stare at my tits."

I feigned indignation. "Stare? Me?! I am FAR too much of a gentleman to

stare

at a strange, attractive woman's breasts. Tell her, Kat."

"You stared at mine."

I turned to face her, still in the act. "You're not helping."

Katharine's face took on a look of sympathy, and it carried through to her voice. "I'm sorry, baby, was I supposed to help?" She looked at Renee, who was laughing. "He never stared…what?"

"You two. You're cute."

We got to talking, and I was pleasantly surprised to see that Renee was smarter than myself and Katharine put together, which pretty meant she was about as smart as me. I took off my shirt after a while in the heat, and Renee started stealing about one glance at my chest for every three I stole at hers. It was like she said, really; my decent physique was more a combination of genes and a lot of walking than hours in the gym.

"Give me a back rub, sweetie?" Katharine asked after the conversation tailed off for a minute. She had already flipped herself over, and I had a feeling that "No" wasn't on my list of options. I got out of my chair and straddled her, my legs on the sides of the chair and my crotch brushing up against her black bikini bottom. I started by just lightly rubbing all over, letting her contented sighs guide me to where I needed to go. Once I found a spot that Katharine liked, I turned to Renee to strike the conversation back up, but she wasn't there. Her chair was empty. I looked to my left, I looked back to my right…nothing. She had vanished.

And then I felt her tongue on my neck.

My entire body froze except for my head, which whipped around to see her grinning wickedly. My eyes went wide. I mouthed "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" She only smiled more.

"Something wrong, honey?" Luckily, Katharine kept her head down as she asked; I didn't feel up to the task of explaining why I was staring at another woman when I should have been rubbing her back. I shot Renee a dirty look, and wordlessly returned to my rubbing.

Renee wasn't done, however. As soon as I turned my back on her, she was on me again, her tongue attacking that same sensitive spot on my neck. I closed my eyes and literally shook it off, steeling my reserve. Renee knew what she wanted, though, and she wasn't going to let a little thing like the fact that I was currently sitting on my girlfriend get in her way. She silently wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my chest in a way just like I was rubbing Kat's back. Or maybe I changed my pattern to match hers. I forget.

I swallowed and continued to work, silently praying that Katharine would have another one of her "Sun: Bad" fits. As Renee's hands rubbed my pecs, her tongue slowly moved down my spine, licking up beads of sweat as they rolled down my back. Her hands started moving down, over my nipples, down past my stomach and coming to a stop inches away from my crotch, which itself was pressed against Katharine's ass.

Just as suddenly as Renee had started, she stopped. "Katharine," she pouted, "Nick's not having fun."

"Mmmmm, I think he is…I can feel it." She giggled, and I started to wonder if she could possibly know what Renee had been doing. "Nick, why haven't you been nice to Renee? She's been begging you to give her some attention, and you don't do anything for her? Shame on you."

"E-excuse me?"

Katharine spun around, a big smile forming on her face when she saw my look of total shock. "You wouldn't stare at her tits, you didn't even so much as moan when she was rubbing and licking you…it's almost like you don't want a three-way."

This had to be a joke. I did not just hear that. Katharine pulled me down into a kiss, rubbing my ass as she kissed me. I felt Renee's hands on my chest again, and I didn't question them. If this was a dream, then all I could hope for was that nobody pinched me.

After a minute or so, Katharine broke the kiss, sliding out from under me. "Chair's too cramped," she explained. "Plus, why have sex in a chair when you could have sex in a pool?" I couldn't see any flaws in her logic, and therefore didn't object as she tried—and failed—to do an impressive cannonball. Renee laughed as Katharine splashed her, and decided to take the more civilized route and use the stairs to get in.

I sat on the edge of the pool, taking off my shoes and socks as I watched Renee and Katharine splash each other. The way they were acting, they could have been a couple of high schoolers, instead of famous celebrities. After a while of this, Katharine swam toward me, looking up at me from the pool.

"What's the problem, sweetie? Water too cold for you? Cause, if it is, "she smiled, "I could make it a little hotter…" She reached behind her back and untied her bikini top, handing it up to me. I held onto it as I started taking off my pants, sliding into the pool alongside her.

"You're right, it is hot in here." I kissed her again, circling my thumbs around her hard nipples. She giggled.

"I can't believe we're doing this," She whispered in my ear as she started taking off her bottoms.

"Neither can I." I pressed her against the wall of the pool, lining my cock up with her pussy. Just as I slid it in, I felt two very large, soft breasts pressing against my back, and Renee's mouth on my neck.

"You two started without me…not fair." Renee squeezed my ass with both hands, and I thrust into Katharine a little harder than I intended to, making her gasp. It was my turn to gasp a second later, as Renee pushed her index finger into my asshole. "You like that, Nicky?"

"It's…different," I replied honestly, sliding my cock in and out of Kat's cunt. Renee chuckled, and started to wiggle her finger a bit. I didn't know exactly what she was hitting, but whatever it was it felt really good. I closed my eyes and moaned, stopping for a second to savor the feeling.

Katharine was having none of that, though, and drew my attention back to her with a kiss. I redoubled my efforts on her pussy, slamming my cock into her with every thrust. She was rocking against me as well, causing our entire bodies to crash together when I pushed in.

Kat's breathing grew heavier as I fucked her; she started writhing in pleasure, her wet hair flying in all directions. I kept my pace, then increased it, smiling triumphantly as Katharine started to orgasm.

"Ohhh, fuck Nick…that's the spot…oh, shit right there…fuuuuuck!!!" She let out a high-pitched scream as she came, her pussy clenching my cock tightly. This, along with the delightful things Renee was doing to my ass, was enough to send me over the edge. I grunted loudly as I shot my load into Katharine's pussy; my ass tightened involuntarily around Renee's finger, making the pleasure that much greater.

I kissed Katharine gently a couple of times as we both basked in the afterglow, but our reverie was interrupted by Renee clearing her throat. "Well, you two have both gotten off…what about me?" I had to smile at her straightforwardness.

"Well…let's do this." I laid out my plan, and after some shifting the pieces were in place: Renee on her back, legs dangling into the pool; Katharine on her knees, with her pussy over Renee's face; I remained in the pool, gently kissing Renee's supple legs.

As I worked my way up to Renee's thighs, Katharine lowered her pussy onto the redhead's face. Looking up, I could Katharine grinding her pussy against Renee's face over her mountainous breasts; it was quite a sight. Kat's eyes were tightly closed; her head was cocked to the side; even though she was biting her lip I could hear her needy moans.

I took Renee's clit into my mouth, giving it a quick, hard suck. I let my tongue circle around it a few times as my fingers probed her moist pussy. I alternated speeds randomly, sometimes attacking her clit with full force and then just standing still, holding her when I thought she was on the brink.

As if my mouth on her pussy and Katharine's pussy on her mouth wasn't enough, Renee was also busying herself by playing with her tits. They had gotten so wet and slick in the pool that it seemed a chore for her just to hold onto them. I let my mind drift off into wondering what it would be like to fuck them; the thought spurred me on to lick her harder, and faster.

Katharine was also playing with her tits, rubbing them in slow circles as Renee attended to her pussy. It felt strangely odd, watching her pleasure, sort of like I was a voyeur instead of a participant. She scrunched her face up as she came for a second time, cream flooding onto Renee's face.

The taste of Katharine's cum was enough to send Renee into orgasm; she bucked and writhed in pleasure as her juices flowed. Katharine rolled off of her, taking Renee's hands off of her tits and replacing them with her own. Katharine gently pinched Renee's nipples, making the redhead gasp.

"You like that, Renee?"

"Yes…uh! That's…ow! Fuck, that's good!"

I continued licking Renee's pussy, shifting my focus slightly. I left her clit alone, my tongue moving to the area where my fingers had been, probing her soft folds. I lapped gently at her pussy, watching as Kat moved down to do the same to her nipples. Renee would arch her back as she got close, and I let her come down before continuing to lick her.

"Oh, Godddd," she moaned, the pleasure bringing tears to her eyes. "Oh God I'm gonna cum, oh God I'm gonna cum, oh God I'm gonna cum," she repeated.

"No, you're not, honey," I told her. "Not until we let you."

Renee wrapped her legs around my back, pulling me in close to her pussy. It was clear that she was close, and she desperately wanted me to bring her over the edge, but I wouldn't be swayed. I tormented her with my tongue, making her scream in frustration.

Katharine had stopped playing with Renee's breasts, instead rubbing her own pussy as I licked Renee's. Her moans mixed with Renee's, creating a sound that was as pleasing to the ear as it was to my cock. I knew that I would have to get off again, but decided to stick to the matter at hand.

Renee's back arched again, telling me that she was close. This time, I decided to finish her off. I took her clit back into my mouth, sucking hard on it and reinserting my fingers into her pussy.

"Oh God Nick that's it…make her fucking cum!" Katharine cried out as she came on her fingers. She held them over Renee's mouth, and the young redhead lifted her head to lick them clean. Kat took Renee's mouth and held it in place, making her suck on the cream-coated fingers.

I attacked Renee's clit with renewed force, and was rewarded as her juices started to flow again. I licked up as much as I could, the rest streaming down her legs and glistening in the late afternoon sun. Satisfied that I had gotten everything out of her that I could get, I sat up on the edge of the pool and watched Renee suck Kat's fingers. After a moment, Kat slowly pulled her fingers out of Renee's mouth, and it was my turn to clear my throat.

"Not that I don't love licking pussy or anything, but I'm gonna explode if I don't cum soon." Katharine giggled. Renee just smiled, moving back towards the pool.

"I think I can take care of you."

She got in, softly rubbing her creamy tits while I scooted closer to the edge. My cock was rock hard and aching for release after going so long without any; it throbbed as I watched Renee. She brought her head down close to my cock, and I could feel her hot breath on it. I almost came just from the warm, moving air; Renee smiled, reveling in my agony.

"You look tasty," she started, "but I think I know some other place you'd like more." She hefted her massive breasts out of the water, and I couldn't help but stare at them. They were, in a word, perfect; I could only imagine what it would be like to have them wrapped around me. I closed my eyes, savoring the anticipation; any second now, those heavenly jugs would be wrapped around my cock…

"Oh, shit, look at the time!" My eyes shot open at Katharine's exclamation; she was looking at a watch that had been on the chair she was in.

"What?" I couldn't begin to comprehend how time mattered at all, when I had been so close to those tits.

"It's 5:30 already!"

"And?!" I felt veins in my neck sticking out.

"And we have to get to the premiere!" Before I could even ask what premiere, or how it mattered, Renee was already responding.

"Oh, shit, we're gonna be late!" She got out of the pool, hurriedly gathering her swimsuit.

"Not if we hurry. Come on, I'll drive you back to your place." Katharine had taken Renee by the hand, and they were now running away from the pool. As they got inside, Katharine called out to me. "I left a suit on the bed for you…I'll be back in half an hour! Be ready!"

And just like that, she was gone. I just sat there for a minute, completely dumbfounded, half expecting them to run back and say that I was on Punk'd.

"She was…" I said to myself. "I was…it was…and then…they…so close…

…

FUCK!"

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"All I'm saying is that it's not fair. When you said 'Oh my God it's 5:30' I naturally assumed that we had to be somewhere before ten!"

I sounded crazy, I know. But, in my defense, it had been a very bad afternoon for my sanity. After coming closer than any man should to Renee's mammoth tits without actually feeling them, I had spent the past three hours waiting for Katharine to get ready.

Despite the fact that she was gorgeous from the second she rolled out of bed, she had to visit her team of stylists and get every little thing looked at and touched up and powdered and creamed and teased and God knows what all else. I had stopped saying it after the third dirty look I got, but I really felt like it was counterproductive; she was trying to look sexier by covering herself in a layer of mousse and makeup, but she was much less beautiful for it.

"I don't see what you're complaining about."

"What do you MEAN you don't see what I'm complaining about?! If you weren't so obsessed with improving on perfection, we could have had three more hours of fun in the pool!"

Katharine rolled her eyes, but then she smiled and slid closer to me. Her leg brushed against mine, and I started getting flashbacks to the last time we were alone in a limo. "You really think I'm perfect?"