Chapter 1
Sarah
Our story begins on a warm summer evening. We sit on the porch of our luxurious home, sipping sweet tea while Sarah flips through her magazines. "What do you think about a Vegas wedding? The dazzling neon lights of Las Vegas!" Sarah imagined; her eyes sparkled with excitement.
Alex looked up from his laptop, where he was coding an app, mentally buried deep in his code, and smiled. "I can't imagine anything more perfect," he replied. "I'm a step ahead of you. I've already checked. There is a poker convention at the Venetian; I would like to attend the same week."
She pretended she had not heard the most unromantic thing he could say. "I'll still be able to bring my friends as bridesmaids?"
Later in the evening, Sarah distracted Alex from his keyboard for a bit of intimacy, only to be disappointed again. His lovemaking was so dull that she found herself counting the cracks in the ceiling plaster.
Alex suddenly paused with a guttural groan and she felt literal quivers running the length of his cock as he shot spasms of his warm cum filling her. Knowing he had finished and her release had been left hanging again, she gave a short whimper. Sarah was in a major disappointed mood when he moved to get dressed. This was not the first time he finished early before her.
Sarah was left wondering if she was going to trade the security he offered for really bad sex. Heaven knew he had the right equipment. She could not complain about his length and thickness, however, he lacked imagination and, more importantly, inspiration. He left her hanging and always wanting more.
His approach to intimacy was similar to his software business, all cold and with little forethought.
If this marriage was going to work, I would have to do something drastic! I've tried to make small suggestions, trying not to damage his fragile male ego in the past, which he has ignored, and I'm at my wits' end. I'm not sure if this financial security (he is wealthy, however, I never thought of myself as this type of girl) is it worth the abuse it's going to cause my sex life. Something needs to be done. I had no idea, and I was desperate. I need a plan.
I pouted, staring in the mirror. Multiple Ideas trickling. My friends included Mary Beth, the childhood friend who knew all my secrets; Jessica, my college roommate who could always make me laugh; Olivia, the work colleague who was always ready for her next adventure; and Zoe, Alex's sister, who was more like a twin to me. They would be willing to do anything for me! Maybe even this? I paused as ideals gelled.
These girls certainly did not lack a fun, intimate life. Thinking about them, I knew I was in dire need of their help. It would be a brilliant idea if they would cooperate! It would be asking a lot of them, but I just needed daring implementation.
Several hours later, Alex was out, and I had gathered my posse to spring my request on them and get their feedback. Zoe, being Alex's sister, I had no expectations she would go along; however, I felt the rest of them might. I had summoned them together on short notice, and though I had insisted it was a come-as-you-are, some had gone to some competitive effort to dress. That's just the way they were.
I had just finished serving everyone drinks, and Mary Beth, being habitually inquisitive, was the first one to ask, "Sarah, is this more planning for the wedding?"
There was nothing to do but dive straight in. I paused, still timid, to bring my plan up, and I admit wondering if I could tamp down my jealousy. However, in my desperation, I dived straight in: "We have changed the venue to Vegas." This was met with a squeal of excitement. All of you will be given plane tickets and hotel reservations." Following the ovation, I delivered my difficult request.
Sarah grimaced and proceeded. "Alex and I have a problem. Or maybe I have the problem; however, Alex is a major part of this." She frowned and then stated it straight. "He's not that good in bed!"
There was a gasp of universal dismay from the group, and then questions followed. Sarah tried to answer them truthfully but was deeply embarrassed. She could feel her face turning as red as a tomato, though this might have just been her imagination.
"I need your help if you are willing to participate. This is a difficult request for me to make; however, I hope he may need more experience, so I'm declaring an open season on him between now and the wedding. Any of you brave enough to seduce him, please have a go at it. You all have things you can teach him. Please, I need help."
Following her plea, there were some consoling questions. Some seemed willing to participate, while a few wanted to think it over.
Zoe, his sister, was a significant surprise as Sarah had already thought she would be out; however, in the end, she quietly confessed, "He's only a stepbrother, so put me in." She blushed. "I've accidentally walked in on him several times when he was masturbating, and like Sarah said, he has a great package. OK, the first time was by accident, the other times were planned so I could see more." Now she was beet red.
Sarah continued, "Oh. Another thing is I'm not telling him about this, so you each will have to seduce him. This way, later I can hold it over his head!"
Chapter 2
Alex bounded through his front door, eager to tell Sarah about the new client. "Sarah, Sarah...," He called, going through the house. It was a big house. He stopped short, gasping for breath before bursting into the Primary Suite. Instead of his fair-haired wife, a startlingly beautiful woman with long black hair lounged on his bed. He stopped short in his tracks. he noticed the blue eyes and thick glasses before it clicked that this was his wife's friend Mary Beth. They had never talked much, and she had always seemed withdrawn and antagonistic to him. I rarely paid attention to her because you never wanted your girlfriend to know you were giving attention to her good-looking friend.
She had been endowed with curves that would distract any man. In short, she was a real beauty whom, in other circumstances, he would climb. "Mary Beth, what are you doing here, and where's Sarah?
She rose from lounging on his bed, set her Kindle aside, and smiled. "Sarah had a call from work. She had to go to her office to handle an emergency." Here I detected a noticeable blush on Mary Beth...
"I told her I would stick around, give you the message, and maybe hang out with you for a while." She gestured, drawing his attention to her clothing. "Recognize these? It got late, so I raided Sarah's closet to get comfy."
As she moved, I recognized two things immediately. She had no bra on as her nipples pushed jiggling peaks in the blouse, which was cut at her midriff, leaving her stomach bare.
Alex figured any male at this point would be going cross-eyed staring. I tried to pretend to be cool while watching her out of the corner of my eye. She was worth a stare, maybe more than one.
Mary Beth continued, "You're kind of late getting in yourself".
"Yeah, one of those crazy days." He paused, still processing her last statement. "What do you mean you want to hang out?"
"Sarah is my friend, and there is an unwritten code that you don't fool around with your friend's boyfriends. In different circumstances and times, "she smiled coyly," I could fancy you." She paused grinning wider having noticed my fascination with her tits which jiggered every time she moved. "My face is up here."
"You are lovely, however, Sarah..."
She laughed gently," I need to tell you something, and I hope you take it the right way. Sarah has thrown you into a piranha tank."
"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.
"She has thrown you to the wolves and declared you open game, and I'm the hungriest predator in this tank. I see what you are ogling. I wore this outfit specially for you. Sarah is away, and you have me in your bed, so it's a chance to get to know each other... Sarah will not be back anytime soon. I saw to that. Look at how big this bed is. Plenty of room if you want to join me?"
I was still spinning rapidly that this good-looking girl liked me.
"Alex, now that we are friends, I need a favor. I was reading a very erotic story on my Kindle, and it left me kind of..." She paused," steamy. Now might be your best chance to do something about it."
She looked down and grinned at my erection, obvious through my pants.
"You mean?"
Mary Beth's voice became low and confiding as if telling a secret. "Uhm, I'm very close to the edge--just a little of your attention. Alex, I don't need foreplay; I'm way past that. I need you to go down on me and finish me off. You should know what it's like to be left hanging. Help me out. Forget Sarah. She is just a passionless Barbie doll. I can be a lot more fun."
I felt torn by her invitation while she continued in a confidential whisper. "You can pull these shorts off and lick me to submission. I waxed recently with you in mind.
I was surprised even by myself. "Take it all off, except the glasses. I kind of have a thing for women in glasses."
" Why, because you want me to be focused on that erection? She looked down at me again, evidently measuring. "I bet a man as large as you packs a good, healthy amount of sperm. It can be our secret."
Ok, this was an unthinkable invitation to turn down, and it was going to be a secret, wasn't it...?
"Mary Beth, this is a terrible idea! We will both be in more trouble than I want to think about."
Mary Beth arched her back, raising her hips off the bed, and started pulling at her shorts. My god, she was shaved and her pink pussy glistened at me. In the bedside light, it looked wet, and I found my temptation wavering another step towards sin. Her hands went to the hem of her shirt, and she pulled it over her breasts. Large areolas with prominent swollen pebbled tits."
"Come on, Alex, are you going to make me do all of the work?"
Not needing another invitation. The temptation was too great. Without saying anything else, I sat by her feet and claimed one foot. I stuck her toes in my mouth and started sucking while taking time with each of her digits.
She laughed delightedly. "Did you do this with Sarah?"
"No, she says it tickles."
"Hmm.... it feels indulgent. I don't think anyone has ever sucked my toes. It's nice. "
She lay back relaxing; however, I noticed her eyes rolling back. I was getting to her. I switched to the other foot, and after her short gasp, I amped the action up until I climbed between her knees, used a finger to sweep her pink labia open, and in anticipation, she had the sexiest moan. My tongue found her clit and she moaned louder. "That's exactly what I need!"
I sucked to pull up on her clit with my tongue and this had the desired effect with her giving even a more piecing moan. The type of moan I plan on remembering forever...
Her clit was a shiny pearl hiding underneath its hood. I lashed it up and down, which drew an even more piercing cry. I pushed her clit to the side as she shrieked. I pushed a finger inside her with my second index finger, and from the sound she made, I could infer it met with her rapid approval, so I pushed a second finger in. After more vigorous action with my tongue and her continued approval of where I was taking her, I added a third finger into her anus to the first digit.
"Alex. I'm not that type of girl. No Anal!"
"Doesn't that feel good?" I could not understand her muffled comment. However, I continued harder, trying to excite her to a rapid orgasm. Mary Beth was close to climaxing so I took her clit and sucked it again between my lips firmly and she released a final ear-piercing scream. She climaxed like ocean waves, each lifting her until finally her eyes opened and the storm subsided.
I was slightly concerned she might have woken the neighbors. I let her relax out of that orgasm then I went back to work heating her back up for two more mind fucking orgasms. In her final climax, she blushed as bright as a Christmas tree.
"Alex, I was right, you will do."
