This is part two of my romantic novel. If you haven't already done so, I recommend starting with part one.
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"I was thinking about having my friends over again this Saturday. You know, the ones that you had fun with. Interested?"
"It was a very exciting afternoon for me. And they had fun. But are you sure you want to share me? Since then we have become much closer and special to each other."
"I don't mind at all. In fact I like the idea of showing you off. There always was competition between us when it came to boys. Who was the better lay. Who's guy ate pussy better. That kind of thing. So now I have you. Handsome, articulate, eats pussy like a champ, and has a big cock. Eat your hearts out, girls!. Blow job is ok, after all they need to reward you for your efforts. But your cock goes only in my pussy, only mine."
"Agreed. How about we make it a nude pool party?. Ramp up the hormones more. Every guy's dream, frolicking with four nubile women."
"I'll pass the word. But remember, keep that cock under control. Don't ruin a good thing."
I had no intention of screwing things up.
Already nude, Janelle met the first of her friends at the door. Her nakedness caused a momentary surprise. "Come on in. Right on time. John's out at the pool, already sans suit. Don't look so surprised, Julie. You can take your clothes off in the spare bedroom then come join us."
The first couple of minutes were awkward. My cock immediately popped up. The suddenness of seeing each other totally bare was part of the fun. The only one who hadn't been nude last time was Janelle.
"Janelle, do you like having a bare pussy? I've been thinking about shaving but wondered about itching," Donna asked. She was the only one of the four that still sported a bush.
"It takes a little getting used to and you have to keep shaving to avoid itching. You have a thick bush. I would think guys would complain about loose hairs when they eat your pussy. A pussy is much sexier to look at when bare. And you can wear a tiny bikini without hair peaking out."
"It helps if someone else shaves you the first time." Alice joined in. "We can do it for you right now."
"First I need a drink, then we'll see."
We sat by the pool and enjoyed drinks. I still didn't drink much but a couple of glasses of wine wouldn't hurt.
"Donna, you ready for your new look?." Alice asked.
"Yeh, why not. I know it's becoming quite popular to be bare. And you guys do look sexy. How we going to do this?"
"First we have to clip the hairs using a scissors. Otherwise the razor will get tangled up. Then some shaving cream, wait a couple of minutes, and start in. I want to do it.." Alice said.
Janelle laughed. "Alice, you just want to get your fingers into Donna's pussy. Just like back in college."
"Don't forget, you tried it too. I seem to remember your tongue in my pussy."
"That's only because I was between boyfriends and horny."
Janelle, Julie, and I sat back and watched Alice trim Donna's bush. Then she lathered up with shaving cream. She used the opportunity to rub Donna's pussy and slide a finger up and down her slit. Donna didn't say a word, just lay back in the lounge chair with her legs spread.
"OK, lay still. No squirming. I don't want to accidentally cut something off. Like your clit for example." as Alice started shaving. The process took about ten minutes.
"OK, all done. Let me rub on some lotion." This was another chance to play with her pussy."
"Come on guys, let's use the pool."
Four sexy women, one guy with a hard on. Does it get any better?
"Janelle, are you going to let John eat our pussies again?"
"Sure, no problem. He's raring to go, aren't you John. And it afterwards you can thank him with a blow job, that's also ok. But no fucking. Please don't tempt the poor guy."
"I think Donna should get to go first. She needs some caressing of her pussy." Julie volunteered.
Donna sat down on a patio chair, pulled up her knees and spread her legs. Her newly bare pussy was glistening. "Go to it John." Janelle encouraged.
And that I did. During the next seven or eight minutes I used all of the techniques Janelle and I had been perfecting the last several weeks. Donna was rather vocal as my tongue and mouth did their magic. She came with a shudder and burst of juices. The others applauded.
Alice was next, followed by Julie. As I knelt in front of her Janelle sat down next to me and started stroking my cock. It zoomed from half mast to full alert in a few seconds. "Just getting you ready for your blow job."
All three of our guests played with my cock taking turns to stroke and suck. I was the center of attraction and enjoying every minute. But even after ten minutes or so of effort I still had not come.
"Girls, its not fair that we leave John unsatisfied. But it looks like it's going to take more than a blow job today. John, come over here and stick your cock in my pussy. Show my friends." Janelle said. She was showing me off.
"This I've got to see!." Julie said. "Gather round, girls, and see how it's done." Janelle teased.
She went on her knees with head down on a pillow. I moved in behind her, positioned my cock at her pussy and pushed. She took all of it in one smooth stroke. I grabbed her hips and started thrusting. She met each thrust by pushing her butt back towards me.
"Give me that big cock, you stud. Fuck me. Blast a big load of cum."
Since I was already somewhat on edge from the blowjobs it didn't take long to climax.
"Good job, John. Now eat my pussy."
This was the third time I had eaten Janelle's pussy after we fucked. But the first time in front of spectators. Janelle's friends gathered round to watch with wonder.
"Is he really going to eat your pussy? With his cum inside?." Donna was amazed.
"We've done this a couple of times already. I told you he was willing to try new things. OK, John, eat my pussy."
She used her fingers to spread her pussy lips and pushed out some cum. I used my mouth to suck all the cum out. Janelle came as I tasted the last.
"John's a pretty amazing lover, don't you think?"
No disagreement from her friends. A few minutes of conversation and her friends headed home. Not, however, before asking for another performance soon.
"John, I was so proud of you. I hope you didn't mind me putting you on the spot, especially with the cum eating. I've been bragging about your skill as a lover. Today you fully confirmed that assessment. I'm one lucky woman to have you."
We took a shower together. I was glad Janelle asked me to move in. Not having to deal with roommates was nice. The house was beautiful and Janelle was close at hand. Each evening during the week we made gentle, loving sex. I felt the pressure to perform lessened and that made our couplings even more enjoyable.
Saturday night was the Harvest Ball. Having attended the New York writers' gala I was better prepared. Janelle hired a limo so we could arrive in style. She wore an elegant formal type dress that accentuated her height and slimness. In high heels she was almost my height.
"You look so handsome in that tux, John." "And you look elegant. And sexy, Janelle."
Both men and women appraised us as we mingled in the crowd. I wasn't much of a dancer but we did get out there several times. Most of the men were well into their forties and older. Some with trophy wives or girlfriends twenty years younger. The Ball was clearly a place to be seen.
A photographer for the society magazine roamed and took several pictures of us. He was intrigued that Janelle was a New York Times Best Seller author. The next issue of the magazine had a four page spread about the Ball. Our photo was one of the more prominent with a caption about Janelle's best seller. At least they spelled my name correctly.
Since Janelle was only separated from her husband I worried that there would be repercussions. "Tony plays no part in my life. Nothing wrong with me having an escort to a charity event."
A week later school started. I was a junior at State this year. The campus was only thirty miles from Janelle's house, so I commuted. As I focused on getting started in my classes, Janelle shifted into high gear to finish her book. One evening she asked me how I liked her first book.
"The writing was good but it was a chick story, not something I could get into."
"That surprises me, I didn't overtly intend a chick novel. Why do you have that impression?"
"A fairly gushy story. Lead characters were all strong women. That's ok but I felt the guys around them were all portrayed as wimps. I couldn't relate to such milk-toast, jelly-fish characters. But who am I to critique? You wrote a best seller."
"Umm, that's interesting. Maybe in my efforts to balance the strength of the leads I went too far with the male characters. I'll take a look at it again. Thanks for the candid comment."
"You know, I think your comment about the males being wimps has some merit." Janelle said a couple of days later. "Would you mind taking a look at the latest draft of my new novel and give me your impressions?"
I was pleased she asked me but worried now that I had stuck my uneducated nose in where it didn't belong. Anyway that weekend I sat down with the draft and made notes as I went along.
