This is a sequel to "A Fantasy Comes Alive in Vermont, 1 and 2." It isn't necessary to read the previous stories first, but it would add some context.
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I really couldn't believe I was here, standing on her porch, about to ring the doorbell. I didn't know exactly what was going to happen, but if the last time I saw her was any indication, I'd be going home happy, with some new experiences under my belt. So, after hesitating to compose myself for a minute, I rang the doorbell.
I heard some shuffling around inside. There were a couple of cars in the driveway so I expected that a few people had already arrived. I heard the sound of footsteps, of someone arriving on the other side of the door. It opened.
"Hey Jim, glad you could make it!" Sandy exclaimed, genuinely happy to see me. "Come on in." She opened her arms to welcome me into the house, and met me with a kiss as I accepted the hug.
She introduced me to Carrie, and Barbara, and suggested I take a seat. I sat next to Barbara on the couch as Carrie headed into the kitchen to help Sandy get some drinks.
Barbara was gorgeous, long and lean with short brown hair, great eyes, greater smile, and a nice twinkle in her eye. She was wearing an orange t-shirt, showing off nice, firm, petite tits with great nipples. No bra for Barbara. When she crossed her legs I saw small orange panties under her short grey skirt. Very sexy.
She obviously caught me looking. "See something you like?"
"I like everything I see." No need to waste words here I figured.
She smiled. "So, Sandy told me all about your time in Vermont, sounds like it was a great time." The twinkle in her eyes brightened. "Wish I could have been there."
"That would have been really nice." I said.
"Sandy said that was your first group experience."
"Yeah it sure was." I responded. "And the first time I ever watched people fuck, or ever fucked with other people watching."
"I guess being here means you want more?" She moved a little bit closer to me, smiling.
"Definitely, especially .................... " I hesitated.
"Yes?"
"Especially after meeting you and Carrie."
"Did I hear my name mentioned?" Carrie said, hearing me as she entered the room with Sandy and some drinks.
"Jim says he's looking to have some more fun, especially after meeting us." Barb explained. "The afternoon in Vermont was his first group experience, and first time watching and being watched."
"Oh yeah?" Carrie asked. Looking at Sandy she continued, "How did he do?"
"I invited him this weekend, didn't I?" Smiles all around.
My cock was obviously getting hard inside my jeans. Barb had moved closer to me after putting her drink back on the coffee table, and had draped one of her legs over my thigh. She was now slowly rubbing that leg against my cock.
Sandy noticed from across the room. "Look what you're doing to our guest Barb."
"I noticed." She responded.
She looked at me, with a huge grin, and said, "Maybe we should get the weekend started right now."
I gasped a bit. "Sounds good to me."
With that, she began rubbing my cock through my jeans with her left hand.
Sandy suggested, "Carrie and I have been out shopping all day, and could use some rest, so maybe we can sit here, have a drink, and watch you guys for a while?"
Barb looked at me, bigger grin, and as she grabbed my cock a bit harder asked, "Ok with you? Ok if Sandy and Carrie watch us for a while?"
"You bet!" I didn't even try to hide my excitement.
Barb twisted her body to use her right hand on my cock. I pulled her shirt down a bit to expose her tits, and what a sight! I couldn't resist, so I took each one in her hands, twirling each nipple in my fingers. They got hard in a hurry, and she moaned. With that she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned then unzipped my jeans. She reached inside the denim and rubbed my cock through my underwear.
"MMMmmm" A moan was all I could manage.
She moved the waistband aside and reached inside my underwear, and firmly grabbed my now rock-hard cock. The last time I felt this way was the day in Vermont. I moved one of my hands down to her thigh, slid up under her skirt, and found her pussy, very wet even through her thin orange panties. It brought a gasp to her and another when I slid a finger under the fabric, immediately into her waiting pussy. I rubbed another finger against her clit and she jumped a bit.
I looked across the room and saw Sandy and Carrie both rubbing their crotches through their underwear, having unzipped their pants already. Both smiled back at me.
Barb got up, pulled my jeans and underwear off, threw them aside, and knelt between my legs. She grabbed my cock at its base, gently squeezing with one hand, and slowly moving the other hand up and down the length.
Barb looked up at me. "I have a confession."
"Ok?"
"Sandy told me that she liked the taste and feel of your cock in her mouth, and I've wanted to see for myself since she told me what happened."
She slowly stroked my cock. I looked over at Sandy, who was smiling ear-to-ear.
"You're in for a treat, Jim. Barb is really very good with her mouth."
I had no doubt.
I looked down, "Be my guest."
Barb smiled, then looked down, and slowly started to lick my cock, starting from the bottom, moving up to the head, then down the other side. She looked up at me as she rubbed her chin up and down against the head. She must have licked my cock for five solid minutes.
She stopped and sat upright for a second, adjusted her position, and looked up at me, now slowly and gently stroking my cock.
She turned to Sandy. "Time to see if you're right."
Sandy had removed her panties and I could see her glistening, wet pussy. She just smiled and nodded.
With that, Barb turned to me. "Want me to suck your cock, Jim?"
I nodded my head.
"I didn't hear you." She responded, teasing me by squeezing a bit harder.
