There are a few things that should never go together. Three of these things are a sneeze, a laptop computer and a full cup of coffee.
Now that I have fixed my computer, I'm working on getting my storylines updated.
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Suzie was staring into my face when I woke up. When she saw that I was awake she began tracing my abdomen with the balls of her fingers, while she looked down at my chest. I could tell that there was something on her mind, so after a brief wait, I said to her, "Out with it."
Suzie flushed, embarrassed as she continued to rub my stomach. When she finally looked up into my eyes, she reluctantly said, "Davey, last night I saw you look at Bitsy, and I realized that I hadn't warned you about her. Davey, she's a really good friend and I love her to death; but she's a real predator. She goes through men ten at a time. I don't know why she's so good with men, but she is."
I smiled when I saw the concerned look on her face. I knew that her concern was real, but it was a little funny to me. I tried to keep my face neutral as I scrambled in my mind how to answer her concern. I finally hugged her and said, "You didn't give yourself enough credit; I'm much more interested in you."
Suzie had thought because of my physical reaction, I was interested in her friend. I was also sure that Bitsy was only interested in me because, being a very competitive woman, she sensed the interest of other women.
"So, why is she such a predator? What does she do that makes her such a predator?" I asked Suzie.
Suzie blushed bright red and averted her eyes. I finally heard her say quietly, "Davey, have you ever heard of frottage?"
I shook my head, looking puzzled and said, "I'm not sure, I've heard of a type of art where you place a sheet of paper over a relief and rub a piece of charcoal over it: but I have a feeling isn't what you're talking about."
Suzie giggled and said, "No, that's not what I'm talking about. Frottage is derived from the French word that means to rub. It's a sexual thing. Bitsy will go to a club and rub herself against a guy until they both cum. She does it right in the club in front of everyone."
I began laughing when she told me and said, "I think we may have discovered why she's so popular with men."
Suzie began laughing as well. We were so loud that we woke Ellie up. "Good morning," Ellie said, stretching and smiling, "What are we talking about?"
"We were talking about Bitsy and her hobbies." I told Ellie smiling.
Ellie looked puzzled for a moment and then she said, "Davey, she's a real man-eater. She'd chew you up and spit you out in about two minutes."
"I think you are severely underestimating me," I said with a wide smile. "I'm sure that I'd last at least three minutes."
Ellie and Suzie looked at each other and said, "Let's get him."
They jumped on me and began tickling me just as the twins walked in. Jen smiled and said, "Oh goodie, can we help?"
Ellie said, "Yeah, get in here."
I could have almost handled the two of them; but with all four, I had no chance. I'm not ticklish anywhere on my body except, the side of my ribs and the bottom of my feet; one spot for each of the girls. We used to do this all of the time when we were younger. As we grew up, we grew out of it. Doing it now, in the nude with these four fabulous women is as good as life gets. I would have continued as long as possible; however it only took a few moments to realize that I really had to pee urgently.
"Anyone who doesn't let me go is going to be peed on." I gasped out.
Suzie grabbed me by my hard-on and pulled me toward the bathroom as she said, "I'll make sure that he isn't lying."
When we got to the bathroom, I told Suzie, "I really wasn't kidding, I've got to go."
"I know," Suzie giggled, "I just wanted to help."
"It's usually a one man job," I told her with a chuckle.
"I'm having a hard time pointing it down enough to hit the toilet." Suzie said playfully.
"It doesn't help at all that you keep pumping it," I told her in exasperation.
Suzie giggled mercilessly as she said, "I'm sorry Davey, but I really like it."
I finally talked her into letting me do it by myself as she watched. It took a little while for my excitement to go down enough to accomplish my goal. "Men are so lucky," Suzie told me as she watched me pee, "You can almost always get into the bathroom quickly. We women often have to wait so long because we have to sit down. You just have to unzip and whip it out where you stand."
I looked at her as I finished and told her, "Anyone can pee standing up, if you want, I'll teach you."
The incredulous look on her face while she considered what I said was priceless as I struggled to keep my face neutral. She finally asked, "Why don't women pee that way all the time then?"
I held my laughter until after I told her, "Because if they did, they'd soak their shoes."
I flushed the toilet while the look on Suzie's face changed from puzzlement to hilarity. Her laughter grew as she dragged me out of the bathroom by my penis, using it gently, like a leash.
The other girls were watching us as we came out of the bathroom. Ellie began laughing immediately as Suzie began to explain why she was laughing, since she'd heard the joke before, but the twins had to wait until Suzie got to the punch line.
"You're such a brat Davey," Jan said to me when she stopped laughing.
Ellie gave her a mock glare until Jan looked at her. Ellie then told her, "You need to be careful what you say to Davey, or I'll have to go out and get a tube of superglue."
Suzie began laughing so hard that I had to hold her upright to keep her from falling. Ellie was smiling widely as well. But the thing that was so amazing was the embarrassment on the faces of the twins. Jen and Jan were seldom embarrassed by even their most outrageous behavior, so this immediately caught my interest.
Jen's blush was scarlet as she said to Ellie, "You promised that you'd never tell Davey."
Ellie looked at her sternly and replied, "Two things are wrong with that statement. First, I told you both that I wouldn't tell Davey as long as you both behaved. You have both been getting more and more out of control for the last week. Davey is too nice to you to make you behave. He needs to know how far out of control you two get if you're not reigned in."
"Second, I have not told him about the superglue incident: but you will now. I think it will be far more embarrassing for you to have to tell him."
My curiosity was nearly overwhelming as the expressions on the girl's faces got even more mortified. I watched the silent argument between the two of them rage until Jan capitulated and finally began to talk. She spoke so quietly that Ellie commanded her to start over and speak up.
Suzie and I had moved over to the bed and snuggled in with Ellie, while the twins moved to be near each other for mutual comfort and support. Ellie cleared her throat to encourage Jan to start again as I settled in to hear the story.
Jan began to talk as Jen's eyes lowered even further. "Jen had been such a brat to me for weeks that we were fighting every night. She was on a winning streak, and made me give up first for more than a week. One morning I woke up early and went to the bathroom. I was angry for having lost to her so many times in a row that I thought I should get even. I saw the tube of superglue that I had on the vanity and came up with my worst plan ever."