'Of course. Tell me everything.'
As he began to narrate his story of the night's activities, Mike reached his fingers in between my legs and poked them into my wet gash. I gripped his sticky cock while he told me the story.
'The little bitch never got tired, at least until the very end,' Mike said, admiration in his voice. 'After we fucked, she looked up at me with that pretty smile of hers and asked if I was tired. I laughed, so she bent down and started sucking my cock again. She kept that up for a few minutes. Then she climbed on top of me and fucked me from on top. Right before I was about to shoot, I flipped her over on her back and fucked her from behind.'
'Was that enough for her?'
'No way. I took a minute or two to recover from that one. She brought me around right away by kissing my balls. When I got a hard-on she climbed on top of me again, this time facing away from me. It was great to fuck her while I watched that ass of hers bounce up and down in front of me.'
'Did she come again?' I asked.
'Yes, of course. She made sure we came together, too. While she bounced on my cock, she reached down with her hands and rubbed my shaft right near the base of my cock. Each time she moved up higher on my cock, her fingers caressed as much of my cock as she could touch. Pretty skillful for a kid!'
I felt a twinge of jealousy. I also felt a twinge of desire. My cunt began to throb. If Susan was so adept at heterosexual sex, maybe she was equally skillful at lesbian sex.
Mike's narrative had both upset and aroused me, but his caresses threw the balance in favor of the latter. His description of Susan hadn't been the only thing that had excited me. Mike's astonishing virility, as well as his finger in my cunt, had excited me, too. I would rather have been in bed with Susan, but I certainly didn't mind having Mike's cock there for the taking. I just hoped he had some energy left after balling Susan so many times. My renewed desire for his cock told me I probably wouldn't have any trouble coming when he fucked me.
Mike climbed on top of me and slammed his cock home. The night of voyeurism, finger-fucking, and fantasy had prepared me for him. My wet, slippery cunt let his big prick in easily.
Mike already knew I could handle his cock, so he wasn't as careful with me as he had been at first with Susan. He fucked me hard and unsparingly, giving me every inch of his dick on every stroke.
I reached up and pulled Mike's face down to my tits. His mouth sucked hungrily at my nipples while his cock moved in and out of my frothing hole.
I felt as if I were about to come. I didn't want to awaken Susan with my screams, so I clenched my teeth. Then I bit my lips, but a few low moans still escaped.
Mike matched his own pace to mine. As I came, his hot jizz erupted into my cunt. A yell of triumph came to my lips, but I held it back.
After, as we lay back on the bed, I noticed Mike looking at me.
'Comparing assets?' I asked.
'I'm not comparing as much as enjoying,' he said.
I looked skeptical, but Mike reassured me. 'I don't want to compare you with Susan. I'll enjoy both of you.'
'Fine. Do whatever you want,' I answered. I wasn't as confident as my words sounded.
'When do I get my turn with Susan?' I asked.
'I don't know,' Mike said. 'We'll have to proceed carefully. And ideas?'
I thought for a while and came up with an idea. 'Tomorrow night we'll fuck. We won't shut the door. We'll be noisy. That'll leave it up to Susan. If she wants, she'll be able to watch. If she does watch the two of us ball, it'll be a start. She'll at least be getting accustomed to being around the two of us in a sexual situation. If we're lucky, when you and I finish, she may let you fuck her with me right there. If she's around me a lot, she'll be more relaxed with me. Maybe she might even get attracted to my body. If she's already a bisexual, it shouldn't be very hard at all from there.'
'Sounds good,' Mike said. 'I'm sure she'll watch. We'll make sure her door is open so she'll hear.' I drifted off to sleep and dreamed the dream once again. As before, Susan came to the bed, and as before, she ate my pussy. The dream ended short of its logical culmination. I didn't reach orgasm. Nor did I get to bury my own face in Susan's snatch. Nevertheless, I felt sure upon awakening that our plan would work. The dream had to be a favorable omen.
I spent the next day showing Susan around town. I pointed out a few historical sights and also showed Susan where some of our friends lived. I told her about the parties, seeing if she were interested.
'Usually men and women pair off and do things to each other,' I told her. 'Sometimes two women or two women and a man get together,' I added.
'Sounds like fun,' Susan said. She didn't even try to act innocent.
I didn't know whether it all sounded like fun to her or whether just some of it did. I realized that her reply was a good sign, however. Lesbianism didn't revolt her enough so that she wouldn't want to be present at the parties. It was at least possible that lesbianism even 'sounded like fun' to her. I knew that I wouldn't be able to find out anything more in conversation, so I let things rest. Besides, my mind was really on the plan that Mike and I would implement that night. I dropped the subject of parties and spent the rest of the day showing her good places to shop and other innocuous local attractions.
That night, we put our plan into operation carefully. At dinner, I served champagne. I wanted to make sure that Susan would be relaxed and light-headed. That part of the plan worked well; by the end of dinner, Susan was high as a kite.
'We're going to turn in early tonight, Susan,' I told her. 'You can stay up and watch TV or read if you like.'
'Thanks just the same, but I'm already pretty drunk,' Susan replied. 'I think I'll go to bed, too.'
Mike and I hurried to our bedroom and initiated the next step in our plan. We undressed quickly and turned out the lights. Then I tip-toed to the door and opened it.
Mike moved quietly down the hall to check Susan's door. She had already turned off her lights. Mike opened her door partway and returned to our bedroom.
As loudly as I could, I told Mike what I wanted him to do.
'Lick my pussy, Mike. I want to feel your tongue inside me,' I said.
Mike went down on me. He did so as noisily as possible, letting his tongue smack against the dripping lips of my cunt. Every few seconds, he loudly slurped up my cunt-juice.
'Mmmmmmm. That feels great,' I moaned as loudly as possible. 'Lick it! Lick my cunt! Ohhh! That's so gooood!' I wanted to be sure that Susan heard me.
I wasn't acting. Mike's tongue felt even better than usual. He didn't eat my cunt as well as Martha or Cynthia had done. It had to be something else that turned me on so much. Maybe it was Susan's presence in the house.
I raised the volume of my cries even high. 'Ummmmm. Ohhhh, yes!' I groaned. By now I was approaching orgasm and the volume would have increased even if I hadn't tried to raise it.
As I came, I let loose a convulsive shriek: 'AAGGGHHH! I'M COOMMIINNGGG!' I yelled.
As my come subsided, I looked at the door. I thought I saw the outline of Susan's head and shoulders as she peeked into the room. The sight of her made my cunt quiver anew. Fresh tremors of pleasure went through me, emanating from my cunt but spreading through my whole body.
I sank back on the bed and softly called to Susan.
'Susan, don't be shy. Please come in, dear.'
At first, nothing happened. None of the shadows near the door moved. Then Mike added his invitation. 'Come on, join us. We don't want to leave you out,' he called.
An instant later, we saw a shadowy form move towards us. Susan seemed to have mixed feelings about joining us.
'Don't you mind?' she asked.
'Of course not,' I answered.
'I didn't think you'd mind if I watched from the door, but I didn't expect you to invite me in,' she said.
Mike reached out and grasped Susan's hand. He pulled her to the bed and pressed her down on the bed next to him. 'We want you to feel like a member of the family,' he said softly. Then he lifted off her
