“Damn, maybe we aren’t going to have any guys in common. You have some real A-listers in your notches.”
I laughed. “Well, first of all, I’m working my way down, and secondly, I wouldn’t label Glen as an A-lister. The whole thing was over in thirty seconds.”
“Seriously?” she said, giggling.
“Yeah, and I think I’m being generous. He only got half way in before he pulled out and spurted all over my stomach and tits.”
“No way!”
“And that’s not even the worst part. As I was cleaning myself off with my panties, he had the nerve to ask me if I came.”
She howled with laugher, and had to catch her breath.
“Needless to say,” I continued, “the quarterback didn’t get a second chance to get into the game.”
When she stopped laughing, she said, “Ok, how about Jeff Danzinger?”
I stared at her in shock. “Jeff?”
She stared back. “I knew it! See? I can’t swing a fucking dead cat in this town without hitting someone I’m sexually linked to.”
“You and Jeff?” I asked.
“Yeah. We dated for three months.”
“Same here,” I said.
“Yeah, that’s about the limit with Jeff. That’s when his little fetish gets to be too much.”
I laughed. “I know exactly what you’re talking about.”
She was on a roll now. “It started off ok. I mean, we’re fucking, you know, doggy style, and his fingers start to wander. And I’m ok with that. A little ass play is fun. Hell, I even tease Tony’s pucker when I’m giving him head, and he likes it.”
I laughed.
“So I was ok with Jeff at first. But the next time we’re in that position, his fingers are going wild back there, probing me like I was a captured human specimen on a fucking UFO. I was like, hey buddy, give it a break. Unlike my pussy, I have to use that for other things.”
I was laughing hard, trying to catch my breath.
“So he backed off. Then the next time, he’s licking my pussy, you know, up and down, up and down, all the way from the top to the bottom, nice long licks. I was enjoying myself until I noticed his tongue would wander south of the border now and then. Lick-lick-lick, and then a little swirl down over my asshole. I’m like, fine, go ahead if that’s your thing. It feels weird, but not too bad. Just don’t plan on kissing me when you’re done.”
My sides were hurting from laughing so much.
“And then it’s lick-swirl-lick, then lick-swirl-swirl, and then he dropped all pretenses of being interested in my vagina, and went to town like he’d given up chocolate for lent and it was finally Easter morning. He was actually fucking my ass with his tongue. Which, to be honest, wasn’t that bad, and I managed to come by diddling myself while he was busy down there.”
“But of course, he wasn’t happy with just that, and he wanted to put his dick in next. And as you well know, he’s not a small guy, and as you can see, I’m a petite lady. I’m not good at math, but that addition wasn’t adding up to be a pleasurable experience. He tried talking me into it, and when I said no, it seemed like it was all he could think about. I finally had to end it to spare my sanity.”
I was finally able to catch my breath, and I nodded. “It was all the same with me, even the tongue fucking.”
She grinned. “Did he go nuts when you didn’t let him ass fuck you?”
I blushed and she looked surprised. “You let him?”
I gave her an embarrassed shrug. “I was curious.”
“And?”
“A little painful at first, but not too bad.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. Not something I want to do all the time, but yeah.”
“You’re a better woman than me. So why’d you break it off?”
I blushed again. “Well, his obsession didn’t end with ass fucking.”
She looked confused. “I’m not following. What comes after that?”
“Well, with Jeff, what comes after that is him asking me if he could watch.”
Her brow furrowed. “Watch? Watch what?”
I could feel the blush heating my cheeks. “Me.”
“You?”
“Yeah, he wanted to watch me take a shit.”
Her eyes went wide. “No fucking way!”
“And it gets worse.”
“How could it fucking possibly get worse?”
“He wanted me to do it while we were sixty-nining — with me on top.”
She stared at me without speaking. Then she said, “If you tell me you said yes, I’m leaving. Even if I have to fucking walk home.”
I laughed hard again. “Of course not. That was the reason I broke it off.”
She relaxed. “Oh thank god.”
“But,” I added, “after we broke up, he dated Marilyn West for six months.” I grinned.
“Oh shit. Now I have to think about what that cow did with him. Thanks a lot.”
We were laughing hard when the boys rejoined us.
“What’s so funny?” Joey asked, sitting beside me and looking delicious as he dripped onto the deck.
“We’re just swapping girl stories,” I replied, leaning into him.
He kissed me, and our tongues touched briefly. He said, “You’re not sharing any of our secrets, are you?”
“Of course,” I replied with a grin. “That’s what we girls do.”
We kissed again, and his tongue explored my mouth. I sucked on it softly, capturing it between my teeth. I could feel the sexual tension of the day settling into my crotch, causing a tightening sensation, accompanied by a slipperiness.
We separated, and noticed that Tony and Gwen were staring at us.
“Get a room,” Tony said with a grin.
“Now that sounds like a good idea,” I said, tightening my arms around Joey’s shoulders. “I happen to have one of those nearby.” I was horny as hell.
Joey leaned in and we kissed again. I didn’t care if Tony and Gwen were watching. Our tongues intertwined, and he nibbled on my lip.
I pulled back and said, “Joey, you want to see the new swimsuit I bought?”
He grinned. “Sure.”
“Follow me.” I took his hand and led him towards the changing room. “You two be good now,” I said to my other guests.
“Have fun,” Gwen said.
Chapter 9
As soon as we got inside the changing room, I turned on Joey and kissed him hard, my arms around his shoulders as I pulled him down to me. Our tongues danced and I had flashbacks of his backseat.
“Mmm, baby,” he said, “you’re hotter than ever.”
“I need you.”
“I can tell.” He reached down and slipped his hand in the side of my bikini bottoms, and dragged his finger
