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pumped them in and out. Suddenly Chloe's legs began to shake while the rest of her body went ridgid, her mouth open in a silent scream. Then her hips bucked and her hands kept Lance's face pinned to her cunt. Her hips jerked and she made small "ah, ah, ah" until she collapsed.

"Did you just cum?" Terry asked. "That was fast."

Breathing hard, Chloe said, "Lance is very good at what he does." She turned her head, "And you're one to talk. I see that wet spot on your panties and those fingers would do a better job on your clit if you actually put them inside said panties."

Surprised, Terry looked down to see that she was, indeed, playing with herself and her panties were indeed wet. Well, what the fuck, she thought. "I'll play with myself as I see fit," Terry said. But then she made a show of sliding her fingers up the front of her panties and under the waistband, "Watching you cum was really sexy though."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Chloe smiled, "I know I sure did." She sat up and guided Lance into a sitting position as well. Looking back at Terry as she worked on Lance's pants, she said, "Why don't you give Lance a little show while I get him ready to fuck me."

"Whatever would I do," Terry asked, looking straight into Lance's eyes.

"What you're doing right now is working just fine," Lance told her. "I mean, you could get rid of those panties and that shirt, but this will work for now. Baby steps."

"That's right, baby steps," Chloe echoed as she continued to struggle to get Lance's pants undone. "My God! Why is it so difficult to get you naked?! You knew we were having sex tonight, right? Maybe next time no belt!"

"Here, let me help," Lance suggested. In seconds, the belt was open, the clasp on his pants was undone and the fly was down. He looked at Chloe with a laugh in his eyes, "Better?"

Chloe shook her head and muttered, "Bastard," as she knelt on the floor in front of him and peeled his pants down his legs. Off came the shoes and the pants and everything joined the pile on the floor. She used her hands to spread his knees and crawled in between them.

To Terry's disappointment, Chloe's body was between her and Lance's cock the whole time, which, inexplicably, she really wanted to see. She did however get a spectacular view of Chloe's cunt which, despite being straight, she had to admit was as beautiful as the rest of the woman. She waited patiently for the woman to move to one side so she could see until she saw Chloe's head bobbing up and down and she realized that she would have to say something. She cleared her throat, "Excuse me? Should I move? I can't see what you're doing."

Chloe's head stopped bobbing and she laughed, "Sorry, forgot myself for a moment. Here you go." She moved outside of Lance's legs, revealing his cock in all its glory.

Terry's jaw dropped and her eyebrows shot up in surprise. His balls were large, hanging between his thighs. Above that was Chloe's hand wrapped around its base. And above the top of her hand, which might have been two and a half or three inches tall, rose seven or maybe eight inches of...cock. It was long but not overly thick, although Terry realized that given its length, actual thickness could be deceptive. Either way, it was an absolute monster of a cock and even though it would never happen, she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like buried in her cunt. Could he even get all the way in before he ran out of room? She made a conscious effort to close her mouth and sat back in the chair, "Well now, that's one hell of a lance you have there Lance." To Chloe she said, "I'll bet he fills you right up."

"Yes he does," She said with a smile and added, "with cock and cum, both." Chloe's hand moved up and down the shaft a few times before she lowered her head and took him in her mouth again.

When she had a boyfriend, Terry was a devout cocksucker - she also loved to fuck, but if she had to choose only one for the rest of her life, she couldn't say that fucking would win - and so she watched Chloe's technique with great interest. The head of the monster went past her lips and teeth easily, clearly her jaw could open wide enough to accommodate him. The shaft itself was smaller than the head and her lips could close behind it. Terry realized that she had been right about his size: thick, but not too thick. He would be a challenge, but not impossible. Chloe slid her lips down the shaft to the...one quarter mark? That would be the back of her mouth and no further. She lowered her head again to the same result. This time she opened her mouth and tried to go further but she couldn't. Up and down again, Come on baby, you can do it, take that cock. Come on now, suck it back, slide down that shaft. Oh my God, girl you have to go... "Deeper."

Chloe looked up and said, "What?"

"Suck him deeper, you can do it."

"I want to, but he's too big. I've wanted to deep throat this cock since the first time I saw it. I just can't"

"Sure you can," Terry said. "He's big, but not that big. There's a narrow spot at the back of your mouth where it joins the throat. It's just muscle and tendons though and if you can learn to relax that, then there's nothing stopping you. Suck him down."

Chloe's eyebrows stitched together and she pointed the head of Lance's cock straight at Terry, "Show me."

Terry was taken aback, "I'm sorry, what now?"

Chloe shook Lance's cock at Terry again, "Show me. Let me see you do it!"

"Just so we're clear," Terry said carefully, "you're telling me to suck your husband's cock."

"Yes."

"And you're okay with that?"

Chloe seemed to realize what she was saying at that moment, but she stuck to her guns, "For instructional purposes only, yes."

Terry looked at Lance and said, "Are you okay with this?"

Lance shrugged, "She seems intent. I just don't want her to rip my dick off and shove it down your throat to prove a point."

Terry smiled, "That's not an answer."

"Sure," Lance said, "go for it."

Chloe glared at him, "Don't you dare enjoy this."

Lance leaned back and said, "Don't be ridiculous. If she can do what she says, I'm going to love this! No one's ever been able to before."

Chloe's expression softened, "Fair."

Terry got out of her chair and positioned herself on the floor to Lance's right while Chloe remained on his left. Formally, she said to Chloe, "May I lay hands on your husband's manhood?"

Chloe looked confused, "That's sort of how it works, isn't it?"

"It is," Terry said, "but I just don't want there to be any questions. First, do you have any lipstick nearby?"

"The master bath, why?"

"We just need some way to measure."

Chloe looked around and said, "Right back." She stood and went to the kitchen counter and came back with a wine cork, "Will this work?"

It was about two inches long and Terry said, "Perfect. Okay go down on him as far as you can and hold it."

Chloe did as she was told and Terry grabbed Lance's cock at her lips. "Okay, let's see how deep."

There was only four inches of cock above Terry's hand. "That's the back of your mouth, two corks," she said, distracted by the feel of Lance's warm, richly veined cock in her fist. She let her hand slide up and down its length a couple of times before shaking her head and releasing it, "Sorry. Now it's my turn and your hand. The idea is that each time you go down you try to get that opening to relax a little more, until you get past it and your gag reflex and you're off to the races. I haven't done any of that but I love sucking cock so I've had a lot of practice. Let's see how I do." She reached over and placed Chloe's hand on Lance's dick, "Are you ready? I'm about to put your husband's dick in my mouth."

Chloe didn't say anything but nodded so Terry lowered her mouth onto Lance's shaft. At first, she just ran her tongue around the head, getting it good and wet before moving to the back of her mouth where she met resistance, but was able to push it through into her throat. Lance groaned so she held there and felt Chloe's fist against her lips. That was good enough for now and she lifted her head. The measurement confirmed that she'd taken six inches of him.

"Let's see if I can do better," Terry said, stroking Lance's cock without thinking about it. "I'm going to keep going, trying to go deeper on each trip. My goal is to bury my nose in his ball sack."

"If you do that," Chloe said, "I may have to let you fuck him."

"I shouldn't even be doing this," Terry said ruefully, "tonight is supposed to be about you guys." That said, Terry once again took Lance into her mouth down to her first stop. She went deeper on her second trip down his shaft and Chloe said, "Oh shit!" On her third trip, Lance groaned again and his hips bucked upward. Terry hummed a cautionary hmm mm on his shaft which made him groan again and Chloe said, "Oh my shit!" On her fourth trip down, Terry felt Lance's hand inside her shirt, cupping and squeezing a tit as her nose buried itself in the soft flesh of his scrotum and Chloe said, "Well, fuck me. How the hell?" Now that her throat was fully opened and she had bottomed out on him, Terry began sucking him in earnest, easily lifting and lowering her head on his shaft, one of his hands on her head, just riding there as if to experience the distance she was covering. The other still caressed her tit which she did nothing about. If this was the first time he'd truly had his dick sucked, he'd earned it. She breathed through her nose when his cock cleared her airway. She could do this all the way up to him exploding in her throat and as tempting as that was, tonight wasn't about her as she had told Chloe. So, reluctantly, she released him from her mouth but kept stroking him as she looked over at Chloe, "And that's how you suck a cock."

Chloe was looking at her with a mixture of wonder and fear, "How do you know how to do that? I was joking about letting you fuck him, by the way."

Terry patted her arm and said, "I know," before returning to her chair. "How do I know how to suck cock? I guess it's my turn for story time while you practice. Get it good and wet with your spit and when you get to the back of your mouth, just think about that opening relaxing to let it pass. Or maybe try to swallow it. It can't come off so you won't choke on it. Whatever works. He loves it deep."

She settled back in the chair, slipped her fingers back into her panties and watched her friend try to work her way down Lance's cock. Lance was looking at her with the same wonder that Chloe had, but without the fear. Terry smiled at him and moved her shirt off her left tit, pulled it up and sucked the nub. Lance smiled broadly.

She wondered what had gotten into her. Walking around half clothed in front of other people, sucking a cock in front of another woman, that cock not belonging to a man that she's in a relationship with, that cock belonging to the woman's husband, and then sucking her own nipple for that man; none of that was her. Or, maybe it was and she just hadn't allowed it to be her. That was a philosophical debate that she would have with herself another time. For now, she was having a good time watching her friends have sex and playing with herself. She'd only been playing with her clit to this point, now, as she began her story, she slipped two fingers into her pussy.

"So, at eighteen I was dating a guy - do you remember Tommy Stuart? Don't stop what you're doing - you're getting really close - just give me a thumbs up if you do. Okay, good. Just relax while I tell the story and you'll be sniffing his balls in no time.

"So, I'm dating Tommy and things are getting sort of hot and heavy when we would make out. Lots of heavy petting. He'd suck my tits, I'd play with his cock through his jeans, he'd rub my pussy through my pants, you know? Eventually, his hand would be inside my pants and his cock would be in my hand getting a hand job.

"He had a nice cock - not as nice as yours Lance but for the first cock I'd ever seen in the flesh, it was impressive - and he was so good looking and I was such a mouse -"

"No you're not," Lance interrupted. "That was only, what? Ten years ago? You couldn't have looked much different than you do now! That was only how you perceived yourself. You are the sexiest woman I know, right behind Chloe who is getting oh so close to taking my cock into her throat." He stroked Choe's blond hair, dropping his head onto the backrest of the couch, "C'mon babe, just a little more."

Terry smiled, "That's nice of you to say, Lance, but at the time I couldn't believe he would even give me a second look. I felt so lucky, I would do anything for him.

"Anyway, I worked at that time at the DQ and Tommy had a car. After my shift, which was closing two days a week, Tommy would come by to take me home. Of course, we would make out first. He had my tits out and his hand down my pants. I had his pants open and his cock in my hand. Things were feeling really good and I was getting close when he reaches into a pocket and pulls out a little foil packet. A condom, of course, we had been seeing each other for a while, but it was still a surprise.

"I look at him and say, 'What's that for?' I know, stupid right? But I was only eighteen and you know what my upbringing was like with my mom. This was all new to me

"He shrugs his shoulders and says, 'I mean, I thought we could, you know, have some fun. There's plenty of room in the back seat and I'll be gentle.'

"'I know you would,' I said, and I wanted to but I was scared. As much as I wanted to, and would do anything for Tommy, I had to say, 'I'm just not ready for that.' I took the packet out of his hand and slid it back into his pocket.

"So, now I'm feeling bad for him because I knew he wanted to cum and I'd denied him. I was still stroking his hard cock, looking at its head which had taken on a dark red color that, from previous experience, told me that he was close. What could I do to help him? He'd cum from a hand job before, but the fact that he had brought a condom told me that he wanted to cum someplace warm, like a pussy. If not a pussy, what then? I leaned over and took the angry head of his cock into my mouth.

"He gasped in surprise as he watched my head bounce up and down on him. I thought I knew what I was doing, but I didn't really. I couldn't take much of him like I did with you Lance. I ran my lips up and down his shaft. I took his head into my mouth and used my tongue on it while my hand stroked him. It was essentially a hand job with lips. He wanted to cum someplace warm, but he thought it would be my cunt. Suddenly, he started breathing hard and tapping the back of my head, 'Oh God! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I can't - you better -' I didn't want him to cum on my face so I kept that angry head in my mouth with my lips sealed around the shaft behind it and stroked him harder with my hand. He put his hands on the back of my head - to hold me in place I guess 'cause he didn't push down - and he moaned. But it wasn't really a moan of pleasure. It was more of a 'Uh oh, oh shit' kind of moan as if he didn't want to but there was nothing he could do about it. I kept stroking him and he absolutely filled my mouth. I swallowed that and he did it again."

"Oh!" Lance exclaimed. "She did it! Oh God, yes! That's it babe!"

Terry, who hadn't really been watching while she told the story of her first time with Tommy, looked at her friend and confirmed that she was really about halfway down his shaft, "Well done Chloe! Now, don't worry about going any further than that until you can. You'll just naturally take it deeper when you're ready."

Lance was in bliss as his wife took him for the first time. She was kneeling on the couch next to him and his left hand was hidden between her legs. Playing with her clit, Terry was sure.

She continued her story, "So, I swallowed his second load and kept sucking and stroking. When Tommy realized that I intended to drain his balls with my mouth, he surrendered and leaned back and let his hips move up and down a little until I'd taken all he had to give. When he went soft I sat up and used a tissue to make sure none of his cum leaked onto my face.

"I didn't want to make eye contact with him. I wasn't sure what he'd think of me so I just looked at my lap and said, 'Was that okay?'

"He used a hand to lift my chin and kissed me deeply. 'That was fantastic,' he said. 'I didn't expect that! At all!'

"But there was something in his eyes. Like a disappointment, maybe. I said, 'What?'

"He looked away from me and said nothing. I pulled his face back to me and said, 'There's something wrong. Tell me.'

"'It's nothing,' he said.

"I was starting to get worried now, was he breaking up with me? 'Nothing is always something," I said, 'tell me.'

"'It sounds so ungrateful,' he said. 'Don't get me wrong, I loved that! It's just, I was expecting more...from that.'

"'More than cumming in my mouth,' I said, incredulous.

"Tommy looked crestfallen, 'No, that was great! You can do that anytime! It's just - my brother has this porno mag that I've looked at a couple of times - fantasizing about the women being you and the guys being me, by the way -' I'm pretty sure he included that last bit so I wouldn't think he was a perv for looking at porn. Anyway he went on, 'and the women, when they're doing that, have more of the guy in their mouths.'

"I have to admit, that kind of hurt, 'So you want me to be a pornstar?' I buttoned up my jeans, put my tits away and crossed my arms. I looked out the windshield and said, 'Take me home.'

"I was pissed and we rode home in silence. But the trip gave me time to think. He wasn't ungrateful. Not really. He hadn't wanted to say anything, but I'd made him. He had had expectations from that porno mag that I hadn't fulfilled, is all. Good job Chloe by the way. You're almost there but, judging by the sounds, if you keep doing that, he's going to cum and I want to see him fuck you so why don't you put that pole in your hole and ride him cowgirl?

"That sounds like an excellent idea," Chloe said, throwing a leg across Lance's hips and lining the tip of his cock up with entrance to her cunt. She pushed back onto it and Terry nearly came watching that massive shaft slowly disappear inside her friend. "I always worry that I won't be able to take it when I do this, but somehow I always manage and it feels so good! Go on with your story." Then she giggled as she began to ride her man, "Hi O, Silver!"

"By the time we got back to my house, I realized that I'd learned two things. First, I actually liked the taste of cum. A lot. I definitely wanted more of it, but to get it I'd have to get past the second thing I'd learned. My technique sucked. Or didn't suck, if you know what I mean.

"I'd gotten past the hurt by the time we pulled up and I think I surprised Tommy when I kissed him goodnight. 'I'm okay with what you said,' I told him, 'and I get it. The next time you pick me up, bring that mag so I can see what you're talking about. Maybe I can do better.' I got out of the car and headed to the house before he could say anything.

"You know," Terry said, pausing her story, "watching you two do that is going to make me cum."

Chloe giggled, "Feel free. That's the idea. I know doing this is going to make me cum so why not you? Keep going with your story. It's really turning me on. Did he bring the magazine?"

"Yeah, he did," Terry said. "And I saw what he was talking about. The women were taking more dick than I ever could, but there weren't any instructions. Why I expected there would be, I don't know. I was young is my only excuse. 'How are they doing that,' I wondered quietly, but out loud.

"Tommy must have thought it was a serious question because he said, 'I have no idea, being a straight guy, but look at this one.' He pointed at a pair of pictures. In the first one, a woman was obviously kneeling in front of a standing man, running her tongue up the underside of a good sized cock, maybe eight inches. In the next, her nose was touching his bush and her throat was obviously full of cock. 'What happened when you put my cock in your mouth?

"'It goes to the back of my mouth and stops. It wouldn't go any further.' I tapped the picture, 'I have no idea how she's doing that. It has to be fake.'

"'It's not,' Tommy said with a sigh. 'My brother's older than me and likes porn. He's in college now but he's left a bunch of stuff at the house. This isn't the only one of these that I've found. I even found a video. All of the women do this.'

"I was dumbfounded, 'You watched a porn tape?'

"He shrugged and said, 'I was curious. Point is, this can happen somehow'

Chloe was rotating her hips on Lance's cock as she fed him a tit, judging from the position of her back. The sight sent Terry over the edge. Her thighs clamped down around her hand, her back arched and her belly clenched as her juices filled her panties. The sounds she made when she came must have set off Chloe at the same time because she cried out and collapsed on top of Lance, her hips humping him furiously as she rode the wave of her climax. That made Terry cum again and a third time after Chloe's second. The two women were feeding off of each other. Finally, Terry couldn't take anymore and pulled her hand out of her panties. She fell back with her legs spread wide, breathing hard with her eyes closed listening to the sounds Chloe was making as she surfed the last ripples of her own third climax. When she opened her eyes Lance was looking at her over his catatonic wife's shoulder with his eyes open so wide that she could see pupils all the way around. She looked down and wondered when she'd undone that last button. The shirt had fallen to either side and her naked tits heaved with her breathing, the nubs of her nipples standing hard and proud. Further south, her panties had taken a lot of her cum and were - well, destroyed.

Chloe lifted her head when Lance said, "Watching you two cum like that, one after the other, is the sexiest thing I've ever seen!" He grabbed Chloe's ass cheeks, spreading them, and started pumping again. "I'm just glad I didn't cum so I can keep doing this."

But Chloe put her feet on the floor and stood up, patting him on the chest, "Hold that thought Silver. I'm going to turn around for the rest of this story." She turned around and squatted, lining him up and sliding onto him, "I've never cum three times in a row like that," she groaned as she swallowed his pole with her cunt. "It felt so fucking good. Oh dear," she said, noticing Terry, "you should really take those off."

"What, why?" Terry said, bringing her legs together, "I'm fine."

"Don't kid yourself, sweetheart," Chloe laughed, "you're not hiding anything. Those panties are so wet that we can see every fold you've got. Let that thing breathe. Plus, I hope you're going to play some more and I want to watch."

Terry hooked her thumbs in the waistband, but still uncertain, hesitated, "You won't freak out? I'm...hairy."

"I know," Chloe sighed as she rode up and down on Lance, "I can see. That's how wet your panties are. Take them off."

Another step Terry had never taken. Being naked in front of more than one person at a time felt so wrong. And, at the same time, so right in this situation. It was a dichotomy that she would have to reconcile tonight alone in bed. For the moment though, she closed her eyes and stood. Before she could change her mind she stripped them off and threw them at the pile of clothes on the floor.

"And the shirt," Chloe admonished.

Terry sighed and the shirt joined the pile. Completely naked now, she plopped back down into the chair, crossing her legs and avoiding eye contact with the two lovers.

"My God you're gorgeous," Chloe declared. "I'm a straight woman, but I really want to touch your tits."

Terry waved her off, "Anyway, the story."

"Yes," Chloe moaned, "the story. You were trying to figure out how the porn models did it."

"Right," Terry said, "I needed to research, but I couldn't think of how. The computer at home was out of the question and so was my phone, both for the same reason. My mom, the witch with a capital B, would go through them to see who I was talking to and what I was doing."

"I'd almost forgotten what kind of person your mom was," Chloe managed between pants, "I never did like that woman."

"I couldn't use the school library either. If another student saw what I was looking up it would just be mortifying. If a teacher or librarian saw, it would get back to my mother, I knew, and that would be disaster. That left the public library but I wasn't sure that would work either. I thought it might, but I wasn't sure. I knew that they blocked porn sites, but people do research. Would they block information on a specific sex act? There was only one way to find out.

"The next day I had a closing shift that started at five. Ordinarily, I'd go to the school library after school and do homework until I had to go to work. This time I went to the local public branch instead. As I'd hoped, there weren't very many people there and only one person using one of the six computers, facing a wall. The computers were arranged back to back, so I chose the one opposite the one guy there, with my back to the wall, and fired up google. In the search bar I typed, 'Deep Throat Tutorial' thinking that that sounded better than 'How do I suck dick?' I held my breath and hit 'Enter'. It took a second and I thought that they had sex acts blocked too, but then the screen filled with articles.

"I clicked on the first one and started reading. I didn't dare take notes 'cause my mom might find them. I would just have to remember what I read which wasn't hard; everything was pretty straight forward, like I told you to do. They all had one thing in common though. Do you know what it was?"

Chloe's chest was flushed and she was breathing hard. She was leaning back on stiff arms as she raised and lowered her hips on Lance's cock. Terry realized that she was going to cum again and that sounded like a good idea so she spread her legs enough to get two fingers on her clit.

"That's what I wanted to see," Chloe panted. "What was it? That they had in common?"

Terry closed her eyes because of the pleasure her fingers were giving her. "Practice." She opened her eyes and looked at her friend, "Daily practice. Obviously with a boyfriend or husband that you were living with so you could give him a 'goodnight suck' or a 'good morning suck'. Or both. That wasn't my situation, Tommy and I were lucky if we saw each other three times a week. I mean, we'd see each other at school, but that wasn't the same. And I wasn't going to take him out behind the bleachers at lunch for the same reason that I couldn't use the school computer. Someone would see, I'd get a reputation and my mother would find out.

"The articles did cover the situation where you were between relationships but wanted to learn to deepthroat for your next partner and the thought of that one nearly gave me hives. They suggested getting a large, anatomically correct dildo. So one that's shaped like an actual cock and made of silicone so it's a little pliable. With fake balls too, so it can't slide down your throat by accident.

"In my imagination, it's ten inches long and thick with prominent veins and a large head. It's also very black. I come home and she's standing in the foyer, cradling it like a baby with that look on her face. Or she takes it to the pastor's office at church, slams it down on his desk and says, 'Look what I found under my daughter's panties!' Or she serves it up to her church ladies during their weekly coffee klatch instead of coffee cake. No thank you! Even now, the level of possible slut shaming from any of those scenarios give me the heebie jeebies."

"Oh God," Chloe moaned, "I'm cumming again. Oh God!" This was a smaller one though and it passed quickly. When she started her hips bouncing again, she said, "So what did you do?"

Terry smiled, "Have you ever noticed how phallic a produce department is?"

Both Chloe and Lance started laughing uncontrollably. Terry was a little surprised that Lance was even paying attention. "I mean, you've got carrots, you've got cucumbers, the English ones are really long, you've got zucchini, but best of all, you've got bananas.

"Bananas are perfect, they come in bunches, people eat them for breakfast so there's no reason not to have one every day, and, while they will always have a curve to them somewhere, you can find them thick and straight, like a cock. Plus, they have two ends. One is that little brown rough patch, that's the flower end. You cut that off so it doesn't scratch your throat and use that end for practice. The other end is the stem end which is also a convenient handle so you don't lose it down your throat. When you're done, you peel it and eat the evidence. And no one's the wiser, especially the witch with a capital B."

Chloe sat motionless on Lance's cock staring at her in amazement, "Damn. Genius! That's really clever. It obviously worked."

"So, the first time Tommy came in my mouth was at the beginning of the year. By winter break I was deepthroating him every time. I drank a lot of his cum that year and I would cum when he did. It was a perfect situation, I thought, no danger of getting pregnant and we were both satisfied. And then in May, he found a girl who would let his cock between her legs and we broke up." Terry waved her finger up and down. "Now keep fucking Lance. I want him to cum."

Chloe took up her rhythm again, fully lying back on Lance, "Sorry about Tommy. But I'm really not. Because of him you were able to show me how to finally suck my husband's cock. We both will love you forever for that."

"You got that right," Lance agreed.

"I'm going to steal that banana idea from you."

Terry was fingering her clit, watching Lance's balls tighten up, knowing what she was going to do, hoping that Chloe would forgive her. "Don't bother. Measure his cock and buy one like it online. Or, better yet, suck him good night and suck him good morning. If you ever have a daughter, though, be thinking about it if she develops a sudden taste for bananas."

Lance grabbed Chloe's thighs and lifted them so he could drive his cock into her. Terry saw her opportunity and dove out of the chair and onto the floor between his legs. She grabbed his cock and pulled it out of Chloe's gaping hole so she could ram it down her own throat.

Chloe's head popped and she said, "Hey! What are you doing? I'm all over that!"

Terry didn't stop but gave her a look that said, "Yes, and?" Lance hadn't stopped either and was fucking Terry's face.

"Wait," Lance moaned, "I can't see what's going on. Am I still fucking you?"

Chloe watched her friend swallow her husband's cock in fascination. "You are not!"

Lance thought for a moment. The who was obvious but, "What am I fucking?"

"You're fucking Terry's face."

"I'm going to cum!"

Chloe never took her eyes off Terry's, "I think she's okay with that." She reached out and caressed Terry's cheek, "Are you okay with that baby? You want Lance to fill your mouth?" Terry hummed mm hmm around Lance's cock. "She's okay with that. Load her up!"

"Okay! I'm cumming! Ahhhhh-" Terry swallowed the first load, savoring the taste. She kept the next two in her mouth though and shoved Lance's cock back inside Chloe, to her surprise, so he could fill her until he was dry. Then she stood and went to Chloe kissing her and opening her mouth to share Lance's cum. Chloe accepted it and they passed it back and forth while Lance pounded his cum into her. Terry's hand wandered down Chloe's body and found her clit. A couple of tweaks of that and Chloe went over the edge for the last time. Her knees drew up and clamped tight. The kiss that she and Terry still shared became a tongue duel over the last of Lance's cum. Terry felt a small hand squeeze her breast and didn't move, letting her explore to her heart's content. She had played with Chloe's clit after all and still was. Lance's thrusts finally slowed and stopped, his softened cock popping out of Chloe and hanging limp.

Chloe broke the kiss and looked at her hand holding Terry's tit. She ran a thumb across the hard nipple, watching it bounce back before letting it go, "That was nice. Thank you."

"My pleasure," Terry said. She stood up, "It's been a long time since I've tasted cum and if we don't break this up, I'm going to eat the cum dripping out of your snatch."

"That would be terrible," Chloe said with a smile.

"I'd watch that," Lance agreed.

Terry dipped a finger into Chloe's swollen pussy and watched her friend's eyes as she sucked the jizz off of it. Then she walked over to the pile of clothes and put on her bra, followed by her shirt. Her panties were still soaked and now cold so she held them out, "Do you have a plastic bag?"

"Just put them in the washer," Chloe said, "I'll get them back to you."

Terry looked at the granny panties in her hand. After tonight, they just didn't feel like her anymore. She walked over to the garbage, lifted the lid and threw them in. "No need."

The jeans would have to change to something more stylish, but they were what she had for now so she pulled them on. When she zipped up she caught pubic hair and winced. grooming is on the agenda too, she thought. It was at that point that she realized that she was no longer the woman who had walked into this house earlier in the evening. That woman had died and what had replaced her frightened Terry. The fear she felt was at not knowing what she would do next. But she knew what she wanted and that was a line she didn't want to cross. She tried to pass Chloe without looking at her. She just couldn't.

Sensing the change in Terry's attitude, Chloe grabbed Terry by the shoulders and turned her to face her, but Terry wouldn't look at her. "What's going on Terry? Tonight was everything that Lance and I wanted, because of you. And I thought you had fun too, but now you're racing out of here like we have something contagious. What is it?"

Terry shrugged but still wouldn't meet her eyes.

Chloe persisted, "Come on now. I can't let you leave like this. What is it?"

Terry finally looked at her and Chloe could see her eyes welling with tears. Chloe pulled her into a hug. Terry's shoulders heaved a couple of times and then she sniffed and wiped her eyes. Chloe led her to the couch and sat her down. "Baby, you don't regret tonight do you? I'd hate it if we made you regret anything."

"I don't regret it," Terry said, "I loved it! I've done things tonight that I've never done, never thought I would do and I loved it! And then I realized that this is never going to happen again, is it?"

Chloe was confused, "I don't understand."

"So we did this thing tonight and you showed me a side of myself that I didn't know was there, but we're friends, so, how does that work? Are we friends with benefits or do we go on like this didn't happen? Now that I know about this side of me, I don't think I can put it away and I know I can't pretend that tonight didn't happen. Because I loved it, everything about it. And I'm sad because I feel like the person I was died tonight. It frightens me and I don't want it to."

"Nothing has to die," Chloe said. "Every so often, we just -"

Terry interrupted her, "What if I want more? Hm?" She pointed a finger at Lance without ever releasing Chloe's eyes. "What if I want him to fuck me while you watch? How about that?"

Chloe sat back with her jaw slack, absorbing this. Finally she said, "Oh honey, we've never done that. Tonight was the closest we've ever come and we still didn't cross that line."

"I crossed a lot of lines tonight," Terry said. "Big ones, for me. Big red ones. I got naked in front of more than one person. Usually the only time I'm naked in front of another person is if I'm fucking him and even then I'll probably have a shirt on. I sucked your husband's cock while you watched me. That's not just a line, that's a fucking red wall. And then I had him cum in my mouth and shared it with you in my first full-on lesbian kiss while I played with your clit. That's not even the same planet I live on. None of that even counts the premise of the whole evening; watching you two fuck while I watch and play with myself. Before tonight, if I'd seen a couple getting it on, I would have turned away and left them to their business. I had to force myself to watch in the beginning but not at the end. And playing with myself only happened at home.

"And then you joked," she made air quotes with her fingers when she said "joked", "about if I could deepthroat your husband I could fuck him. I know you pulled it back by saying it was a joke but it found a home back here - " she tapped her head behind her right ear " - and I think I want that." She looked at Lance, "How 'bout you. Do you want that?"

Lance held up his hands and backed away, "Hey, this is between you two." But Terry noticed that his cock was coming back to life. A little sucking and he'd be ready to go.

"That's not an answer," Chloe said stridently. "Do you want to fuck her? Answer the woman."

Lance's shoulders sagged in resignation and both Chloe and Terry knew the answer, "I don't want to piss you off babe, but you were the second woman to deepthroat me after she was the first. Ever. And she swallowed my cum. You say the word and I'll bend her over the couch right now."

"I got some of that cum," Chloe said in a small voice.

"And that was unbelievably hot, too! Me fucking you while you two shared my cum? I don't know if I'll ever be able to fuck you in that position again without thinking about it."

"Swell," Chloe muttered. "Should I be worried?"

"About what," Terry asked.

"About you stealing my husband," Chloe said, quietly.

"God no!" Terry laughed. "I don't want to live with him, I just want him to fuck me."

They all exchanged looks and broke up laughing. Terry actually snorted and through a hand covering her mouth and with terror in her eyes said, "That didn't sound at all slutty, sorry." She looked up at Lance and said, " And I didn't mean to suggest that you are just a walking dildo. Sorry."

Terry stood up and said, "Look, I would never do anything with him without you present and your consent. Maybe down the road we could share him in a real threesome if you want." She held up her hand as they approached the door, "I know, I said I wasn't interested in a threesome, but after tonight it sort of sounds fun. So let's do this, think about it over the week and I'll be back here next Saturday for dinner. Then, either he fucks me or we just have a really good dinner. What do you think?" She didn't wait for an answer but headed to her car.

Chloe called after her, "I'll think about it. See you Saturday."

Terry waved and climbed in the car. Chloe closed the door.

To Be Concluded

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