by November Tuesday

Oh my god, you will never believe the time I had.

I completely forgot about the party. I rushed right home and cleaned myself and the apartment up. Jessi comes and when I let her in, I realized that there is an adorable guy behind her. The boyfriend du jour is a lovely piece of ass.

Later the party was in full swing and she asked me to come out to her car to help get the wine. What did I think of Kelly?

"He's hot, dude!"

"I told him about you." Huh? She said it in a flirtatious voice rich with some promise.

"Oh? What did you tell him?"

"I told him you were hot. He likes you." I blushed, having forgotten or not taken seriously the way she flirted with me before she left, saying that she had to try out her tongue piercing on a woman's clit, that she had never been with another woman before. I wasn't sure about sleeping with her, but with her and this luscious boyfriend - shit.

We drank. I played with Kelly's hair once I realized that he loved it and Jessi wasn't jealous, and all of our dippy guy friends were none the wiser. One by one they left and finally they were gone. I sat there for a few minutes on the bed, unsure of myself while Jessi and Kelly flirted. Jessi was beautiful when she was in love, which was about every other month, her cheeks warm with it and her skin soft and blushing.

I took her foot in my lap and began to massage it. She moaned and got lotion so that I could better work her muscles into buttery soft warmth. She was very receptive to my touch. Kelly watched avidly. Kelly was beautiful, long dark hair, very tall and lanky and effeminate in a way that was tempered with just enough masculinity to be erotic. I moved behind Jessi and pulled the scrunchie out of her hair and played with it. Long, natural blonde, messy. Then, sudden, I yanked it back and bit her earlobe. She was surprised and she moaned loudly - I should have known that as sensual a girl as her would be a moaner.

So she turned and abruptly we were kissing, her turning to me and me to her, and it had been years since I had kissed another woman, the softness and smallness of mouth coming back to me as we kissed, tongues darting, feeling the metal in her tongue.

I looked over and saw that Kelly was rubbing his cock under his black jeans, and moaned. Slowly, tentatively, I kissed him too. He kissed back passionately and the violent lust that rose up in me scared me a little. This was another woman's man.

But Jessica was smiling and warm and glowing and then they were removing my sweatshirt, four sets of fingers running over the sports bra I wore underneath. I laid back but could not relax, it was too intense, and they were too beautiful, especially him. I was jealous because I wanted to take this man and have him for my own for a night. She pushed me back, hard. I gasped, then smiled. "I like it rough." My voice was low and throaty.

He didn't miss a beat - he pulled a handful of my hair back so that I was flat and prone on the bed, unable to see Jessi unzipping my shorts. I cried out loud enough for neighbors to hear and he silenced it with his mouth. She was taking my pants off, spreading me. I felt her body moving down, positioning lower. This luscious man was kissing me, his hair falling all over, then as I felt her fingertip on my exposed clit he was biting on my nipples. I was writhing and shaking, christ, it was so hot. Then I went down and spread her apart, her lovely flat cunt with a tiny pink clit poking up. I spread her far with my thumbs and teased all around her clit, poking fingers into her, and she was so loud. He was sucking her ample breasts up into his mouth so that she moaned. I wiggled my fingers in the silky wetness and as she ground into me I tried to keep my tongue on her clit, but it was difficult. Then I pressed the circle of my lips into it and sucked. The head and hood of her clit went into my mouth. I let go of the suction and she yelled. I sucked it in and out and in and out in a rhythm like a child. She was lost. She was screaming and quickening and I sucked it in and out and in and out and finally she was bucking out of control, clenching and trembling around my two fingers that fluttered inside her, yelling loud and loud and jarring my concentration and then "arrgh, arrgh arrgh!" and she was coming hard in my mouth.

Now I could feel the thick warm wetness between my legs, inside me.

She didn't stop moaning for a few moments. I removed Kelly's pants and underwear and freed his cock. Jessi, suddenly revived, began sucking him. "Does he like it up the ass?" I whispered to her. Yes. I take the lotion and put a quirt at his wriggling anus. It is difficult because she is sucking him, and he is bucking back and forth, but god, are his moans pretty! Something about them, christ if I know what, made me so fucking lustful.

I circled his anus with my fingertip and he moaned even more, I could see her hand and that she was nursing a drop of precum from the tip of his cock. I put my finger at the entrance to his asshole and pushed in, just to the first knuckle. He shook and moaned. It was easy to insert it to the hilt, the rest of my fingers curled up in a partial fist under his testicles. Jessi had said that he was bisexual and I wondered if many men had taken him there. She sucked and I fucked himwith my finger and watched the way his mouth moved when he moaned. He took a fistful of my hair and yanked me to him, kissing me roughly. I was dizzy with lust for this man.

For some reason Jessi decided that she'd had enough. I never got to see Kelly's orgasm, or even my own. They stayed for another hour or so, it was late and we were sleepy, and Kelly and I cuddled up next to Jessi. We formed a spent pieta of sorts, a superficially halfhazard sculpture of entangled legs and arms and hair, but with all lines converging on her face, That, my dear diary, was one of the hottest fucking things I have ever experienced...

*All names and identifying information have been changed to protect the identity of myself and others.