Chapter One
The door opened, and Taylor sprinted inside Tabitha’s bathroom to pee.
“Damn, girl, slow down,” Stephanie laughed, falling on me as we went inside. Tabitha guided us to the modest living room where, in my drunken stupor, I had to laugh.
“Ta-da!” Tabitha put on display with her hands. In the center of her living room was a silver stripper pole that was screwed into the floor and the ceiling. “What do you think?”
Tabitha asked as I slumped onto the couch. I knew my age was starting to show because all I could think about was how impractical it was.
The pole was blocking the TV, and it was partially blocking the entryway. How often does she use this? What if she moves? She has to unscrew it and reinstall it in a new apartment.
Giggling to myself at my stupid, drunken thoughts, I smiled. “I love it. You going to show me some moves?”
Tabitha smiled deviously, “Oh, I’m going to show you some moves.” She pressed play on her phone, and a Bluetooth speaker played some loud rap music with a deep bass. Hopping up on the pole, Tabitha did circles as she peeled away clothing piece by piece. Stephanie curled up on the couch beside him. At first, Stephanie wrapped her arms around my arm and laid her head on my shoulder. It was kind of nice, I thought in my drunken stupor.
I felt her warm cheek on my body. Her breasts hugged my bicep. Even just her hips and thighs pressed up against my side. Tabitha tossed her clothes at me, and before I knew it, she was down to her underwear. Her thick thighs twisted around the pole as her long black hair whipped about. Looking down briefly at the top of Stephanie’s head as she nuzzled against me, it was like a fleeting realization that was slipping away. I understood what I was missing, what I yearned for.
A hand grabbed my face unexpectedly and turned my gaze to the other side of the couch, where Taylor slumped down on the couch. Pulling my lips to hers, we kissed, and I felt her tongue jet out into my mouth.
And just like that, I forgot it all.
“Mmmm… Taylor…” Stephanie whined as I felt her hands grope and rub at my body and lap.
Breaking the kiss, I then realized Taylor had her shirt off and her breasts dangling for everyone to see. “Wow, those are gorgeous,” I said.
“Thanks.”
“And how about mine?” Tabitha asked as she stood in front of me and leaned forward on my shoulders. Tilting her ass from side to side playfully, Tabitha’s young, perfect breasts dangled in front of me.
Words became more difficult as I felt almost attacked. Stephanie and Taylor’s hands descended upon my belt and pants as Tabitha’s hands caressed my cheeks and neck. I was starting to think this moment was a bit more organized. I mumbled something that sounded like ‘sexy,’ and there was a giggle that spread through the college girls that surrounded me.
Before I knew it, my pants were down, and my boxers were pulled off swiftly afterward. A naked Tabitha crawled on top, mounting me. Her soft lips kissed mine before her cheek brushed by, and she whispered in my ear, “Have you ever had a foursome, baby?”
I didn’t have a chance to respond immediately after she said that. Her lips pressed on mine, and her tongue dove into my mouth. The sheer absurdity of having 3 college girls stripping their clothes and jockeying for a better position to fuck me wouldn’t strike me until the next day. At that moment, I was just trying to keep up.
With Tabitha on my lap, she fed my hard cock inside her pussy and let out a yelp as she began to ride me. Looking at each one of these three naked women was more arousing than porn, but I could focus on that as Taylor seized that moment to stand on the couch as she straddled my face. Going between my chest and Tabitha’s chest, Taylor braced herself on the wall as she lowered her pussy down on my mouth. My tongue pierced her pussy lips. I slid into her like a hot knife in butter.
My tongue lapped up and down her dripping pussy, then circled her clit. By the time Taylor’s juices were dripping down my chin, and her fingers dug into the hair on the back of my head, I felt more movement on my lap. Hands rubbed my chest and belly as Tabitha stood and Stephanie squatted between my legs. With some giggling and assistance guiding my throbbing shaft into her friend’s pussy, Stephanie eased herself down on my cock in a reverse cowgirl position.
The orgasm that hit Taylor hard quickly subsided as she peeled her pussy from my mouth. I started to wipe her juices away, but Tabitha quickly interlaced her fingers in mine and, holding my hands above my head, kissed, licked, and cleaned my lips of her friend’s juices.
Soon, we stumbled into Tabitha’s bedroom, and the women fell across the bed. Tabitha was on all four at the foot of the bed as I gripped her ass and pulled it back to my cock. My dick pierced her pussy, making her flick her long black hair back and for her to give me a fiendish look over her shoulder.
“Oh yeah, fuck me, baby!” Tabitha said over the moans of her friend. “Fuck that tight pussy!”
Tabitha lowered her tongue down to Stephanie’s pussy as she licked her spread eagle on the bed. Taylor knelt over Stephanie’s face, using her as their sex doll in this mess of sex and groans. Thudding my cock inside Tabitha, I rammed into her hard. Needing a little invitation, I grabbed the back of her hair in a fist and pulled back as I fucked into her.
“Ahhhhh! Ugh, fuck yes, fuck me, baby. Fuck your sluts!” Tabitha growled as her fingers continued to play on Stephanie’s pussy. “Oh god, don’t stop. Never fucking stop. Ah ah ah!”
The sounds and screams coming from Tabitha were wild as she arched her back and looked back at me. Her thick tits rocked beneath her as she winced, squinting her eyes, and pushed her thick ass back towards me.
“Ah ah ah ah ahhhh! Fuck! God, you’re gunna make me cum! I’m- I’m- ugh, yes!” Tabitha cried.
The tightness of her walls became such that my cock was pushed from her pussy as she seized and a squirt of juices fell from her lips. Tabitha rolled to her side with her legs nearly into the fetal position as she trembled. I drunkenly crawled past her on the bed, giving her a kiss and hearing her shiver as the orgasm ran its course.
Crawling between Stephanie’s thighs, I lined up my cock with her pussy without her even knowing as her tongue and eyes were focused on Taylor’s pussy. In one motion, I forced my throbbing thick cock inside her and her screams ignited. They were muffled by Taylor’s thighs, but it was Stephanie’s legs the closed around my hips, locking me to her. Grabbing and squeezing her perfect heavy breasts, I pounded her pussy with deep hard thrusts. Taylor looked behind her with a wild smile on her face as she shimmied down Stephanie’s body so that she was chest to chest with her friend, and her pussy hovered over Stephanie’s as well.
Pulling my cock free of Stephanie, I shoved it forward hard inside Taylor’s slick pussy. I pounded her pussy for a few seconds, then switched, lowering my hips to Stephanie’s again. The two switched between moans and panting as this continued for a few minutes. My cock had become an almost numb extremity as I fucked these beautiful women. Either from the alcohol or just the sheer amount of sex being had. Tabitha had recovered and crawled beside the two. She giggled and purred as she played with her friend’s breasts.
“Ahhh ahhhh ahhhhhhh!” Stephanie’s high-pitched voice broke as she reached above her, grabbing at the comforter she laid on as I rammed into her. The orgasm cracked her voice as she screamed. “Fuuuuuck!”
Tabitha leaned down to give her a gentle kiss as she stirred in the beginning seconds after regaining her breath. Taylor was looking back at me over her shoulder. Her mouth was agape with an excited smile in the corner of her lips as her short blond hair dangled over the side of her face.
Shoving my cock into her pussy, I watched her eyes closed and heard the long groan of pleasure escape the woman’s lips as she rocked forward. I penetrated her over and over again as I struggled to grab hold of her sweaty body and pull it back into me. The sloshing of her pussy with each buck into her filled the room between our heavy breaths and her high pitched and strained moans.
“Oh god, oh my god! Ah ah ah ah!” she cried. “Oh Jesus, yes, yes, yes!”
Stephanie, who remained beneath her friend, dipped her head and groped and licked Taylor’s nipples. Sucking on them as she giggled and helped her friend to orgasm. Tabitha lay beside them both. Though Tabitha’s hand reached beneath Taylor and rubbed swift, wet circles on her clit, Tabitha’s eyes remained fixed on me as I slammed inside her friend.
Taylor’s ass shook, and her pussy clenched around my cock. The orgasm that hit her was powerful and long. “Oh god, I can’t… I can’t…. Oh fuck!” She said with deep breaths between her words. Between Stephanie sucking and biting her nipples, Tabitha rubbing circles on her clit, and me pounding away at her pussy, the orgasm struck like a hammer and made her entire body quiver as she buried her face in the bed and came. “Oh godddd! Ohhhhhhh!”
When she finally finished shaking, the four of us lay on the bed in a sweaty heap of limbs and giggles until, one by one, the ladies moved to the floor beside the bed, with Taylor going last and nearly collapsing as she did.
Tabitha was the first to spread my legs from where I sat on the edge of the bed and began sucking my cock. Her mascara was smudged, and she ran at the edges as she looked up at me, stuffing my cock down her throat. Stephanie joined in, sucking the head of my cock, when Tabitha passed it off to her. Taylor licked up and down my shaft, then all three of their wet, thick lips met at the tip of my cock.
It felt amazing.
With the three gorgeous women knelt before me with thick breast jiggling and mouths agape, Tabitha jerked my cock off like a professional as Taylor and Stephanie massaged my balls and rubbed at my thighs.
“Cum on our fucking tits, baby,” Tabitha said as she panted. Her grip was firm, and her pace was quick as she jacked my cock. “Cum on your fucking whores. Give us your cum.”
“Give us your cum, honey,” Stephanie cooed.
“Cum on me, baby, cum,” Taylor moaned.
The thick, warm load of semen shot out of my cock, covered their breasts in my seed as Tabitha continued to jerk me. When I had finished, the three went to work licking and swallowing every bit of cum from the tip of my cock and on each other’s skin. There wasn’t much of a cleanup after that. Scooting back into bed, I began to doze off as I felt the comfort of three naked, warm bodies lying beside me.
It was in those final moments before sleep took me I realized I wasn’t thinking about Tabitha’s lips around my shaft, Taylor’s pussy rocking back on my shaft, or Stephanie’s wonderful moans. I thought about Trisha’s eyes in the hotel room as she stared back at me quietly for what felt like so many days before.
Chapter Two
This may be an exaggeration; I don’t know; I’ve never been in a boxing match, but driving home the next morning, I felt like a prizefighter after a bout that went the distance. I was a teacher, after all, and the past week I had lived like a pornstar. I was an athletic teacher, I’ll admit, but the muscles used in these sex workouts were different from the ones I’m used to.
Pulling into my parent’s house driveway, I put the car in park. It was a surreal experience to return home to my parents’ home so often. A small part of my subconscious always expected to see my dad piddling about in the backyard or my mom reading in the kitchen. It did hurt. It felt like losing my parents all over again every single time I came to their house.
I wonder if that feeling will ever go away.
It was then I noticed a woman sitting on the front porch. She was middle-aged and familiar-looking. In a white dress like a doorstep angel, she stood and brushed off the butt of her pants.
“Hi, um, can I help you?” I asked, locking my car and brushing my greasy bed hair flat as I approached her. To my surprise, the woman shook her head, appearing on the verge of tears, and rushed towards me. Burying her face in my chest, she wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug.
“Matt, I’m soo sorry for your loss,” she stifled a sniffle as she seemed to shrink in my arms when I hugged her back. “I didn’t even know you were their son.”
“Oh, thanks… I appreciate, um,” I started, but when the woman pulled away and looked into my eyes, a small smile came over her face.
“You don’t remember me, do you?” She asked.
“Sorry, uh, not really.”
“I’m Cynthia, from the bar a few nights ago. You were with Helen and-”
“Oh right, yeah.”
“Yeah, sorry about that,” Cynthia hesitated. “I was pretty drunk by the time I saw you guys and… yeah, not my finest hour.”
“I get it,” I laughed. “I’ve had a few of those lately.”
“I bet.” Cynthia had a brief, seductive smile as she spoke that disappeared as quickly as it arrived. “Hey, look. I don’t know if you knew this or not, but your parents and I knew each other.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I mean, we weren’t super close, but they’d come into Jack’s Bar and Grill about once a week.” I made a surprised face, and Cynthia quickly clarified. “Earlier in the night, you know, for the dinner special. They’d had a drink, and anyway, we passed each other often. Well, they were good people. I liked them a lot. We’d share jokes, and your mom would talk about their son being a teacher. I just- you know, I didn’t know it was you until Bonnie down at the grocery store told me. How have you been holding up?”
“Oh, well, I’m hanging in there. Just been packing up the house and figuring it all out, you know.”
“Sure, sure,” Cynthia nodded. “Well, I’ll let you get inside and get back to it. When I heard it was you earlier this morning, I just had to come by and give my condolences. If you need help or anything, give me a call, okay? Here,” Cynthia placed a paper with her name and number in his palm before giving him a hug.
“Thanks, Cynthia. It means a lot.” I said, feeling grateful at the moment.
“Of course, oh hey, you know what?” Cynthia said, turning around halfway down my driveway. “How bout you come over later this afternoon? I’ll cheer you up a bit. Get your mind on something else for a change.”
“Well, that’s nice. I just… I don’t know-”
“Come on, yes, you do. I don’t live far. It’ll be a great distraction for you. Just shoot me a text before you come over, okay?”
I almost winced as I nodded. “Okay, I’ll stop by.”
Cynthia walked to her Toyota Corolla parked on the street and covered in rusted dents. My eyes quickly lifted from watching her massive butt cheek swish from left to right and they jumped to her eyes as she looked over her shoulder. Cynthia, the concerned friend of the family, was gone. Revealed in her devious eyes and playful smile was the real Cynthia. The woman with an agenda.
“I’ll see you soon,” she teased.
Going inside my house, I shook free the cobwebs from my mind. I took a long, hot shower. Grabbing a frozen dinner, I ate my breakfast while periodically checking my bank account to see if my money had arrived-it hadn’t. There was still a voice in the back of my head warning me that this was all a trick. That it would never come. That I was being scammed somehow.
A phone call came in while I was swiping my screen and I accidentally answered it. Texts and phone calls from everyone I had ever met in my life were starting to trickle in as the local news story of me was picked up by the national news. I started screening my contact with the outside room.
“Hello? Hello?” A female’s voice called on my phone.
“Shit,” I whispered, “Yes, hi, hello?”
“Hey, is this Matt?”
“Yes…”
“Hey Matt, this is Debra Finsky with Channel 5 news. I was wondering if you’d like to be interviewed about your recent winnings. Congratulations, by the way!”
“Oh, thanks, but um, no, I’m kinda a private person so…”
There was a long pause on the phone, followed by a sigh before Debra started talking in more of a whisper of a voice. “Matt, I totally get it; I wouldn’t either if I were in your shoes, but… My boss really wanted me to get this interview, and my job is in balance. Could we do a quick and easy one? I swear it’ll be easy questions… I’ll even come to you. We can do it on your front lawn. Please?”