Connor and I have been inseparable since first grade. We collected stamps, played baseball, and went to action movies - All while doing it together. In school, he helped me study history, and I tutored him in math. When we were 18, we double-dated often, so we continued seeing each other quite often. After high school, both went to ASU.

Everything changed when we turned 20. At the time, I was already going out with Bianca for almost a year. She was a cheerleader from our class, cute, and funny. Connor started dating another cheerleader but then he caught her cheating on him with another guy who was 2 years older. He dumped her and fell into depression.

I tried to cheer him up, inviting him to join Bianca and me in restaurants and the movies. Occasionally, he agreed, but his mood never returned to his cheerful self from before.

Bianca was the wet dream subject of many of my classmates; a 5'6", 130 pounds, with long, straight brown hair and a great athletic figure. She seemed unreachable, but for some reason, she chose me over others. I remember asking her why me.

She smiled, "Because you are tall, nice, non-pushy, and I feel good with you."

On our second date I French kissed her. She melted into my arms. I knew I could proceed, but I didn't want to push my luck. On our 3rd date, I fondled her breasts over her blouse. She hugged my neck and moaned, implicitly letting me continue. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly as she arched her back, making it easier for me. I caressed her bra-covered tit, feeling her nipple harden under my touch. She breathed harder and lifted her bra above her breasts.

My mouth disengaged from hers, and I ogled the most magnificent pair I've ever seen; A C-cup round tits with large areolas and pointy dark nipples, daring me to take them in my mouth. I lay her down, kissed her beauties, and milked them tenderly. She groaned, and her hands pulled my head into her beautiful chest.

The same evening, we had our first sexual intercourse. It was a gentle, exploratory, loving act. I tried to prolong it as much as I could, enjoying her smell, her beauty, and her pleased facial expression. We came almost simultaneously. I was satisfied and happy for both of us.

After resting for a while, Bianca confided in me she was scared before our sex. She wasn't a virgin and had an IUD installed, but good sex was a deal breaker for her. In fact, the reason she dumped her prior boyfriend was because he was a wimp in bed.

Bianca turned out to be a very passionate lover. While she behaved nonchalantly and even coldly when others were around, when we were alone, she loved jumping my bones and tempting me to take her any way I wished.

The first time it happened, I played Dom and 'forced' her to kneel before me and suck my cock. She asked with a grin, "And what if I refuse?"

I pulled her down by the hair, made her spread her pretty lips, and shoved my pole down her throat, saying, "Slut, better do what I tell you, or else..."

She winked at me and bobbed me like a pro, swallowing my spunk hungrily. When I was done, she cleaned my deflating member with her tongue and hugged me, whispering, "When I am in the mood, I love to be your private whore."

The next time she was 'in the mood,' I fucked the bitch on the same kitchen table we ate on 15 minutes earlier. Her orgasm was very powerful. She hugged me and murmured, "Dylan, I love you. With you, I am free to say and do what I feel without being judged as a weirdo."

I kissed her softly and said, "Honey, you are a weirdo, and I love you for being who you are."

Bianca stared at me, "If there were no red lines, what would be your most desirable sex fantasy?"

"We did the usual stuff, from missionary to cowgirl and 69, from oral to vaginal. But I'd like to try anal with you. I did it once before with my former girlfriend, and she enjoyed it immensely."

"Dylan, I've never done it before. I'd feel better doing it if your dick was smaller, but a thick 7.5" is a monster. It does a wonderful job in my pussy, but I am scared you'll tear my anus if you try my backdoor."

"We do not have to do it. I'd never push you to agree. YOU asked what would be my most desirable sex position..."

On my 20th birthday, Bianca brought a cheap Champagne and said, "Let's get drunk, and I'll give you a real B'day present."

When the bottle was empty, she undressed, swayed her glorious tits before my eyes, and blurted, "Lover, that is your chance. Fuck my ass. But remember that if you rip it, you'll never see it again."

I put Bianca on her elbows and knees, parted her thighs, and leaned her face on a large pillow. Next, I knelt behind her, smeared her juices on my fast-stiffening organ, masturbated it slightly, and penetrated her cunt. She mumbled, "Good boy. I am so horny already. Continue, and I'll climax soon."

Subsequently, I slowed down my strokes, spread KY jelly on her tiny puckered hole, and gingerly inserted my forefinger inside. Her respiration stopped. I moved my oil-covered finger gently in and out while, at the same time, encircling the anal opening, dilating it gradually. Once she resumed breathing, I invaded the butt with a second finger. The opening felt tighter, yet it gave in, and Bianca's pulse increased.

I continued fingering her anus for a moment with my right, and then I placed my left thumb on her clitoris and pressed lightly. She trembled and began groaning loudly.

I blurted, "That's it, baby. It's time to cum for me." I accelerated my finger movements, and her body shook more violently.

Next, I removed my fingers from her ass and gently pushed my cock into her butthole. The soft mushroom head slipped in easily, but the shaft was too large. I massaged her clitty harder, and she screamed her heart out. I pushed my pole slightly harder, and seconds later, it penetrated with a plop. I stopped there.

Bianca's screamed even louder, and her sphincter contracted on my cock. I waited for the circular muscle to relax around my invading organ while my right hand kneaded her tit and pinched the nipple hard, and the left pressed her love nub and tapped on it.

About 30 seconds later, her ass relaxed, and she began moving forward and back on my cock.

Realizing her initial pain had subsided, I started plowing inside her widening backhole. Bianca's screams turned to whimpers, and her shaking intensified. The lady was in the throes of a massive orgasm!

Despite relaxing and dilating maximally, her anus was much tighter than her vagina, and the friction with my cock was extremely arousing. I managed to carry on for another 5 minutes before ejaculating my hot semen in her bowels. Her sphincter engulfed my prick like a tight glove and prevented blood from escaping my penis. As a result, my pecker remained erect. I continued drilling her ass relentlessly as her body countered my movements, and her mouth never stopped whimpering.

I leaned on her back and whispered in her ear, "Is this what you agreed to, slut? Do you want me to stop fucking your ass?"

I could barely hear her voice, "No, please. It feels so good... I love it."

"Does it mean I can use your butt whenever I feel like it?"

"Yees... Doon't stop, pleease!"

I shifted gears up and plowed the ass faster, feeling my arousal growing again. My horniness affected my brain and emboldened me, "Bitch, if you still wish me to continue, better beg for it nicely!"

She stayed quiet for a couple of seconds before hearing, "... Pleease, Dyylan, fuck my aass. It feeels soo good..."

I rammed her tushie as hard as I could for another 10 minutes and then erupted again, sending hot lava deep into her rectum. As I was cumming, Bianca's quivering became uncontrolled, and I had to hold her with both hands.

After finishing, my cock began to shrink, and I pulled it out. She collapsed on her tummy. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and returned to see her still crouched on her abdomen.

I caressed her sweaty back and kissed her neck, whispering, "Honey, you were awesome. Thanks for the best ever birthday present."

She rolled on her back, kept her eyes shut, and smiled, "The beginning was rough but tolerable. When the initial pain subsided, it felt so amazingly good. Unlike vaginal sex, this one felt like a constant scratching of an itch. It was minimally achy and highly pleasurable. I loved it!"

"Good girl. And since I got MY wish for my big day, what would you like for yours?"

She winked at me and smirked, "You mean beside fucking me anally again?..."

I kissed Bianca and blurted, "I wonder how I could enjoy sex before you."

For 2 weeks, I haven't heard anything from Connor. I was worried and called him, "Hi, buddy. What's going on with you lately?"

His voice sounded lifeless, "I manage."

"Not good enough. Come to dinner at our house on Friday at 7 pm."

"It's not a good idea. I am not in the mood."

"Connor, it's unacceptable. You either drive here yourself, or I drag you here."

"Bianca won't like it. I love her, and when she sees my depressed attitude, she'll chastise you for inviting me."

"In that case, you better shower, shave, and bring her nice flowers."

He chuckled, "I will."

I notified Bianca about my chat with Connor. She said, "I was worried about him, too. I like him and have hardly seen him lately. We need to cheer him up and find him a suitable new lady as soon as possible."

"Honey, I agree wholeheartedly."

On Friday evening, I dressed in jeans pants and a short-sleeved shirt. Bianca wore a short, tight black dress that emphasized her breath-taking figure.

Connor arrived and brought mixed-colored tulips. Bianca smiled, kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Connor, you look very good," she winked at me, "If I weren't Dylan's, I'd be tempted to ask you out."

He grinned, "That is my luck. The one I had before, cheated on me, and the other girl I love, belongs to another."

"Buddy, there are many available fish in the sea. But unless you are ready to look for the right one, you won't get any."

Bianca went to the kitchen to bring the meal. I asked if she wanted help, and she refused, saying she'd rather I entertain Conner than mess up her dinner. I opened a bottle of wine and poured 3 glasses. I gave one to Connor, who chugged it immediately. I laughed and refilled it. The second glass I brought to Bianca, who was working above the sink. I took advantage of her busy hands and cupped her tit, whispering, "Honey, you look very tasty."

She giggled, "Stop embarrassing me in front of your friend."

I kneaded her covered breast and blurted, "He is OUR friend."

She laughed, "OK. Ours. Now be nice, and let me work here."

I pinched her covered nipple, "But I am more hungry for you than the food."

"If you behave, after Connor leaves, you'll have me. Now go."

"I hate you."

Bianca grinned, "I know, honey. I know."

I went back to Connor and realized he was watching us from his seat. The front of his pants showed a bulge that wasn't there before. I joked, "I see you liked my fun time with Bianca."

He blushed, "I am so jealous of you. You have the most beautiful lady in the world, and you get to play with her whenever you feel like it."

"Connor, in a loving relationship, almost everything is acceptable and enjoyable."

"I know, but after my humongous failure, I am afraid to fall in love again. It devastated me too much. As I said, I envy you. She is pretty, her body is amazing, and I am falling for her too."

Bianca called, "Guys, come to the table before the food becomes cold."

I asked him, "So, when do you plan to go online and begin looking?"

"I don't know. Probably when my love for your girl abates."

"Connor, are you serious about Bianca? Do you really have feelings for her or you are simply trying to compliment her?"

He blurted, "Unfortunately, it is true. I have known it for some time now. That is why I avoided you guys lately, and I cannot think of anybody else..."

"Buddy, let me think about it."

We moved to the dinner table. As Bianca bent before Connor, putting the meat and potatoes on his plate, I saw him ogling her tits. The front part of her dress separated from her chest, and the bra-covered breasts were before him. She didn't notice, and I stayed quiet.

During the dinner, Bianca tried her best to cheer Connor, telling jokes and complimenting him, saying he looked great. She said she was willing to introduce to him 2 of her non-married beautiful girlfriends. He smiled bitterly, "Sorry, Bianca. I appreciate your efforts, but I am hopelessly in love."

She joked, "The only time it's 'hopelessly' is when the subject is dead or 100 years old."

"...Well, she is attached..."

She looked at him sternly and said, "It may not sound morally sound or politically correct, but a smart person once said that everything is fair in love and war."

Connor's face and his eyes were reddish; probably by now, the alcohol affected him. He blurted, "Do you wish me to have a duel with Dylan?..."

"... are you implying what I think you are?..."

"...yes."

"Connor, dear, it's a silly obsession. Ask Dylan, I am the worst bitch he ever met. The ONLY reason he is still with me is because I agree to do his laundry. Sex he get only as a birthday present. At other times, he relieves himself by masturbating. Please reconsider. The girls I recommended are much nicer."

He chuckled, "I believe everything you said, but emotions are not logical. My brain tells me you are out of circulation, but my heart refuses to listen."

Bianca hugged him, "Connor, I am very fond of you. What do you want me to do?"

"I have no idea, but for now, it's better if we stay apart for a while. If I see you less often, perhaps over time, I'll overcome my obsession."

"But your birthday is 2 weeks away, and you have nobody else in town. I don't want you to celebrate 21 by yourself."

"It's better to get drunk alone than be miserable watching you two lovers fondling each other at every opportunity."

Talking sense to Connor wasn't helping. So when the dinner was over, I put on slow dancing music and suggested that Connor invite our cook to dance.

He bowed before Bianca, kissed her hand, and mumbled, "Pretty lady, will you at least grant me this dance, please?"

She giggled, "Of course, young gentleman. It will be my pleasure."

Connor tried to keep their distance, but Bianca had another idea. She hugged his waist and leaned her head on his chest. I didn't think of it at the time, but I guess I would have reacted the same: Smelling her hair and feeling her breasts pressing against his chest were highly arousing, and I watched the front of his pants develop a growing tent. He attempted again to separate them, but she gazed into his eyes, "I thought you said you liked me."

"I do. Too much..."

"So why?..." She must have felt his erection and moved back. His face was deep red, "I am so sorry..."

She grinned, "Don't be. Nothing happened. Dylan reacts the same way when I am too close to his body."

We sat on the sofa and tried to conduct a chat, but it wasn't the same anymore, and Connor left soon after. He said hi to me, kissed Bianca's forehead, and drove away.

After he left, Bianca and I looked at each other silently. We both felt frustrated the evening turned out to be such a failure.

The following evening, Bianca and I watched Burning Betrayal on Netflix. The movie was steamy, and while her eyes focused on the screen, her hand caressed my cock. Not to be outdone, my hand pinched her nipple.

When the movie was over, Bianca announced, "Baby, I am very horny. You better ravage my body right now, or I go outside and Ra*e the first man on the street."

As we went to the bedroom, a scheme started forming in my head.

We undressed, and Bianca asked in a seductive tone, "Well, honey, how would you like to fuck your favorite slut tonight?"

"I'll tie your hands and legs to the bed posts and make you beg for your life before using your heavenly body for my own pleasure. And about your climax? I doubt it will happen. Unless... you earn it!"

She grinned, "Yes darling, Ra*e me savagely, show me who's boss!"

I secured her wrists and ankles and moved by her head. I pointed to my rapidly growing organ. She smiled and attempted to reach for it with her mouth, but she couldn't.

"Bitch, plead nicely, and I MIGHT let you suck it."

"Please, Master, may I please you orally?"

"Good beginning. Here, it's your appetizer's time. If bringing me to orgasm takes you more than 10 minutes, you don't get to climax and sleep the night tied to the bed. Capisce?"

"Yes, sir."

What can I say? I had no chance with her Dyson-like sucking lips. I dumped a full load of my cum down her throat in 6 minutes flat.

She smiled, "Thank you for your delicious drink, boss. But sucking you made me hornier. Will you please fuck me now?"

Bianca knew quite well that after cumming once, my recovery time was less than 15 minutes. She expected her reward soon, but I had other ideas. I crouched between her knees and very gingerly licked her moist labia. She squirmed, "Not like that! I want you to insert your monster into my vagina and let loose..."

"Honey, good things come to those who wait."

"I don't want to. I waited too long already!"

"Bianca dear, that is not the way to talk to your Master. You be patient, and when times come, I'll take your request more seriously."

She whined, "Jerk, you promised..."

"I never said WHEN I'll fuck you. Now shut up, and let me concentrate on enjoying your nectar."

She tightened her lips and closed her eyes. I continued licking her folds and, occasionally, hit her clitty. Each time I touched it, her torso shivered slightly. She resisted, and except for soft moans, I heard nothing. However, both her breathing rate and pulse increased gradually. It became clear her orgasm was pending.

I knelt between her legs and rubbed my member on her leaky snatch. She mumbled, "At last. Fuck me hard."

"Not yet, slut. I want you so aroused that if I go out and call my neighbor, you'd agree we both fuck you."

She cried, "Why? I want YOU!"

"You said before if I wasn't in the mood for sex, you'd do it with the first man on the street."

"It was a matter of speaking. I want your body and your cock."

"Sorry, girl. No go!"

"You are very cruel."

I continued touching her opening lightly with the spongy head, "I know. I really am, but I have the urge to fuck you while seeing you sucking our neighbor's penis."

She cried, "But he is old. Why him?"

"Because he lives nearby and told me he found your body irresistible. He even promised to buy us tickets to Taylor Swift's concert if we let him join us in a threesome."

Bianca's arousal was through the roof. She blurted, "Honey, right now I care less about Taylor. I need to cum. Bring whoever you want. I'll fuck the whole football team if you wish..."

"On second thought, I don't care about our neighbor either. But I want Connor to join us. You like him, and he loves you. He would do anything to be with us."

"... I told you, I don't care who you bring but fuck me, PLEASE..."

"Bianca, I am not kidding. On Connor's birthday, as his present, I want us to have a three-way with him."

She whispered, "I knew you'd find a way to ask me for it. Just think about the potential consequences. If you really want it, I'll do it."

"Good girl. And now, get ready for your roller coaster."

I penetrated her well lubricated pussy and started pounding it at a Ferrari's speed. She was on the verge of orgasm before I started and began shuddering within seconds. For a couple of minutes, my eyes were hypnotized by her wildly jiggling mammaries. Then, my palms massaged them roughly, and my fingers squeezed her nipples. Bianca's screams were deafening.

I leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Is this what you wanted, cheap whore?"

She was on cloud nine but tried to talk, "Yees. It feeels soo good! I looove iit. Oh god... I caaan't!"

Next, I inserted my thumb in her mouth. Her lips closed on it and sucked hungrily. Since I had already come once before, I was in no rush to climax again. I said loudly, "Imagine my thumb is Connor's cock. I'd love to plow your amazing body, watching you blowing him like an obedient slut."

Bianca's shuddering accelerated and became erratic. She sucked my thumb harder now. I murmured, "Honey, the time has come. I am going to spew my slimy stuff in your pussy." And then my pole jolted and ejected my sperms into her womb.

I rested on my back for a few minutes.

Bianca opened her eyes and smiled, "Jerk, you blackmailed me."

"Honey, you are not done yet. A good bitch needs to know that to be fucked is only half her duty. Cleaning after is as important."

She chuckled, "Free my hands and legs, and I'll be happy to do it."

Bianca's lips and tongue did a fantastic job on my deflated cock. On her way to the bathroom, she said, "OK, honey. Arrange Connor's birthday party at our house on Saturday evening, and ensure I drink enough alcohol before he comes."

The next afternoon, I phoned Connor, "Hi, buddy. Bianca and I would like you to be at our house On Saturday at 8 pm. You'll have a cake, Champagne, and anything else you wish."

He laughed, "The first two, I understand, but getting my ultimate wish is a different story..."

"Buddy, I have to go. Please, be at 8 in the evening. Bye."

On Saturday afternoon, Bianca tried to busy herself baking the cake, but she looked very nervous. I gave her a glass of Chardonnay, which, in the past, was the best medicine to calm her nerves during stressful situations. By 7 pm, she felt better. She was still anxious, but according to her, it was much more tolerable.

Fifteen minutes later, the table in the living room was covered with a nice tablecloth. A Champagne bottle surrounded by ice cubes sat in a container, and two lit candles on both sides. Bianca's chair was placed closest to the kitchen, Connor's chair on the opposite side of the table, and mine between them. The chocolate cake with 'Happy B'day Connor' was in front of Bianca.

It was time to shower and dress up. I winked at her, "Remember, it's Connor's night. Dress accordingly." She chugged another glass of Chardonnay and disappeared into the master bathroom.

I used the other bathroom. I shaved, showered briefly, and put on long khakis with a clean shirt. At 5 minutes to eight, I called her, "Bianca, honey, are you ready? He will be here any minute."

"Open the door for him and let him sit in his chair. I'll show up once he is seated."

Connor knocked softly on the front door. He was dressed in a short-sleeved Hawaiian shirt and blue pants. He looked much better than we had seen him before: He was shaved, his hair combed, and he was smiling.

I chuckled, "Connor, you look like a handsome groom. If I were gay, I'd ask you for a date." We laughed.

He had in his hand a pot with blooming orchids and asked, "Where is your pretty girl? The flower is for her."

"Sit down and have a glass of wine. You know how it is - Women are always late."

We sat and sipped half a glass before Bianca made her entrance. Connor gasped. I turned to look at her, and my breathing stopped, too: My lady's shiny, long hair was loose and reached the middle of her back. Her face showed a touch of makeup and red hot lipstick. She was really pretty. However, the main attraction was her body: She was braless and wore a sheer white blouse! Her tits swayed freely as she walked toward Connor, and her stiff nipples were seen through the transparent material. She also had a mini skirt that barely covered her crotch and a 3" heel stilettos.

Bianca sashayed gingerly toward Connor and mumbled, "Connor darling, I hope you'll forgive me, but my usual clothes are in the laundry basket. So I had to wear whatever else I found around."

He sat there, frozen. She approached him, kissed him lightly on his lips, and said, "Honey, are you OK? If you don't feel well, I can give you a mouth-to-mouth before we start celebrating your big day."

He whispered, "Bianca, you are gorgeous!"

She stood by him and murmured, "I slaved hard to make your cake, and I am so tired now. May I sit on your lap until I regain my strength?" She didn't wait for an answer and sat on his knees. Then she gazed at me, "Dylan, I love sitting on Connor - His thighs are softer, but there is something hard poking my backside. Tell him we invited him to enjoy together, so if he carries a gun in his pocket, he won't need it tonight."

Connor blushed profusely and whispered, "Bianca, I am sorry. Tonight, you look way too sexy, and my organ reacted rudely."

I saw her hand moving back, caressing gently his bulge, "That's OK, buddy. Let's have a piece of my cake and a glass of Champagne first. After that, the sky is the limit."

I opened the Champagne bottle as Bianca moved to her chair and cut the cake. After I poured the bubbly into each glass, Bianca put a large piece of the cake on a plate, bent before Connor, and mumbled seductively, "Birthday boy, this is for you."

I doubted he was aware there was a cake before his nose. His eyes were mesmerized by Bianca's exposed tits that were staring in his face... I grinned at Bianca and nodded approvingly. I grabbed the plate from her hands and put it on the table in front of him.

Bianca was still leaning down. She blurted, "Connor, if you don't want my cake, I'll be offended."

He forced his eyes on the cake and said, "I apologize. I am sure your cake is the best cake I'll ever taste, but my mind was distracted by 2 other magnificent things..."

"I don't get it. You are already 21 years old. These things are nursing devices for babies."

We all laughed. I said 'CHEERS.' We raised our glasses and drank the sweet stuff. Connor's eyes were fixed on Bianca's chest the whole time. She noticed he couldn't take his eyes off her assets and said, "Connor, your eyes are burning me through my blouse. If you don't stop it, I'll be too hot and have to remove my blouse."

He whispered, "I wish..."

Bianca laughed, "Shame on you. You don't care about my feelings. The only thing you wish is to take advantage of my virginity." I giggled. She continued, "Connor, apologize right this moment, or I'll sit on your hard organ again and crush it for good!"

He smiled, "May I apologize, and you still 'crush my organ?...'

Bianca glanced at me with disgust, "Dylan, what friends you have? I don't understand Connor. I think I am at least as horny as him, but I behave like a lady while he undresses me with his eyes."

Bianca's face was flushed. She was clearly already under the influence...

I grinned, "I have a suggestion. Remove your blouse, and I think he'll realize that what he is craving is only tits. His brain will take over, and we'll be able to continue chatting like 3 adults."

Bianca blurted, "I'd do it, but Connor behaves funny. He may get offended and leave this house."

"Bianca honey, if I were you, I'd risk it..."

Her eyes glistened, and slowly, she began unbuttoning her blouse. Connor stared with his mouth open, not believing his eyes. His fantasy was being fulfilled!

She stood before him and bounced her fantastic tits, "I don't know if you ogle my girls because you like them or they are too ugly... But, based on Dylan's opinion, at least they taste good. Care to try?"

He gazed at me pleadingly. I smiled, "Go for it, birthday boy."

His lips latched onto her left breast. She signaled to me to suck on her other one. Bianca caressed our hair and whispered, "I nurse my two babies."

After milking her for a couple of minutes, she mumbled, "Guys, sucking my tits always makes me very horny. I go to bed now. If any of you care to join me, he, or they, is invited. Don't make me wait. If nobody shows up in my bedroom within 5 minutes, my pink silicon friend will do the job."

Both of us were in the bedroom in less than 30 seconds. We undressed quickly. Bianca inspected both bodies and remarked, "Two studs are ready to serve me. Guys, tonight, you'll realize it was my most desired wish as well, although I was reluctant to tell..."

She removed her skirt, showing us she had no panties on. By now, both cocks were pointing upward. Bianca grinned, "the 2 monsters look very appetizing. Which one wants to be first?"

I pointed to Connor, "Be my guest. I bet you won't be able to hold it for more than 10 minutes." I watched her kneel before him and give him the vacuum treatment. To his credit, Connor tried to resist cumming, but 7 minutes into it, his rod was shooting his goo into her oral cavity. Bianca opened her mouth, showed us the whitish stuff, and swallowed it, moaning with pleasure.

"Guys, you get 10 minutes to rest, and then I want to be ravaged by both of you. Dylan, you'll be my pacifier, and Connor, I want you to show me if you still remember how to use your cock to please a girl."

She disappeared into the bathroom, and Connor looked at me, "Dylan, is this a wonderful dream?"

I chortled, "If it is, I am with you in the same dream. Let's enjoy now and find out later if we live in reality."

Bianca reentered the bedroom 10 minutes later. She was naked and smiley, "Guys, it's time for real fun. As I said before, I am very horny, so go ahead." Connor's penis was hard again in no time.

She lay on her back, spread her legs wide, and signaled to me to move toward her face. As her lips engulfed my prick, Connor moved between her legs and began licking her. She groaned, removed my tool from her mouth, and said, "Connor dear, don't waste our time. Insert your cock into my pussy and fuck me well. Later, we can do everything else."

Connor penetrated gingerly, probably concerned it would hurt her. He didn't have to be so slow - My rod was longer and thicker, and Bianca was used to my rough ways. He began long, slow strokes. I could tell she liked his pounding because her breathing increased, and her sucking turned more powerful.

I whispered loudly, "Bitch, you like having 2 cocks filling your holes, don't you?"

With my erect organ in her mouth, Bianca could not answer, but she nodded her head up and down.

Suddenly, her orgasm started. Her sucking stopped, her body tensed, and then began quivering uncontrollably. Bianca's noises were muffled by my cock. I fucked her face gently, ensuring not to disrupt Connor's rhythm. His eyes focused on her tits.

I said, "Man, her tits are yours now. Don't just look; play with them!"

His hands tweaked her beauties for a short time before I heard him growl and ejaculate his sperm in her cunt. I climaxed 10 minutes later inside her pharynx. We rested on the bed for 20 minutes before Bianca went to the bathroom.

I turned to Connor, "Are you OK?"

He smiled shyly, "Much more than OK. I hope I did not disappoint Bianca."

"Why are you worried? She orgasmed nicely. If you weren't doing your job to her satisfaction, she wouldn't cum."

Bianca entered and announced, "Guys. I loved our appetizer. Connor, you never told us when you planned to drive back home, but unless you must go, you are welcome to stay the rest of the weekend with us."​