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To be honest, I never actually considered this to be a fetish, until I met Kathy anyway. I think most guys (and some women too) enjoy squirting, cumming, watching their spunk spurting against a pair of luscious breasts. They don’t have to be large one’s either, just breasts. And not like it’s an all the time thing either, just once in a while, that dirty, naughty, somewhat kinky mood hits. And you want to squirt on a pair of nice looking titties.

I’d done it a few times, like most I’d imagine. But until I actually did meet Kathy, I had no idea that for some…like her at least, it was almost an obsession!

I had met Kathy a while back, a fiery redhead that had a wicked sense of humor, and a great looking pair of tits, though up until then, I’d never actually seen them. Just the swell of her full curvature as she leaned over the counter to refresh my coffee. Admittedly, I had often wondered if she was giving me a “look” on purpose, or was really that clueless.

I should have known better.

Across the street from where I worked was this small little diner. It was hardly ever that busy in the morning, only usually at lunch. So I rarely went there then, as Kathy was generally too busy to spend much time chatting with me. But…I’d gotten into the habit of going there for breakfast before work. In time, becoming one of her favorite and most frequent regulars. That of course had eventually led to our flirting with one another a bit from time to time, though I naturally assumed that’s how she was with most of the guys who came in to eat there. Kathy was always friendly, always had a smile for everyone, not just me. And I couldn’t help but notice, I wasn’t the only guy that enjoyed the view whenever she leaned over the counter to pour someone else a cup of coffee.

And don’t get me wrong. She wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous either. She had her so-called flaws if you want to call them that. But I thought she was pretty, as did most of the guys who usually saddled up to the counter to order something to eat, always flirting with her just the way I did, ogling those amazing tits of hers.

As I said…I’d been going there for several month’s now. And in all that time, I’d never seen her without a smile on her face, or a bit of exposed breast without it being too obvious whenever she came over to take my order, or lean over to refill my coffee.

And then one day, I came in…and she had an entirely different look on her face. I could tell that something serious was really bothering her. She just wasn’t being her old normal friendly self, not with me…not with anyone. But, I did have one small advantage that most everyone else didn’t, we knew one another well enough that I had the courage to ask her what was wrong. It was almost as though she was hoping someone would, though she still fought back the tears in her eyes when I asked her that.

“I can’t talk now…but, I get off at five,” she informed me, which I already knew of course. “If you happen to still be around, meet me around back out by my car and I’ll tell you what’s going on.”

I quickly agreed to do so, and then fretted about all day, wondering what it was that was bothering her so much. By the time five o’clock came around, I was on pins and needles and immediately headed off across the street to meet her out by her car in the parking lot.

“You mind if we go somewhere she asked? Not here.”

“Sure…any place you’d like,” I told her, and then somewhat nervously climbed into her car with her as she pulled out of the parking lot and onto the street. We drove for several minutes in total silence, me…having no idea where we were going. Though I’m not sure she did either as minutes later she pulled her car into one of those parking garages a short distance away. She seemed to be looking for a particular place to park, so once again I waited until she spotted a place off and away from where everyone else was parked, and pulled in there.

“I appreciate this,” she began somewhat nervously. “But…I must warn you, what I’m about to say to you might freak you out a little. I hope not. Because I’ve come to consider you to be a friend, someone I can talk to, and hopefully…someone who will listen to me and not judge me for it.”

“I’m not in the habit of judging anyone,” I assured her. “Especially when I have enough windows of my own to be throwing rocks at,” I added, seeing her chuckle at that, a bit of that twinkle for a moment at least, back in her eyes again.

“Glad to hear that,” she told me. “But…you still might be a little shocked at what I’m about to tell you.”

“Shock away!” I grinned, wondering indeed at what she could possibly say to me that would even come close to being able to do that. And then she just spit it out, and ok…admittedly, she took me by surprise. Shocked me a little even…though not too much.

“I love it when a guy cums on my tits.”

That was probably the last thing I ever expected to come out of her mouth when she said that. And I’m sure by the look of surprise on my face, she realized it too.

“I’m sorry, I probably shouldn’t have told you that,” she said, and then reached for her keys intending to start her car again. Recovering from my surprise, I quickly reached over stopping her hand.

“No don’t…I’m not shocked, really…surprised a little yes. I mean jeez Kathy, its not every woman you hear say, “I love it when a man cums on my tits!” At least she laughed hearing me say that, turning back around to face me. I sat back looking at her, my cock telling me it was interested in hearing the rest of her story too as it throbbed inside my pants. “Why don’t you tell me about it, because obviously, there’s more to it than just that.”

She relaxed as I said that, sitting back in her seat once again, one hand fingering the buttons on her blouse.

“I was hoping you’d understand, hear me out. Not easy to tell someone about, or even admit to it. But…the truth of the matter is…”

For the next half hour we sat there in her car as she related to me what had happened. Kathy and her long time boyfriend of the past three years had suddenly broken up the night before. He had decided, for whatever reason, that her “fetish” as he called it, was out of hand. Going even further to call her sick and perverted because of it. And yet, hearing her tell me the details, he had for the past several years obviously enjoyed it even more than she did. Until she began wanting it more than he was willing to do it for her. As long as it had been his idea, it seemed…he was all for it. Once she’d determined she liked and enjoyed it even more than he did…it had suddenly become a chore. And worse…now a sick twisted perversion according to what he’d told her.

“So…do you think it is?” she asked point blank after telling me the entire story. “Is it sick? Am I twisted for enjoying it so much?”

“No, it’s not. Perhaps a bit unusual in a way yes. I don’t think there’s a lot of women out there that enjoys it to quite the extent that you obviously do. But…I don’t think too many women mind that when it happens either, and probably encourage it from time to time. You’re just a little different than most is all…but there’s really nothing all that unusual about it Kathy. You just like the feel of cum on your tits…so what? I like cumming on tits, that make me any kinkier than you are?”

It was nice to hear her laugh when I said that, though truth be told, I was starting to become aroused sitting here talking to her like this.

She had told me, frankly and openly during our conversation what it was about that, that turned her on so much and why. In the beginning, it hadn’t started out that way either. In the beginning, she had done so because her then boyfriend wanted it, enjoyed doing it. And eventually, she did too. Even more so. When she did, she began encouraging him to do it as often as he could, wherever he could, whenever they were together. And it didn’t really matter where either. It became a game, a naughty fun, dirty little game they played just between the two of them…once again, in the beginning. She told me how they could be walking down the street together, and then she’d suddenly pull him into a semi-secluded doorway and simply start jerking on his cock. Seconds later, he was dumping a creamy load of sperm onto her breasts. It was always like that for her now, had been for a while now. She craved it, wanted it…needed it. Kathy needed to feel the sensation of fresh hot cum covering her tits.

“I don’t know why,” she had told me, confessing her thoughts and emotions to me. “It just does, it turns me on something fierce. I love the feel of all that hot warm cum clinging to my breasts. And not just there either,” she added blushing a bit when she said that. “For lack of a better word, I enjoy feeling it on my pussy…my ass too. But I prefer feeling fresh warm cum, and lots of it…between my breasts. I just do! Maybe I really am sick…really am twisted,” she said once again spinning around in her seat preparing to start her car again. And once again I stopped her.

“Kathy, you’re NOT sick, and you’re NOT twisted! Everyone…and I do mean everyone, has they’re own little kinks, quirks, and fetishes. I’m no different than anyone else…even you.” I informed her. “And to be perfectly honest, I wouldn’t even remotely consider what you’ve told me as being all that kinky or quirky. A bit unusual perhaps yes, but only because of the frequency of it that you enjoy feeling that so often as you do. But only for that reason. And to be perfectly honest with you, since you’re being so honest with me here, is the thought of doing that, is making me damn fucking horny! There, I said it. So…now I guess it’s your turn to be shocked at me!”

All she did was sit back and smile. “Really, the thought of that’s making you horny?” she asked. She was still nervously, and perhaps even absent mindedly fingering the buttons on her blouse, another one of which she suddenly popped open.

“You have no idea,” I said seriously, already feeling the press of my erection threatening to burst through my jeans.

“So then…you’d do that for me? Right here? Right now?” She popped a third button looking at me as she said that.

Even after all this, I really hadn’t expected this. But I wasn’t about to tell her no either, not under the circumstances, and not after everything she’d just shared with me. Hell no! And especially as she popped yet another button, most of her still bra-clad breasts now fully revealed.

“In a New York minute!” I responded.

“Will it take that long?” She giggled.

“Not this time…no,” I honestly replied. I’d been single myself for a while now, so it had been a couple of months since I’d even been with another woman. Just getting a chance to finally see Kathy’s beautiful breasts was more than enough incentive to fire one off between her tits, and not feel bad for doing so, so quickly either.

Suddenly I watched as her hands came up and undid the final remaining buttons on her waitressing blouse. It soon opened, and I was treated to the magnificence of her full breasts straining against the white lacy bra she was wearing. She quickly looked around, though no one was even remotely near us as we sat there in the parking garage. Seconds later, she’d removed her blouse entirely, reaching back now behind herself, undoing her bra. It too fell away, revealing what I had already surmised as being a great looking pair of tits, which they were.

She was obviously a C cup that much was obvious. But it wasn’t the size of her breasts that intrigued me the most. I was and always have been a breast man myself. But that included tits in all shapes, and all sizes, not just big ones. I could be just as happy fondling and playing with a pair of hard nipples on a flat-chested woman as opposed to caressing an enormous pair of boobs. But the thing about Kathy was, she had the best of both worlds. Nice sized breasts yes…but incredible nipples too! Just sitting there admittedly staring at them, I noticed they were hard long and thick. Protruding a good inch off the tips of her breasts, large puckered, crinkly aroused areolas, and dark tan in color. Her nipples easily as thick as my thumb, which she herself then reached down to grasp, pinching them between her fingers, rolling them around as I sat there.

“Well? Good enough to incite you to cum on them for me?” she asked.

I nearly tore my pants off trying to free myself and get out of them. Almost as quickly as she’d removed her blouse and bra, I had managed to free my rock hard cock, proudly sticking straight up and out of my jeans as I sat there. Now it was her turn to look over and stare at me, just as I was still sitting there staring at her.

“Nice,” was all she said, though her eyes said even more. I had never considered myself more than average, and according to all the statistic’s I’d ever read on the subject, I was…though somewhere on the better end of average if you wanted to see it that way. Obviously, she did. Though at the moment, I felt as though I was sporting a foot long hot-dog. “Would you mind terribly if I touched it myself for a while before you finish it off on me?” She asked.

“Be my guest,” I said excitedly, damn near cumming the moment she wrapped her hand around it and began working it slowly up and down.

“Feel free to play with my tits,” she added.

I think my hands were on them before she even got the last word out of her mouth. The feel of those rock hard nipples was incredible as I sat there palming them, rubbing them back and forth, and then rolling each of them between my fingers.

“You can play with them a bit harder than that,” she giggled pleasurably, now stroking my cock more firmly herself as I began doing so. “Just tell me when you’re getting close so I can sit back and actually watch you squirt on my tits,” she reminded me. Which I was glad she did, as like I said before, I was damn near ready to cum now just playing with her while she continued stroking my dick the way she was. But…I wasn’t about to disappoint her either. If she enjoyed watching it, as well as feeling it, I certainly wasn’t about to get all selfish on her at this point.

“Fuck babe…I’m nearly there now!” I warned her moments later.

Kathy immediately let go, sitting back in her seat, cupping her own breasts within her hands waiting for me. “Whenever you’re ready,” she informed me as she sat there tweaking her nipples. “Cum all over them for me David, sperm me up good, shoot your hot nasty fuck butter all over these titties, drench them for me baby, until it’s running down between them!”

Just hearing her say that, hearing her talk that way, the edge to the tone of her voice that had gotten even lustier than I’d ever heard her speak before. It was as they say…intoxicating, and added to my own level of arousal, which had suddenly shot off the scale.

“Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum, gonna squirt, gonna shoot all over those beautiful big fat tits!”

“Yes! Yes! Squirt on them David! Squirt on them, cream my tits, spunk my nipples, sperm my big fat tits!”

Luckily for me…and for her too perhaps, it had been several days since I’d even jerked off, not having found the time, nor having had the inclination to do so. As such, I knew without any doubt, this was going to be one hell of a copious load!

I didn’t even need to lean forward too much, half kneeling now in the seat as I sat up, Kathy still cupping her breasts invitingly, presenting to me the most beautiful cum targets to shoot off my load at.

“Here…it…comes!” I cried out, almost going cross-eyed in the process, looking down at my prick as the first rope of sperm shot from the end of my dick. As expected, the force nearly took the top of my head off…both of them. But delightfully so, Kathy too watched it, screaming out her own joyous pleasure upon seeing it when I did.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!”

I slow pumped my cock, milking it purposely, which I very often did when alone. The intensity of my orgasm when doing that was always better than when I just fisted myself furiously off. And I also knew, that the streamers of my jisim would shoot out farther that way as well, which they most certainly did. Easily crossing the distance between us as she sat in her seat, now looking down as the bridge of cum I’d just built, easily spanned the distance between us.

Only when I began petering out…did I lean forward a bit more, as did she. The tip of my cock now rubbing against each of her nipples, further smearing them with my hot sticky juice until I had finally squeezed out every fat droplet of cum that I could produce. Only then settling back into my own seat, watching her as Kathy now rubbed her breasts together against one another, further smearing the ropes of cum I’d slashed across her chest like she’d just been whipped.

“God I love that!” She mewled excitedly, still fondling her breasts, playing in my cum, giggling excitedly.

“Fuck!” I said worriedly, looking up through the window of the car, watching as someone a short distance away approached, heading our way.

“What?”

“We’ve got company,” I told her hurriedly stuffing my prick back inside my pants, and then noticing that Kathy had made no effort to cover herself, simply smiling at me, and then looking out the window as the guy approached his car, one that was obviously parked near to us three stalls away.

I suppose he wouldn’t have even noticed us, or looked our way at all. Had we even slunk down in the seat a little, he’d no doubt have simply gotten in his car and driven off without ever realizing we where even there. The problem was, Kathy remained seated as she was, even turning to look out the window at him as he started to walk by. Reaching his car, he inserted his key, and then glanced up over to where we were sitting, and froze.

She was still sitting there with her breasts exposed, cum dripping and running down between them, though from that distance, I’m not sure he knew that. All he could see was her breasts, or at least most of them anyway, it was too obvious not to know that from where he stood. I swallowed, holding my breath, still not at all sure as to what he might say or even do as he fumbled with his keys, still not unlocking his door. His eyes the entire time looking towards us, though he grinned almost boyishly, finally turning his attention back to what he was doing.

Kathy rolled down her window.

“Hi,” she said simply. “How are you?”

“Ah…hi,” the man answered back nervously, looking past her for a moment towards me, though I sat I am sure looking confused, certainly bewildered at Kathy’s nonchalance about all this.

“Would you like to look at my cum-covered tits?” she asked. “I just finished getting a really nice cum-bath, aren’t they beautiful?” she asked now holding them up for him to see as he actually took a few steps, albeit somewhat hesitantly towards us in doing so.

He then glanced nervously about, which is something I’m sure I would have done as well before taking another few steps towards us after ensuring himself perhaps that I wasn’t about to jump out of my side of the car and approach him or something.

“Are you for real?” He then asked. “I mean…they really are aren’t they?” He stated once again looking towards me, then back at Kathy’s breasts, still dripping thickly with my recent spending.

“Kathy…”

“Don’t worry…I know I’m safe, especially with you here,” she told me, though I wasn’t all that comfortable with the situation for some reason. Turning back around to face him, he had nearly reached our car when she opened the door.

“Kathy?”

She spun around in her seat, legs out the door, breasts fully exposed now, cum still clinging and dripping from them as she did. He stopped a good three feet away and stood there.

“Would you like to squirt on them too?” She asked.

Suddenly I actually had mixed emotions about all of this. Maybe her boyfriend was right about her after all. Maybe she was just a little bit twisted, but then…who was I to talk? It wasn’t as though she was my girlfriend, just a friend, someone I knew, though I’d obviously been attracted to her from the start. But I actually knew very little about her beyond the fact she enjoyed having her tits cum on.

“Really? You’d…you’d let me do that?” He asked.

“Yeah, but only if Peter here says you can,” she said giving the guy a fake name for me, and then turning towards me after saying that. “Only if you’re ok with it…” she said a bit more softly, looking at me as she did.

Talk about a rollercoaster ride of emotions. Two seconds ago, I was sitting there wondering if her boyfriend was right about her. Now…I actually felt my dick throb again as I sat there thinking about it. And suddenly, the thought of seeing another guy…a stranger at that, jerking himself off, shooting his own load on to her tits was arousing to me!

“Go for it…but, no touching!” I added looking up at the guy. I heard Kathy giggle upon hearing that, and knew she was smiling.

“You heard him…go ahead, jerk yourself off for me…but no touching,” she said once again.

The stranger quickly looked about, ensuring that there was no one else anywhere’s near us, and then proceeded to unzip his trousers. In seconds he’d removed his cock, which even I had to admit, was a bit larger than my own, though I could also see as he stood there fisting himself, it wasn’t quite nearly as hard either. Obviously, he was still a bit nervous.

“Got a nice juicy squirt in there for me?” Kathy asked as the guy continued to stand there fisting his cock, staring at her gorgeous tits.

“Oh yeah…yeah!” He grimaced and then seemed to freeze for a moment, his hand holding still until the first shot of sperm leapt from his prick. It fell a bit short, so he moved over a bit closer, now pointing it directly between her breasts, though still without touching, and proceeded to jerk himself the rest of the way off onto her. He managed to get one or two fairly good squirts on her tits, before stepping back, almost too quickly.

“Thank you,” Kathy grinned, closing her door. And almost the moment she did, she turned the key starting the car. The guy still hadn’t put his dick away yet as we backed out of the stall, waving at him as we did so. He waved back, only then realizing his cock was still sticking out, and then turned to shove it back inside his pants as we drove off.

“Still don’t think I’m perverted or too kinky for you?” She asked.

She was still topless, cum still clinging to her breasts as we pulled through the exit way, handing her ticket out the window to the startled clerk who was sitting there. He handed her change back to her, pressed the button to release the barrier though his mouth was open almost the entire time.

“Let me think about that and get back to you,” I said as we pulled back out onto the street again. I reached over, throwing her blouse over and around her shoulders. She wasn’t wearing it exactly, but at least her boobs weren’t showing as we drove down the street back to my office.

**

By the time we got back, everyone else who worked there had already gone. It was thankfully a small little business with only eight of us working there together. My car was the only one still sitting in the lot. Kathy pulled up next to mine, though she kept the engine running. I stepped out.

“So, we still friends?”

“Very much so,” I said grinning at her.

“And you’ll still come to see me in the morning?”

“I will,” I said nodding my head.

“And…and will you come on my tits again for me?” she asked.

“Glad to…any time,” I told her meaning it.

She smiled at that. “We open for business at seven,” she told me, though I already knew that. “But I get there about twenty minutes before Jack does,” she then said. “So I can begin setting up for the day.

Jack was the owner, and probably the best short-order cook I’d ever seen behind the counter. I wondered briefly if he knew anything about Kathy’s fetish. As though reading my mind, she spoke.

“Jack’s happily married, and no…he has no idea,” she informed me. “Anyway…if you’re up that early, feel free to drop by. I’ll fix you a free morning cup of coffee if you decide to come by.” With that, she waved and backed out of the lot, leaving me to stand there looking after her, long after she had gone.

**

I was sitting in my car parked across the street from the diner when I saw Kathy pull into the lot behind the café’. She appeared moments later, stopped briefly looking over towards me, and then unlocked the door stepping in. I got out of my car and slowly wandered over across the street. She was waiting for me, opening the door the moment I reached it.

“Good morning,” she grinned even going so far as to give me a kiss on the cheek. She closed the door locking it, the “Closed” sign still showing in the window. It was just after six. “You’re up early,” she smiled tossing a quick glance down at my crotch as she made her away around the counter, coffee already well on its way to being ready as they had it on a self-making timer. “About another five minutes on the coffee is all,” she told me, putting two cups and two saucers on the counter.

“Yeah, surprised I am,” I told her, meaning it both ways, as I’d hardly gotten any sleep at all, tossing and turning half the night, anxious, excited, and yet still more than a little confused by all this. But…I also had an erection already too. And had had, ever since I’d parked the car over in the company lot just thinking about her.

“I noticed,” she grinned letting me know that we both knew what we were talking about. It was too obvious not to, and frankly, I didn’t care. “Jack shouldn’t be in for another half hour or so,” she told me. “Never late…never early.”

“So…” I said fingering my empty saucer, spinning it.

“So…” She responded back. “We can sit here and make nice, waste what precious time we do have, or…”

“Or?”

“Or…you can take that nice hard cock out, and shoot some cum between my tits if you’d like…up to you though, don’t want to force you into doing anything you don’t want to do.”

Simple as that. Take out my cock, jack it off, squirt it between her tits.

“Ok,” I said standing unzipping my fly.

This time she didn’t undo any buttons on her blouse, though the one she always had undone, or so it seemed anyway, already was. She came back around the counter taking one of the stools next to me, and leaned forward. There was plenty of soft looking tit-flesh to be seen as she did that. “Stick it in between them,” she purred. I did so. It was heavenly. Surprisingly so as I stood there fisting my cock, working it down the front of her blouse between her tits which were pretty well contained within the tight fitting bra she was wearing. “Fuck my tits baby…juice em for me! I want to feel you squirt, feel your warm sauce bathing my titties for the next couple of hours while I work here!” She moaned hotly.

I was amazed at how quickly I was there already. Normally, I could manage to stave off cumming for a while. But I sensed that wasn’t what she wanted, or needed. And for the moment at least…neither did I. Seconds later, I was pouring out another copious load of cum-cream down between her bra covered tits. She squealed in delight as I did, savoring the feel of it as I spurted against her. She sat up, looking none-the-less for any wear and tear as I stuffed my prick back into my jeans and retook my seat. Kathy walked back around the corner of the counter smiling from ear to ear and poured us two cups of coffee.

“Jack usually gives me thirty minutes around eleven, after Sharon gets here to help with the lunch crowd.” She said grinning at me. “If you feel like it…if you’re up to it…meet me out by my car around then. But then…I’ll take my bra off for you so you can see my tits, see you cum on them next time.”

I couldn’t believe I was starting to stiffen up again already just thinking about that, which is when we both heard the bells on the door jingle as Jack walked in. Though a little surprised to see me there, he greeted me in the same friendly way he always did. I was a regular obviously, and he of course trusted Kathy implicitly. We stood finishing our coffee together as he went around back to fire up the grill and get things ready for the first morning customers.

“Eleven thirty then?” She asked.

I nodded my head and left. I had another full-blown erection already, and still had several hours to go yet. Plenty of time to work up another full load of juice for those titties.

**

By eleven twenty I was already out back standing by her car. And I had a raging hard-on! She smiled minutes later when she came out the back way and saw me standing there next to it. “Get in,” she said simply. It wasn’t locked. I opened the door taking a seat. Her hands already moving to undo the few buttons she had on her blouse. I noticed as she did so, she had already removed her bra beforehand. “Thought I’d save us a little time,” she laughed.

She could see I was already rock hard as I sat there staring at her breasts. The element of danger, somehow adding to the intense level of excitement. Anyone could have pulled into the lot any moment now. Though this time I was confident we’d duck down if we had to. And it was obvious she was just as horny as I was, if not more so. And she surprised me even further when she bunched the skirt she was wearing up around her waist. She didn’t have any panties on either.

“Save a little time there too?” I asked laughing.

“Hardly ever wear any,” she admitted. “Saves time for when I need a quick finger-fuck to get through the day. You’d be surprised how often I’ve stood there behind the counter and gotten myself off without anyone ever being the wiser.”

“Holy shit! Seriously?”

“Seriously…and just so you know, I’ve done it twice while standing there talking to you!”

“Fuck me!”

“I’d like that too sometime…if you’re interested,” she said, as her hand slipped down between the folds of her sex. She was shaved bare, her swollen puffy lips pouting at me provocatively.

“Hell yes!” I informed her, seeing her smile.

“Maybe later then. But right now…I need to feel your cum on me…on my tits, on my cunt…all over me! Think you can manage to do that? And we’d better hurry before Sharon comes looking for me.”

I got worried about that, once again seeing her smile as she looked at me. “Oh…not to worry baby, Sharon’s almost as bad as I am. I just don’t have any desire to share you with her just yet.”

I sat jerking my cock, though Kathy leaned forward stroking it herself for a while, fingering her own pussy simultaneously. I soon joined in, reveling in the touch of her slick wet opening, her amazing clit, nearly as hard and as big as her nipples were.

“Come for me baby, come for me. Squirt that hot sticky juice all over these tits…this pussy. I want to see you squirt, see you cum, feel your hot warm jizz all over my body!”

Once again for the second time that day, I was soon pumping out what felt like a gallon of cum, watching it squirt…splattering against her, saturating each one of her tits, and then on down her tummy, where I just managed to finish off the rest of it between the folds of that equally succulent looking pussy.

“Hmmm, that feels so good,” she said almost purring, though she quickly straightened herself up. “That should feel nice and get me through the rest of my shift. Might have to take a mini break and rub one out though,” she chuckled. “Unless you plan on sticking around after work tonight. Don’t know if you have any plans or not…but wouldn’t mind having you over and fixing you dinner if you’d be interested in doing that.”

I walked back to the office with a smile on my face, and her address in my pocket. Just imagining Kathy going back into work, cum clinging to her almost everywhere was one of the most wicked, decadent thoughts I had ever had.

Maybe I was every bit as bad as she was.

**

Her place was easy to find, not more than a few miles from my own apartment. I was a few minutes early, but knocked on her door anyway.

“Come on in!” She called out. So I opened the door. I was surprised, a little startled actually. The place wasn’t exactly a mess, but there were boxes everywhere.

“Moving?”

“Moving in actually…not me, Sharon.”

“Sharon?”

Kathy laughed worming her way through a stack of boxes to greet me. She looked incredibly hot as she did, but then I’d never seen her wearing anything else except for that waitress outfit she wore to work everyday.

“Yeah, Sharon…you know, the woman I told you about that I work with?”

“Oh yeah, Sharon! She’s…moving in with you?”

She reached me, giving me a nice long lingering kiss that damn near took my breath away. But then so did what she was wearing. A pair of almost too short shorts that was showing a good deal of her twin ass cheeks along with a tight fitting tee shirt that looked painted on over her braless breasts.

“I couldn’t afford to live here by myself, and I knew Sharon has been looking for a place to live ever since she broke up with her girlfriend.”

“Girl friend?”

Kathy trailed her hand over my crotch, turning as she did heading back into the kitchen.

“Wine?”

“Yes please…but you still didn’t answer my question.”

“Sharon’s what I call a closet straight.”

“Ok, you lost me. What do you mean by that?”

“Well let’s just say, she’s a lesbian, or at least living like one for several years now. I know for a fact she’s never had sex with a man, but…”

“But?”

“Yeah, but…” Sharon handed me a wine sipping hers. “She enjoys watching.”

“Watching?”

“You sure you want to hear this?”

“Now more than ever!”

At least the front room wasn’t as cluttered as we took seats sitting across from one another.

“We’ve been friends for a while now, spent quite a bit of time together in fact. More so when she was going through her break up. There were evenings when Brian…my ex, would fuck me while she watched, masturbating when she did. Sometimes, she even jerked him off…onto me. She enjoys doing that, but never once did she ever do anything more than that.”

“Damn…and you two?” I asked curiously, sipping my wine and already starting to get a woody.

“Men!” She laughed. “Brian was always trying to get us to do things too, but we never did…not in front of him, or for him anyway. No…the most we’ve ever done privately is finger one another, never even went down on her, or she me. But, like I said, she does enjoy jerking off a guys cock for some reason, so that’s why I call her my closet straight girl friend. I think she enjoys doing it, a lot. More than she’s willing to admit. And I think if she had gotten along with Brian better than she did, something more might have actually happened. But she never did like him, beyond watching him cum on me. So it never went beyond that. Anyway, she should be here any time now, hope you don’t mind.”

I was in fact a little disappointed, all thoughts of anything really naughty happening suddenly evaporating with Sharon’s expected arrival. Kathy saw my worried look though and once again giggled as she stood up and walked into the kitchen to stir the pasta.

“Don’t worry…already told her you were coming over, and what we did today…this morning and this afternoon. She’s actually hoping we might do something while she watches. Provided you don’t mind her doing that of course.”

My erection, which had gone down a little, was suddenly full and stiff all over again.

“Mind? Me mind? Certainly not,” I said walking up behind her as she stirred the sauce, my hands coming up and around to cup her breasts, kneading them like a contented cat from behind. Neither one of us had heard the door open as Sharon walked in.

“Oh good…I’m not too late… for dinner.” She laughed as she tossed her purse down on the table, setting another bag down on the table. “Got the wine and the French bread like you asked,” she said smiling. “Hi David, nice to see you again.”

Though I had seen her at the diner, we’d never really spoken as I hadn’t spent much time there during the lunch service. I was a little surprised to discover that she remembered me, though Kathy had obviously had a little chat with her about our naughty fun time together.

And Sharon was as they say…gorgeous. Just under six feet, tall for a woman, she had long blonde hair that she normally wore in a ponytail, at least she had every time I had seen her. Now…she was wearing it loose and full as it fell about her shoulders and breasts. Breasts nice but not quite as full as Kathy’s, but certainly every bit as alluring. But it was her eyes and lips that I found truly beautiful, light blue eyes, quite startling actually whenever you looked at her, and lips so full that even Angelina Jolie would have been envious. Most obvious even for as beautiful woman as she was, was the lack of any sort of make up, short of a little eye-shadow she was wearing. And yet, she really didn’t need it to look any more perfect than she nearly was.

“Yeah, hi…nice to see you again too,” I said pleasantly, yet awkwardly as I do honestly believe those were the first words ever spoken to her.

“Time enough for a quick shower?” she asked.

“If you hurry,” Kathy told her, covering the sauce she’d been stirring, turning the heat down. “And try to wear something decent when you come back out, we do after all…have company.”

“Spoil sport!” Sharon quipped heading off towards the back. “Not like he doesn’t have a woody already,” she added just before disappearing around the corner heading down the hall.

“That obvious?” I asked looking down, though in truth…it really was. Though so were Kathy’s rock-hard nipples pressing against her tee shirt. I swear, I don’t think I’ve ever seen nipples as hard as hers could get.

“Wait until you see her tits!” Kathy told me. “Though like I told you, with her…it’s only look, but don’t touch.”

“Fine with me…I’m not here for her anyway,” I said nuzzling Kathy’s neck, enjoying the smell of her as I did so. Natural, not fragrant with some sort of chemical perfume covering. She simply smelled fresh.

Dinner was perfect, simple but perfect. We sat chatting getting to know one another better, though Sharon hadn’t exactly conformed to Kathy’s request. She might not have been wearing as tight of a tee shirt as Kathy was, but she had thrown on what was obviously a satin, or perhaps even silk night shirt that teased her own nipples sufficiently to make an appearance. Sitting there with the two of them, “high beams on,” as we called it…was more than a little distracting.

“Well, shall we take our wines and relax in the living room?” Kathy asked. “And how about some music Sharon?”

I sat watching as Kathy sensually swayed to the beat of the music Sharon had chosen, the tall blonde soon joining her, dancing together there in the middle of the floor almost seductively. When they began running their hands up and down one another, I was lost. All pretense of being anything other than extremely horny, gone right out the window.

“Take it out…stroke it while you watch us David,” Kathy told me. “Come on…don’t be shy, do it for me…for us,” she added as she suddenly reached down grabbing the hem of Sharon’s off white silk night shirt, lifting it up and over her head. After she had, Sharon then did the same to Kathy, until the two of them stood there completely topless, breast-to-breast, dancing. Sharon’s nipples weren’t nearly as big or as large as Kathy’s were. Light pink almost disappearing against the flesh of her breasts, and considerably smaller, but they too were incredibly long and hard even then.

“Well?”

I did as they asked, I mean after all…here were two very attractive women dancing topless, touching and caressing one another. If they wanted to see me sitting there beating my meat, who was I to complain?

I was happy though that I was every bit as hard as I had been the day before. The moment I revealed my cock, even Sharon being the lesbian that she supposedly was commented on it.

“Now that’s a nice looking dick, even if I do say so myself!”

“And he squirts really good too!” Kathy told her. “You should see it when he does, far more than Brian ever did!” She told her girlfriend.

I was grinning from ear to ear, watching the two of them caressing and teasing one another, dick in hand…and I would have been almost contented with that.

“So do I get to jerk him off onto you?” Sharon asked hopefully.

“Don’t ask me…ask him!” Kathy laughed. I just sat there continuing to grin like a Cheshire cat. When their fingers began stroking one another at the groin, I had to quit teasing my dick the way I had been. If I didn’t it would have been all over far too soon.

Sharon had somehow managed to worm her hand down Kathy’s shorts, and though I couldn’t actually see anything, I certainly knew what she was doing, especially by the half-closed eyelids, the pursed lips, the panting breath in Kathy’s face while she did that.

“Oh yeah…I need to feel some hot warm cream splashing my pussy…and soon!” She announced opening her eyes wide, looking over towards me. “One question though…can you get it up again more than once?”

It had been a while since I had, but then again…it had also been a while since anything like this had ever happened to me either. “No problem,” I assured her, seeing her smile as she took Sharon’s hand, extending her other one towards me.

“Come on…let’s go see if you’re right.”

I followed the two of them into the bedroom, stood there in the doorway watching the two of them as they unfinished dressing one another before turning and walking towards me. I was a little surprised when Sharon helped, guiding me towards the bed, pushing me back where I fell. The two of them then yanking on my jeans pulling them off along with my own bikini briefs. My cock jumped, slapping my chest, Sharon giggled, Kathy grabbed it, her mouth suddenly engulfing it.

“Fuck!” I moaned pleasurably.

Sharon stood watching, fingering herself as she did that. “How’s it taste?”

“See for yourself,” she told her still sucking the knob, I was glad I had thoroughly showered before coming over.

“No thanks…not sure I’m ready for that,” she stated. “Maybe later.”

Even Kathy raised an eyebrow over that one, obviously that was a bit more than she’d expected, even from her.

“You’d consider sucking a cock…and yet, you’ve not even tasted my pussy yet?” She teased her.

“The nights still young yet,” Sharon shot back. “Lets see how things go. In the meantime…I’m curious to see if he can come as much as you said he can.”

“Well, how about it David?” Kathy asked me…you ready to show two hot horny women how much you can come? How much you can cover up these tits and this pussy with all than hot naughty man cream?”

My balls were about to explode as it was…I had no doubt I’d do that, and I actually didn’t have too much of a concern for doing it again after a little recuperation either.

“Where do you want it? And how?” I asked.

“You know where I want it…all over…everywhere. The question is…do you mind if Sharon’s the one to place it?”

I just looked at her, walked over and put her hand on my dick. “Does that answer your question?”

**

Kathy had spread herself out on the bed. The way she was laying, I don’t think I had seen a more obscenely delicious sight before in my entire life. Still holding my cock, Sharon led me towards the bed.

“I only have two rules really.”

“Rules?”

“Yeah…rules. One, as long as I have your dick in my hand, it’s my dick…not yours. And that means it does what I want it too, it goes where I want it too. Under stood?”

“And secondly?” I asked nodding my head, though her hand continued to fondle my prick playfully making my agreement far easier.

“No touching, not under any circumstances unless I say so. And so far…I haven’t, just so you don’t go getting your hopes up here.”

I laughed.

“What’s so funny?”

“The only thing I have up…is what you have in your hand. No worries, I’m yours to do with whatever you want.”

Now they both laughed. “One thing though sweetie, just so you know. If and when you’re ready to cum, just tell us so Sharon’s prepared ok?”

“I think she’ll know…but yeah, ok. I will.”

“Kneel between her legs,” Sharon instructed as she began rubbing the tip of my cock up and down the furrow of Kathy’s already wet slit, teasing her clit and periodically slapping it with my prick.

“Hmmm,” Kathy purred. “That feels naughty!”

“You like naughty huh?” Sharon teased, “Sit up…”

Kathy did, Sharon now rubbing my dick all over her face, squeezing it as she did. I was already leaking a substantial amount of juice, which she found arousing, as did Kathy as she smeared it all over her face.

“Rub him against my nipples too,” Kathy reminded her.

“Oh I will baby, I will. But we’re going to take our time getting there,” she told her still directing my cock. As she did, I saw Kathy reach up giving one of Sharon’s firm full breasts a brief caress. I was so tempted to reach out and do the same, but I refrained, receiving a knowing look from her as I merely smiled.

“Good boy,” she said rubbing my cock around and around Kathy’s tits, circling her nipples. And then she surprised me, turning me slightly towards her, running my dick momentarily against her own. “That’s for doing what you’re told. And besides, I wanted to see what it felt like for myself,” she admitted.

“Nice huh?” Kathy moaned reaching out her hand to surround my cock. “And even better when someone else does it to you.” I was pleasantly surprised, Kathy now teasing Sharon’s tits with my cock, her eyes closed as she allowed herself to feel it.

“Interesting,” she said taking over once again. “Now…roll over.”

Sharon began teasing Kathy’s ass with my cock just as she had been her breasts and pussy. She slapped her with it sending jolts of pure pleasure racing up and down my shaft, tightening my balls even more than they already were. She poked the pink little opening of her ass, teasing it as well though not making any attempt to penetrate her.

“So…do you think you can cum more than once?” Sharon asked curiously.

“Probably,” I assured her though I was about to give her the first one pretty soon here the way she was teasing my prick. She seemed satisfied with that response without saying anything else.

“Good…cause I’m getting close myself now too,” Kathy moaned rolling over. She began unabashedly playing with her own cunt, frigging her clit as she pinched it between her fingers, pulling on it, yet rubbing it furiously at the same time.

“How do you want him sweetie?” Sharon asked. “And how do you want it?”

“Above. Have him stand up above me while you jerk him off. I want to watch him squirt, watch it shoot, feel it spray all over me!”

Doing as requested, I stood above her there on the bed, watching her as she teased her pussy with her fingers, doing things to her clit I’d never seen let alone heard described before. And all the while, Sharon stood behind me, slow-stroking my cock as we watched her. I wondered if she knew that her breasts were pressing against me as she did that, though how could she not? I enjoyed the feel of them doing so, not touching…but being touched, which added to my own stimulation.

“Just remember David…tell us,” she said hotly, now running her finger tips in a vice-like “V” up and down the head of my cock quickly, almost torturously so.

“Jesus,” I moaned, tingling, my knees almost weakening, as I stood there actually shuddering.

“He looks close,” Kathy managed finding it hard to speak herself, her own eyes glassy-eyed now as she looked up towards us, two fingers pummeling herself furiously now.

“So do you,” Sharon sighed excitedly. “Gonna cum when he does?”

“Fuck yes!” She half screamed. “Make him cum, make his dick squirt, make him shoot his nasty dirty fuck butter all over me!” She said even more loudly, the beginnings of her orgasm already apparent. Hearing her say that, like that however, triggered my own release.

“Oh fuck…FUCK! Here it comes!” I shouted.

Sharon looked down holding my cock, watching as the first powerful explosion of semen shot from my dick. Even aiming it at Kathy’s pussy, which had been her intent, it wasn’t simply a simple short spurt followed by another. It was a long pouring streamer of semen that for a moment didn’t appear as though it would ever stop.

“Holy fucking shit!” Kathy cried out deliriously. “Look at that! Look at that! Look at that fucker cum!”

In all the years I’ve jerked myself off, even I wasn’t sure I’d ever seen myself come like that before. As aroused as she had gotten me however, I wasn’t surprised at the intensity, or copious amount of my ejaculation. Just the way I did it, which felt out of this world. Kathy was drenched, saturated from her cunt all the way up to her tits, both of which lay glistening with my wet sticky sperm. Only then did she sit up again, reaching out taking my cock out of Sharon’s hands into her own, and then lovingly, softly sucking it. Draining from it whatever juices remained. My legs finally gave out and I collapsed down beside her on the bed.

As I lay there feeling like I was half in a dream, and half unconscious, I looked over. To my surprise, Sharon was massaging Kathy’s body, her hands slick with my semen as she lay there beside her rubbing it in.

“Did it feel good? It sure looked good,” I heard her say. “In fact…it looked fucking hot!”

“It was hot…maybe you should try it sometime and see for yourself,” Kathy urged. I opened my eyes again having heard that one, and looked over towards them. Sharon turning, looking over towards me, smiling.

“Maybe…I will.”

**

I had recovered enough to at least roll over and watch, though not much beyond that. As erotic as it was to see the two of them actually caressing one another, my orgasm had been so intense, I now doubted I’d actually be able to get it up again.

“You keep doing that, you’re going to end up doing a lot more for me than just massaging in David’s spunk into my tits. Think you’re ready to go there?” Kathy asked.

“Let’s just say that for tonight at least…anything’s possible. Not sure how I’ll feel about things tomorrow, or if I’ll even feel the same way I do now. But if you can live with my uncertainty, then lets just see where things go from here,” Sharon told her, though she once again looked back towards me. I had indeed rolled over onto my side, watching the two of them. And though my dick was indeed very flaccid again, I actually felt it stir at the sight of them lying there touching one another.

“I want to lick you,” Kathy said. “I want to lick your pussy. But admittedly Sharon, what I’d really like to do, provided poor David can get it up again at some point, is to lick off his cum-cream from your tits. I’d love doing that…if you’d let me, if you’d let David…” she left off saying.

Once again Sharon looked over towards me. “Tell you what,” she began looking at my very spent cock. “IF…he can indeed get it up again, and provided he can do it…he can come on my tits. He can even play with them a little if he wants to. And so yeah…if he can, if he does, I’d enjoy seeing you do that.”

I grinned. I could feel my cock already starting to get hard again. Kathy was grinning too, looking over at it as I did.

“Something tells me…that’s not going to be a problem,” she said, and then drew one of Sharon’s hard stiff nipples into her mouth and began sucking it.

**

Needless to say, it didn’t take long before I found myself sporting another erection. I wasn’t in any big hurry to bust a nut again however. Watching Kathy as she sucked Sharon’s breasts was too nice to interrupt. And by the look on Sharon’s face, she was enjoying it too. I sat watching as they spun around on the bed, for a moment thinking they were going to enjoy a ’69’ with one another. I was almost disappointed when they didn’t. Almost. What they did instead, was continue on sucking one another’s breasts simultaneously. So in a way, it was still a ’69’ of sorts, just not the way I’d expected. Kathy looked up long enough to glance my way…laughing after she did.

“He’s drooling,” she said chuckling. Sharon too looked over then, and winked. “Come on…come get some titty as you’re obviously feeling left out.”

In seconds I was happy as a clam. I had one hand on Kathy’s breast, feeding that one to Sharon, and another on Sharon’s helping feed that one to Kathy as the two continued on nibbling, licking and sucking one another’s tits.

As I did that, admiring both the view and the sensation, I soon felt a hand once again on my prick. Looking down, I had half expected it to be Kathy’s, seeing Sharon’s instead.

“Maybe she’s right,” I thought to myself. “Maybe Sharon really is a closet straight!”

For the longest time, we basically just spent it fondling and teasing one another, rolling about on the bed. Eventually I found myself in the unique position of being beneath the two of them as they knelt above me. Taking Kathy’s left breast, and Sharon’s right one, I pressed the two of them together with my hands and then sucked both of their nipples into my mouth simultaneously.

“That’s different!” Sharon laughed…”Never thought of doing that before!”

“There’s a lot of things you’ve never done or tried before,” Kathy quipped. “Such as having your tits juiced, think you’re ready for that?”

“Hell yes,” Sharon moaned now laying back on the bed. “I’m so horny, I’m half tempted to actually suck his dick!”

I looked at her grinning.

“I said half tempted!” She smiled back, and then laughing. “I know…Kathy likes to call me straight-curious, though I guess that would be bi-curious too if you think about it. But I don’t consider myself either really. But what I am finding out, is if I like the person regardless of their sex, and if I am attracted and comfortable with them, then I’m willing to explore things I’ve never done before.”

“So you’re admitting to the fact you find yourself attracted to David then?” Kathy continued to tease her friend.

“Yeah…but not enough to suck his dick. Yet,” she said smiling. “But I do think I am ready to feel it squirting on my tits…if he is.”

Just as Kathy had done, I now found myself standing up on the bed again looking down at Sharon. Kathy behind me now, once again working my dick up and down, pointing it towards her friend.

“Watch where you squirt it buster, or we’ll have words!” She told me, though she did so with a quirky little smile. The fact that I didn’t really have much control in the matter wasn’t brought up as Kathy continued to hold onto my cock, stroking it, pointing it towards her. When I felt the second intense release of the evening once again begin, I was sure to tell them both long before it happened. There was a brief momentary look of concern in Sharon’s eyes as Kathy pointed my prick directly towards her face. Just a millisecond before that first spurt rocketed out of my dick however, she adjusted her aim. I stood watching my cum spurts splashing wickedly and wildly against Sharon’s breasts. It was almost as erotic after I had finished bathing her tits with my semen, to see Kathy then kneel down beside her. Rather than just massaging my cum into them the way Sharon had done to her however, Kathy took a long sweet time licking it all off.

This time I really was done for. I stood at the door preparing to leave both girls remaining naked as they kissed me goodnight. I took one step down the porch. “If you don’t have any plans tomorrow…call me,” Kathy said.

“No plans…so I will,” I said waving, and then headed outside to my car.

**

It was well past ten before I woke up after sleeping in, getting a bit of much needed rest. While waiting for the coffee to finish I picked up the phone and called her.

“You feel like meeting me for lunch later?” she asked.

“Sure…where?”

“Well, I have a couple of things I need to pick up at the mall, but if you wouldn’t mind coming with me, there’s a fairly nice little restaurant there. It’ll be my treat for allowing me to drag you along.”

I wasn’t too thrilled about shopping, but after some assurance that she wouldn’t bore me to tears dragging me from store to store, I agreed to meet her there. Once again, she looked sexy as hell. It was still odd not seeing her in her waitress outfit the way I’d been used to doing. She wore a sexy short skirt that truly showed off her magnificent legs, along with a simple white peasant blouse that was fairly low cut. I smiled upon seeing her dressed like that, already feeling a bit of a knowing throb down inside my jeans.

“You look great!” I said giving her a quick, yet warm kiss, which she received, kissing me back. I was surprised when her hand quickly ran down between my legs as we stood there, though fast enough that I doubted anyone had noticed.

“Thank you,” she grinned now taking my hand in hers. “And I hope “he’s” had a chance to recover from last night,” she added pulling me along. “Because I need a nice hot dose of man-juice between my tits.”

“You’re kidding me! Here? At the mall?”

“No…I’m not kidding,” she said seriously eying me. “But you should already know that,” she added. “Unless of course, you’re really not interested.”

I looked around, wondering. “Where?”

“This way,” she grinned even more broadly, and pulled me along. A short distance away from where we’d met, I found myself standing outside of Victoria’s Secret. “In here,” she said pulling me towards the door. I almost balked at her doing so, not that I was embarrassed about being inside a woman’s intimate apparel store, I shopped there myself a few times before. But it was in knowing what Kathy was expecting to happen while in there that I was a bit unsure of.

“No worries. Trust me,” she stated.

We were met moments after walking inside by a cute little brunette who called her by name. “Well hello Kathy, nice to see you in again, anything special today?” she asked. But it was the way she had said it that told me there was more going on here than I was led to believe. “And who’s this?” She then asked turning towards me.

“This is David…my new boyfriend,” she said emphasizing the word. “And he’s my something special,” she then added winking at her. “I want to try on a couple of new bras, but I want his advice on which one he thinks looks good on me before I get it,” she added.

“Shouldn’t be a problem, you know the routine,” she grinned. “Take the first room, when you have it on, give me a call. If the coast is clear, I’ll send David back for a look-see.” She told her. Kathy quickly selected a couple of new bras that she wanted to try on and headed back to the dressing rooms. Once again she ran her hand down along my crotch before disappearing inside.

“See what you can do about waking him up for me,” she added just before she did. “Hopefully…it won’t take you too long,” she grinned and then stepped around the corner into the first dressing room the brunette had told her to use.

Seconds later the brunette returned. “She ready yet?” She asked.

“I don’t know,” I told her. “She didn’t call out yet if she is.”

“Let me check,” the young woman stated and quickly disappeared around the corner, stepping out a second or so later. “She said she is…if you are,” she grinned. “So…are you?” She then looked down at my groin. Obviously, Kathy had done this before by the looks of it, and obviously the brunette was aware of it too.

“Yeah…I think so,” I said somewhat shyly, though I had in fact grown pretty rigid standing there thinking about what I was about to do.

The brunette took a quick look into the store. It wasn’t all that busy and all the customers seemed to be being taken care of.

“Come on then, hurry. I’ll be standing guard,” she informed me.

I slipped around the corner and stuck my head inside the dressing room. Kathy was entirely naked standing there in front of the mirror. “Well don’t just stand there David, come in!” I did so, stepping inside the room as the brunette stood in the doorway looking in on us.

“I’ve been excited ever since you called me and said you’d be in,” she stated. “And especially with a new guy, and one far more attractive than the other guy you were dating.”

“Ah thanks…I think,” I said politely, once again turning back around to face Kathy who stood there quite unashamedly fingering herself.

“Go on David, take it out…start jerking it off for me,” Kathy stated, obviously aroused herself, waiting expectantly. It was also obvious the brunette had every intention of being there when I did.

“I’ll be right back,” she stated. “And don’t you dare squirt anything until I do,” she said pointedly looking down at my rock hard cock. She closed the door and I heard her speaking to another woman outside where we were. Kathy continued fingering herself, though whispering.

“She likes to watch too,” she told me unnecessarily. “So whenever I’m in the mood to do this, I give her a call and let her know I’m coming in. I think she’s going to be in for a nice surprise.”

“Maybe…maybe not,” I said worriedly. “I did shoot a couple of rather large loads last night. Not sure how big this one’s going to be, especially on so short of notice here.”

“How we doin?” The brunette said startling me as she stuck her head back inside the door, giving us both a look. “How’s that one fitting you?” she asked trying to sound professional as she did. Kathy cupped her breasts with her hands, squeezing them together.

“It’s a little tight I think,” she announced.

“Here, let me give you a hand with that,” she then said stepping in closing the door behind her. She quickly took a seat on the small bench. She too was wearing a skirt, quickly lifting it to reveal she didn’t have any panties on underneath as she began playing with herself. “Hurry…I don’t have too long,” she said looking at us.

Luckily, with Kathy naked, and a total stranger now finger-fucking herself right there in front of me, it wasn’t going to take nearly as long as I might have otherwise thought.

I stood there furiously fisting my dick, pumping it up and down.

“Make sure the first squirts directly against my clit,” Kathy told me. “After that, I want the rest of it on my tits.”

I looked over towards the brunette, she had spread her legs obscenely, bunching up her skirt as she fingered her cunt, two, and now three fingers inside herself as she pummeled it almost as hard as I was jerking myself off.

“Almost there,” I announced, walking up towards Kathy who braced one leg on the bench, spreading herself fully.

“Like I said…one here, the rest up there,” she grinned. I nodded my head in understanding, pointing my prick directly at her wide-open cunt, even going so far as to tease her clit with it directly.

“Oh yeah, that’s nice…now do it David, do it! Jerk that cock, make it squirt, make it spurt all over my pussy and tits!”

I did indeed do just that, and just as she had asked me to do it. Watching as well as feeling that first delicious spurt splash against her pussy, her clit…as she held herself apart with her fingers. As soon as I had, she sat down on the bench next to the brunette, cupping her breasts, my next several spurts landing against them. Even I was surprised at the rather impressive deluge that now covered them both.

“And you were worried,” she grinned looking down at herself as my semen ran freely down between them as she mashed them together. I then stepped back, and as I did so, the brunette was suddenly down on her knees in front of Kathy. It was evident as to what she now wanted, and was after.

I watched as she hungrily licked Kathy’s cunt, first lapping up my cream with her tongue before skewering her with it. All the while frigging herself with her fingers until seconds later she allowed this soft mewled little sound of release. Even flushed in the face as she was, she hurriedly straightened herself up.

“I’ll come get you as soon as the coast is clear,” she informed us, and then stepped outside the room closing the door behind her. Kathy was already getting dressed, though I noticed she had indeed put a new bra on. It was black however and very sheer.

“Well, how do I look?”

“Damn fucking sexy, though I’m not sure that bra goes too well with that particular blouse,” I stated.

“Yeah, you’re right. It doesn’t. But I don’t feel like wearing one now anyway, not with all this nice warm cum-cream between my tits,” she said, and then slipped her blouse back on without one.

Once again the door opened. “Ok, all clear,” she said stepping back as Kathy and I quickly exited the changing area. She then led us back out front towards the checkout counter. “So, this one fit ok then?” she asked ringing it up.

“Oh yes, very nice…thank you. In fact…there’s another one I might come back for in a couple of weeks, provided David won’t mind coming with me to try on another one.”

“Oh…I won’t mind,” I said easily smiling at the Brunette who winked, smiling back.

“That might even be easier,” she said. “I go on the night shift beginning next week until closing. If you come in then…I might be able to get you an even better deal on the next one.”

“Well in that case, for sure then. I’ll call you,” Kathy said picking up the bag that now contained both of her bras in it. Seconds later we were walking out of the store, hand in hand. “Ready to eat? Me?” she then whispered laughing at her own joke.

“Yeah…I am in fact, say out in the parking lot in my car after lunch?”

She raised an eyebrow at that. “You know…I just might turn you into a bit of a pervert yet,” she informed me.

“It won’t take much,” I assured her as we entered the restaurant, and were shortly afterwards shown to our table. I was in fact already toying with an idea of my own as we were quickly led back to our table.

**

Even as we sat looking over the menus, I realized there and then, that Kathy was unlike any woman I had ever known, or ever dated. Maybe she was a bit kinky in her own way, but after everything we had done and experienced together, I knew now, I couldn’t and wouldn’t want it any other way.

“See anything you like?” She asked not looking up from her own menu as she asked me that.

“Oh yeah, those cum-covered tits of yours,” I said not looking up from mine either.

“Hmmm, funny, I don’t see that on here anywhere,” she said giggling.

“Yeah, I don’t either, you’ll need to lean forward a little.”

Without the bra, and with her peasant blouse billowing out sufficiently being as low cut as it was, she didn’t need to lean forward much before showing off a great deal of her magnificent breasts, still glistening with my cum-cream though it had already begun to dry on her.

We both saw the waiter approaching and she prepared to sit up straight again. “No don’t,” I said leering at her suggestively. “Let’s see if he notices your snow-capped mountains.”

She chuckled remaining as she was, though if anything leaning forward a bit more.

“Well, have you…ah…have you ah…decided yet?” The young man asked. I gave him a quick glance looking up, though I needn’t have worried. His eyes were glued to Kathy’s breasts that had damn near fallen out.

“Are the chicken breasts very tender here?” she asked looking up, smiling at him. “I like my breasts tender,” she said licking her lips.

“I ah…I’m ah…sure they are,” he stammered. “So you want the chicken tits then? I mean…the chicken tit nuggets? I mean…oh fuck,” he stammered again his face beet red now as he looked over towards me.

“I think the lady would indeed like to order the breasts, hold the nipples though,” I said grinning at him. He nearly wrote that down, once again looking back towards her as she actually pulled down her blouse, allowing her left breast to come completely free as it rested there on the table.

“I would like an order of white sauce on the side though,” she added looking at the clearly confused kid. “This one didn’t get nearly as much,” she then added making him realize what it was he was looking at.

When he finally managed to actually take our order and walk back with it, he did so with a noticeable bit of awkwardness, reaching down to adjust himself quickly before anyone else noticed his predicament.

“Think that will pose any problems?” I actually wondered.

Kathy laughed. “I doubt it, usually you know if someone’s going to be a shit, or be difficult. Not that kid. If anything, he’s already thinking that this is the best fucking day he’s ever had while working here. I’m sure we’re about to get really excellent service from him too. Bet he makes all kinds of trips back here to see how we’re doing.”

“Well if he does, maybe we should make sure we give him a really nice tip, or rather you give his tip something nice,” I hinted once again seeing Kathy’s eyebrows raise.

“You’re going to be a lot more fun and interesting than I first thought,” she then told me as we both noticed our waiter heading back towards us with our drinks. Kathy quickly glanced about smiling just as he reached us, likewise smiling and far less befuddled.

“I wonder…could we move to that table over there?” she asked pointing.

I glanced over myself, almost immediately realizing where she was going with this. The table was one of those that would rarely be seated, tucked as it was almost as an afterthought around a section of the wall that was jutting out where the bathrooms had been built across from the other side. As such, it was almost invisible to the rest of the dining area.

“Ah sure…I guess,” our waiter said helping us to take over our silverware as we carried over our drinks reseating ourselves. Once again she leaned forward, her tits coming back into view again.

“Thank you,” she told him. “This is much, much better. Now then…can I see your cock please?”

“I’m sorry…what?”

“Your cock! Is it hard? Is it nice and stiff?” she asked again. Once again he appeared flustered. “Tell you what, go check on our order, think about what I asked. When you come back, if you want to see all of these again, she said pulling her blouse down completely baring her tits, though doing so only briefly. “I want to see you reach down and unzip your fly as you approach us. If you do, I’ll even play with it a little while you stare at my breasts. If you don’t…then we’ll not mention any of this further, or tease you again. Now…go ahead, see how our lunch is…coming,” she said purposely emphasizing the word.

“You’re naughty.”

“And you’re horny…tell me your not. Tell me the thought of that young man walking back here, pulling his zipper down so I can fondle his prick isn’t exciting to you.”

“Sorry, wouldn’t lie to you. That is exciting, and I’m curious now to see if he’ll do it.”

“Well I’m curious to see if you’ll do something for me.”

“What?”

“Take yours out too. Sit there and play with it for me. And keep playing with it. With luck, maybe I’ll get desert before lunch arrives.”

It was several minutes before we saw our waiter approaching, I was beginning to have my doubts that he’d even return when he suddenly did. And then as he did, he glanced quickly off to either side, his hand suddenly coming down to unzip his fly as he approached us.

“We should have bet,” Kathy stated grinning from ear to ear. And then she said, “Trade me sides.”

“What? I still have my dick out.”

“Do it!” She said standing up quickly, which I then did myself, coming around her, though my back was towards the waiter as I slid into Kathy’s side of the booth, and as she slid into mine. By the look on his face, it was evident he had seen my hard cock sticking out of my pants when I did so. Once again looking more than a bit nervous as he stood off to one side, his back towards the room, Kathy now sitting directly beside him where he stood.

“Your ah…lunch, is still going to be a few minutes yet. Is there something I can get you while you’re waiting?”

“Yeah…this,” Kathy said reaching into his fly, seconds later removing his prick which was rapidly growing erect as she withdrew it holding it in her hands. Somehow during all this, she had managed to yank down the front of her blouse, both tits clearly revealed now as they sat there. “Go ahead, play with them a little if you want to,” she informed the young waiter. “While I play with this.”

He got harder and harder, twice looking back over his shoulder, ensuring that no one was coming, or looking over this way. “Doesn’t he have a nice hard cock honey?” Kathy asked. “Is yours all nice and hard too?” She then questioned.

I nodded my head. “Then show him honey. Show him how hard and stiff your cock is while I sit here playing with his.”

I turned slightly in my seat, letting him see my hard stiff shaft. He moaned, Kathy’s hands now rapidly jerking his cock up and down. “Think you two can both squirt soon for me?” she asked.

I knew I could. I was beginning to think I could come on command whenever I was around Kathy. “Whenever you’d like it,” I assured her.

“How about you honey? Would you like to spurt all over these great big titties?”

I honestly think the poor kids eyes were crossed. Bad enough he was standing there shaking, looking as though he were about to topple over. “Anyone looking this way?” Kathy asked looking directly at me. I glanced.

“No.”

“Then stand up and squirt on me,” she told me. “Maybe that will help this young man here.”

I took one more look, and then stood. I’d been sitting there working my cock in preparation for doing just this. The moment I did, I shot a white sticky streamer of cum all the way across the table, hitting Kathy’s tits squarely between them. A lot of which of course landed on the table as well seconds later as the ejaculates following were quite nearly as forceful. Neither one of us really watching that however, it was more interesting watching the young man’s prick explode all over the front of Kathy’s blouse and tits. It was an impressive load of cum, nearly as copious as my own had been the night before. Kathy finished milking out the last few droplets of his cream against her breast before putting them away, releasing him. The front of her blouse was now drenched, transparent in places as it clung to her. He hurriedly tucked his spent prick back inside his pants.

“I’ll be right back with your dinners,” he told us, and then headed off at a very brisk pace.

He returned a short time later with our lunch, as well as the bill. “It’s on me,” he stated grinning from ear to ear. “Thanks for the best fucking day of my life!” He then added. “And I do hope…you’ll ‘come’ back again,” he then said, likewise emphasizing the meaning.

**

Two weeks later I had moved into Kathy’s place, her bedroom more than adequate for us both, as was her bed. Though not too surprisingly, it was very often shared by the three of us. I’ve come to really enjoy Kathy’s quirky little fetish. Sometimes standing there on her porch after having retrieved the morning paper, just long enough for her to fold the paper over my cock and jerk me off with it, onto her tits. Sometimes Sharon comes out with her, and she does it. Sometimes I just stand there inside the door of my car getting ready to head off to work while one or the other of them does it, again…sometimes both.

Oh yeah…and I actually got to enjoy licking Sharon’s cunt too while Kathy lay sucking my cock. No…she still hasn’t put it in her mouth yet, though she enjoys holding it for Kathy while she does.

“Once step at a time,” she told us both a while back. Though she has now let Kathy masturbate her clit with the tip of my dick. She’s even been hinting at the fact she might like to see what it feels like inside her too.

That’s ok. I’m in no hurry here. I like what we do, the way we do it. I almost prefer the kinky, out of no where in the middle of the grocery store, or mall… hand job, titty-squirts I’m being given and asked to perform.

And it is fun, watching Sharon going down on Kathy’s pussy just after we’ve fucked.

Baby steps.