The Pact- Chapter 1

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The Pact Ch. 01
bySEVERUSMAX©

"I think that we made a mistake, swearing off other partners, babe," Desiree abruptly announced.

Needless to say, this more than jarred me out of my previous thoughts. Gone were any theoretical exercises about whether Lee should have sent Longstreet's corps around Little Round Top at Gettysburg. This was far more relevant to my personal life. My fiancee and live-in girlfriend of two months had suddenly changed her mind about her previous insistence on monogamy.

While I didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth and risk losing the opportunity, I also found myself curious as to what prompted her change of mind. Des had been quite firm about this issue, and had even promised me that I could have carte blanche in every other sexual matter. All that I had to do was agree to give up my right to sleep with other women. I strongly suspected that she would have said that, anyway, but I couldn't prove it, and it seemed as if she might be sacrificing a little for me, so I reluctantly agreed to this pact.

Little did I realize until now that she had a different one in mind for us. Did that mean that she now wanted equality in the bedroom, or what else could she be up to this time? One hardly knew what to expect with Des. She was always a bit unpredictable, but then, that was usually true in a good way, not a bad one.

"I must admit that I tend to agree, but only for selfish reasons. What are yours, however, if you don't mind my asking?" I asked her, while sipping my Samuel Adams.

"To be honest, I only proposed monogamy because of two issues. The first was that I had to maintain my dignity, I thought, while surrendering to you sexually in every other way. I figured that if I set a condition or two, you might still respect me a little, despite agreeing to be your virtual slave. You have to admit that I pretty much submit willingly to your every last whim, right?" she gave me a pleading face, of the sort that works so well for a plump gal like her.

"Okay, that makes some sense, I suppose, from a feminist point of view. However, I don't think that's all, is it? What else is going on? You hinted at a second motive, after all," I reminded her with a grin on my face.

"Very well. It's simple. I've discovered that both of us have interracial kinks. Don't bothering denying it, Ian. Your tastes in women are even more exotic than mine in men. I pretty much just like black and white cock. Whereas, you, my love, are turned-on by practically every race under the Sun. Or am I wrong? Don't tell me that you watch black lesbian porn to be PC. I don't buy that for a second. I know you too well, in fact, don't I?"

"That sounds like a reason to avoid monogamy to begin with, so why didn't we?"

"Because I was afraid of my own kink, to be honest. I was afraid that I couldn't take dicks that large without hurting myself, and black men enjoy that kind of reputation for a reason. Plus, I was afraid that one of them might knock me up, and that would let the whole world know that I wasn't just sleeping with you. I don't think that I want my parents knowing the details of my sex life, do you? Anyway, misery loves company, so I pushed you to give up your kink as well," she smiled with embarrassment and shame at her apparent selfishness.

"So, what changed?"

"I caught Tammy fucking my boss Bacchus in his office, and I stuck around to watch. They both suggested that I join them, but I told them that I had to get your blessing first. I knew what that meant, of course, and I fully intended to return the favor, in order to get your consent and be fair to you as well. Which is done I am doing now.

"As for the pregnancy issue, that's simple enough. You'll just have to knock me up first, so that it will be too late for anyone else for a while. Well, that and I know that Bacchus and his friend Felix are both bi. They will simply let each other cum in their mouths or asses, I think. That would take care of any seed. Sometimes I might even let Tammy do it for them. That way, I can enjoy both of them without needing protection," Des explained saucily, while now stroking my cock and distracting me from even my beer.

"So, you want Bacchus and his fuckbuddy Felix. What about the risks of HIV and STDs that you pointed out before?" I played devil's advocate, mainly to lay that objection permanently to rest.

"Relax, I'll only fuck three men: you, Bacchus, and Felix. The three of you will be my lovers. Does that make sense? I hope that you will do me the same courtesy when it comes to women. You know, limit yourself to a small, trusted group of girls. Do you think that you can? I've already mentioned a candidate for one of them: Tammy," she remarked.

"Tammy is nice, but isn't she married?" I responded, not that I really objected to the idea. Who could resist a luscious black woman like her?

Des might have been suggested her at least partly out of her hard-nose practicality, knowing that turning that woman down was already tough, anyway.

"Yes, she's married....to Felix. Didn't you know that? Well, I guess not. You don't work at the Super Store, so you can't keep track of the gossip. She divorced the other guy some time ago. He was just a voyeur, not a swinger. She wanted a guy who would participate more, which Felix does, after all. Anyway, she has threesomes with the guys all of the time, but never fucks anyone else. I think that I can get her to add you, however.

"That leaves two more ladies for you, since I'm not dumb enough to doubt that your sex drive is even bigger than mine. I know you too well. So, who are they, if they'll say yes. If not, we can find other women for you," Desiree winked at me. She was right. She knew me better than I had guessed.

"Blanca and Cristina, I think. They're ladies at my firm. I think that I've mentioned them in the past," I answered without any hesitation at all. Who could resist Blanca or Tina?

"Isn't Cristina a Filipina? Well, that covers Asian and Hispanic kinks at once, doesn't it? Well done, honey!"

"Yep, she is. Blanca, of course, is half-Mexican. I don't know what the other half is, but I can guess. She has dirty blonde curls, after all. It will be interesting to learn if she is a natural blonde, but she passes well enough to convince me that she's part Anglo or something else like that. I love that bronze look that she has in every sense of the word. It's quite sultry, wouldn't you agree?"

"Totally, if she's who I think that she is. I saw her at the last Christmas party your office held. Cristina and she were all over each other, you know. They acted like a couple, for Pete's sake."

"Rumor has it that they are dating, yes. But that hasn't stopped them from making passes at me. I thought that it was just to discourage the gossip, until I had to stop Blanca from interrupting me in the middle of a piss last month. She tried to drink it, seriously! That would be strange behavior from a faithful lesbian girlfriend, wouldn't it? I didn't mention it, for fear of disgusting you, but I think that she likes me in that way," I commented with some lingering shock.

"And she evidently likes golden showers, too. Good, because I think that you should oblige her. Feel free to fuck her whenever you please. The same applies to Cristina and Tammy. Just, please, try to restrict your sex life to this circle of reliable partners. That way, we can enjoy our kinks without risking our lives and health too much. Do we have a deal, babe?"

"Done, but I still wonder about one thing," I decided to remind her of the previous arrangement and find out how it might affect our new one.

"What's that?" she teased me, by starting to suck my cock while I tried to resume drinking my beer.

"Does this mean that you want to change our bedroom deal in every other way, too?"

"Hell, no! That part of our sex life works too well to change. Why mess with a good thing, Sir?" she replied, tossing in that title to reinforce her point.

"So, I'm still the boss...and I get to fuck other women! This is an even better deal than the old one!" I pointed out.

"Hey, I told ya that life with me would only get better, not worse. Besides, I am a natural sub, apparently. I love being your little redheaded slut. So, do you want me to drink your piss? That beer is likely to make your bladder full, after all. We can talk about how you'll have your way with me this weekend, not to mention the orgies we can have with our lovers.

"Oh, and we can also talk about how we'll show them that you're my pimp and I'm your whore. What do you say? Want me to drain you of your fluids, both cum and piss?" Des laughed, as she didn't wait for my answer, at least not verbally. My face said everything, as did my groans of arousal.

"Okay, but I have to warn you that I might have another beer soon," I decided at last to tease her.

"Promise? I sure hope so! I think that it's only fair that I get the first sample of your pee, since I'm your fiancee. I'll gladly share it with the others later, but I want to taste it before anyone else," she snickered, as she kept sucking me off.

She was in earnest, as it turned out. I whizzed down her throat, and she swallowed all of it, before she resumed sucking me. It wasn't just a blowjob, however. It was the kind of BJ that a man thinks he can't get from a steady girlfriend most of the time.

He would usually be right, but Des had, as Shakira would call it, an "oral fixation". For her, the mouth was an inherent erogenous zone. I teased her often that she seemed to almost cum through fellatio by itself. That remark was probably less facetious than it would seem at face value, too. Her newly discovered fondness for my piss only made it more powerful.

After several moments more of her deep-throating me, my Desiree literally climaxed this time from sucking my cock. I couldn't believe it, but she did what I had jokingly suggested in the past. Her whole body contorted from the orgasm, as if it were a seizure instead of a sexual release. For a minute, I was worried that this might be the case.

Instead, my fiancee's rigid form slackened at last, and she once again took my dick as far inside her throat as humanly possible. Her pale skin went white again, after being a dark shade of pink at the height of her climax. She had barely touched her own sex organs, but she had cum, anyway. This was my kind of slut indeed.

Naturally, I was next to get a release, and it came out in its usual, large spurts. It gushed down into her mouth and into her belly, as she drank up my seed thirstily. My lover wanted me to know that my spunk was still her favorite, even if it wasn't the only jism for her to swallow anymore. I would have to be sure to return the favor and reassure her about her importance to me, in light of the other women soon to be in my life. The last thing that I wanted was for her to be scared back into monogamy, after all.

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The Pact Ch. 02
bySEVERUSMAX©

I didn't know what exactly stunned most. My mind had to recap everything as I returned to writing my novel. This so distracted me that I had to give up on my homework well before supper. What was the loss, I consoled myself. The world might find it useful, but the delay in completing and publishing another alternate history on the Civil War wouldn't kill it.

So, as I washed my hands and got ready to eat with my fiancée, I thought about what had happened earlier today. My sex slave had pulled a fast one, announcing that she now shared my dislike of monogamy and wanted to explore a polyamorous lifestyle. I was even more pleased to learn that this didn't mean that she wished to change the rest of our dynamic. After all, aside from the exclusive part, it satisfied both of us.

I had my qualms about Desiree's sudden fascination with golden showers, but I considered the possibility that she might simply be attempting to find out the cause of all of the fuss. Either that, or she might be truly intrigued with the practice. I figured that it would pass, and as long as she didn't expect me to return the favor, I would be okay with it. I just wouldn't kiss her right afterward.

As always, my woman's Neapolitan heritage showed up in her cooking. Early on in our relationship, I tried to be somewhat egalitarian in the kitchen sense, helping out and so forth. Desiree soon disabused me of such rubbish, as she thought of it. In her mind, it was her second most sacred duty to fill my belly, superseded only by a woman's proper service to a man in the bedroom. I suppose that not all Old World traditions die out, even in a modern American female. As liberated as she was in some ways, Des wouldn't let me usurp her rightful place as the household cook.

Naturally, her tastes ran strongly in the direction of pasta, olive oil, vegetables, cheese, and Italian sausage. Since such food was comforting and filled one's belly, I wasn't the sort to complain about her love of such Mediterranean cuisine. It was, in hindsight, something that I could have predicted by seeing her voluptuous form. She wasn't obese by any standards but a supermodel's, but Des was definitely a full-figured woman.

"So, honey, you've had enough time since I gave you that BJ. Are you ready for more fucking?" Desiree flirted unabashedly, another wonderful habit of hers.

"When am I not?" I winked back at my lovely redhead. She blushed for a moment, and with supper consumed, hurried the dishes into the dishwasher. When she took longer than expected to return, I slipped into the kitchen to check on her.

Desiree was already nude, her casual clothing scattered on the floor. Instead of picking up her T-shirt and panties, my fiancée blushed again and knelt in front of me. She turned around and put herself on all fours, raising her sensual bottom to offer me its use.

"Sir, would you like to fuck me in this position?" she suggested, which made her even more seductive than usual.

"Yes, I want to fuck you. Are you offering me your pussy or your ass?" I demanded, curious as to her agenda, as I knew that she had one.

"Normally, I would say both, but I want you to knock me up, Sir. Please take my cunt. It's empty without your dick," she answered in her most persuasive voice.

That was one area where a woman's most natural entrance had its unique advantages over any other hole. I certainly loved the idea of impregnating a beautiful woman. I always wanted to put a bun in a lady's oven, so Desiree's plea excited me. I took mere seconds to begin preparing her pussy for my cock.

I remembered her plan as I entered her, but I didn't care. I shared her preference that my seed implanted itself in her before any of her future paramours got the chance to make her conceive. That way, none of our secret lifestyle would reach her pious Catholic family. They were already less than impressed that the lecherous boyfriend of their precious daughter had "stolen her purity", or some such claptrap. That was enough for them to shake their heads without adding the notion of an open relationship. A pregnant bride was better than a swinger to their minds. At least they would know that we weren't using contraceptives.

I thrust repeatedly inside Desiree, holding back plenty of times from actually cumming just yet. I was able to do this because of her earlier oral service to me. As always with my girl, she had a method to her madness. I thought that she actually came more than twice during this romp, as witnessed by the change in her pallor and a recurrence of her rigidity. I knew that the only acts more intense with Des than normal sex were fellatio and buggery. Even those weren't much more exciting, because she managed to make even vaginal fucking kinkier than usual. The emphasis on pregnancy was a case in point.

"You know, just because I don't want to have babies with Felix and Bacchus doesn't mean that I would protest if you knocked up one of your other girls. That wouldn't get back to my family, so I don't care," Desiree commented as I slid back into her for yet another hard pounding.

"Besides, you're my Master, so what you do with them is your business, unless you wish to include me. I wouldn't dare to set any more terms. I've been naughty enough in the past," she added, as I rammed her furiously, trying to prolong the act. Doggie-style sex was hot enough, but hearing my fiancee's risqué offer made it even more of a thrill.

The struggle abruptly ended when she continued between heavy breaths, "In fact, the idea of carrying your child simultaneously with Blanca and/or Cristina makes me almost squirt on you."

I instantly blew my load inside Desiree's pussy, at which point she reversed her position (physically, that is) and started to suck me off again. I had sufficient spunk to give her a sample, which she licked up with gusto.

"I knew that would work, Sir. Just wait until we actually swap," she teased me, as we both headed to the shower.

Something told me that she wasn't done teasing and satisfying me for the night.

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The previous day, being a Sunday, naturally couldn't last forever. On the other hand, it certainly brought a smile to this man's face as I arrived at the office. I was a bit tired from a whole day and night of delightfully intense sex with Desiree, and I knew that I had to catch up on my book, but I considered it a worthwhile diversion.

I focused so much on my lunch and thoughts of possible orgies that I didn't notice Blanca sit beside me in the office building's cafeteria until she put her arm around my neck and started to breathe heavily in my right ear. While she did that, Cristina joined us and used her fingers to lightly fondle my bulge. I got the impression that they weren't content to be subtle anymore.

"Um...ladies, I like the attention, I admit it. However, I wonder what you gals want from me," I feigned innocence, not expecting to really fool them.

"Your body, of course. What do we have to do, throw a mattress on the floor and go down on each other, before you'll give us some hard cock? Cristina and I really want to have your babies. If the issue is Desiree, we'll charm the pants off her, too. We're allowed strange pussy as well as strange dick," Blanca confessed, now kissing my face shamelessly.

"Alright, you win. But I warn you, I'll hold you to the part about Des. Not that she'll object these days. I think that she'll be happy to eat you out. Just be sure to return the favor," I teased them back.

"What's the catch?" Cristina giggled, now masturbating me with abandon.

"Well, there's a possibility that you might also end up doing a couple of other guys and a fourth woman," I cautioned, as if that would deter them.

"Again, I'm waiting for a problem," Cristina repeated.

"Fair enough. I can't wait to tell Desiree about this, since she agreed to open things up yesterday. You want a quickie threesome, girls?" I pushed the envelope.

"Sure. We'll just have to take turns with you. Can you persuade Des to let us come home with you afterward? I hope that doesn't sound too forward, to invite ourselves over to a couple's house, for the express purpose of seducing both halves of the pair," Blanca propositioned me, proving herself the more aggressive of the duo.

"Somehow, I seriously doubt that she'll be opposed to a foursome. She'll just probably want a reward, not that I mind. I can guess what kind of gift she'll want from me, and it doesn't bother me, either," I laughed, before kissing the girls and heading for the men's room.

Evidently, I misread the women's plans for me, because they dragged me into the ladies' room instead. After making sure that the unused handicapped stall was still vacant, Blanca and Cristina then yanked down my dress slacks and shared the wondrous job of deep-throating me. I really enjoyed myself, for certain, although I naturally worried that we might get caught and someone might complain to management about public bathroom sex.

On the other hand, the ladies found it extremely delicious to suck my cock while I stood in the stall, gladly stopping at the end to encourage me to give them facials. They licked my seed off each other, but only where it landed on their flesh. Anything that hit their clothes or hair they left alone, evidently viewing it as a souvenir. They also French-kissed me in turns, after which I hurried to the men's room so I could freshen while they did. My colleagues were always a bit nosy, a tendency that irked me except when displayed by Blanca or Cristina.

My lunch hour being virtually over, I quickly texted the ladies' request to Desiree, who immediately replied, "Yes, please. I can't wait for our first orgy." I was sure that she was enthusiastic, but I also suspected that she looked forward to her first gang-bang in the near future. Then again, so did I, especially when I considered that I would also get a romp of my own with Tammy.

I did my best job of pretending not to be excited and distracted for the rest of the day, but I didn't fool the girls. They made sure to visit me and tease me as much as possible, hoping to ensure that I didn't forget to take them home (as if I could forget). I naturally wondered if any of my colleagues at the publishing firm had any notion of what was up between the ladies and me.

After work, we rushed home and met Des at the front door. She surprised me by kissing all three of us on the mouth and even slipping us some tongue before we got safely inside. She was also totally nude, which was another shocker.

Things got even wilder after we locked the front door. Des virtually ripped off my work clothes and boxers, recruiting my colleagues to help her. Then we watched Blanca and Cristina undress each other, which excited Des enough that she started masturbating herself with one hand and me with the other.

"I hope that we build up a large appetite, ladies, because I have a feast planned to give us energy for the night. That's doubly true of you, my stud. Who goes first? Not me, of course. How about you, Blanca? I can munch on Cristina while Ian screws you. By the way, I like to drink piss, in case any of you girls need to pee," Des proposed, not taking over but facilitating this orgy.

"Works for me, hon. Well, Ian...no need for foreplay right now. Just fuck me hard," Blanca begged me, bending over the loveseat to offer me her tush.

"Are you suggesting anal, Blanca? I don't mind, but where's the lube?" I reacted with a nasty grin.

Des rushed into the kitchen and found some shortening, which she applied to Blanca's asshole. She seized the chance to finger the Latina while she did so. Grinning at both of us, she then spread Cristina's thighs and resumed her experiment with dining on pussy.

Realizing that I had no better chance to butt-fuck Blanca, I grabbed her ass-cheeks and slid my cock slowly and steadily into her pucker. My new Mexican mistress gasped and began to move backward to meet me, indicating that I should now actively sodomize her. I grunted as much as she did, as my experience with anal sex wasn't as extensive as my fantasies would prefer. In any case, she was as hot as a tamale by this point and certainly rather wet.

I also understood that I'd have to wash my cock afterward, but I didn't mind that issue. That was the price to pay for pounding Blanca's bottom, and I was quite willing to pay it. I rammed her for several more minutes, reveling in this encounter with my Latina's backdoor. The way that she responded with groans and moans, along with leaking her juices, proved to me that this wasn't something that she tolerated for my sake. In some way, Blanca's asshole was an erogenous zone for her, and she apparently knew it for quite a while. It was clear to me that she long hoped to surprise me with this, and the news was definitely of the pleasant sort.

While I plundered Blanca's bowels, my fiancée serviced Cristina's sex with a gusto that she normally saved for her favorite cuisine. Far from being sickened by the taste, Des licked the Filipina's cunt as if it had the flavors of a delicious salad. She definitely indicated an enjoyment of Sapphic pleasure that made me wonder just how much latent bisexuality there was in my Italian babe's psyche. For that matter, did she have some past encounters of the female kind?

I wasn't worried about that, however. There was far too much fun to distract myself with just how honest my girl was about potentially scandalous and embarrassing collegiate trysts with her own sex. I didn't have time to think about much else anyway right then. Something about buggering a hot Mexican who loves to take it in her sweet and ravishing ass tends to give a guy a one-track mind for a little while.

In just a few more seconds, I came in Blanca's bottom. She climaxed herself right afterward, evidently brought to such a state by the idea of my cum in her sphincter. We then watched as Des brought Cristina to orgasm, which caused my fiancée to have a facial of sweet feminine fluids. The Filipina hottie thanked her with another French kiss, before winking at me as if to say, "You're mine, now, senor."

I didn't mind that....I just worried about how to stand on my unsteady legs after my incredible romp with my luscious Latina and her tight heinie. After all, I had to walk to the shower, not that the sound of feet behind me indicated that I would be alone. I didn't bother to check if it was Cristina or Des. Either way, I knew that I would fuck both of them as well in time....and either way, I would certainly enjoy my shower.

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I wasn't surprised when Cristina joined me in the shower. She had plans for me that I hardly minded. It was high time that I gave this saucy Filipina what she really wanted. Cristina knew that she would have to get me hard again, so she didn't hesitate to suck my cock once we had washed and rinsed off. I already started to recover merely from seeing and touching her slick, smooth body.

"Ian, take me now, please! I don't want to wait any longer. Blanca's had her turn, now it's mine!" Cristina begged me, which finished the job of getting me into the mood to fuck this cutie.

I naturally lasted a bit longer with Cristina than with Blanca, but we didn't care to end up like prunes, so I transferred us to the vanity. I continued screwing her from behind, as I did in the shower, which allowed me to go far deeper than I might have otherwise. If the goal was to knock the girl up, this would help a great deal in that respect. I certainly hoped to put a bun in her oven, and I knew that Des wanted me to give my new lover a baby as well. This reminded me to fuck Blanca's pussy next time, as great as her ass was. At the risk of stating the obvious for the anatomically ignorant, anal sex wasn't known for causing pregnancies.

When I came in Cristina, she turned around and smiled deviously, as if she kept a secret that she was about to divulge. It turned out that she did. It was a fantastic secret from my perspective.

"Ian, my dear, I have a confession to make," Cristina announced as we made out.

"Funny, I don't recall being a priest. Shouldn't you call me 'Father' and ask me to bless you, in that case?" I teased her as my hands caressed her buns.

"Cute, but I mean it. I went off the Pill today, in the hope that you would give me a baby. I'm extremely fertile and in that position, you have a better than even chance of knocking me up. I hope for more fun and games after supper, but I wanted you to know it first. You're likely to be a daddy soon, Papi. I'm afraid that Blanca will want your seed, too," Cristina warned me.

"Well, I guess that means I'd better eat up. I want the strength to keep on fucking for a while, don't I? Three gorgeous women who want hot sex. That's a hell of a problem for any guy. It's certainly one I've never had before. You won't hear a gripe from me," I told my Filipina with a satisfied grin on my face.

"Come on, stud. Let's see what your fiancee is cooking up tonight," Cristina encouraged me as we left the washroom. The view of her slick and naked ass reminded me of what awaited after the meal. Wild sex and incredible food sounded like the best end to any red-blooded man's day. They worked for me, at least.

We walked in on Desiree licking my cum out of Blanca's ass. I wasn't sure if my lovely fiancee meant my seed and Blanca's tush as an appetizer or a dessert. I decided to give Des a taste of her own medicine, spreading her cheeks to rim her while she licked Blanca clean. Cristina put her ass in front of Blanca, creating a daisy chain like those in porn flicks. If these ladies had read my dirty mind, they could have plucked that very fantasy out and played it out just the way that they did.

"Oh, God, Ian, yes, keep it up! Lick my ass just like that!" Des begged me, quite desperate to cum while she got Blanca off.

I relished the taste of my sweet lady's bottom as always. I licked every inch of Desiree's ass, while she did the same for Blanca, and Blanca rimmed Cristina eagerly. It wasn't a long wait for each of the girls to climax, since the orgy sizzled as hot as fajitas. If I hadn't already fucked two girls in a short space of time, I would have taken Des right there, but sadly I was "all too human", to quote Nietzsche. We all had a serious difficulty standing up and walking for a little bit, but we finally got to our feet.

"Now that you're really famished, I think that it's high time that I feed us all. Blanca and Cristina, Ian can testify that we tend to eat a lot of Italian, but I am branching out to other cuisines as well. Tonight, in honor of you gals, I opted for some fish tacos. I hope that isn't too silly, given the lesbian aspect of our little festivities. Sorry, Cristina, I don't know any Filipina foods yet. Perhaps you can teach me some recipes. You're all welcome in my home and even my kitchen, since you're Ian's other women now," Des stunned all of us by being even warmer and more hospitable than usual.

"When did you have time to make them?" Blanca wondered.

"Oh, I prepared them earlier, but I'm actually cooking them now so as to make them fresh," Des explained flirtatiously. She knew how to even make talking of a Monday night supper erotic.

"Can we join you in the kitchen now?" I asked her, trying to see how if she would relax her ban on men in the kitchen.

"Sure, honey. I guess that I've been overzealous about not sharing the kitchen duties with you. Just remember that it's my turf, that's all I ask. You're the boss in bed, but I wear the apron and the chef's hat in the kitchen. Capice?" Des answered, punctuating her declaration with one of her fiery kisses.

"Fair enough, lover," I kissed her back with equal intensity.

"I would say 'get a room', but this is your house and I would end up joining you in the sack," Blanca joked.

"Jealous?" I grinned at Blanca.

"Envious, I would say. But I'll take a rain check on my kiss from each of you until the food's ready," Blanca winked at me.

"Alright, folks, let's get to work here," Desire insisted, getting us back on task.

The fish tacos were soon complete, since they didn't take a lot of cooking. Desiree even used lime zest and cilantro to give them more flavor and character. She found a use for the rest of the lime in the shots of clear tequila that she poured for each of us. Obviously, she had some devious purpose intended that required at least partial intoxication on our parts. I was eager to find out, but I also wanted to eat these fish tacos first. It was a breakthrough for all of us, especially the usually territorial Des in HER kitchen.

"We Italians usually toast by saying, 'salute', but I'll let our Spanish speakers pick the toast this time," Des announced as she raised her shot glass.

"Ours is similar, just in Spanish. I don't know Cristina's native language, so let's go with that, if that's okay," Blanca suggested.

"Salud, then!" Cristina made the actual toast as we clinked our glasses.

Tequila wasn't generally my favorite beverage, but it worked for this particular occasion. The fish tacos soon more than made up for the vile taste of the tequila, as did the chips and Blanca's special salsa. The beer didn't hurt, either. Cristina seemed especially happy about the choice of fish, since it was familiar to her from her native cuisine. When we were stuffed to the gills (bad pun, but I couldn't resist), our thoughts again turned to sex. It was impossible not to think of a good orgy when three gorgeous, naked women sat at the table and made me the center of attention.

Desiree gave me a look that told me that I was about to be the "victim" of a reverse gang-bang. Naturally, Blanca and Cristina saw her plan written on her face and swiftly decided that they agreed with it. I could sense that I was "gonna get it", as one ex-lover, a Georgia Peach, once told me. Another man might have been scared, but as the saying goes, you can't rape the willing.

[frankjohnmoore]

love the story,,,,thanks

[SEVERUSMAX]

You're welcome and thank you. !cool

[espana]

great story realy enjoyed