Six Ways to Sunday

                        Chp. 3

 

Dinner was going to be a magical event; the aroma of the thick marinated porters, mushrooms, and garlic bread, wafted from the grill filling the countryside, whetting our appetites. John and Steve are BBQ masters working the grill and Joyce was stir-frying the fresh sliced leaks, broccoli, shallots, snow peas, more mushrooms, celery, and carets. The aroma of garlic, ginger, chilies, pepper, and soy sauce, mingled with the BBQ filling the whole house and yard with a delightful smell. I was tossing the salad; mixing the red wine, oil, and garlic dressing, setting the table, decanting the wine, and lighting the candles; it was so delightful to see the four of us working together again. The boys toiling over the grill, laughing over something, Joyce, and I singing while working the kitchen, and the dining room. Dinner was coming together; before we could look at the clock the food was on the table and we were seated.

 

John stood up; his size commanded everyone’s attention, and lifted a glass of wine in his unintentionally loud voice he offered a toast speaking slowly at first, “There nothing more valuable than a friendship, that has stood the test of time, trials of life, and endured, it’s tribulations. A friendship such as ours deserves to be affirmed; over the thirty-five years our friendship has grown, and changed, from just friends, to working together and back to being friends, to business partners, husbands, and wives. The orbits of our four separate lives crossed, and despite our diversity we have grown as individuals, as mates, and I thank God, for our unique nature, that has kept us together even when we are apart. To you my wife Joyce your delightful countenance has certainly kept me together during some of my struggling. Surly kept the orbital paths of our friendship together. I love you, thank you for making my life complete, and our friendship strong. To Steve my life long friend, thank you for being there, at work, play, and a few of my crossroads in life. To Alice, Steve’s ‘life’ partner, you have touched all our lives; your contributions, both professionally, and personally, are considerable, as a friend, and former employer I thank you. I thank you for taking good care of my friend Steve. I can go on and on, but lets’ get this food eaten before it gets cold.”

 

 A few moments of silence passed, then it was like a war zone, everyone started eagerly eating, grabbing the spuds, asking for the veggies, and a, “could you please pour a little more wine.” Plates banging sliver scraping, and arms reaching, the food was flying. It took only a few minutes to distribute the food then the music in the back ground vanished and all you could hear was knives cutting, forks poking, and jaws grinding, hardly a word was said except for a pass this and hand me that please.

 

There was this thumping on the floor, not in time to the music. It was Casey and Jake’s tails as they sat away from the table just waiting for that scrap of what ever; broccoli, an onion sure, but yes it was the beef they were waiting for. Neither of them would beg but they did lick their chops loudly, every time they got a look.

 

“Alice is it a secret or can everyone know about your new job?” Joyce inquired coyly.

 

“New job? I want to hear.” John chimed in.

 

“Go ahead Alice. It’s not top-secret.” Steve urged.

 

“I’m curious too.” Joyce joined in the coaxing.

 

“I’ve decided to leave the ‘Computersaide.com inc.’ and go to work for a privet investigator.” Alice paused to swallow.

 

“They are kind of hit or miss business.” John cautioned.

 

“Well he is very busy, and does a lot more than chase wives or husbands. He has an information hot line; I don’t understand exactly what that is about, but he said it would keep me busy. He puts a lot of his profit into programs to help lost children, find better homes and then find them selves. Most of all I will be moving from the background into the front lines. I will be using my research skills.” Alice paused to take a drink.

 

John interjected with a laugh saying, “ You may have been in the background and we may have climbed a mountain, saved a life, and built a house, but you certainly organized it all, and that makes you just as guilty, of being important, as we are.”

 

“I don’t have all details I have another interview, and a two week sit in and watch. I have researched his business, and I will be paid better than the last two jobs, with perks.” Alice sat back smiling.

 

“Best wishes on this new assignment.” John encouraged as he lifted his glass.

 

“Here! Here!” Joyce and Steve chimed, “Best wishes.”

 

“This the finest dinner I’ve sat down to in a long time.” Steve sang out, adding, “A toast to the cooks.”

 

“Here! Here! A toast to all of us cause we all had something to do with it!” John shouted.

 

Everyone stood, held their glasses up to each other and emptied them. And the food fight started anew as the dogs sitting waiting for that errant scrap of food to hit the floor.

 

“More wine?”

 

“More meat please.”

 

“How ‘bout some bread?”

 

“Pass the veggies please.”

 

Before long the plates, bowls, and glasses were empty and the table a mess. Everyone was sitting back picking at his or her teeth.

 

Steve was the first to break the silence and asked John, “When did you get ole’ Jake?”

 

John ‘snickered’ saying, “We didn’t; he found us, or we saved him. Actually Joyce is the one that saved him. She was at the beach during a storm; I was busy finishing the paper work on a bid, when I heard this god awful screaming, I banged my knee on the table, and hit my head on the lamp as I went running to see what the noise was about…”

 

Joyce interjected, “It was… I was panicked screaming for help, this poor dog just floundering in the surf.”

 

John interrupted, “It’s easy to laugh now, it was the first time I had seen Joyce at wits end.”

 

Joyce chimed, “When John started to take the raft to the water I regained my composure, and together we saved Jake.”  

 

As they all sat musing over the story it happened; food hit the floor and a mad scramble erupted as both hounds slipped on the hard wood floor scampering for the juicy tidbit, it ended with Jake stumbling to the floor, and Casey getting the scrap.

 

“Poor Jake. He zigged when he should have zagged.” John chuckled.

He whined, and with a snort of disgust, lay back down. We were all looking at Poor Jake, what a face he made, lifting his head.

 

Quickly Joyce interjected, “Nobody give him a thing ‘he…!’ is just begging.”  After a pause she added, “John just loves teasing them. We both love our hard wood floors but I think John gets a bigger kick out of watching Jake and Casey slip on them!”

 

John interjected in his defense, “Not tru…!”

 

“Yeeaass…!” Joyce coyly imposed.

 

“Well… I suppose. They do look so funny when their heads start bobbing in that circular motion when they slip and struggle for traction.”

 

Soon only the occasional sucking of air through teeth, some belching, clinking of the wine bottle, and moans; the sound of having over eaten and Jake and Casey’s tails beating the floor faster and louder now, because they knew the main course was over, and their turn was at hand.

 

Alice broke the sounds of digestion saying, “To get back to our topic of a few minutes ago; thank you for helping me out of a moment of insecurity, I know like the dish washer I do serve a purpose.”

 

Steve mused, “I think we can all agree that you and Joyce are the organized ones around here. Well I must say we dispatched that wonderful meal in a timely manor.”

 

Alice giggled adding, “It is hard to imagine the table was ever orderly, and you boyza get an A in BBQing.”

 

Joyce said with a hint of sarcasm, “You boys must be tired from such a hard days fishing and BBQing, Alice and I will clear off the table and set up for dessert; be fore warned brandy is John’s family recipe and it is one-hundred and fifty proof!”

 

The whole meal was filled with laughs, memories, and years of trials and accomplishments, wins, and loses; and friendships being rekindled. The C. D. on was in shuffle mode with William Ackerman playing in the background, good food, and drink, melted the realities of life; working, the traffic, the bills, parking, and the constant noise of city life all drifted away. Dessert was a deep-dish raspberry cheesecake, with a raspberry-brandy sauce, followed by more of the homemade brandy. No human seemed in a hurry to break the silence in the candle lit room just a contented groan from Jake as he rolled over and started cleaning his other side; both Jake and Casey were licking them selves and biting at something.

 

It was after midnight before the table was cleared and the dishes done, a semblance of order restored to the house. The lights turned down, and the four of us to our rooms. We wished each other pleasant dreams, and sleepily walked off to bed. Steve went to sleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, it happened so fast, I doubt he knew he went to sleep. I am glad he doesn’t snore as I sometimes lay there and drift awhile before sleeping.

 

I was sleepy down stairs but as soon as we hit the sheets I woke up. I wanted to wake Steve so we could fool around, but no he was dog tired; between the hot sun, early start, and all that beer, wine and powerful brandy I am surprised he lasted as long as he did, and besides there is time, ‘We!’ are on vacation so for now I will play with myself.

 

I love the time I get to play with myself; I can tease and stretch the orgasm, imagine what I choose. Like being with my good friend and lover Joyce, the image of her so warmly kissing and sucking my pussy when I cum turns me warm inside I know she loved me and I loved her. Soon the rude images of being raped by Jake drifted into my mind and were strangely intoxicating. I can still feel him standing on me spraying me with his scent then plunging that huge dick and knot deep into me, God…! Did…! That ever hurt. First that soft pointy-head probing my vaginal opening, and bang that knot popping into me and then screaming in pain then having the most painfully enjoyable climax ever to this day.

 

I drifted back to when we were sitting in the living room talking and laughing after dinner. I looked at John’s crotch I could see he was getting a hardon god he has a huge dick and it wasn’t even completely erect. I know Joyce likes it’s size because she is really big herself. Even Jake was sitting in the corner with his wet red dick half out; it seemed like he was watching me because every time I looked his way he gave his jowls a slathery slurping lick and then pant staring right me.

 

Until Jake nailed me with his horrendous cock I never had a dick big enough to hurt. God I’m getting hot thinking and twittering my clitoris, and nipples. My finger is not going to work I am going to stop, save it for Joyce I want to really wet her down.

 

At some point I went to sleep and dreamed about big cocks cumming on my hands, dogs licking my pussy, Joyce kissing my ears and Steve shooting his whole load down my throat, and yes that huge dick knot straining to enter me. I don’t think I really went to sleep I was lying on my side fingering my sweet pussy when Steve rolled over and started poking me between my legs with his erect penis. He started kissing me on the ears and neck. I rolled over to give him a kiss and he slid his tongue into my mouth and his cock into my hot wet pussy at the same time, ‘God!’ it felt good I was glad I was already for him. He penetrated just deep enough to pass my lips, and take it out and back in. Teasing me with it over and over, then a deep thrust just enough pressure to be firm. I could feel it pulsing inside; then he started working it inside me, short slow rhythmic strokes not deep and not coming out. A tremble came across him, and he moved his hands to my shoulders, gripping them tightly. He started forcefully pushing his dick deep, lifting my buttocks off the bed with each thrust. With loud deep gasping sighs started spewing large amounts of hot cum into my vagina and it would stream out coating my buttocks and sheets.

He lay there motionless keeping his dick buried, inside me. Long slow spurts were still coming out of his erect penis, and his cum spilling out, oozing past my anus down to the sheets, and pooling under my fanny. Oh God that feels good, a relief even though I didn’t cum. He started kissing me all over my face neck, biting my earlobes. He looked right at me saying thank you with his eyes.

 

Steve rolled off and said, ”John and I are planning to fish as long as we can today.”

 

“That’s great. Do you need me to make a snack for you and John?" I purred warmly.

 

“No. Joyce is going to make a box lunch for us,” He replied and asked, “Are you O. K. with that?”

 

“Oh yes Joyce and I have plenty to keep us entertained.” I assured. In a flash he was off to the shower, dressed, and out the door.

 

I wasn’t ready to get up just yet. Every muscle ached especially my abs, thighs, and rectum. I had to pee but not bad enough to get up, and disturb my painful muscles. A few minutes passed, when I got up peed and laid back down. I wanted to rest a little longer. The door swung open, and God there was Jake, panting I wasn’t ready for him just yet, so jumped up and shooed him away. Steve’s cum was running down my legs and onto the floor. I put my hand on my pussy to keep it in me while I walked to the bathroom to clean myself. I showered and got dressed, flung the covers to the top of the bed, and went to find Joyce. I hoped I didn’t hurt Jake’s feelings I still haven’t adjusted to having sex with an animal.

 

I went down stairs lured by the scent of fresh brewed coffee, and found Joyce sitting at the counter sipping and reading a novel, or something, I asked pryingly, ”What are you reading.”

 

“A silly romance novel set in the olden days.” Joyce replied adding, “How did you sleep?”

 

“I slept on and off, I kept waking from my dreams good dreams.” I purred, and warmly added, “Dinner was so nice the music, the brandy, and the warm friendship made the whole trip, ‘hell’, life worthwhile. I am so glad I know you Joyce.” Reaching across the counter and took hold her hand. Joyce smiled warmly, and gazed into my eyes. We sat there quietly sipping our coffee. We were ready, for some love, warm love. It was my turn, and I knew we both liked to go slow.

 

“You know the images and feelings Jake licking me and mounting me swept over me like a churning ocean every time I closed my eyes, I still get wet and my stomach fills with butterflies just thinking about it.” Joyce affirmed then she asked, “Do you want a bite of breakfast?”

 

“Yes…! God yes…! The whole night I could feel his hot breath blowing across my neck; I felt him licking me turning me inside out, and this morning when Steve gave me a quick fucking I didn’t feel him inside me I felt that huge knot being buried inside me and Jake’s hairy haunches rubbing against my buttocks. I am just going to let Steve think that it was his doing that got so wet.”

 

“Well I think that would be best.” Joyce assured then asked, “Do you want a bite of breakfast?”

 

“Yes please I am sorry I forgot to answer. I would something sweet, hot, and soft, I say you would do just fine.” Alice said with a wet smile and warm gaze.

 

The morning was beautiful, warm a few clouds in the sky, as we swayed (arm in arm), off to the sun lit porch. We had a clear view of the bay, the sunny sky, and the mist had cleared giving us a view of the very distant mountains.

We sat there for a while, quietly in each other’s arms head to shoulder, hand in hand listening to our selves, feeling our desires welling within. Several minutes passed I looked up at Joyce, and started tenderly kissing her ear lobe, nibbling along the flap, and behind, I quietly whispered, “Lets go into the reading room, that long settee is calling us.”

 

Joyce looked warmly and kissed me suckling my lower lip into her mouth and sliding her tongue slowly into my mouth, lingeringly sliding side to side. We stood and walked in the house to the reading room stripping our clothing as we went.

 

The reading room was filled with sunlight making it warm almost hot. I reached around Joyce from behind untying the bow- knot holding her robe closed, and with my hands on her belly, held her close. I loosened the robe from her shoulders letting it fall free to the floor. Swaying to a rhythm only we could here I kissed her back, neck, ears, shoulders; slowly dropping to my knees my hands still holding her stomach. I kissed each cheek sliding my hands to her hips, spreading her plump cheeks with my thumbs; slipping my tongue onto and in her anus. I felt it quiver as Joyce loudly sucked in a breath and sighed, “God! Alice! That feels good.”

I kept kissing around and on her anus, sliding my tongue around and in it; I slid my lips to her inner thighs kissing and biting them, and back up to the softer more sensitive lower portions of her cheeks. I tried to reach her sweet pussy from behind with my tongue.

 

I turned her around so I could kiss her sweet raven-haired pussy. I love looking at her genitalia. Her clitoris is covered by a thick fore skin that fans out to meaty labia, hidden by a mat of thick long soft black hair. Her black hair runs in trails from her belly button to her anus and part way up her back; covering Joyce’s wide fleshy mons and then down her inner thighs densest over her genitalia and thinning as it nears her knees. She is roomy between her thighs even though they are muscular. Joyce’s clitoris, meaty labia, and vulva all swell and turn red when aroused, more than any other woman I know.

 

I felt one hand caressing my arm just under my shoulder; the other’s fingers entwining my hair caressing my head, pressing her warm pussy onto my face. Joyce took in two very loud quick breaths her knees trembled a little as I suckled her animated clitoris.

Joyce loudly called out, “Oh god…! Alice…! ‘Hold!’ it… Wait…! Oh Alice…! Hold it just like that!”

I waited motionless I felt her sweet cream spill out onto my face running down my neck, I felt her clitoris dancing about on my tongue, like a small flexing penis and her vaginal opening flaring and closing on my lips. I felt beads of sweat form on Joyce’s body as she responded, to my kissing, her labia softened in my mouth. I rolled my tongue slowly across her swollen vaginal opening massaging all of her genitalia. Joyce shuddered a bit, and let out a few little sighs as I moved and probed with my tongue. She pushed my face firmly against her hot wet pussy. I sucked her clitoris into my mouth gripping it with my lips and tonguing it. I love to peal back her thick fore skin and just suck the head of her clitoris it makes her squirm and pant.

 

I started firmly and tenderly biting Joyce’s vulva and her thighs licking them sucking them. I saw her vaginal opening begin to swell turn red, and get wetter, as her arousal heightened. Joyce lifted her foot to the settee exposing more of her sweet pussy to my face letting my, tongue move about freer. It was easier to lick and suck, and bite her clitoris, labia, vulva, thighs and anus.

 

Joyce loves washing, my whole face with her ‘hot’ 'wet!’ pussy. I love feeling her wet pussy on my face too. I was becoming aroused as well; my white cotton panties were pasted to my fanny. I could feel my juices pooling on the lining. I was beginning to sweat and my face was hot. I put my mouth on Joyce’s twitching clitoris, sucking and releasing her sateen juices squeezed out onto my face each time. I felt her vagina getting hot, and her juices rolling down my neck. I pealed her fore skin back by working my tongue and teeth together sucking her pulsing clitoris out from hiding, and grinding it into my teeth with my tongue.

Her warm sighs turned to quick gasps, her knees weakened and Joyce staggered back sitting on the settee, softly purring, “Oh yes God yes Alice that feels sooo very Goood!”

 

Slowly Joyce lay back lifting her legs fanning them apart, giving me unobstructed access to her genitalia. She sat there, gazing warmly, licentiously at me while I teased her fully engorged, clitoris, and labia. Parting her swollen vaginal lips with her two fingers, and with an inviting wet smile looked longingly at me. I saw her heart beating in her throat, her solid nipples as they heaved to deep breaths I thought, “My God how beautiful!”

 

I moved in between her legs lying on her wet body massaging her thighs with my hands and arms sliding them onto her stomach. I fondled her full breasts tweaking her hard nipples while I licked, kissed, and bit her belly and button. Joyce’s mind and body were enveloped with passion’s rapture. Her breathing was deep and rhythmic; she held me tenderly with her hands at my shoulders. Responding to my sensual coaxings, she rolled her hips up and into my open mouth. I began taking long circular licks, tugging at her engorged labia. As I passed her clitoris, I sucked it into my mouth, tracing its’ sinewy shaft with my tongue; in and out along its’ length over and over until her vaginal muscles convulsed.

 

Joyce started gasping, crying out, “Oohh…! God! Oohh! God Uuuhhh…!” and a flood of her sweet cream spilled out she gripped my hair with her hands holding me tightly. I lay there quietly as the surges of her climax calmed, and listened as her sighing ease, and the grip on my hair turned to caressing.

 

Joyce purred, “Oh! God…! Alice that felt Oh sooo goood come here and give me a kiss.”

 

Joyce began moving me to her lips first with her hands holding my head tenderly coaxing then moving them to my shoulders gently urging. I moved slowly inching my way upward kissing her belly all over, lingering at her navel to suck, bite, lick, and kiss and savor the taste of her juices. I slid my way up to her full breasts giving each a long tender kiss fondling them while, sensually suckling at her large hard nipples. I moved my mouth up the side of her neck, to her earlobe, and kissed my way to her tear filled eyes.

 

Joyce lifted my head and looked into my eyes and whispered sweetly, “Oh Alice I love you so very much and what you do for me touches me deeply.”

 

“I am so thankful for our friendship to be so close, fitting together so perfectly yes Joyce I love you dearly,” I cooed while caressing her face.

 

“The memories we have are so valuable to me Alice,” Joyce softly affirmed.

 

“I dream of you and think of you often at home” I purred.

 

I moved my mouth close to Joyce’s brushing my lips with hers. I fondled her ears, and face closed my lips to hers. She lowered her feet to my inner thighs resting them on me. Joyce put her fingers of one hand to my cheek, coaxing me closer, the other to my buttock holding me tenderly.

 

Joyce coaxed my tongue into her mouth; I slowly slid it in and rolled it around tasting her. I started pushing my hot wet pussy onto hers; she rocked her hips upward to meet my pelvic bone. I started tenderly but firmly grinding my pelvis onto her swollen clitoris. Her hands moved and caressed my shoulders securely holding me to her breasts. I lay my on her chest and listened to deep rhythmic breathing, slowly working my pelvis in circles and wished I had a penis.

 

Joyce likes to go slow, and coitus is everything. She loves to feel aroused as much as she loves to climax. I knew it was time for me to turn up the heat so I moved my mouth from her’s to her ear giving tender kisses all the way to the lobe, and nibbles along the flap. Joyce was sighing loudly, as I moved to her side giving her a warm kiss. I parted her lips with my tongue slowly slithering it in, side to side, tasting her, and feeling every part of her mouth. I began moving my hand across her warm belly to her button and playing with her long soft black hairs, surrounding her deep belly button, and follow the treasure trail of soft curly hairs to her treasure.

 

I love Joyce, I love the time we spend together; I love turning Joyce on and helping her cum. I know she loves me, wants to be with me, and loves doing the same for me. We’ve been friends forever; Joyce has been in and out of my life longer than any one else. We both feel we were lovers in other lives. We love our husbands and we share a connection…

 

“Aeeyyah…!” Joyce screamed and her body quaked under me and to both our surprises Jake intruded and was licking Joyce’s feet and working his way up.

 

“Kiss me Alice oh god kiss me!” Joyce gasped breathlessly.

 

I looked at her creamy tanned body now covered with goose flesh and sweat; turning red from the lustful hunger being ignited from Jake’s wonderful tongue slathering up her legs and now I could tell by the sound he was lapping up her sweet cream, she sounded so very wet. I felt Joyce’s nipples against my breast as I lay upon her; they were so hard they had to hurt. I cupped her head tenderly with my hands as I suckled on her upper lip feeling her hot breath gust from her mouth and onto my face. At first I felt so jealous of Jake being able to send my friend into such a frenzied rapture so easily; but quickly I became grateful to be part of this rapturous dance of ecstasy.

 

In an instant Joyce pulled me under her as she rolled onto her knees. Heat radiated from her body Joyce’s face was so very hot as she pressed it to mine giving me an impassioned kiss I felt her saliva cascading into my mouth as her tongue entered and circled the inside of my lips and then circling my own tongue; and then the unmistakable shudder and gasping gusts of Joyce’s hot breath rushed past my ear and the tensing of Joyce’s body as Jake lumbered onto her back, her breathing turned into labored grunts as he shuffled his weight.

 

Jake’s paws landed on both sides of me a second later Joyce’s body lunged into mine as Jake plunged his cock into her womb. No exploratory probing; he knew right where to find the sweet spot and with precise aim shoved that huge cock straight in. She slid her hands under my shoulders and gripped them tightly to steady her self as Jake started humping; she nuzzled her face into my hair. I could hear wet sloshing as Jake started working his penis in and out slowly at first. I could feel him taking a few strokes then stop and lick Joyce’s shoulder, neck, and ear and then start again over and over. The rhythm was broken suddenly when Jake took another powerful thrust; I knew by the way Joyce grunted then take in a raspy breath and how tightly she gripped me that he had plunged his horrendous cock knot into her vaginal canal. After a short pause Jake started fervently thrusting his cock I could hear his haunches slapping against Joyce’s buttocks. I felt their juices splashing on me as their bodies crashed together; and in a few seconds Joyce was gasping out breathlessly in orgasm, and Jake started grunting as his powerful thrusts turned spasmodic as he came.

 

Both of them panting like animals as they hovered over me motionless waiting for their strength to return. It was Jake that made the first movement when he started trying to pull penis out with short yanks, and when that didn’t work the rearward yanking turned almost frantic. With a hop his front legs were gone and I knew that he was not going to be able to extricate his cock until Joyce was ready to let him loose. I couldn’t see but I knew that they had to be butt to butt by now as Jake’s staccatoed yanks were pulling Joyce backward each time. Joyce let out an impish giggle each time Jake paused to catch his breath and she kissed me through the tangle of hair. With a very raspy sigh she released her vaginal grip freeing Jake’s knot and with loud wet squelching shloosh Jake extricated himself and headed for the door. I felt their love juices spill out onto my belly and thighs as Joyce lay down on top of me; as she swept the hair from my face their cum pooled under my fanny as their warm cum oozed past my vagina and anus. I felt happy for Joyce as she nuzzled me cheek to cheek; and shortly we both drifted off to sleep.

 

 

End chp. 3

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