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Wherein Jack (that's me), a man of extreme horniness and questionable morals, invites his new girlfriend, his other new girlfriend, his best friend, and his best friend's wife into his bed.You might want to read the other parts of this story first, starting with Convenience vs. Need, if you haven't already.* * * *I had to pee so badly, I thought I would explode. I was alone in my bed, but the memories of the previous evening, and that morning, were more vivid then most of my waking moments. I rushed to the bathroom, and struggled to start my stream. I had to pee so bad I couldn't, and finally with a sigh, I managed to start, and finally felt the release my bladder so badly craved.After about 20 minutes, or so it seemed, I wandered out. I had heard some low noise, and thought the TV was on, but no one was in the living room. I followed the sound to the kitchen where I found Beth and Debbie, deep in a whispered conversation, giggling. Debbie was dressed in shorts and tee shirt, her

"You gave me the worst bruises, you bastard. Joe had to know every detail." Cathy closed the door behind her, and walked into my arms, kissing me."I thought that maybe I could help you this time," Joe said, stepping up behind his wife, and grabbing her breasts, through her shirt, while she ground her crotch into me."Umm, I have company, in the back." I tried to be quiet. Cathy tensed up like a steel spring.Cathy peaked around my side, to see both Debbie and Beth peaking back from around the corner.Cathy blanched, Beth turned bright red, Debbie ducked back into the room, and Joe laughed like a hyena."I can't believe you! Jesus man, I'm a fan!" He put up his hand for a high five, and I couldn't resist smacking it.In for a penny, in for a pound, I thought.I reached my arm around Cathy, and guided her back to the bedroom, with Joe on my heels."I think that we need to catch everyone up on the news." I said, loudly enough for the girls in the bedroom to hear me. When we entered the

Lately, life was feast or famine. I would get my brains screwed out for a weekend, then do without for two weeks. The previous weekend had followed the same pattern, with my life full of wonderful women, then from Monday night through Thursday I was a single man again.I had been working hard to finish moving my belongings from the apartment into the house, while Debbie had been supervising some work done around the house. Karen was still planning on waiting until the end of the month to move in, and was still working. We'd brought in a flooring contractor to repair the living room floor, and to install some inexpensive carpeting upstairs. She'd also managed to get our gas, water, and phone service turned on, after getting the city inspections completed. She was turning out to be an administrative wiz. We'd hoped to get some painting done, but had been too busy with the move, and inspection paperwork. We were looking at a weekend of painting coming up, which should make the house pret

Dale opened the door. "What the fuck was...OOOF" He was clearly confused, and the bat in the midsection didn't help. I kicked his legs out from under him, and hit him again, hard, in the lower back, wrenching a cry from him. He put an arm out to brace himself, and I kicked it out from under him and stomped down on his hand, hard."Shut the door Debbie." She was already moving; I was proud of her, she might have frozen, but she remembered what I'd told her.John wasn't moving, so I decided to take care of the bigger Dale first. I dropped to one knee, right across the back of his neck. I quickly pulled his arms behind him, and grabbing one of the oversized plastic zip-ties from out of my pocket, I encircled his wrists and yanked as tightly as I could, pinching the skin cruelly. I wasn't worried about pain, or cutting off circulation, just taking him out quick."Fuck, dude, just take the shit." Dale was whining."Not that easy, 'dude'." I answered, zip-tying his ankles, and kicking him j

John picked up the pace a little, a little longer strokes, a little faster. I looked up to see Dale, with his head back and eyes closed. The cock in John's hand was growing, and it was becoming clear that Dale was an 'above-average' kind of guy."That's better, but you know, I'm going to have to see your mouth at work if you're really looking to convince me."John looked to me, then back to the cock he was stroking. Dale was really hard now, a drop of pre-cum glistening. John tilted the cock towards his face, and placed his mouth over the end. He didn't move, just held his mouth there, and stroked that big cock. As John's mouth enclosed the fat head of Dale's cock, a sigh escaped Dale's lips."C'mon John. Is that how you like to be sucked? I know you can do better then that." I scolded, before snapping another picture.Slowly, John took Dale a little deeper in his mouth, then slid him out. He repeated this several times. He took Dale's meat from his mouth, and licked the length of his