Chapter 2

I looked straight into Lavinia’s eyes as I refilled her glass. There was something about her that made me feel very aggressive. I knew I could easily hold her down with my strength if I wanted.

I went over to the sideboard and checked my watch, which I’d discreetly left there. Eight o’clock. It was time to begin.

Melinda entered the room and placed a loaf of fresh-baked bread on the table, next to a blue porcelain bowl of cherries. She moved to the stereo against the far wall and turned on a sensual Latin groove. She then sat down in an overstuffed leather arm chair off to the side, away from where the main group was sitting and chatting.

I stepped forward. “Ladies, we’re about to move on to the main course,” I said. “But first, there’s something I’d like to show you.”

All eyes turned my way. I love these moments.

I reached back and untied my apron strings. I cast the apron on the floor.

“Uh…what are you doing?” Rochelle asked, giggling nervously.

“Wait and see,” I told her. I came over and sat on the arm of her chair. Unbuttoning my white jacket slowly, I sighed as I reached inside and fondled my breasts through the blouse underneath. I’d gone braless and my nipples stood out through the fabric.

All of the women except Lavinia applauded as they realized what was starting to happen. Still, Lavinia craned forward to watch my performance, her mouth slightly agape with curiosity.

“Holy shit,” said Nancy. “This is a lot hotter than some fuckin’ male stripper.”

“This?” I said challengingly. “You mean this?” I stood up in front of the group and confidently lowered my slacks to just below my ass cheeks. I was wearing a brand-new pair of black lace silk panties that I’d bought at Bellefleur Lingerie for the occasion.

I turned my head and looked back at Rochelle, my hips slowly swaying to the rhythm. “You like seeing this, Rochelle? Was this in your fantasy?”

“Oh yes, yes, yes, yes,” Rochelle said. “This is amazing.” I could see that she had tucked a hand inside her robe, between her thighs, and it was moving to and fro.

“Then show me your appreciation.” I eased out of my pumps, took off my slacks, and moved slowly over to Rochelle. I turned my ass toward the black woman’s face and felt her reverently kissing my cheeks from behind. My clit was totally engorged from what I was doing and feeling.

“Who wants to hold hands with me while Rochelle worships my beautiful ass?” I said. Suzanne arose and took my left hand , while Carmen came over to grip my right. “That’s it,” I said. “That’s my two sisters. That’s all of us together, enjoying this, woman to woman.”

The women helped me take off my top and now I was fully nude and free to show off.

Nancy finished off her red wine and opened up her robe to the floor. Her pubic hair was trimmed in an aggressive black V and she had very ragged inner labia. She was frigging furiously with her right hand as she watched me with the other women. Rochelle had taken my panties and squeezed them up tight between my ass cheeks from behind.

I loved knowing that when Rochelle got fucked by her new husband, she’d be actually creaming to thoughts of worshipping my ass.

Carmen leaned in with a smile and kissed me full on the mouth. “I’ve been wanting to kiss those lips ever since we met at the coffee shop,” she said. “I was so jealous when I saw your tongue touch Suzanne’s.”

I was feeling unbelievably sensual. Melinda was watching me from the armchair and had lifted up her red flowered skirt. She produced a small blue vibrator and applied it to her clit through her pantyhose. She let out a loud, guttural grunt of pleasure when she saw Suzanne lean down to put her hand down the front of my panties.

The whole room was redolent with aroused pussy. The shocked look on Lavinia’s face made all of this especially delicious.

“Want to go down on me, Nancy?” I demanded.

Nancy nodded eagerly and pulled off her robe. Completely nude, she knelt and pushed her curly head between my thighs. She pulled my panties down slowly with her teeth, looking up at me for approval.

“Oh baby…so beautiful,” said Suzanne, reaching down to stroke her friend’s hair. Rochelle had come around to watch me getting eaten out.

“Is this how you like it, Frederika?” Nancy said, as she slowly began to run her tongue up and down my full cunt lips.

“Yeah,” I groaned. I began to aggressively fuck Nancy’s face, pushing my crotch hard into her, making her shove her tongue up inside me. “Do you like what you see, Lavinia? Melinda does.”

“I’m really excited,” Lavinia confessed. She came over and kissed me on the cheek. “I’m straight, but the way you act makes me want to…do what Nancy is doing.”

“Then do it,” I told her. “Everyone here is welcome to lick my cunt. That’s what you girls are paying for, isn’t it?”

Melinda vacated her armchair so I could recline in it, surrounded by women. Lavinia got down and pushed her face into my cunt. If she hadn’t eaten pussy before, she could have fooled me. Her tongue found its way straight to my bead, driving me crazy with little flicks and caresses.

Everyone was reaching in to fondle me, masturbating and cheering me on.

Rochelle leaned in with a smile and wrapped her full lips around my left nipple. My orgasm was nearing rapidly.

Melinda said: “I’m going to start tonight. I want to go bi.” She produced her huge right tit and fed it into my mouth. I sucked hungrily on her big, diamond-hard nipple.

“I love orgies,” I said loudly. “Jesus Christ, fuck me and suck me. Fuck me and suck me!” My whole body stiffened up as the straight girl sucked my fucking clit right into her mouth.

I let out a yell of triumph as my orgasm hit hard. The women were all over me as I just let go, screaming and clutching them against me. This was more than a performance. This was a true orgiastic release. And I needed it badly.

The night turned unbelievably wild and raunchy. Carmen stuffed her pussy with ripe cherries and we ate them out of her as a group. I can still remember the others cheering me on as I performed in a 69 with Lavinia, her on the bottom, forced to lick me out again as I straddled her pretty young face. And later I fingered Rochelle to a huge G-spot orgasm…while Suzanne fucked me with the empty bottle of rose and Nancy inserted her tongue right up my ass.

Rochelle’s wedding was still weeks away. But she insisted that I had to be added to the guest list, and I was. That, however, is another story.