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Subject: {ASSM} {ASS} TWO ON ONE {Hungry Guy} (F+/M FF Fdom oral rim ws scat Mpov}
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{ASS} TWO ON ONE {Hungry Guy} (F+/M FF Fdom oral rim ws scat Mpov} 
BY:  Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org)

Foreword:  This is a work of fiction.  None of the people in this 
story are real.  None of these events ever happened.  This story is 
nothing more than words that came from my imagination.  Any 
similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely 
coincidental. 

Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have 
my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that 
credit is given to "Hungry Guy" (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com or 
hungryguy@literotica.org) as the author, and as long as you don't 
make changes other than fixing typos.  Even beware of fixing typos, 
for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged 
by your spell checker.  Thanks.

    ###

    It was a dark and stormy night -- a less than perfect night for 
George to try his luck in the downtown bar scene again - but it would 
have to do.  Driving down the main drag, he spotted that new place 
that just opened last week, the _Clit Club._  He pulled into the 
parking lot, parked his car, got out, and approached the front door.

    Noticing a sign next to the door that read, "No men admitted 
before 9:00, posolutely and absotively!" he checked his watch.  9:05 
-- perfect timing.  Entering the establishment, the bouncer - a 
rather husky looking woman, eyed him suspiciously, but let him pass.

    Once inside, the place was crowded but not SRO.  He went up to 
the bar and ordered a Guinness, then found a small empty table 
overlooking the dance floor.  Listening to _Melissa Ethridge_ at 
120db, he immediately noticed that although he was practically the 
only male in the place, the dance floor was jam-packed.  Looking 
closely, he saw only women dancing with women.  When a slow song 
eventually came up, the partners danced as tightly as a man and a 
woman in heat.

    After the implications of what he was seeing set in, he simply 
ignored it and decided to just enjoy the music.  Time went by and the 
place started filling up some more.  A few brews later, he eventually 
became totally absorbed in the thunderous music.

    His concentration was broken a little later as two women came 
over and screamed, "Can we sit here?"  

    Looking around at seeing how crowded the place had become, he 
uplifted his palm at the two empty chairs at his table and shouted 
back, "Go ahead!"

    They were two fairly attractive slender women, one with long 
flowing black hair and big brown eyes wearing a too tight black 
halter top and bright red cotton jeans, and the other a cute short 
haired blonde wearing a white one piece swimsuit under a pair of 
tight blue-jeans.  However, he decided not to bother when he saw them 
holding hands and giving each other quick kisses on the lips.

    George decided to just ignore them.  But as he was staring down 
at the mass of femininity down on the dance floor, his mouth started 
to water.  He licked a drop of saliva that had dribbled out of his 
mouth and onto his chin, and hoped nobody saw him drooling like a 
baby.  

    "I hope you're not planning to get lucky in here," the dark 
haired woman said looking straight at him.

    "No, I gave up on that idea when I figured out what kind of bar 
this is," George replied.  "But I can fantasize, can't I?"

    "That depends." she giggled.  "What do you fantasize about?"

    "Do you really want to know?"

    "Yes," they both said together.

    "Well, I'll tell ya."  He though about trying to shock them, so 
he leaned over to them, "I _love_ to give head!"

    The two girls suddenly stared back at each other for a moment, 
and then back at George, "We have a proposition for you!"

    "Yeah!  What?"

    "Our fantasy is to have someone give us head while we make love 
with each other.  You up to it?"

    Wow!  "Yeah, sure I'm up to it!"

    The girls pulled back and whispered to each other for a moment, 
and then leaned back to George.  "Well, actually, we're not too sure 
about it.  We really don't know you or anything."

    "Well, I guess I can understand.  Though there are _two_ of you 
to _one_ of me."

    The girls conferred once again.  "Okay, we'll bring you home with 
us, but here's the catch.  We'll be making love all night long and we 
can't let a strange guy wander through our place like that."

    The blonde, who hadn't said anything to George yet, spoke up, 
"You gotta' be tied down to the bed while we make love, and we'll use 
you when we need to.  Deal?"

    George swallowed.  "Now, I'm not so sure about that!  I don't 
know _you_ two at all.  How can I know I can trust you?"

    "Well, how can _we_ know that we can trust _you_ alone in our 
place while we make love," said the dark haired girl?

    "Yeah, " said the blonde, "you let us tie you, or it's no deal?"

    "Well, okay, but how am I going to give you head if I'm tied up?"

    "Oh," said the dark haired girl, "we'll take turns squatting over 
you."

    "Don't worry," added the blonde, "you'll like it!"

    "Yeah!" said the other.

    "Okay, when and where?"

    The two girls got up, "Right now!  Come with us!"

    George followed them out of the bar.

    Walking through the parking lot, the dark haired girl said, "By 
the way, I'm Alex, and this is Jean."

    "Oh, and I'm George."

    "My car's right over here..."

    The three of them all got into Alex's car.  George got in the 
back seat, and the two girls sat in the front.  After a short drive, 
they arrived at an apartment complex and parked.  The girls got out 
and beckoned George to come along.   He followed them into one of the 
buildings, up a flight of stairs, and into their apartment.

    "This way, guy," Alex said as the two girls led George into the 
bedroom.  It was a plainly furnished room with a rough pine dresser, 
two small plain night tables, but what stood out was the large old-
fashioned four poster bed.

    "Strip down to your shorts," said Jean, "and lie on the bed.  
Yeah, like that."  George undressed as they watched, and made it down 
to his boxer shorts.  He lay down on his back on the bed crosswise 
with his legs bent over one side at his knees and with the top of his 
head near the other side.

    Alex rooted under the bed and came up with several short lengths 
of cotton clothesline.  "Look," said George, "you really don't have 
to tie me down.  I won't run away.  Honest!"

    Alex looked at George, "That was the deal, you be tied down or 
it's no deal."

    "Yeah," added Jean, "we don't wanna' worry about you while we're 
makin' out, y'know!"

    "Go ahead then," said George.

    Alex tied one rope around his wrist and then to the post at that 
corner of the bed while Jean tied the other rope around his other 
wrist and then to the other post.  They then tied his ankles to the 
bed-frame where they hung down from the bed.  After double checking 
their knots, they then left the room.

    Listening intently, he couldn't really tell what they were doing.  
He heard them seem to go into the kitchen because he heard glasses 
tinkling.  He could also hear them talking, but because they were 
talking softly and because they were in another room, he couldn't 
make out what they were saying.

    A good deal of time went by after that, though George couldn't 
tell how much.  There was no clock in sight.  He could still hear 
soft talk and rustling sounds coming from out in the living room but 
still couldn't make out what they were saying.

    Some more time went by until the girls went into the bathroom 
together.  They were much closer now, but the sound of running water 
drowned out whatever they were saying to each other, though he seemed 
to hear occasional shrieks and laughter.

    They spent an awful long time in the bathroom, it seemed to 
George, who was getting incredibly bored with the whole thing by now.  
He tried to squeeze out of his bonds, but the knots were too tight 
and wouldn't budge.

    They came out of the bathroom and finally came into the bedroom.  
Lifting his head up, he saw them standing just inside the doorway 
both completely naked, embracing tightly in a passionate lip lock.  
They stood so for several unmoving minutes, until they finally 
started inching toward the bed with their mouths pressed tightly 
together.

    They broke the kiss as they climbed up on the bed.  Alex crawled 
across the bed and got off on the other side and stood overlooking 
George's head upside down.  "Get ready to hold your breath, lover."  
And she immediately turned around and backed her ass up over George's 
head and sat on his face.

    George looked straight up into the crease in her ass as she 
lowered her jiggling buns down upon him.  He barely got a glimpse of 
paradise as her ass came down upon his jaw and her mound of thick 
black pubic hair covered his eyes.

    As soon as she had fully sat George's face, her weight was 
suffocating.  Not only could he hardly breathe, but also it was on 
the verge of being painful.  He managed to breathe through his mouth 
in slow measured breaths, though it was difficult.

    Her pussy was already quite wet and flowing, dribbling onto his 
forehead and down the sides of his head.  Exploring with his tongue, 
the dimple of her asshole directly over his mouth puckered as he 
licked it.  Looking up between her legs, he could barely see anything 
except the undersides of her breasts pointing straight "up."  Beyond 
her cleavage, he could only see the underside of her chin and into 
her nostrils that looked huge from down here.  She was saying 
something to Alex, but the sounds were muffled through her body 
pressing down on his head.

    Then, almost immediately, a shadow obscured his vision.  He saw 
another ass hover above the crease between the thighs resting on his 
brow, and then come down.  As his view went completely dark, the 
weight pressing down on his head seemed to increase tenfold.  He then 
felt Jean wrap her legs around Alex's body resting the heels of her 
feet on his belly.

    This now became genuinely painful!  It felt as though his head 
was being slowly crushed from above by a padded vice!  However, the 
intense pleasure of being sat on by two beautiful and sexy women 
outweighed the pain as he lay there in ecstasy.  He was finding it 
much harder to breathe with both women on him.  He could hear them 
moaning and grunting and giggling from above.  Each time they 
squirmed, he was able to let a gasp of air in or out.  There were 
times when they sat motionless and the pressure from within his lungs 
seemed to scream in agony during these bursts of suffocation, but 
fortunately they were two very aggressive and active women who seemed 
to like to move around in the throes of lovemaking.

    There was no way of telling how long they both sat on George.   
With the intense heat of flesh pressed against flesh, he was sweating 
profusely.  The salty perspiration, his own and Alex's, were mixing 
with the flow of pussy juice that continued to flow freely into his 
mouth. Furthermore, Jean's pussy juice was dribbling out of her cunt, 
down between Alex's thighs and onto George's forehead.

    A burst of light suddenly seemed to blind George as he felt a 
wave of cool air blow across his forehead and felt that incredible 
pressure removed off his face.  Alex remained seated, but Jean moved 
off and George could one again see the bottoms of Alex's breasts, 
between her cleavage, at the bottom of her chin and into her hairy 
nostrils.

    Alex let out a moan as George felt someone tugging at his well-
drenched shorts.  George's dick had remained hard ever since Alex had 
first pressed her twat against his face.  And then Jean pulled his 
shorts down to his ankles, and then impaled herself on him.

    Immediately after, Alex spun around as though George's nose was a 
pivot.  He now found himself staring directly into Alex's asshole.  A 
little brown dimple, it was.  Looking up between the crack between 
her buns, he could only see blank ceiling.  The two girls were 
apparently both leaning forward to meet each other in passion. Both 
girls continued to squirm and moan.

    Now that her pussy was now directly over his mouth, he played his 
role as best as he could, exploring here and there with his tongue.  
He could feel and taste the lump of her clit, and push up into her 
cunt.  The pussy juice was now flowing into his mouth at a noticeable 
rate, forcing him to swallow frequently.  The occasional bitter 
tasting pubic hair that stuck to his tongue or between his teeth was 
a minor distraction.

    The reduced weight on his face was a great relief as the fear of 
accidental suffocation vanished.  With the pain of crushing weight 
gone, the experience became even more pleasurable.  It was an 
incredible experience, but he was glad that part was over!

    Now, Jean started to slide herself up and down George's rock hard 
shaft, which made the bed bounce causing Alex to bounce on his face.  
All this bouncing caused George to fill Jean's pussy to overflowing, 
despite having cum once or twice already the past half-hour or so.

    Alex and Jean continued their energetic passion as before, with 
immeasurable time passing, as he lay there underneath these two hot-
blooded females.  Alex began to slide her ass up and down against 
George's face as the feel, taste, and smell of pussy and asshole 
mashed themselves into his mouth and nose.

    After more undetermined time went by, Alex lifted off George's 
face, allowing him to see and breathe freely.  Alex moved forward and 
then sat on Jean's lap who was still riding his perpetually hard 
cock.

    Looking up, all George could see then was Alex's back with her 
long black hair hanging down.  He began to feel the crust of dried 
sweat and pussy juice matted all over his face.  Licking his lips, 
the combined taste of dried pussy juice, sweat, piss, and shit 
attacked his taste buds.

    With Alex now sitting on Jean's lap, this pressed George's cock 
even deeper into Jean's cunt. He never felt himself so deep inside a 
woman before!  Their hyper movement and squirming made him come and 
come again.

    Finally, the two girls fell off him, and each other, in sheer 
exhaustion!  They continued to caress each other, with their legs 
draped over George's torso.   Thinking it best not to interrupt them 
now, he remained silent as they concluded their loving and eventually 
began softly snoring.

    George himself soon fell to sleep, despite still being tied, 
spread eagle, on the bed.

    George slept well during the night and woke the next dawn with 
the morning sun shining through the window onto him.  He was about to 
call out, when Alex entered the room in just a bra and panties, 
"G'morning, lover!  Sleep well?"

    "Actually, yes!  That was an incredible experience!  So, uh, how 
about untying me now?"

    "Actually, no.  Jean and I have decided to keep you as our 
slave."

    "What?  That wasn't part of our agreement!  Besides, you'll have 
to untie me to let me eat and go to the bathroom."

    "Oh no, lover.  You'll go potty in this bedpan.  It's a small 
price to pay to have a sex slave."

    "And how will I eat?  Will you feed me by hand too?"

    "Oh, we'll feed you, but not by hand!"

    "How will I eat if you don't untie my hands and you don't feed me 
by hand?"

    "We're going to feed you by clit and asshole?"

    "Huh?  What the hell are you talking about?"

    "You've never heard of toilet training?  Jean and I are going to 
give you all the liquid and solid nourishment you need!"

    "No way!  You can't do that to me!"

    George didn't notice that Jean had also just entered the room, 
wearing a pink bathrobe, "Oh yes we can.  In fact," Jean bent one leg 
slightly and let out a fart, "I just came in to give you your 
breakfast now." 

    She lifted her bathrobe and backed her ass over George's head.  
He could see her anus throbbing as she asked, "Do you want your juice 
or your sausage first?"

    - END -

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