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Subject: {ASSM} "Biz Trip" (MF MM FF) by Creampie Eater
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Date: Tue, 22 Feb 2005 16:10:04 -0500
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{ASSM} "Biz Trip" (MF MM FF) by Creampie Eater
(C)2005 Creampie Eater, all rights reserved. No posting without prior permission.

DISCLAIMER:
This is a story about sex between consenting adults. If you are not an
adult, you cannot consent, even to read this story. Therefore, read
something else. Note also that my stories may portray sexual acts that
are not necessarily safe. Since you are an adult reading this, you
know it. Even so, caveat lector.

NOTES:
I wrote this story in December, and am just now getting around to
posting it to ASSM.  I wrote it the same day as "A Capital Trip" in a
burst of creativity.  I posted it to my Yahoo Group back then, and
forgot about it.  Sorry.

Check out my archive at:

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All my stories are there, as well as links to the free club where I
post my stories first.

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Creampie.Stories@gmail.com. I adore comments, good and bad, but rarely
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Biz Trip
--------

I met Jamie over a year ago, when our sexual desires crossed paths. 
Since we met, we have learned a lot about what we like and don't like.
 I know she likes g-spot stimulation, and she knows I like having her
sit on my face after I've filled her with cum.  She knows I am not
wild about pain, and I know she isn't thrilled with some of my
fantasies.  Our understanding and mutual desires has led us to love
each other, and to find ways to satisfy each other.

One of the hardest things about our relationships is that our time is
limited to a couple hours at a time.  Its difficult to do some things
we've discussed, because some things simply need time.  Thus, it was
with enormous pleasure that I found she could accompany me on a
business trip.  We arrived on a Saturday afternoon, while my business
began on Monday.  That gave us a tremendous amount of the thing we
wanted most: time.

We checked into the hotel and fell into each other's arms.  We
undressed each other, using disrobing as a form of foreplay.  As
Jamie's skin was reveal, my lips caressed it.  Kissing her skin raised
gooseflesh, which I was delighted to kiss further.  When she removed
my clothes, she discovered erogenous areas I'd never knew I had.

Eventually, we went into a female superior 69.  Her moist musky scent
filled my senses as she pressed her pussy to my face.  Her hot mouth
sucking me was secondary in my pleasure to burying my tongue in her
and feeling her shiver.  Finally, she gave up all pretenses to
pleasuring me, grinding her pussy on my mouth.  I concentrated on her
until she rolled off and onto her back, breathing hard.

I tried to crawl between her legs again, but she told me to come up
and kiss her.  I did, noting how she sucked at my cunt-flavored
tongue.  Wriggling my hips brought my cock to her wet opening, and I
slid in easily.  Having my cock inside Jamie is a spiritual event for
me, giving me a feeling of completeness and joy in addition to the
pleasure of having my sensitive probe in her hot tunnel.  I stayed
still, feeling our bodies together while we kissed.

Finally, I began to pump her.  My cock slipped in and out with little
friction because she was so wet.  After a few minutes of rhythmic
fucking I slid out and down to tongue her open hole.  I pulled her
lips apart, looking at her wet opening.  I kissed and sucked her, then
swirled my tongue inside her before sliding back up to impale her
again.  We kissed, her mouth again eagerly tasting her flavor.

I gasping at the ferocity of the kiss.  "You like your taste," I accused.

"I do," she said simply.  She pulled me by the scruff of my neck into
a kiss, aggressively thrusting her tongue into my mouth.  Then she
tossed my head back.  "Go get more," she said, her eyes flashing.

I smiled at her, and slid back down to find her wetter than ever.  I
slid my fingers into her gaping twat, scooping out Jamie Juice, then
bringing them to her mouth.  I sucked and licked her pussy while she
cleaned my fingers.  I again bathed my tongue in her sap, and slid
back up to kiss/fuck her.

After a few minutes of hard kissing, I broke free so that I could put
her ankles on my shoulders.  I wanted and needed to fuck her
balls-deep.  My entire shaft was buried deep into her pussy, the base
of my cock pressing her lips far apart and grinding on her clit.  Her
eyes closed in pleasure.  She was glorious.

"Do you want to eat pussy again?" I asked her.  Just after we met,
Jamie expanded her sexual boundaries by agreeing to a threesome with a
couple who were friends.  It was not a great experience for her; it
was if that time made the entire concept distasteful.  Of course, that
was a disappointment to me because the idea of watching Jamie and
another woman together was exciting to me, especially if Jamie were
the woman eating pussy.

"Maybe," she said, her tone conveying that she was willing to think
about it but, only if I didn't push her.  I wasn't going to push her,
because I was happy enough with the fantasy image.  I knew that the
reality would be very different, possibly spoiling the fantasy.

Her allowing the possibility was nearly an orgasm trigger.  I had to
pull out lest I cum instantly.  This time, I slid up and presented my
juice-covered prick to her tastebuds.  "Have another taste," I said.

She sucked me eagerly at first, getting all her juices off my cock. 
Then she slowed down and looked up at me while she licked my dickhead.
 "I think you would like cleaning my juices off a cock," she said.

I had to fight hard to stop from squirting right then and there. 
"Dammit Jamie!" I grimaced when I calmed down a smidge.  "That was
close!"

"I know," she laughed.  "You and your cocksucking threesome ideas." 
It really was something I'd shared with her, my fantasy of blowing
another man.

"Let me be on the bottom," I said.  That was our codephrase for "let
me cum in you and then you smother me".

When she was in position, I grit my teeth as she settled down onto my
cock.  I was really close to orgasm, which was good.  What was bad was
that Jamie was sitting still, delaying my orgasm as long as she could
while pinching and biting my nipples.  She's determined to make me a
nipple torture fan, and her plan is kinda working.

Jamie sat bolt upright. "I need to tell you some things," she said.

I was immediately apprehensive, because such a phrase was usually
reserved for bad news.  "OK."

"First of all, you are right," she said, "I have been thinking about
eating pussy... but only if you are there to watch."

"Really?" I said, feeling myself throb.  Her weight on my hips was
preventing me from thrusting, which was good.  With a single thrust I
would probably start cumming.

"Yes," she smiled, pleased that I was surprised and happy.  "I know
you want to watch me, and I'm thinking it wouldn't be so bad."

"So bad?" I smiled.  "You want to tonguefuck a girl!" I accused.

"Maybe." She leaned over and kissed me quickly, then sat up again. 
"Secondly, I've been thinking of watching you blowing a guy."

Again I had to fight to stop from popping.  I'd always been the one
with the male bisexual fantasies, while she had only gone so far as to
consider me and another guy on her.  That is, me and a guy focus our
attention on Jamie, not each other.

She waited for the crucial moment to pass, then explained that she had
been fantasizing about watching me sucking another man before, during,
and after he'd fucked her.  She could picture his cock sliding in and
out of my mouth, my cheeks hollow as I siphoned cum from his nuts.  I
had been under the impression that male-male action was a turnoff for
her; now it appeared to be the opposite.

"And thirdly," she continued, "we might meet a couple tomorrow for
drinks.  If things turn out right, this could all come true."

Needless to say, any hope of retaining composure was gone.  I came
hard and long, and that was followed by her gooey, swampy pussy
plopping on my mouth.  My mouth was filled by creampie flooding out.

Jamie is getting damn good at smothering me and leaving me gasping for
air.  Every time I gasp, my sucking for air vibrates her clit.  So it
is quite a symbiotic relationship: I love her to smother me with her
hot loins, and she gets unusual and pleasurable stimulation.  The fact
that she smothers me until she is satisfied is even better.  We are
both left wholly happy, her by a strong physical orgasm or two, and me
by complete submissiveness  that provides a mental orgasm.

We snuggled for quite a while as she told me how she'd gone online and
approached a member of my Yahoo Group.  After discussions, she and her
husband had agreed to meet us the following afternoon for drinks. 
She'd even talked to them on the phone to make sure there was no BS. 
If it worked out, both couples could consider going up to our room to
consummate some fantasies.

The one thing they'd agreed was that neither husband was going to fuck
the other wife.  It was a concession to reality and safe sex, and I
readily agreed.  I didn't know how I would feel watching Jamie fucked
by another man anyways.  But Jamie said they were open to letting me
eat their creampie after he'd filled her.  Or maybe even Jamie would
do it.

That conversation led us to make love until late in the night.  The
duration was made possible by Jamie's stipulation that I wouldn't cum
until we met the other couple.  She wanted my balls full, so I
couldn't orgasm.  Instead, I fucked Jamie and stopped well before
climax.  I ate her to several orgasms.  She even smothered me again,
while torturing my nipples and tickling my hardon with her
fingernails.  It was all good.

The next day, Sunday, we spent sightseeing.  It was a place I had
lived in before, so I had the pleasure of taking her to my old haunts.
 Being together as a "normal" couple was incredibly fulfilling, and I
found myself feeling even deeper in love with her.

But finally, we had to head back and get ready.  The large hotel had
several bars available, and Jamie steered us to the pre-arranged
meeting place.  She was wearing the outfit that she'd said would be
the signal.  We found a booth facing the door, and Jamie kept her eyes
peeled for the other couple.

"There they are," she suddenly said.  I turned to look at the couple
entering.  The woman was bleached blond, kinda trashy, short-skirted
with a canary yellow top.  The guy was older, balding, and
beer-bellied.  They could not be further from the typical hot young
swingers you read about.  They were... similar to us (except Jamie is
classy, not trashy).

Jamie and the woman locked eyes, and they made their way to us.  At
that point, I was introduced to Clark and Wayne.  We talked for a
while, seeing if chemistry was working and having some liquid courage.
 Clark sat next to Jamie, and would lean over to whisper in her ear. 
The conspiratorial aspect was very intriguing and exciting, and I
found myself getting hard.

Finally, after an hour and a few drinks, the girls stood up in unison
and suggested we go see what was on TV.  Wayne and I looked at each
other and shrugged, then followed the ladies out.

Turns out, porn was on our TV.  At least it was after Jamie got the
"Unlimited Until Noon the Next Day" package.  She switched channels
until she found a nice fuck scene.  We all watched for a few minutes,
wondering who was going first.  Suddenly, Clark told Wayne to take off
his pants so that I could blow him.  Jamie in turn ordered me to strip
off my clothes.  Damn!

So it came to be that Jamie and Clark watched while I tasted my first
dick.  After all the years of sucking a dildo, I was suddenly at a
loss as to what to do.  Jamie saw my plight, and began telling me what
to do.  "Suck on him... harder... now, bob."  I closed my eyes and
tried to concentrate on the moment, how I was pleasuring another man. 
When he was hard and firm in my mouth, I was amazed to taste salty
precum.  Why that would be surprising, I don't know.  I guess reality
isn't what you expect sometimes.

Jamie also told Wayne to grab my hair and to fuck my mouth.  Both
girls and Wayne moaned when he did, shoving his hot meat over my
tongue, and past my tonsils.  He did this for at least a minute,
leaving me panting for breath.

I took the break to look at the girls.  Both had taken off their
skirts and had their hand in the other's panties.  They were kissing
as they masturbated each other.  "Damn Wayne," I moaned.  He didn't
reply, but grabbed my hair again so that I would blow him again. 
Having had that much of a view, I couldn't help but wonder what I was
missing even as his throbbing cock filled my mouth.  I almost wanted
him to cum so that I could turn and watch.

I had my next chance when Wayne pulled out and walked to the bed. 
Clark was laying on her back, Jamie in a 69 above her.  Jamie briefly
sucked Wayne, then he pushed into his wife.  Jamie grinned at me as
she sat up to wriggle on Clark's face.  Her hand reached out to rub
the other woman's clit.

"Jamie, baby," I whined, "lay next to Clark so I can fuck you."

"Not until you eat Wayne's cum from her," she hissed.

"Jamie... I need to cum!"

"Be patient," she said.  Then she closed her eyes, feeling Clark's
tongue snaking into her pussy from below.

Thank goodness, Wayne didn't last long.  Watching his wife munching on
another woman was too much for him, and he pushed in deep then began
grunting.  I watched, surprised at how eager I was to chew her cummy
cunt.  I was going to eat another man's cum!

When he pulled out, Jamie told me to clean his cock first.  I did,
quickly and efficiently.  Even so, creampie was oozing out of Clark's
fuckhole by the time I got there.  She literally squealed when I began
tonguing her.

"Snowball me," Jamie said, leaning forward.  I scooped a mouthful of
creampie from Clark and kissed Jamie.  We fought for the cum, which I
found damn hot.  This I repeated until Clark's pussy juices ran clear,
then I began to eat her as best I could.  She actually came really
quickly, burping out just a little more creampie.

Finally, it was my turn to fuck Jamie.  She lay on her back, next to
Clark.  They began to kiss as I pushed in, and Clark's hand slid down
to frig my lover's clit.  I closed my eyes, trying to delay my orgasm.
 When I opened them again, I found that Clark was preparing to sit on
Jamie's face!

I held myself still and beheld the sight of my Jamie eating pussy.  To
be honest, she looked tentative.  Her tongue was aggressively going
for Clark's clit or hole, but who cares?  She was eating another
woman!

"Jamie is one good pussy eater," Clark said, looking straight at me. 
"I think she might love eating women."  I knew it was a tale spun for
my benefit.  I knew it intellectually.  But my fantasy mind thought it
was hot as hell, and I began to cum.  Even without pumping, I came!

And not just briefly.  I came hard deep inside Jamie, then staggered
back leaving a trail of thick cum.  On autopilot, I dropped to my
knees and pressed my mouth to Jamie's cumfilled snatch.  It never
occurred to me that Wayne would want to eat her creampie, and he never
protested.  It seems that creampie eating was my bag, and mine alone.

The pairings didn't last into the night.  Wayne and I watched Clark
and Jamie pleasure each other, then we each fucked our respective
girls.  Jamie took a turn eating Wayne's cum from Clark, which was
damn hot to watch.  She even gave me a taste in a snowball, which was
very exciting.  Clark didn't want any part of eating my cum from
Jamie.  I guess Jamie and I were the ones into creampies.  Clark's
reason for joining the Yahoo Group was to find someone to chew her
creampie since Wayne was reluctant.

All in all, we found we could survive exploring sex with another
couple.  Who knows what future explorations we might enjoy?

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