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Dunes

By deirdre

MM MF FF

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will repost all 156 stories, with comments by her, in
alphabetical order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her
"retirement." We will very shortly announce a "deirdre-fest" for this
Spring. Meanwhile, enjoy! 

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****


Dunes - by deirdre, 8/3/95

"Wow!" I said. It was involuntary.

"What?" responded Rick, then he followed the direction of my eyes. "Oh,
man!" he reacted.

A vision, coming out of the waves. Not that I should have been
noticing, what with Melody and all. We both stared, then tried to hide
it as the woman actually started walking toward us. I wondered if her
towel was close by, but then she turned and walked off to a towel about
thirty feet off.

She was sitting on it and drying off. Rick and I both kept an eye in
that direction. "I'm walking by," he finally said, and set out in her
direction. I heard his "Hi." My mind raced: was he being too forward?
Did he sound like a nerd? I realized he was acting natural, and
suddenly was less certain that I could manage to do the same.

"Hi." The vision responded.

"How's the water?"

"Great! You guys should get in and cool off!" She'd noticed us! My mind
momentarily registered that she was reading my thoughts, but in a
second I realized she was simply referring to the day's temperature.

Rick managed to "innocently" circle back (Ha!) and soon he and I were
in the water. "Man oh man!" were his first words and without any
further elucidation, I knew exactly of what he spoke.

"She certainly is *something*!"

"We've got to get to know her," said Rick.

"Won't help me, but sure, I'll do my best to help you."

"Hey, what Melody doesn't know..." started Rick, smiling, "but that's
OK with me!" Then we noticed she'd decided to test the waters again. So
soon after drying off, and she came over our way too!

Sometimes, fate just smiles on you. Or Rick, at least. Her name was
Christie, she was very friendly, and when we left the water, she
actually brought her towel over to ours and talked to us. She was still
friendly, apparently unattached, and she even made a couple of slightly
suggestive remarks about "a couple of studs."

I had to be very careful not to stare. The bikini she wore was so tiny,
and her body! I'd swear she was a model, to see her.

Then I realized she was suggesting the three of us walk down the beach!
And, naturally, soon we were. She said she liked to get away from the
people and a little ways down there was nothing but sand dunes. Soon we
were walking through them, her and Rick still talking and joking. I
started thinking: why were we doing this? Why was *she* doing this?
Walking alone with us through a deserted and hidden part of the beach.

"I feel like doing something *wild*," she was saying. She had a gleeful
expression. This was like a dream. Rick returned a properly suggestive
remark, egging her on. She sat down on the sand, leaning back on her
elbows. Her *smile*! Rick was next to her in a second.

I wondered whether I should make myself scarce, but her smile when she
looked at me, without a word, told me she wanted me to stay. Then I was
sitting too, her between us.

"*This* could be *fun*," she said in a low, sexy voice. I swear, she
knew exactly what she was doing, and was all for it.

"Have you had two men before?" I couldn't believe Rick asked her that!
I was still in shock or something that this was actually happening. And
more than a little nervous. She lay back on the sand and we were each
on our sides on each side of her. She still smiled.

"It's an intriguing idea," she answered Rick with a smile. She ran her
own hands up and down her body. "Do you find me desireable?" she asked,
looking at me.

"Uh, yes!" I managed.

She giggled. "OK, to start, one kiss each," she said, and she pulled me
into a kiss. I couldn't believe it. Kissing a goddess! She wasn't the
least bit shy about it either, if you know what I mean. You can't
believe what it was doing to me.

Then she'd broken it, and with a glance and a smile to me, turned to
Rick. I watched them kiss.

Then they were done. "You know what I'd really like?" she said, still
smiling that wicked smile.

"What?" answered Rick.

"I've never seen it before." We didn't respond. "I'd like to see two
guys get it on."

I froze, staring at her. Her demeanor hadn't changed a bit. I didn't
even want to glance at Rick, but I could tell he was shocked too.

"I don't think so," he finally said, in a sarcastic tone, and stood up.
My thoughts exactly, and I was up in another second.

She was up too, and soon was on Rick. "Oh, come on," she said, in mock
disappointment, "Listen: you do this just for me, and I'm *yours*." She
was all over him, and then she'd turned to me, with a pleading look in
her eyes. She'd somehow grabbed his hands and gotten them on her body.
I stared at her.

"Just show me a little sixty nine, and then show *me* what *you* want!"
She had her hand on his cock and was rubbing it. She whispered
something in his ear.

Suddenly she was on me. She had her arms around me and her body pressed
to mine and she was looking up at me, smiling. She said quietly: "I
*want* your cock in my mouth!" Her body was pressed against my cock and
it was definitely hardening!

I looked at Rick. He wasn't leaving, but was looking at me with a
curious expression on his face. She turned back to Rick, but pressed
the back of her body against me. "It'll just be our little secret: one
little time," she said.

Yes, I did think about it. Would I do that, just for a chance with
Christie? She was *really* something, and I'd *never* run into a woman,
beautiful or not, who talked about sex like that! Rick looked me in the
eye. I realized then and there that he was willing to do it, for his
chance at Christie. She reached behind me and pressed herself harder
into my body, undulating a little. *What the hell*, I thought.

She was so happy. Somehow she *knew*, even without Rick or I saying
anything.

Then she was away from us, facing us. "OK, let's see your bodies," she
said. Since we were in swimsuits, obviously she meant our cocks. "Go
ahead," she urged us. I glanced at Rick. I sort of casually put a thumb
in the waistband of my suit and he did the same. I slowly started
pushing it down. Soon we were both standing there, naked in front of
her.

She looked like she'd just won the lottery. "OK, lie down," she said,
pointing out a spot. By this time, I didn't know what to do except
follow her lead and soon found myself lying on my side, facing Rick's
cock!

"OK," she said as she knelt next to us, practically hovering over us.
"Take it in your hand," I felt Rick touch me and then hold me. I did it
too. "Kiss it." I can't believe I did it, but I did. "OK, i your
mouths," and on she went.

Soon, I was lying there, sucking. "Oh, yes," she said, still over us.
She was standing. "Keep sucking!" she encouraged, "This is incredible!"
The sound of her breathy voice was so intoxicating. And the noise of
the ocean.

Yes, I got hard. It's hard not to when someone is sucking on your cock.
He did, too. And her voice, as she kept talking, encouraging us. She
told us how much she loved it. More than once I felt a sudden sense of
unbelief that there was this cock in my mouth and I was doing my best
to get it harder. She sounded like *she* was about to come, the way she
talked. "Oh, yes, more! More! Do it!"

And then I knew it. Knew it for certain. I was definitely going to
come. I couldn't *believe* this! *He* was going to, too. And I didn't
care--I was ready for it. And she just kept talking and talking.

And it was happening. I felt myself go--what relief. And then, in my
mouth, the salty liquid. "Yes! Yes! Swallow!" came her
desperate-sounding voice.

And it was done. I lay there, stunned and beaten. "You guys look
useless to me!" I heard her say. I lay there, for a second, staring at
the sky.

I sat up. She was nowhere to be seen. She'd be back. No she wouldn't. I
stared at Rick for a second, then grabbed my suit and quickly put it
on. Then I was standing and he was still sitting there, obviously in
shock. I didn't know what to say to him. He didn't say anything either
or look at me. I left him there.

When I got back, Christie's towel was gone from the beach. I got my
stuff and left before Rick returned.

Soon I was back at the house. "Hi Honey," I said, seeing Melody. I
hoped I didn't look as guilty as I felt: all the way back, I'd been
thinking about how I'd almost cheated on her. I *would* have. She
didn't answer me. I looked at her. She had something in her hand she
was looking at. A snapshot.

"What is it, Honey?" I asked. Something was disturbing her. She
wordlessly showed me the snapshot. It was a polaroid of me and Rick
sucking each other off. I looked at her, to find her looking more angry
and disgusted than I'd *ever* seen her. She looked me in the eye as she
held the snapshot for me to see. "Honey, I..."

I didn't finish. I didn't know *what* to say. How did she get it? How
could I explain? I did it so some woman would have sex with me? She
obviously wasn't taking it well, but I was stymied. She walked away,
leaving me standing there, wondering what to do.

It was a quiet evening: she didn't say a single word and *I* certainly
didn't know what to say. I wondered how she got the picture. Did she
know Christie?

We didn't talk. It was like we went through the motions of preparing
and eating supper, and reading.

At our usual time, she headed to the bedroom, and I followed her, and
soon we were ready for bed, still neither of us having said a word
since I faltered when she was showing me the snapshot.

"Lie on the bed." Her voice startled me and I looked, but she wasn't
looking at me. She looked even more unhappy than she was before. I
didn't know what she wanted, or rather I didn't know why she asked
that, but I didn't want to make more trouble. I lay down.

"On your side, facing this way." She was acting very strange. But I did
it.

She sat on the bed in front of me. Then she put a finger on my lips.

"Open your mouth." I did it. She slipped two fingers in my mouth.

"Suck."

This was strange. Yes, I sucked. Believe me, this was not like
Melody--she'd *never* taken to instructing me like this. I lay there,
not knowing what was up at all, but in the back of my mind I knew that
since she was asking something of me and I was giving it to her, that
she was forgiving me, or at least on that path.

She didn't say anything more, but just watched me suck on her fingers.
I felt so funny, her sitting there, watching me. Finally she put her
other hand on my cock through my pajamas, reaching in and pulling it
out. This was a big surprise. "Suck," she repeated--I'd stopped for a
second.

She slowly took my cock and started stroking it. She stroked and
stroked it gently, all while she held her fingers in my mouth. And it
felt good--I found myself getting hard fast.

She didn't stop--just kept her slow soft stroking. She made no other
move to get me to do anything, just kept it up. I don't know what it
was, but it certainly turned me on even though she didn't start
speeding up or anything.

I came. Right on the bed. She didn't stop and I kept sucking and lying
there. She kept going until I was done and getting softer. Then she
withdrew her fingers from my mouth, got a tissue and cleaned things up
as best she could.

And that was it. I slept next to the wet spot and she slept on the
other side of the bed.

In the morning, I awoke, to her sitting next to me, stroking my cock. I
felt fingers on my mouth. "Suck," she said. It was a repeat of the
evening before, complete with her silence, and this time she didn't say
another word the whole time. It was so strange.

She still didn't start talking to me after we got up. When I came home
that evening, she took my hand and led me into the bedroom and told me
to lie down again, in my clothes.

"Melody, this is strange," I reacted.

"Shh," she shushed me, not adding another word. I stood there for a
second, then complied with her wish. Yes, she had me suck on her finger
and brought me off again. And that night, she did it again, catching me
while I was undressed. And in the morning, again.

It went for days. After a while, she had me undressed every time. Three
or even more times a day. And she still never spoke to me about
anything else!

Yes, I tried to say something to her, but she always indicated that I
should be quiet. Finally, one night I didn't let her stop me: "Melody,
I miss doing it with *you*!" I said over her objections.

"No you don't."

"Yes I do, I..."

"Shh. Just do this for now," she said.

"Melody..." But she shushed me again, insisting that we do it her way.

As she stroked me, getting me ready to come, she said "Shut your eyes."
That was something new in our little routine, but I did it and she
continued her part for a little while.

"You can imagine this's your Rick," she then added. My eyes flew open
and I started to sit up.

"Lie down!" she said, looking angry.

I lay down, but I didn't shut up: "Melody, I'm not interested in
*Rick*."

"Of course you are. I always suspected."

"No!" I wanted to explain more, but she'd had that snapshot: how would
I explain *that*?

"Just relax let yourself go. Unfortunately, *he*'s not into this so
you'll have to *imagine* him here."

"Melody..."

"Shh!" I was lying there again and she continued to stroke me.

I had to stop this: it was too stupid. I'd have to tell her. I pulled
her hand away from my mouth and sat up again. "Melody..."

"Lie down!"

"Melody, I need to explain! I did that because this woman tricked us
into it."

"No you didn't."

"Yes! She... she said she'd have sex with us if we did that."
There--I'd said it. I waited for the explosion. She was quiet for a
second.

"But she couldn't have gotten you to do it unless you were interested,"
she finally said. It was weird. She didn't seem fazed by my confession
at all!

"No! She was, well, a devil! Listen, Rick did it too and you're telling
me he *isn't* interested."

She paused again, as if thinking. I knew I'd made a point. Finally she
stood up and went to her purse. I watched her looking over a packet of
something-- photographs--and finally she came back with two of them and
showed me one.

It was Rick, and that woman Christie sucking him off. They were on the
beach and she was in the same bikini she'd been in that afternoon. I
stared.

She showed me the other snapshot. It was inside, Christie was naked and
on her hands and knees and Rick was doing her from behind.

Finally Melody spoke: "You say you did it so she would have sex with
you. Did you make her keep her promise?"

I sat there, speechless. I didn't know what to do. Soon I found myself
lying there, sucking on her fingers again as she brought me off. I must
have gotten so used to the procedure that I'd followed her lead like a
robot. She was telling me to imagine it was Rick. I just lay there and
shut my eyes and let her bring me off.

The next morning, I awoke again to her bringing me off. Then I lay
there as she started her shower.

I went for her purse. I found an envelope of snapshots and looked
through them. The very first one was Christie licking Melody! Melody
was standing, naked and Christie was kneeling in front of her in that
same bikini!

More of the pictures were of Christie licking Melody. All different
ways. In our house! Some were outside.

Then there was a picture of Rick licking Melody. And Rick doing her!
Several like that. I stared.

Suddenly I realized Melody was standing next to me, sopping wet,
wrapped in a towel. I showed her the picture. "Well, I certainly
haven't been getting anything from *you*," she said. I stood there in
shock.

"Listen," she went on. "Christie has this friend who she thinks could
be willing to, well, share your interests..."

I lay on the floor. A week later. I sucked on Dan's cock and he sucked
on mine. We were both naked and lying next to the bed. On the bed,
Christie was naked, on her elbows and knees, Rick fucking her from
behind. Melody lay in front of her, Melody's legs wrapped around
Christie's head, tightly. Melody moaned. She'd never moaned so much
with me.


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