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Visit (FFM, exh, oral)
by Anonymous Author 1993

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	I started corresponding with Mark and Mary when Mark 
e-mailed me after reading one of my erotic stories that I had 
posted on the Net. E-mail with Mark got quite hot as we 
exchanged our sexual experiences and fantasies.  Our age
difference (I'm 18 and he's 27) didn't seem to get in the way.  
While Mark had been the one with the erotic pen, Mary was slow 
to catch on to our sexy game.  He once told me that she was 
reluctant to get things going with me because I'm the same 
age as her younger sister.  Mark explained that she was bi-
curious and that she might want to explore her feelings with 
me once she got beyond the age problem. It's that fact, along 
with her apparent shyness, that made her very intriguing to me.
The thought of me and her together had been the object of my 
fantasies for quite a while.  I often fantasized about how much
fun it would be to just arrive on her doorstep sometime and be 
the first to show her the playground that is another woman's 
body. I even masturbated while imagining that Mark would be 
watching us.
	It was just as I was finishing my exams before Xmas 
break when I found out that my folks were going to leave me 
alone for the holidays.  I had two weeks of surfing the Net and
doing anything else that struck my fancy.  "What else" I said to
myself, "would be more fun than to surprise Mark and Mary?"  
This would not be the first time that I had fulfilled a fantasy!
Mark had said that they would be back from Spokane on Tuesday, 
so I had plenty of time to make some plans. 
	The flight was easy, but finding their house in this 
strange city was a real hore.  I ultimately found it in the 
early afternoon, and parked my rental car where I could watch 
their coming and going.  My plan was to make contact with one or
both of them in some public place.  While I believed that I knew 
them fairly well,  they were just friends from the Net.  I had 
heard the stories of girls meeting people and getting something
unexpected from some weirdo.  I didn't think Mark and Mary were
kooky, but I wanted to be a just little careful!
	They didn't notice me while I watched them unload the 
car from their trip.  They looked even sexier in person than the
pictures they  had sent me.  Mary looked like she loves to work 
out.  She's slim, muscular legs and neck, broad shoulders, and 
small but firm and well placed breasts. She has a beautiful face
with full lips, long blond hair, and sharp blue eyes.  Mark 
seemed tall, dark, and handsome.  It's too bad that I only like
girls.  He looked marvelous!
	Ultimately my waiting  paid off.  They both came out, 
got in the car, and drove off.  I followed them closely.  When 
they pulled up to an expensive looking restaurant, I knew that 
the game was about to begin. I began to get wet.
	I found a place in the bar where, if I stretched my neck,
I could watch them at their table.  I first wanted to make sure 
that they weren't fighting or something.  I wouldn't make my 
move unless everything was cool.  From what I could tell, they 
seemed perfectly rested from the vacation and in an affectionate
mood.  Mark had one of her hands in both of his, and they were 
affectionately whispering to each other.  I began to get wetter. 
It was obvious to me that they were getting ready for some fun.  
Mark often told me that they fuck like weasels, and I was 
planning changing things around a little. By the time they got 
their drink order, I was already on my third glass of wine.  I 
was nervously waiting for the best time to make my move, but I 
didn't have any idea how I'd do it.  The wine was taking the 
tremor from my hands.  
	When Mark stood up and headed toward the bathroom, I got
up from the bar and headed straight toward Mary.  I was about 
half way to the table when Mary saw me.  Her mouth fell open.  
She immediately recognized me from my picture that I'd sent them.
That was one worry out of the way!  Smiling as I approached I 
sat down next to her and across from Mark's empty chair.
	"Anne??? Wh..wh..how..what are you doing here?"  She 
sounded shocked.
	"Remember how we wrote about what if I'd just showed 
up..." I downed the rest of my wine while I thought about what 
I was saying, "...well, here I am!"  It took all of my effort to
keep from shaking.  "It's cool, isn't it?  Not a bad time?"  I 
gave her the sweetest smile I could muster up.
	"Wow!  Ah..Ya!"  Mary was trying to work out something 
in her mind.  She glanced toward the bathroom, looking for 
support from her mate.  The beet red blush was obvious on her 
fair skin.  "Mark, he's in the bathroom." She continued. "How 
did you do this?"
	"I suddenly had some time." I began to explain, but it 
seemed that she wasn't listening.  Her eyes were darting over 
the table, private thoughts racing around in her mind.  I had to 
calm her, find out if she was upset or just confused.  "I wanted 
to meet you."  I said as I grabbed her hand closest to me.  She 
looked in my eyes and started squeezing my hand.  A smile rose 
on her face and she tilted her head.  She looked beautiful!  "I
wanted to....for a long time." I returned her gaze and 
seductively bit my lower lip. 
	"I really can't believe this!"  Mary's voice turned 
soft and flowery.  I began to stroke her arm with my other hand, 
and she began to blush again.  I think she began to consider 
what was going to happen later. I suddenly wanted to plant my 
lips on hers, probe her mouth with my tongue. Suddenly Mary's 
eyes moved away from mine, and she let go of my hand. I knew 
that she spotted Mark walking into the room.  I heard her catch
her breath.  I made her forget about Mark.  That's good.  But 
now she looked worried.
	"Hi!"  Mark said as he sat down across from me.  I could 
tell that he didn't have any idea who I was. 
	"Mark, this is.." Mary started.
	"Wait, let him guess!"  I interrupted.  He look at me, 
studied me, frowned.  It would have been easier if my appearance
wasn't so entirely unexpected.  "Can I give you a clue?"  I 
asked totally clueless as to what kind of hint I could offer.
	"Well...Ah..."  Mark sounded a bit embarrassed.  He 
glanced at Mary, looking for some kind of help.  She was still 
blushed, but smiled at him widely.  "I'm afraid I'm at a 
disadvantage here, so a little hint..."  He removed his glasses
and started to clean them. Mary locked eyes with me again.  She
licked her lips and gave me a smile.  The thought of that kiss 
returned, but I needed to come up with Mark's hint.  
	"OK, but put your glasses back on."  The idea came to me
in a flash.  Quickly looking around the room to see if anyone 
else was looking, I grabbed the neck of my sweater with both 
hands, and pulled it down as far as the material would allow.  
My bra-less breasts became entirely exposed for the brief moment 
before I let go of my sweater.  
	"Anne!!!"  Mark shouted a little too loudly.  Mary had 
lowered her head on the table and was laughing uncontrollably.  
They both knew I liked to flash, and my little hint worked 
wonderfully.  I had started to set the mood for my visit!  
"Did you and Mary arrange this little surprise?"
	"No, I did it all on my own."  I sounded very pleased 
with myself.  As I explained the details of my trip, we ordered
more drinks and our dinners.  

                            -2-
	
	"You've never been with a girl before, right?"  I wanted 
to open the subject with Mary as quickly as possible.  Mark was 
sent out to the store to get some booze, and we had some time 
alone.  "You know why I've come, don't you?"  I made my tone 
soft and sexy.
	"I've thought about you and me, but I've..."  She was 
pacing nervously around the living room, having trouble finishing
her thoughts.  "...never told Mark.  I don't know how he's going 
to....You know....we've never cheated on each other....And what 
will he think of me....and you doing...things"
	"It won't be like cheating,"  I quickly interrupted,  
"and he told me that he thought it'd be a real turn-on watching
you make love to another woman."  I saw her shoulders relax a 
bit, and she bit her lower lip again.  When the impulse to kiss
her returned, I didn't stop myself this time.  I softly planted
my lips on her full lips.  She wrapped her arms around me, and 
slowly opened her mouth when she felt my tongue trying to gain 
access.  My tongue danced around in Mary's mouth, feeling the 
texture of her tongue.  I placed a hand on her breast, and 
gently squeezed it.  When we heard Mark entering the back of the
house, she abruptly broke off our embrace.  I tried to keep us
together, but she was moved away too quickly.
	"I need a drink!"  Mary complained as she hurried toward 
the room where we heard Mark unwrapping the bottles he had gotten 
at the store.  
	"What would you like, Anne?"  He asked as I entered the 
kitchen.  
	"Same as Mary, I guess."  I don't usually drink anything 
other than wine, so I just went with what ever her choice was.  
I walked over to Mark and looked over his shoulder while he 
mixed the drinks.  His hands were shaking as he worked.  He's  
nervous too!  I strolled back into the living room with my drink
and took a sip.  Vodka and ice!  "Wow!"  I said to no one, 
blowing my mouth out.  I could hear them talking quietly to each
other in the kitchen.  I would have given anything to know what
they are talking about, what they were thinking about this 
situation.  As I walked around the living room, taking stock in 
their stuff, I saw their bedroom and bathroom through an open 
door.  Another idea struck me.  I had found a way to get things 
heated up!
	"Hey, Mark?  You mind if I take a quick shower and clean 
up from my trip?"  I asked as I poked my head into the kitchen.  
"While I shower, why don't you sit on the couch and roll a joint 
from this?"  I threw a rolled up bag of pot on the counter.
	"Sure, sounds great!"  He poured his drink down his 
throat and then started  making another.  Mary  pulled something
out of a cabinet.
	"How about using this?"  She proudly held up an ornate 
bong that was hiding in the cabinet.
	"Ya, great!"  I replied, and hurried back into the living 
room. I quickly sat on the couch to check the angle.  Looking 
through the bedroom door, you could see the shower doors in the
bathroom from this spot on the couch.  I was planning to give a
little sexy show to get the party started.
	I left the door about a quarter open and threw my 
suitcase on the bed.  If they chose to watch me in the shower 
they would have to open the door some more. Then I would know 
that they were there, wanting to watch me. I kept the bedroom 
dark, and went into the bathroom.  The shower door was lightly
frosted. They would have only a slightly distorted view of me.
The water felt great.  I made it as hot as I could stand, 
knowing that it would give my skin a little color.  When I 
checked the bedroom door, I saw that it had been opened all the
way.  I couldn't see them, but I knew that they were there, 
watching.  My head was swimming from the alcohol, but I felt 
very awake.  My skin was very sensitive to my touch.  I closed 
my eyes and thought of them watching as I slowly started soaping 
my arms and shoulders.  When I checked the living room again, I 
could make out two distorted bodies sitting on the couch.  I 
felt the familiar butterflies in the pit of my stomach.  Goose 
bumps rose on my arms and chest despite the scalding water.  
I began slowly soaping my breasts one at a time.  My nipples 
were erect, sticking out farther than ever before.  My eyes 
closed and I tilted my head back as I cupped my soapy hand 
around my breast.  When I tweaked my nipples I felt the beginning
of an orgasm between my legs.  I hadn't even started working that 
area yet!  I'd never orgasmed from just playing with my boobs 
before!  
	It was a mild orgasm.  The inside of my pussy fluttered 
and a warm wave traveled up to meet the butterflies in my stomach.  
I opened my eyes, but resisted looking toward my audience.  I 
didn't need to remind myself that they were there.  I noticed, 
hanging on the shower head, Mary's douche bag.  Of course I 
grabbed it and filled it with water!  This unexpected treasure 
should be very arousing for them, not to mention myself.  Keeping
the water filled bag low, I lifted my leg and put my foot on the
side of the tub.  The head of this self ejaculating pantomime 
dildo easily slipped past the lips of my cunt.  Once it was 
buried deep inside me, I started to fuck myself with it.  Slowly
at first, then faster.  I felt a little of the hot water leaking
inside me.  Suddenly a powerful orgasm rocked my body, and I 
quickly gave the douche bag a hard squeeze.  My knees became 
weak and they almost failed me.  I involuntarily moaned loudly 
as my guts continued dancing.  I was sure they heard me.  
	When I finally stepped out of the shower, I peeked into 
the living room. They were no longer on the couch.  So much for 
my show of drying off and slowly putting on my sexy night gown!  
I wondered where they had gone.  I sunk into the bedroom and 
looked into the living room.  They were just to the right of the 
couch, on the floor, fucking like weasels doggy style!  I 
watched as Mark slammed into Mary from behind.  Mary was rocking 
back and forth, keeping up with Mark's rhythm. I wondered how 
long they had been going at it.  I felt left out.  Not bothering
to dry off, I quietly entered the room. I kneeled in front of 
Mary and offered her a breast.  She sucked it up quickly and bit
it my nipple sharply.  She was Coming!  Suddenly, she wrapped 
both arms around my back, knocked me over, and fell on top of me.
Her move forward made Mark's tool slip out of her.  He had a 
surprised look on his face and grabbed the base of his throbbing 
dick!
	"Sorry!" I exclaimed.  He tried to enter her again, but 
Mary was lying flat on top of me and not in a position to accept
him.  "Hold on there, lover boy!"  I cautioned.  He was fisting 
his fully engorged dick, needing to relieve himself.  
	"Ya! We don't want to lose you yet!"  Mary joked.  She 
was lying fully on top of me, with my legs wrapped around hers.
	"Let's show him our new trick!"  With that she planted 
her mouth on mine, and thrust her tongue inside.  As she probed 
every inch of my mouth, she started grinding her mound on my 
crotch.  I dug my nails into her back as the next orgasm erupted. 
When I started to come down, I wrapped my legs around her hips, 
holding her tightly.
	"Very nice, girls!" Mark remarked.  His pole was still 
standing at attention, but it was out of distress for the moment.  
"But I feel out of the loop at the moment."  
	"Well, that's easy to fix!"  Mary replied. She got 
herself back on all fours and waved her wet rear end at him.  
"Perhaps we could show Anne our little trick some more!"
	"Cool!" I said, "But I want to be down there for a good 
look!"  I scooted out from under her, turned around, and slid 
back under her again. I got there just in time to see Mark enter
her from behind just above me.  His balls rubbed from my 
forehead to my nose as he started moving in and out.  Mary 
lowered the angle of her snatch a little, and I knew that she 
wanted me to get in on the action.  I reached my tongue out and, 
with a little trouble finding room, started licking her wet 
clitoris.  
	"OH! GOD!" Mary screamed.  I saw a gush of girl juice 
begin to leak out of her, onto my face and into my mouth.  I 
spread my knees apart, hoping she would dive into me with her 
mouth and stimulate me some more.  She wrapped her lips around 
my clit and started sucking on it.  Then I heard the sounds of 
Mary starting to cum.  She raised her hips out of my reach and 
Mark quickened the pace of his strokes.  My next orgasm hit me 
by surprise.  I guess I was too busy to notice it coming.  
	"Ta da!" Mark shouted as he slammed himself into Mary 
and held it in for a moment.  His balls were resting on my nose, 
so I moved my mouth up and sucked some of his sack into my mouth. 
It was very wet with Mary's juice.  I could feel with my nose on 
the base of his dick that he was coming also.  "Ho Nellie!" He 
proclaimed with another shout, and resumed fucking with long 
slow strokes.  My tongue moved along the bottom side of his wet 
shaft as it slowly moved most of the way out and back in again.  
After three more strokes, I grabbed it at the end of the out-
stroke, and put it in my mouth.  I felt his last few squirts of
cum coat my tongue and tasted it mixed with Mary's juices.
	When he was done, we all relaxed there on the floor.  I
was still in the 69 position with Mary, and his spent cum was
leaking out of her onto my chin and neck.  I started to lick her
clean, but she moved off me, complaining about being too 
sensitive down there.  We were all panting there on the floor, 
when I started to giggle.  I was just going over what just 
happened in my mind when I remembered Mark's words.
	"Ta da?...Ho Nellie???"  I laughed.  "Is that what you 
Canadian guys shout?  Reminds me of Duddly Do Right of the 
Mounties!"  Mark started to turn red, and Mary started to laugh.  
"How about filling that bong, Duddly?  Knell and I are beginning 
to come down!"  
	Mark pulled a long spanking board from under the couch 
and said, "We will smoke some weed now, but when we're done, I'm
going to punish you for making fun of me."  He gave me a big 
smile and began to slap his palm with the board.
	This was going to be a long night!

