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"Jake, can we talk?"

"Sure" I gestured to my bed. We pulled down the sheets and plopped on the bed, resting our heads on the pillows letting the fan cool our naked bodies. Megan turned off the bedside lamp and we lay next to each other with just the glow from outside illuminating the room.

"That was the first time I touched you," she said with a small voice.

"Sorta'" I replied.

"Huh?"

"That night your sister was here and you came in for your vibrator. You touched my hard-on."

"Well, you grabbed my tit and I only touched you outside the sheet for a second. Tonite, I held your dick in my hands."

We lay together quietly for a while. I felt Megan's hand rest on top of mine and I opened my fist to hold her hand, intertwining our fingers.

"Jake, I loved touching you. It felt good."

"Good on my part, too, Meg."

"We are not going to fuck things up, are we?"

"How?"

"By getting sexually involved."

"I don't know. I'm not planning anything."

"But you think about it?"

"Do you?"

Megan squeezed my hand and whispered, "Sometimes."

"Me, too," I replied.

"Jake, I think I love you. Hell, I know I love you, but I don't know if I am in love with you in a sexual way. Is that crazy?"

"I don't think so. It's sorta' how I feel about you. I mean I can't imagine not having you in my life. We share everything, talk about everything and live like a couple, except we aren't a couple."

"No fucking."

"Yeah, no fucking."

"Isn't it frustrating?"

"Sometimes, but I just so enjoy being around you that it's Ok. And, looking at you naked is awesome. I hope that doesn't flip you out."

She shook her head and then picked up her conversation.

"You haven't had a girl here since I moved in and I don't think you've stayed over at anyone's place. So, you obviously aren't getting laid."

"Quite observant," I teased. "And, I could say the same for you."

I could feel her tense next to me. She remained silent for a long time.

"Jake, I have had sex a number of times. Usually after work and before I come home. One week when you went out of town for a few days, we had sex here in my room. So, I've had the opportunity to work out some of the pent-up sex drive. But, you haven't"

I was stunned to learn of her sexual encounters. I had fantasized that we both were these warriors who were abstaining from sex and forging some super bond.

Megan rolled on her side and put her head on my shoulder and her hand on my stomach, her fingers just brushing the top of my pubes, lightly scratching the sensitive area, sending mild erotic shocks to my groin.

"Jake, I've hurt you, I fear."

I shook my head, but inside I was hurt.

"Jake, it's nothing about us. It's not cheating, since we are not a couple. It was just sex. I think you should feel free to do it too. That's one of the reasons why I wanted to talk. I want you to understand that you can do what you want."

I nodded, but couldn't find any words.

"So, do you like take care of yourself?"

I shrugged.

"Come on, Jake. You can tell me. Hell, you knew that Sally and I were jerking off like fiends when she was here. And, really, we are not incestuous. I use the vibe on her, but don't touch her with my hands or anything. She does the same for me. We know each other so well, that's it's a real kick to have someone else get you off. And, I do it when I'm alone. I use the vibe or just my fingers. Sometimes I squeeze a pillow between my legs and get off that way. I'm telling you this, because I don't want you to think you can't do it."

I laughed a little. "You know, I have never talked about masturbating with anyone, not even another guy. Now, I'm having a conversation about it with a girl."

"Well, technically you haven't said shit. I have spilled my beans, but yours are still in the freakin' can."

I laughed some more. "Megan, I jerk off like a fool. I do it here in my bed, in the shower and a couple times in the living room watching Showtime flics. Don't worry I am careful and don't spill anything."

Megan kissed my cheek. "My hero," she said with a hint of sarcasm.

"Do you think of me when you do it," she asked softly.

"Yeah, most of the time. Sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about. I fantasize about you and that gorgeous cock that loves to stand up in front of me. I told you how much I enjoy watching it move as you walk. To be honest, I get wet sometimes looking at you with a hard-on just going about doing stuff in the apartment. Yep, very erotic. Good masturbating material."

We lay next to each other for a while and then I said.

"You said 'one of the reasons' before. What's the other reason you wanted to talk about our sex lives."

"Jake, I might want to bring someone home soon. It's nothing serious, just a hot fling, but I don't like that we'd have to sneak around you. So, I want to know if it's Ok with you."

I felt a pang of anxiety in my stomach, but knew I had no right to such a feeling.

"Of course it is, Meg. Bring him home anytime. Just give me fair warning so I'm not greeting him for the first time with my dick hanging out."

Megan was silent.

"What?"

"Actually, Jake, it's not a him. It's a her."

I now turned on my side to face her.

"Her? You're gay?"

Laughing, she said, "No, I don't even think I'm officially bi. But she and I connected somehow and next thing I know we are having mind-blowing sex. She's only the second woman I've been with, not counting my sister, but that doesn't count anyway 'cause we really don't have sex. And, definitely not counting nursing school when things got sorta' really crazy. With a bunch of horny girls living together in a dorm with only two guys, one of whom was definitely gay. God, the combinations were uncountable, but it was purely sex and none of us gave it a thought except that we loved getting off and getting each other off. Lots of pussy eating, but no emotional involvement. But, I mean this is only the second woman whom I would consider a lover. And, there have been more guys than girls, believe me."

"Have you been with any guys since you've been here."

Megan snorted and said, "Pathetic cliché. Yeah, I screwed a married doctor some. I knew it was a mistake. He had made his way through a bunch of the nurses already, but he is charming. You know how people like to gossip, so I heard he had a huge dick. One night after a long session in the ER where we worked side by side to save some kid's life, who was in a motorcycle accident, we were standing by ourselves in the doc's lounge having a cup of coffee. Jake, when you are doing something so intimate as having your hands together in another body and saving a life, you form this bond. It doesn't last too long, but it's there.

"So, we're just leaning against a counter and I said there were a lot of crazy rumors in an ER. He wanted to know what I meant. So I asked him if it was true that he had a huge cock. We were alone. He smiles, drops his scrubs, wearing no underwear, and shows me this enormous cock. I am talking porno movie cock. I wanted it, Jake. I wanted that big, get ready for the rest of the cliché, black cock. I reached out, took it in my hand, then dropped to my knees and sucked him. He got hard and it got even bigger. Next thing I know my pants are off and he's in. So, lily white nurse fucks black doctor with legendary cock."

"So, how was it?"

"Big," she said laughing. "Really big, I was amazed he could get it in my pussy. He did and he banged me hard. It made me really sore. But I came like crazy. We only did it a few times, shit that's a lie. Ok, we did it every chance we got. I would be working near him and know that big thing was just hanging there, no underwear around it. I'd get wet, and at the first break, we'd dash to a closet, an unused office, or any space and fuck like rabbits. Then our shifts got mixed up and we stopped seeing each other. Good thing, because he was pushing to ass-fuck me. I don't think I could have handled that monster in the back door. Next thing, I heard he was pounding another ER doc and the VP of nursing found them going at it in an unused patient room. Caused a shitstorm. But, good ER docs are hard to find and the VP let it slide, after making sure they never worked together again. I also heard she couldn't get over the size of his cock standing up when she caught him and he pulled out of the doc, and that after he was soon putting his 10 inches to good use with her in her executive office. Sounds like a soap opera, but this shit happens."

I looked in her eyes for a long time.

"What are you thinking," she asked?

"Thinking what it would be like to make love to you."

"Ah."

"But, I don't think it's going to happen," I said sadly.

"Probably not, Babe."

Megan moved in and kissed my lightly on the lips.

"I love you too much to make love to you."

I nodded in agreement.

With a twinkle in her eye and her brilliant smile lighting up the darkness, she added, "But, I may be able to help you now and then."

She ran her hand over my hard dick, kissed me again and rolled out of bed.

She said good night and went back to her room.

I tossed and turned for a long time pondering her final words and savoring the memory of her touch on my dick and her kiss on my lips.

It was two days before we were together again. It was movie night and Megan picked a flic called, "Waterdance". I didn't know much about it, but it had Eric Stolz, whom I thought was a good actor, and Helen Hunt, whom I thought was one of the most attractive and sexy women in entertainment.

About half way through the movie there is a scene where Eric Stolz's character, who is paralyzed from the waist down as a result of an accident, and Helen's character, leave the rehab facility on a pass. They go to a motel and all of a sudden a naked Helen Hunt is on top of him. I took one look at her beautiful naked boobs and got rock hard. You also get to see her ass. I was practically drooling.

Megan noticed and said, "My guess is you like Helen Hunt not Eric Stolz?"

I followed her gaze to my crotch, and mumbled "Sorry. She's been a bit of a fantasy of mine."

"Don't blame you. She is sexy and looks great naked."

Megan slid her hand onto my erection. I jumped at her touch.

"Let me help, Jake."

"I can't."

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"Sure, you can. All you have to do is sit there. I will do all the work and you get all the reward."

"This is too weird, Meg."

She slowly and softly stroked me.

"Let me tell you another secret. Sally and I used jerk off guys all the time. We didn't sleep with them, didn't let them play with us, didn't suck them, but we loved jerking them off. It was particularly fun to double date and do it together. Later we'd compare notes on how big each guy was, how he sounded, how much he came and other silly stuff."

She started rubbing harder. I put my hand on her wrist to pull her off.

She took my hand away.

"Jake, I want to do this. For you and for me. I enjoy touching you and I want to give you pleasure. Please let me."

I laid my head back against the couch, closed my eyes and gave myself over to the sensations.

I was on the path of no return. Megan kept up a steady stroke while using her other hand to massage my balls. Soon, I felt my cum rising and exploded, shooting up on my stomach and chest. Megan kept pumping until I had just a dribble running down over her hand. She leaned in and kissed me ever so softly on the lips and said, "Thank you."

She ran into the bathroom and returned with a damp washcloth. She wiped me clean and dried me with a hand towel she also brought back. She fondled my flaccid member and kissed my cheek before announcing she was off to bed.

After that night, Megan would tend to my needs several times a week. Either when we were watching TV or sometimes she'd lay beside me in bed and play with me until I was hard. She claimed to love it best when I was soft and she would fondle me until I was hard. She would bring me to the brink and back off, building up the tension until I had magnificent orgasms.

She always cleaned and dried me, kissed my kips and went to bed. I imagined she was masturbating herself. Sometimes, I thought I could hear the soft hum of her vibe, but maybe it was my imagination.

I offered to return the service, but she always refused. "It's different," she'd say.

I couldn't understand what she meant, until she explained. "With a guy, I rub and get the expected result. But with a girl, you have to really get inside her. Jake, that's a lot more intimate than rubbing a cock. I think that letting you inside me, even with a finger, is moving us somewhere neither one of us wants."

I relented and enjoyed her relieving me.

One day Megan called me at work. She asked if she could have her friend over that night. I immediately agreed and told her I'd catch dinner and a movie and wouldn't be home until 10 or 11. She said I didn't have to stay away, but I insisted.

I arrived home just a few minutes before 11. The apartment was dark except for a small night light in the hallway outside our bedrooms. I used the bathroom and crawled into bed.

I then heard voices talking softly. It was definitely two women. Then the voices turned to other sounds and I knew what was occurring behind the wall next to me. I was both jealous and happy. I drifted to sleep thinking of how Megan's hand would comfort my erections and imagining her and another woman entwined in her narrow bed as their moans carried into the night.

The next morning I pulled on my boxers and headed for the bath. Emerging a few seconds later, I saw Megan waiting for me in the hall with a mug of coffee. She wore a t-shirt that did not completely cover her sex. Even though I had seen her nude hundreds of times and had even shaved her most private parts, seeing just a flash of those delicate lips and light covering of red bush, made my heart skip a beat.

"Morning, Jake," she said offering me the mug.

"Morning, Meg," I replied and on impulse kissed her cheek. She turned her head up and we kissed lips.

"Sleep well?" she asked.

I grinned and said, "At least I slept."

"Oops, too noisy?"

"Well, it certainly sounded like fun."

"It was," came a voice from behind me. I turned to see a small, compact dark haired woman standing in Megan's doorway. She had her hands over her large naked breasts and wore tiny panties that revealed a dark bush behind the practically transparent material.

"I'm Gina," she said.

"Jake," I replied and automatically extended my hand. I belatedly realized that if she shook my hand she'd have to reveal her breasts.

Gina looked at Megan, back at me and said, "What the fuck. Glad to meet you." She shook hands and exposed her large round breasts, with huge areoles and darker prominent nipples.

She had a wide smile that showed off even white teeth. Her eyes were dark brown and was olive complected, looking to be Italian.

She said to Megan, "I'd love a mug of that coffee that smells so good. I'm going to pee and then maybe we can all get to know each other better."

Gina disappeared into the bath. Megan turned toward the kitchen, exposing her ass. She must have felt me staring because she looked over her shoulder. She immediately noticed that my boxers were now seriously tented.

"Maybe you might want to put on some pants, Jake. Although I love your guy, Gina may not be into looking at hard dicks first thing in the morning."

I grinned and went to get dressed.

When I came into the kitchen, Gina was there with a what we used to call a "wife-beater" t-shirt, the kind with thin straps and open armpits. Her large breasts were practically on display and as she moved a nipple would peak out now and again. I was glad I had baggy shorts on that hid my erection.

Meg was making toast. As she turned to butter the warm bread, Gina slipped a hand on Meg's naked ass. Megan turned her face to hers and they kissed. This did nothing to ease the tension in my pants.

Over coffee and toast, I learned that Gina was also a nurse in the ER. She was indeed Italian, her parents being born in Naples. She was born here. She was twenty-two making her three years younger than Megan and five years my junior. We chatted about our lives but didn't get into anything too deep.

As we were wrapping up, I offered to clean up.

"Great," said Gina, "because I think Megan and I have some unfinished business." She shot a sexy glance at Megan, who blushed, but did not refute the statement.

"You don't mind, Jake," Gina asked?

"Why would I," I answered a little defensively.

""Cause Megan talks about you all the time. I know you guys hang out in the nude and I thought you might be jealous."

"Megan and I respect each other. She is free to do whatever she wants and I'm happy for her. That's it."

Gina thought about it and turned to Megan, "You're right he is totally cool."

"Wanna' watch?" Gina purred.

Megan's face reflected complete shock.

For a second the image of these two beautiful women having sex flashed into my brain. I imagined watching them.

"Not today, thanks" I said as lightly as I could.

"Cool."

Gina took Megan's hand and they began walking to the bedroom. She stopped and turned, Megan did the same.

"Are you sure?" she asked. "You could get naked and play with yourself as we did it on the bed." As she said this, she pulled her t-shirt off revealing her large breasts, with now erect nipples. She peeled off her panties showing a dark bush trimmed to a small patch ending above her lips, leaving exposed the thick and meaty lips, with her inner lips also peaking out.

I thought my pants would burst. Gina then lifted Megan's shirt and removed it. She hugged Megan and they kissed. Gina moved her face to Megan's breast and kissed the nipple, followed by a tonguing on the hard nub. Megan kept her eyes closed.

"Still sure."

I could not find my voice and nodded. Gina ran her hand up and down Megan, letting her fingers linger on the opening to my friend's sex and rubbing across the thin strip of red hair that I worked so hard to keep neat. She let her middle finger slid along the obviously moist slit and rub against the clit that was struggling for release from its hood.

"Ok, your choice," Gina said as she seductively licked her finger that was covered with the juice from Megan.

She took Megan's hand, led her into the bedroom and closed the door.

I cleaned up, went into my room, stripped and jerked off with the most erotic images of the two women bouncing through my head.

I fell back asleep. Later I was awoken as I felt the bed shift. Megan, naked and beautiful, was crawling in next to me. She lifted the sheet and came into my arms.

We kissed softly and she snuggled her head into my neck.

"Where's Gina?"

"She left. Had to go see her family in Rhode Island."

I nodded.

"Sorry," she whispered, "Gina is a real tease. You know I did not plan that."

"You let it happen, though."

Megan was silent for a while.

"Yes, I did. Jake, I think I wanted to send you a message."

"What? That you have someone and I don't?"

"No, that I am not the ideal woman you think I am. I can be a bitch, Jake. I have a mean side. I like to fuck women. I like to have affairs with married men. I am into some freaky sex at times. I am not a freakin' saint."

I pulled Megan close to me. "I don't think you are a saint."

"Yeah, you do. You think I am this special person. I'm not. I'm as fucked up as the next person, maybe even more so. I don't deserve how you treat me."

"Meg, we're all fucked up. Me, you, Sally, Gina, everyone. But, I do know you are special. You are a good person." With a short laugh I added, "And you are fucking beautiful and like to walk around nude. You may not be an angel, but some days I think I've died and gone to heaven."

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Megan laughed. "So, you're not angry?"

"No, horny, but not angry."

"Even with how we acted in front of you?"

"Jesus, I was so excited. When she rubbed your pussy and licked her finger I almost exploded. The whole thing turned me on so bad I jerked off in about ten seconds. I'm doing everything I can to avoid asking you what it was like having sex with her."

Megan said, "That's a relief. I thought you'd be pissed. And, for that other thing...I won't go into details, but I can say Gina can eat pussy like no other person on earth."

As that image bounced through my imagination, a tent arose in the sheets.

Megan noticed and said, "Now, that's the Jake I love and admire."

She slipped her hand on me and began working her magic. Within minutes I enjoyed the second orgasm of the day.

Labor Day was a few days away and the weather was as hot and humid as the rest of the summer. We both remarked that our nude-in-the house rule made things a lot more bearable.

Sitting on our little porch one night, looking at the park, Megan said Sally would like to come for the long weekend. I told her it was fine with me. Inwardly I groaned since it would mean wearing clothes again. We even sat naked on the porch at night, enjoying the slightly cooler air move over our bodies.

"I thought she might be a little put off after last time. I am still sorry about that incident."

"Actually," Megan said, "she surprised me."

"How, by asking to come back?"

"No, by saying that she would be cool with us being the way we want to be."

"You mean she wouldn't mind if we stayed nude?"

"That's right. As a matter of fact, I had the feeling she hoped we would. Would you feel uncomfortable being naked in front of her?"

I thought about it. Admittedly, it was exciting, but I figured I shouldn't say that to Megan.

"I guess, if you didn't mind."

"Well, she's seen it all, so no big deal."

We sat in silence for a few minutes, listening to the cars go by and watching the boarders go up and down the sidewalks in the park.

"What about Sally?" I finally asked.

"What about her," Megan said coyly.

"You know, Meg. Will she be...what's she going to do?"

"You mean will she be naked too?"

I nodded.

"Don't know. I told you she is a lot more shy than I am. But, she talks about you being nude and what it must be like to just be that free. And, to be honest, she has told me like a thousand times that you have a great cock and it looked so, in her words, "fuckin' awesome" when it was hard. So, maybe she will join in. We'll see."

In spite of my best efforts, I was rock hard.

Megan noticed and asked, "So, what you have the hots for my baby sister? Can't wait to see her naked?"

I couldn't tell if she were pissed or kidding, so I opted to go with kidding.

"No, I have the hots for you. But, since that will lead to nothing, I am enjoying the prospect of seeing two incredible bodies prancing around in the apartment."

Megan slipped her hand on my erection and said, "Let's go inside and I'll remind you of the talents of the soon-to-be-naked Anderson sisters. And, maybe you should prepare to show her this 'fuckin' awesome' cock again."

We picked Sally up at Logan and drove back to the apartment on Friday evening. We decided to immediately go to the bar for supper.

We had burgers, fries and way too many beers. As we stood to leave, all of us laughed at how far gone we were.

Walking back to the apartment, I slid my hand around Megan's waist. Sally noticed and pulled my arm around her and they each laced their arms around my back.

Maybe it was the beer, the hot evening, having two beautiful women on my arms, but I slipped one hand on Megan's ass as we walked. She turned toward me and smiled.

This was the first time I had ever held her ass. I was at full mast inside my shorts. We walked a little further and Sally noticed where my hand was.

"What's the matter with my ass, Jake?"

I couldn't come up with an answer, so I put my hand on her ass. It was almost as enticing as Megan's.

Megan was wearing light running shorts, that showed off her long legs. I moved my hand to the elastic band and slid two fingers inside it. She made no move to warn me off. Emboldened, I slowly slid my hand inside, under the band of her panties and rested my hand on her naked flesh. The feel of her skin, the shifting of the muscles as she walked and the knowledge that I was touching the ass I had admired all summer was almost too much. I was working myself into an orgasm, when fortunately, we reached the entrance to the apartment. I retracted my hands from each globe, one naked and one lightly covered, and opened the door.

Entering the dimly lit living room, Megan proclaimed she needed a shower. Sally said she did too and Meg could go first.

I got out three beers. Sally and I stood in the kitchen and toasted.

"You look a little different from the last time we were standing here," she said and sipped her beer.

"Yeah, sorry about that."

"Nothing to be sorry about. As a matter of fact, I'm cool with it if you want to be that way again."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

She drank and let her eyes travel up and down my body. She paused looking at the obvious bulge in my pants.

"Hey, is that one for me?" came a voice from the hall.

"I was hoping it was for me," replied Sally, pointing at my crotch.

I looked over to see Megan standing near, drying herself with a towel. Her various body parts flashed as she patted different sections. She looked at where Sally was pointing, and sighed, "See what I have to put up with, Sis."

I handed her the beer.

"So, what were you guys talking about?"

"Uh..." I stammered

"I was telling Jake that I would not be offended if he wanted to be naked," answered Sally.

"There you go, Jake," said Megan. "What more encouragement do you need."

I smiled and set my beer on the counter. I pulled my polo shirt off, undid my shorts and slid them to the floor.

"Fair warning, ladies," I said.

Sally and Megan nodded. They had moved next to each other. Sally in her tank top and jeans, Megan, naked, except for a towel wrapped around her hair.

I eased my boxers over my erection and removed them. Both women stared at the male sign of arousal in front of them.

"Now, I need a shower," announced Sally. She turned and headed to the bath taking her travel bag with her.

"Too much?" I asked.

"Never," said Megan as she kissed me and ran her hand up and down my hard-on. She then pulled me into her. For the first time, we hugged while naked. I felt her hard nipples push into my chest and my erection trapped between us. I could feel the short trimmed pubic hair brushing my shaft. slipped my hands on her ass and pulled her close. She cupped my butt and pulled me to her. I kissed her. She kissed back and then broke away. I

We finished our beers and pulled out some new ones as Sally reappeared, not hiding her attempt to see if I still had a hard-on. She had on a cream sports bra and bikini bottoms. I figured this was her concession to our nudity. I gave her a beer and we decided to watch TV.

We were watching the hopelessly inane Sex and the City 2 movie. The girls were remarking on the various outfits of the stars.

Feeling little pain, I said, "Speaking of clothes, Megan, I think one of us might have too much clothing."

"Really," she played along. "Too much?"

"Oh yeah, way too much."

"Should we help her out of her problem, so to speak?"

"Splendid idea,"

Sally screamed, "No way." She jumped up followed by Megan and me. We chased her around the living room, grabbed her and started tugging at her tank top. She screamed in laughter again, and broke free, dashing into my bedroom. She slammed the door, but we rushed in. I turned on the overhead, and we saw her shrinking in the corner.

She tried to get by us, but we caught her and tossed her on the bed. Megan and I started tickling her. She cried for relief and squirmed back and forth. With Sally being incapacitated by our tickling, we once again tugged at her top. She fought back, but soon lost the battle. We slipped it over her head and we all sank back, exhausted from the effort.

Sally was between Megan and me. She held her hands over her breasts. Megan reached over and pried one hand away exposing her left breast. I eased her right hand off, leaving her chest uncovered. Her breasts were much like Megan's only slightly larger. They both had tiny areoles with nipples covering almost the entire area. Like Megan's, Sally's nipples were dark and engorged with blood.

"Do you like Sally's tits?" asked Megan.