Trying Something New_(0)

22 January 2024

Yazhi seemed short by comparison, her slender legs parted to reveal a small clipped patch of black curls above her sex, her long black hair draped over her one pretty breast, leaving its partner exposed.

The next photo was a head shot of the girls kissing, tongues against each other.

The last three photos showed them on a bed, naked again. In one, Ingrid was on her back, and Yazhi was lying partially on top of her. They were locked in a kiss, Yazhi's one hand on her roommate's ample breast, and Ingrid's hand on the Navajo girl's ass. Another showed Ingrid kneeling between her friend's spread legs. Both girls had dildos in their hands, which appeared to glisten with moisture. The last shot showed Ingrid on her hands and knees, her head thrown back in an expression of ecstasy, while Yazhi knelt behind her, her face buried in the blond's ass.

"Those are what got me fired from my teaching job. Someone mailed those pics to the school board. At my dismissal hearing, every one of the men had copies of the photos spread out in front of them, and not one of them would look me in the eye. They probably all went home and jerked off afterward."

I was sure she was right. That was definitely what I would be doing when I got home. "You and Ingrid are lovers, then?" I asked, forcing myself to turn away from the pictures to look at her. She was standing at the edge of her bed.

"Not really. It's what the photographer wanted. I mean, yeah, we play, but I prefer men. Come here. Let me show you what I mean."

Almost in a trance, I walked over to her. She pulled me in for a kiss. It was gentle at first, tentative, exploratory, but it didn't stay that way for long. My hands held her by her shoulders, but soon strayed down to cup her gorgeous ass. She pressed her body against me.

"I can feel your cock. Let me see it," she breathed, pushing away from me. "Take your clothes off."

When I took off my last piece of clothing, my badly tented boxers, my penis stood up to greet her.

"Oh my God, you are a big boy, aren't you?" she asked, her obsidian eyes flashing with excitement. She knelt to cradle it in her hand and licked the tip. "There's no way in hell I can swallow all of that, but I'll do what I can."

Her tongue played along my length for a while, licking up the pre-cum that began to leak from me. Then she took me in her mouth, her one hand wrapped around the base of my shaft and her other hand on my balls. She began to suck me deep and hard. My God, she was good at this!

I pulled her top up to play with her breasts. They were a wonderful size, looking large on her trim body, but still fitting perfectly in my hand.

She stopped bobbing her head on my cock, and began to jack it expertly. Looking up at me, she asked, "Do you like my boobs?"

"Hell, yeah!" I moaned.

"Please keep playing with them. You can be a little firm with the nipples if you like. Now, are you going to cum for Yazhi?"

She didn't wait for an answer. She took me as deep in her mouth as she could, bouncing me repeatedly off her throat. What didn't fit between her lips was getting the royal treatment from her one hand, while my balls were getting fondled by the other. I wondered how long I could last.

When I started pulling on her nipples, she went wild on me. Sucking, licking, jacking, using every trick in the book. It was her moaning with my cock against her throat that pushed me over the edge.

"Gonna cum! Ungh, ungh, UNGH!" I grunted.

The first blast went in her throat, and she gulped it down. Then she pulled me almost out of her mouth, wiggling her tongue back and forth on the underside of my helmet, letting me see my spunk fill her. When I was done, she swallowed hard, and took me back between her lips, sucking, licking, urging any last drops to coat her tongue. I thought my knees would buckle.

"That was the first time you've cum for a while, wasn't it?" she asked.

"Yeah," I panted.

"Thought so. You came a lot. It was good, but kinda thick. I bet the next load is going to feel real nice in my pussy. Come to bed with me."

I couldn't believe my good fortune. This incredibly hot chick just swallowed my load, and now she wants me to fuck her. Maybe my luck was turning around.

She pulled down the bedspread, which resembled an oversized Navajo rug, to reveal gold-colored satin sheets. "Undress me," she said.

I pulled her orange tank top the rest of the way off and stopped for a moment to admire her breasts. Tiny nipples, not much bigger than mine, were ringed by areola the color and size of an old penny. As boobs go, they were fairly modest-sized, but on this small native goddess they were perfect. I cupped the left one in my hand and sucked on her firm nipple.

"I want you to do things to my pussy, Mike," she hissed.

"Good," I mumbled, teasing her nipple with my teeth.

"Do you have condoms with you?"

That stopped me dead in my tracks. "No. I didn't think I'd need any. I didn't expect to be doing this tonight."

"I don't have any that will fit you," she said. "I thought all single guys carried rubbers."

"I normally don't need them. I haven't been with anyone but my wife since we got married. When we found out she couldn't get pregnant, I stopped thinking about condoms."

"I'm on birth control. That wasn't my concern, if you know what I mean. You don't have to worry about me, by the way. I just got my latest health screening back and it's all good. Besides, you were already in my mouth."

"Okay." This is not something middle-aged sorta-married guys think about.

"So, get me naked. Get me naked and fuck me. Please."

I picked her up and lay her on the bed. When we moved so we were in the center, she lifted her hips so I could pull her tight white shorts off. Unlike the images on the wall, she was clean-shaven now. There was a small, detailed tattoo on her mound.

She saw me looking at it, trying to figure it out. "It's a squash blossom design. I'll explain it to you sometime."

As I said, I'm an Irishman. This sun-darkened bronze goddess looked almost feral to me, her long black hair strewn across the pillows, black eyes flashing, dark nipples pointing to the sky, and moisture glistening on her naked lips. "Yazhi, I want to taste you first."

"I love it when a man says that," she laughed, parting her legs to welcome me.

She had a piercing in her navel, with a little silver and turquoise pendant. When I lifted it with my tongue, she whimpered, and I gave her a playful grin. I kissed lower, across her tattoo, and down onto her copper lips. That's when I recognized a portion of the scent I had first noticed when she met me at the door. The desert flower scent was her!

I licked her lips gently, teasing her a little. Her aroma was unusual, like nothing I had smelled before, and her taste was the same. Before I got married, I did a little exploring, but I never tasted a girl like this. I really wanted to tongue-fuck her.

Pulling her lips apart with my fingers, I curled my tongue and entered her.

"Good God! What are you doing?" she squealed.

"Tongue fucking you."

"You can curl your tongue?"

"Uh huh."

"Mmmmm," she moaned.

She was getting wetter, and her taste was stronger, wilder, more primitive. When she came, I couldn't keep up. Spots of her nectar darkened the gold fabric under her. As she gathered herself, she gasped, "Oh my God, Mike! Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?"

"I don't know." I could feel my face getting red. "I just like to do it."

"Do you fuck that well?"

By this time, I was very hard again. My cock heard her question and answered it with a glistening thread of pre-cum joining her moisture on the sheet.

"That's what I was wondering," a female voice said from the doorway. "You didn't tell me you were taking an audition tonight."

"Hi, Ingrid," Yazhi said.

I was already off her and scrabbling for the sheet to cover myself before Yazhi identified our intruder. Holy shit. Busted by the roommate. That hadn't happened to me since college!

"Don't cover up, stud. I want to see you, too."

"Ingrid, meet Mike. Mike, Ingrid."

"Damn, girl, you can pick them, can't you? He's got a nice build on him," the blond said.

"Take a look at this," Yazhi said, yanking the sheet off me to reveal my now-shrinking cock. "You should see this thing hard."

"To hell with that. That's for the cameraman. I don't want to just look at it," Ingrid said as she started to strip.

My head was spinning. A pizza and beer date with a co-worker had turned into some amazing oral sex, and I had thought I was going to fuck her. Now, her busty, sexy housemate is taking off her thong. Before I could just accept my blessings, I blurted out, "What's this about a cameraman and taking an audition?"

"There's no camera. This isn't an audition," Yazhi said.

"Why not?" Ingrid chuckled, walking around the bed, studying me.

"Wait a minute. What's going on here?" I asked.

"I didn't tell him," Yazhi said.

"Didn't tell me what?"

"Oh shit," Ingrid giggled.

"Mike, look around you," Yazhi sighed. "Catalog models and indie film actresses don't live in places like this. Even nude models don't make this kind of money. The money is in film. Ingrid and I have been adult actresses in movies for years. We've started our own production company, Squash Blossom Films."

"You girls are porn stars?

"We're porn producers, now, too, and we're looking for talent. That's what I thought was going on," Ingrid laughed.

"No, Bigmouth, I was just horny," Yazhi explained. "This is the guy I was talking about from that temp job. He asked me out for a drink tonight, but I invited him over for pizza and beer instead. I started flirting with him. Then I saw his cock, and it was all over."

"How big does it get?"

"I'll let you figure it out," Yazhi said, pulling her now-naked housemate to her and sticking her tongue in her mouth. They made out for a while. It had the same effect on me as it would on most guys.

Ingrid noticed. "Wow! Look at that thing!"

"Told ya," Yazhi said. "Mike, I hope you're not mad. Will you still fuck me? Or do you look down on me now?"

"No," I said. "No, honestly, I understand your question, but no, I'm not looking down on you. You're still you."

"Okay. Well, then, this can be a wild night of crazy sex. If you're interested, we can talk business over breakfast," she said, straddling me. "Is it okay if Ingrid stays here?"

"Yeah," I said, admiring the tall blond's bare, juicy-looking pussy.

Yazhi rubbed my cock over her wet sex. "Is it okay if Ingrid joins in?"

"Hell, yeah!"

"Great!" Ingrid said. She climbed up on the bed, lay on her elbows next to us, and grabbed my cock. As she jacked it, she licked her friend's pussy lips. "Mmmm, Yazhi, you're nice and wet. Do you like the way she tastes, Mike? That's herbs in her diet."

"That's ancient Navajo medicine, passed down to me by my great-grandmother on her deathbed. I told you before, it doesn't work on un-enlightened Northern Europeans. Why don't you see if you can get that big mouth of yours all the way down on our new friend?"

Ingrid turned and engulfed my cock, forcing herself onto it until her nose was mashed flat against my belly. Blinking, she pulled off me, gulped some air, and did it again, leaving my entire cock dripping with saliva. "Oh, sweetie, you're gonna give me a ride on that thing for sure," she laughed.

"Later," Yazhi said, lining herself up to accept me.

Back in my wilder days, during my on-again-off-again relationship with the girl I would eventually marry, I had sex with some pretty hot girls. A few times there was more than on girl in my bed, but this was like nothing I had ever done before. This woman I was about to fuck was a porn star! That meant that, in addition to being hot, she would probably be talented and expressive, and would at least give me the impression that she was having fun.

Unfortunately, she'd probably be loose enough that a London bus could make a U-turn inside her.

Wrong. Partially.

I was right about the first part. The sight of this desert goddess poised above me, her sopping wet sex ready to be impaled on my spit-slick cock was insanely erotic. Just the way she went about positioning herself to accept me, her black eyes sparkling, was one of the most sensuous things I had ever seen. Again, I wondered how long I would last.

The part I was wrong about was the way she felt. The head of my cock mashed against her for a second, almost as thought her labia didn't want me inside. They gave way grudgingly, allowing me access to a narrow, hot, wet velvet tunnel. As she lowered herself, she moaned and gasped with every inch we came together. It took a while, and she made it worth it. Finally, she was sitting on me.

"Damn, that looked nice!" Ingrid giggled.

"You should feel it!" Yazhi grunted. She put her hands on my chest and said, "You're big, Mike. I hope you can last a while."

She rode me slowly at first, long strokes, sometimes leaning down to kiss me or to let me suck her nipples, and other times sitting straight up or leaning back, steadying herself with a hand on my thigh while she played with her clit.

That's how she started to cum. Maybe it's a guy thing, or maybe it's just me. I can almost always tell when a girl is ready to have an orgasm. Julia and I discovered sex together in high school, and she's the only woman I had been with since I said, "I do." But, as I said, I had my share of partners in college. I haven't been wrong about a girl's orgasm often.

I wasn't wrong this time. Yazhi started to moan louder. A lot louder. Her fingers moved faster on her clit, and she started riding me hard, fast, almost violently. Her pussy, wet from the start, began to flow. When her climax hit her full force, the pulsing of her walls on me would easily have taken me with her, if I hadn't cum hard less than a half hour before.

She pulled herself upright and then lowered herself onto my chest, still moving her hips a little, front and back and side to side, pulsating on me, massaging me. Keeping me hard, feeling phenomenal, but not getting closer to losing it. Amazing.

"Are you gonna finish that, or can I have some," Ingrid asked.

Yazhi started to giggle. She raised herself up so she could look at me, her forehead damp with lust. "Would that be okay, Big Red?"

"Yeah." I really needed to see a shrink if this turned out to be a dream.

Yazhi peeled herself off me, bouncing a few times on my still hard cock before rolling to the side. "All yours, girlfriend," she said to Ingrid, who had been fingering herself and moaning the entire time Yazhi and I went at it.

Ingrid quickly climbed on top of me, kissing me hungrily and rubbing her wet sex on my cock. "I'm gonna fuck you now, Mike. When was the last time you fucked two porn stars, one after the other?"

"Never."

"We're changing that right now," Ingrid said. She sat back on her haunches, grabbed my manhood, and aimed. She was nearly as tight as her friend, and eventually, she settled her weight on my pelvis. "Please stay for breakfast," she breathed.

She positioned herself to allow me easy access to her amazing breasts. When I had first seen her picture, I had wondered who did her implants, since they looked so good, but from this angle, I could see there were no scars. Good genes and healthy living, or something.

I didn't care. I wondered what it would be like to fuck a pair of tits like that. When she started to move on me, I immediately shelved that fantasy. This girl had been doing her Kegel exercises. The flexing she did as she pulled off me reminded me of the way Yazhi's mouth had felt.

I grabbed one fat nipple between my lips and sucked hard as I thrust up into her. Ingrid gasped, and her juicy pussy felt a little wetter. Still suckling her one breast, I began rolling the other nipple between my thumb and index finger.

"Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want you to cum deep," she gasped.

Ingrid and I fucked harder that night than I'd ever fucked before. Even when I knew I was seconds from erupting, I didn't just push in deep and hold it like I sometimes liked to do with Julia. I fucked her even harder. Grunting, gasping for air, we pounded each other.

When she felt my spasms, she moaned, "More. More. Don't stop. Almost there. Oh God, please don't stop!"

I didn't. Even after I had cum, I stayed pretty hard for a while. Hard enough for long enough to muster up enough strength to rabbit-fuck her into a sloppy, screaming orgasm.

When Ingrid lifted herself off me, I was almost glad. She settled on her back next to me. "Yazhi, you and I need to talk while we make breakfast for this guy tomorrow."

"I agree. We need showers," my other lover said.

We dragged ourselves out of bed and crowded into the two-person shower in Ingrid's room. The girls teamed up on me in there, just to make sure I was drained of all possible semen. I had never intentionally cum on a woman's face and boobs before, but watching the water from the shower heads rinse the strings of my spunk off the chins and breasts of these two is an image I will carry fondly for a long time.

We slept in Ingrid's bed, Yazhi's being a little rumpled from our earlier activities. Wake up sex was always a favorite of mine anyway, and wake up sex with a busty blond and a an exotic black-haired beauty made it easy to listen their breakfast talk.

* * * * *

That was five years ago. I stayed with the temp service for a while, maybe because I still felt like I was living in a dream. The girls put me on the payroll immediately as a gopher on video shoots any time I wasn't working elsewhere, allowing me to learn the business and the people. I slept at their house most nights, and after a month's notice to my landlord, I moved in.

At our final settlement conference, Julia mentioned my change of address. "That's a pretty nice neighborhood. How can a temp worker afford to live there?"

"I'm paying room and board to some friends." It was the truth. My now officially ex-wife didn't need to know the details. She'd figure it out soon enough. Some of her University cronies must watch porn. The girls thought I would be a big star. I snickered as I imagined the look on Julia's face.

Last year, the girls and I thought we could make the financial commitment, so we bought an old farmhouse in the country. We've converted part of it into studio and post-production space. Upstairs, we created two large bedrooms. It's anybody's guess who sleeps where.

Yazhi and I wrote the script for my acting debut, and Ingrid served as my fluffer. We rehearsed it every night for a couple of weeks, and we still re-enact the thing a few times a year. "Big Red and the Native Girl" was low budget, since it was the first feature-length film for the girls' Squash Blossom Films production company. It worked well, played to rave reviews, and launched the career of my alter-ego, Big Red.

We're all looking forward to this year's Adult Video News, or AVN, awards ceremony. We've been close to winning in the past. I nearly won for Best Male Newcomer in my film debut, but lost out to an emotional vote-getter about a blind girl and her dog.

Squash Blossom Films should celebrate a win this year, with a strong entry in the Best Big Bust Series category with Ingrid in "Ski Instructors After Dark." The word on the street is that we've sown up the Best Boy/Girl Sex Scene win with Ingrid and me in "Big Boobs Like Big Cock." Winning either of those categories will establish us as an important studio.

None of us say much about it, but we're hoping for a third trophy for the runaway sentimental leader in the Best Group Sex Scene competition, "Naughty Wedding," a re-enactment of the night Yazhi and I consummated our marriage. Ingrid was with us.

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