Road Trip Pt. 06

Julia was a beauty - stacked, mid-twenties with long lithe legs that I recalled I loved to have wrapped around me as we fucked. Her trademark consisted of large hoop earrings that gave her a really sexy look. The last time I'd seen her body, she'd handed me a Sharpie and had me write 'Jim' on her right breast, and 'Mellon' on her left breast just before I left the Michigan resort where she worked. We'd spent the prior night together.

Julia smiled and leaned in and kissed me again. As we pulled apart, she said, "Hi, Jim. Miss me?"

"Of course, but how'd you get here? How'd you find me? How do you know Craig?"

She laughed and looked at Craig. I could tell his cock had swollen significantly in his pants because of her pawing around inside them, and no doubt from the sight-picture of me getting a beautiful sloppy blowjob. She gestured, and Craig leaned in and kissed her.

She said, "I'd never met Craig, until a half-hour ago - but he's as sexy as you are. We talked a dozen times on the phone, keeping up with your travels as best we could." Julia moved forward, straddling my chair, and lowered her pussy down to my erection. I took the base of my cock and aimed it into the folds of her cunt, and then Julia dropped and I sank deep inside her. Both of us closed our eyes in appreciation of the ecstasy we felt in those seconds.

Talk about compartmentalization, as she started to move up and down on my shaft, she continued as though our fucking had nothing to do with the discussion. "Remember I worked for Pete Krakowski at his inn. He knew you from college, and so did Craig; Pete said you'd all been in ROTC together and lived in the same dorm. After you left the island, I kept pumping Pete for more information on you, who your friends had been, and where you might go next. I wanted to see you again. You were my best lay ever, plus I still hope you'll introduce me to some key people in Hollywood, particularly after I read that you might make a movie."

"The rumor magazines keep a good estimate of your journey on a day-to-day basis. When I could see you heading into Montana area near where I'd lived, I asked Pete whom you knew up here, and Craig's name came up. He put us in touch. I grew up only a few hours back down your route in Montana, so I drove up to connect with you." She looked down at where my cock slowly moved back and forth into her body, and added, "And connected we are!"

Julia unbuckled and dropped Craig's pants, pushing them off his hips to the floor. Now, as the two of us fucked, she leaned sideways and inhaled Craig's cock, sharing the same talents of fellatio that she'd demonstrated to me a few minutes earlier. I got harder than ever.

I turned to Craig, "What say, we take this threesome into your bedroom, or somewhere more comfortable and less exposed than your living room with people walking by outside the window?"

He agreed.

Julia rose from my dick, allowing the sticky wet shaft to air dry. Craig pulled up his pants and led our threesome into his bedroom. Once there, he stripped off his clothes. I helped Julia undress the rest of the way, a job that only took a few seconds since she'd been left with only a skirt on her hips. I was naked in another thirty seconds.

I gestured to Craig that he should move into position to fuck Julia; he did, and the pair coupled in seconds after she lay back on the bed. Now, I was the one getting the blowjob as he fucked her. Craig and I switched back and forth several times.

At one point, Julia said, "I've never been DP'd, but I'd sure like to try." She turned to Craig and asked, "Do you have any lube?"

He produced a tube of Astroglide, and we slathered up Julia's ass. She came over me cowgirl style, and we started fucking in a more traditional way - woman on top. I caressed Julia, as Craig came knocking on her backdoor. He was gentle, and didn't rush entry, so, Julia enjoyed the double penetration as we both sank deep into her body and all three of us started our gyrations of pleasure. Based on Julia's shrieks, I expected the neighbors might have thought some kind of rescue was needed at Craig's residence; however, no one showed up.

Craig didn't last long at that point. We'd turned Julia around, so she still had his prick up her ass, but she lay back against his chest. I knelt between their legs and reentered her vagina. We got a few minutes into that posture, and Craig blasted his cum into her chute with a steady stream of comments about how great this was.

We broke the threesome apart after his orgasm. I mounted Julia again, and resolved to deliver some pleasure to her before I came. With some attention to her clit by my hand, I helped Julia to two orgasms, before we agreed to crest together for her third and my first. I filled her pussy with my man-juice as that heavenly feeling swept over me; and she had those long, lithe legs wrapped around me at that instant.

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The three of us went out for dinner after cleaning up from our sex play. Julia walked kind of bowlegged, but had a smile from ear to ear. She kept kissing the two of us rather passionately, a point not lost on a few of the other patrons in the restaurant. Craig was near speechless over Julia's 'Hello and Welcome' performance at his town house. He confessed he'd never had a threesome, and so the day had accomplished something on his 'Bucket List.' Whenever there was any reference to the hour or so we'd spent earlier, all he could do was shake his head in disbelief and say "Wow!"

Julia brought me up-to-date on her travels since Mackinac Island closed for the season two months earlier. She also got me talking about my side of some of the things she'd read about: the concert in Texas, and my shifting relationship with Crystal, including why she'd started dating one of the other country music stars that had a 'ladies man' reputation.

I explained that Crystal and I were still an item to each other, and that we'd probably spend more time together once my trip ended. I commented to Julia about not being exclusive, and how that let me see her and that let Crystal see other people.

Julia said, "Well, mother wanted me to remember her to you." She laughed aloud; "I guess I did that pretty well, huh? She told me to fuck your brains out. Did I do a good job?" She laughed.

I conceded that she was doing all right so far, but she had to work a little harder to achieve her mother's goal. Julia and Craig both looked pleased with the prospect of continued sex.

Julia went on about her mother, "Yes, mother prefers not to admit that she has a daughter my age. I arrived when she was only seventeen. I've got a couple of sibs a decade younger, but I was unplanned, and out of wedlock." She paused and said, "Anyway, she wanted me to put the arm on you to appear at one of her telethons to raise money. It's in a few weeks in Reno. She figures that might work into your travel schedule."

I asked her to tell me more. She gave me the condensed version of what she knew about the Children's Fund, rattled off a list of 'stars' that Daisy was attempting to line up, and emphasized that I needed to ask Crystal Lee to see whether she'd join me. She knew more details than I'd expected. As she talked I only half listened to the words, logging the important items, and letting the rest slide by. My mind went back about three months to when I'd met Daisy. I'd been impressed when she walked into the spa where I was giving massages to people who signed up. Daisy was my third appointment of the afternoon, and as I recalled I'd already had sex with my two previous clients.

Daisy was a frosted blonde that stood about five-foot-five, had a flawless complexion, and an enhanced chest that she wanted massaged. In fact, as I recalled, she wanted to be massaged 'all over' - emphasizing that I shouldn't miss any place, even those that might be considered inappropriate to touch in a normal massage.

The first few minutes of Daisy's massage were pretty typical: shoulder and neck, legs, feet, arms, and hands. Daisy took one of my hands and placed it on her tits; "Don't forget these!" I didn't after that. I took the warmed aromatic oils and deep rubbed then into her breasts and nipples, paying careful attention until I think I brought her to a small climax just from the attention I gave her breasts.

Daisy encouraged me to move to her nether region, so I took some of the oils and rubbed them into her pussy, individually massaging each of her engorged labial lips, and then doing both together. I recall I allowed a finger to occasionally slip into Daisy's cunt or brush into her slit. She smelled divine. When I shifted my attention to Daisy's clitoris, a well-defined nub of skin that appeared amid the puffy and wrinkled lips that surrounded her stimulus center, I thought Daisy would go into orbit. She didn't let me last long doing that. She had my cock in her hand in seconds, and in minutes had me buried in her sweet pussy. We went for a long time, partly because I'd already been fucked out, and partly because I really enjoyed being with Daisy. We pushed each other's buttons really well. I thought about the feelings ...

"Jim? Jim? Earth to Jim; are you in there?" Julia's hand waved up and down in front of my face. I snapped out of my reverie.

Julia asked, "What were you thinking about? You really drifted off there."

I chuckled; "Your mother, to tell the truth."

"I bet. She said you were a great lay. She was glad you and I connected too. She got a kick that you were fucking both mother and daughter and didn't know it. I bet you hadn't done that before."

"Well, actually I had ... I'd been in that situation in Louisiana. Maybe I'll tell you about it someday."

Julia poked me in the ribs.

Craig said, "Jim, you're my new idol, and I don't mean because you're a country music singer."

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Julia and I slept together that night, but not before Julia expressed her gratitude to our host for his hospitality. The word 'slept' is a bit of misnomer too. We fucked and sexed each other for hours before exhaustion overtook our overexcited libidos.

Craig left the two of us alone while he went to work the next morning. We continued our two-person orgy around his town house. Julia was insatiable. I told her about Heather, the nymphomaniac. Julia liked the comparison and the label, and I could tell she had a new adjective to describe herself.

Things took a different turn in late morning when my cell phone rang. Caller ID showed me it was Crystal. "Hi Lover. I'm scared again, and I've got four security guys guarding the house and property now, and the local police put an extra patrol on my neighborhood."

"Why? What happened? Talk to me, please." My voice suddenly took on a concerned tone. Even Julia turned from the magazine she'd been reading while we were on 'break,' to see what was going on, as though watching me on my cell would reveal all to her; she looked sexy with her long legs curled up under her wearing only a man's shirt.

Crystal went on, "In the middle of the night, someone hurled a brick through my living room window - the big plate glass opposite the fireplace. There was a note attached to it: 'Tell your boyfriend I'm going to get even.' He scared me - I mean, I assume it's this Bart Kenesis character. We had just talked yesterday. He must have been racing back to Nashville and figuring out how to terrorize me while you were telling me about his shooting at you and following you."

"Look, you did the right thing by calling in the security forces. The other thing you could do is sneak out of there and go elsewhere - a safe house, or even fly out here, although if he figures out where I am that might not be a good idea."

We chatted about possibilities, and different ways she could improve her personal security. Julia turned on the sofa listening with rapt attention, her long legs and a flash sometimes of her pussy a distraction. Crystal liked the idea of leaving her home secretly but continuing the security guards there, so it looked as though she was still in residence. In the meanwhile, she'd take up residence with a couple of security personnel at one of the upscale hotels in downtown Nashville. I suggested she make sure they had plenty of security cameras, and that she have one of her security people look over the shoulders of the hotel security staff to ensure her safety.

Crystal changed subjects and asked whom I'd spent the previous night with, although I could tell she was still nervous from the breach of her home. I started to tell her about Julia, smiling at Julia as I did. Julia's mouth dropped open, particularly as I went into some detail about the sexual teasing I'd gotten the previous afternoon, and how it had turned into a beautiful and erotic time when both Craig and I pleased Julia. Crystal got into the change of subject and asked me some questions about Julia and what we did. Crystal asked to talk to Julia, so I had the two women chat to each other for a few minutes, obviously about my lovemaking prowess and the hope that Julia would come and join us 'to play' sometime soon.

Julia mentioned the Reno telethon to Crystal, and asked whether she'd want to participate. Crystal got excited and assured us that she'd try to clear the dates around that November weekend so she could fly out and join us, particularly if Julia would be 'available.'

Crystal said she had to run, at least from the landline she'd called me on. Her limo had arrived to take her to a lunch with Terry, and Jake Reynolds - a songwriter. I told her I loved her, to be careful, and to call me immediately if she felt threatened again. We ended the call.

Julia asked, "Who's the threat?"

I explained about Kenesis, starting from the very beginning when I saw him at the edge of the darkness taking pictures of a foursome we were engaged in on the back of boat in Branson right up to Crystal telling me about the brick through her window. As I ended, I told her about getting shot at in Utah, and then discovering I was being tracked, doing a diversion tactic with the tracking device he'd put on my motorcycle, and slipping out of his reach by racing to Coeur d'Alene. By my calculation, as soon as he figured out I'd slipped away from him, he must have gotten on a flight and gotten back to Nashville to intimidate Crystal.

After we'd discussed the man stalking me, Julia said, "I have another question." She suddenly looked discomposed, so I guessed her question had to do with sex. I nodded for her to continue. She said, "You were so open with Crystal about having sex with me ... fucking me, and with Craig. Does that bother her? What if she told you all the details about some liaison she had?"

I started my answer by saying, "She has. She's had a couple of dates with a popular singer in Nashville, and he really got her cranked up - horny. They had fun and fucked each other until they couldn't move; she gave me a stroke-by-stroke account the day after. We've talked about some other hookups she's had, and she's been with me for some group sex events." I paused, "I gather you're open with your mother about sexual encounters; didn't she tell you about her massage?"

"Yes."

"Well, it's not much different. She told you because she loves you and wanted to share with you because it was erotic."

"She encouraged me to have sex with you."

"I kind of figured that out later. She wanted something she thought was good to happen to you too. She wasn't jealous, only loving and caring. That's the way Crystal and I are. We want each other to feel the rush of a fabulous orgasm, and to share the experience with the other in some way. Neither of us is possessive; I think if I got possessive, I'd lose her."

Julia studied me for a minute; "You are fucking amazing. We can screw around, fuck all night and part of the next day, and I know you care about me, and I know you care deeply for Crystal, and I don't want to jeopardize that relationship for you."

I said, "If Crystal were here, we'd have a threesome. If Crystal and Craig were here, she would swap around too. There's no need to worry."

"And you trust her?"

"Whoa. That question opens up the option that she could do something that would make me judge her as untrustworthy. I love her, and she loves me. I can easily see her sharing her love with someone else, and we already know I do. I know we'd always be friends - close friends - if either of us wanted to drift in someone else's direction. I don't own her; she doesn't own me. I want her happiness. So, yes, I trust her, but I can't think of anything she could do to break that trust."

"Have you two talked about stuff like this?"

I answered, "Yes, often and we're consistent in our views. There are all sorts of relationship agreements and boundaries we could build for each other, particularly if we get insecure about the other having an outside relationship - you can sleep with someone else under these conditions; they can stay overnight on another set of conditions; or here's the frequency with which you could see someone else, what kind of sex acts that are acceptable or not, or what kind of protection you have to use - on and on. We've kicked all this stuff around. The best agreements, and the ones easiest to keep, are no agreements or boundaries; so we told each other to follow our bliss, particularly when it came to being with others. I know how we've felt about each other, and how we feel right now. If that changed this instant, I would always have those great memories to fall back on."

"But don't you think you two are soul mates?"

I chuckled; "Maybe and maybe not; the term soul mates connotes fate and uniqueness. I know there are hundreds of men who could make Crystal happy, just as I know there are an equal number of women that I could love deeply forever. I already do love some of them. Heck, you may be one of them. Society has this weird paradigm that we can only really love one other person at a time; I don't know where it came from, but it's a pretty restrictive rule."

Julia shrugged, "So people have affairs."

"Yes that, or they have serial polygamy - they marry, divorce, find a new spouse, marry, divorce, and so forth, doing it over and over again, often proclaiming how friendly and loving they are to their ex's. To my way of thinking, those approaches are more destructive of relationships than allowing polyamory - our ability to simultaneously love more than one person, with full benefits, of course."

"Could you love me and Crystal at the same time?"

"Darling, I already care a lot about you. You and I mesh well sexually, but there are many other areas in our relationship we haven't even begun to explore. I won't lead you on about how deeply I feel about you, but know that my door is open to a longer and deeper relationship with you. Let's see what happens over time." I smiled warmly at Julia.

Julia came over beside me on the sofa and kissed me deeply. She whispered, "Well, you stir all the right places inside me every minute of the day, so I'd like to become part of your close circle of friends and lovers. Let's see how this plays out."

Julia wore one of Craig's business shirts with one button done. I undid the button, and soon we were working at pleasuring each other again

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Julia was sitting nude on a credenza just inside the front door when Craig got home. She pulled her legs up, spread them, and hooked her feet over the edge of the credenza top. Julia's breasts hung between her arms, which in turn held her knees. Julia's gorgeous pussy was on full display, the slightly swollen lips of her labia calling attention to a small dark hole that started her vagina. The result to anyone walking in the front door was a horny, desirable, and very available woman who wanted immediate fulfillment.