Things to Do When You're Bored and Horny.

Things to do when you're bored and horny

By Le Roy Ludicrous

I lay on a day bed and looked at my friends. The floppy artist hat I wore gave me an abbreviated peek at Jerri and Terri. Teri is a small woman, all tits and ass with a tiny waist. Her legs are short but perfectly formed. The shorts she was wearing clutched tightly to her crotch area and since she had no panties on, as was her wont, they formed a perfect camel's toe. The top she wore sans bra was loose around the shoulders and ballooned around her waist but her breasts were evident and I could almost count the pebbly parts of her areoles as they pressed against the material.

Jerri is the same height as Terri, five feet and two inches but her shape is somewhat different. Her breast are smaller her waist a little thicker and her hips are very wide with muscular legs.

I've known these two for years. We first met in a dive a few blocks from where we now all lived. The old hotel had been converted to apartments and at one time we all each had, a tiny cramped place. We now lived in one large area that had three bedrooms, two baths and a large sunny common section. Several walls had been knocked down to construct this part of the hotel. We shared the expenses but each of us could have afforded the $4000.00 a month rent. I have written three books, the first two sold a few hundred copies the third sold millions. I told a story about a good looking well built muscular man who had sex with many men and women. An indiscriminate fucker, he laid anyone who came his way. He was as happy with his dick in a woman's mouth, pussy or anus, as he was with a man's dick in his mouth or anus and another busily sucking him dry. All men, all women or any combination therein was fine. Some people are considered bisexual, 60-40 or 70-30, leaning toward one sex or the other. The young man in my book was an exact 50-50. It became a cult hit with homosexual men and women all around the globe. One reviewer from The Center in San Diego declared it the most enlightened book ever written. Oprah along with Ellen pushed it on their shows, Ministers of every ilk forbid their congregations to read the blasphemous filth, of course every one of the congregation had to see what all the fuss was about. I have no figures but I am told by fairly reliable people that some 35% of those highly religious congregants found their inner queer or lesbian and made big changes in their lives. Talk of suits drive my agent nuts. I couldn't have cared less, unless somehow by mistake I had unknowingly screwed one are both the divorcees it wasn't any of my business. One of the big no, nos, of writing is to not make it autobiographical. In this case it was 100% autobiographical. The novel made me a wealthy man and the royalties were still rolling in. My agent constantly begged me to write another, but I'd told my story and having a rather limited imagination, there was no other book.

Jerri's father is a wealthy arms dealer much like the man who sold explosives to Timothy McVeigh that he used to blow out the front of the Murrah building, and Terri's father owns half of down town Oklahoma City. Our place is in the Montrose area of Houston Texas. A section known for its hippie, artsy, homosexual, far out ideas and religions.

The sun streamed into the large open windows and a breeze moved the curtains in and out.

"I'm bored and horny." Terri declared for about the fifth time that day.

"Me too, Scott why don't you service us both, just as a friend?" Jerri piped in. I didn't bother to reply. I'd made it clear to both of them that that was never going to happen. These two were the only friends I had in the world and I wasn't going to fuck it up my fucking either one of them.

"Why don't you do each other? I'd like to watch that." I suggested. Silence lay like a blanket on the room. Jerri had a thoughtful look on her face as she stared at me. Terri glanced back and forth between me and Jerri and I saw in her beautiful blue eyes that she was somewhat interested in my suggestion. In my life of shagging thousands of people I'd learned to recognize the signs. Jerri was probably as straight as a person can be but Terri was not nearly as one sided as she liked to believe she was. I felt that in there somewhere was a closet carpet muncher.

"OH, hell no." Jerri exclaimed. There in no way in the world I'm going down on that skinny bitch."

"Fuck you, Jerri, I wouldn't do you if you were the last human on earth." Terri responded.

"Well my ladies, what do you suggest. I gazed down the length of my perfectly proportioned body. I was shirtless, wearing shorts and my chest, abdomen and legs were displayed. Muscles rippled with every move. The shorts barely contained my huge prick that even soft was longer and thicker than most men with a raging hard on.

When we had first become friends the girls had constantly asked to see my bare dick. I refused to show them.

"Just how big is that thing?" One or the other would ask on occasion.

"The biggest." I would answer.

"How do you know? Have you seen every dick in the world?"

"No but I've had enough of them in my mouth and up my ass to have seen a fair sample of what's out there. Believe me there is no one better equipped them I."

"Well I'm still bored and horny."

"Anyone hungry?" I said while rising from the couch, let's go to Chuey's Mexican joint and get a bite.

"Not right now, maybe later." Jerri said. Terri nodded in agreement. I got back on the daybed and closed my eyes. Besides being the best fucker in the world I also had the knack to take a nap whenever and wherever I was.

"Hey Scott." I felt a prod in my side. It was Terri's bare foot. "We're hungry, or you ready?"

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Nearly 9 p.m." Jerri said.

"Oh shit ladies they close at nine why didn't you wake me sooner?"

"We both went to sleep, come on if we hurry we can get there before they officially close."

We pushed into the place just as the black cook was coming around the bar carrying the closed sign. Another tall skinny black man was mopping in back of the counter, I couldn't see anyone else in the place.

"Sorry, folks we're closing." The cook said, I assumed he was the cook, he had a white shirt, apron and a tall chef's hat on his head.

"Oh please." Terri pouted and stuck her tits way out at the same time. Fighting hard to keep his eyes on Terri's blue eyes the cook hesitated.

"Is there anything still out?" he asked the other man.

"Yeah, not everything is in the cooler yet, I can warm up a few things, depending on what they want."

The cook turned to us. "Anything will do, we're hungry, and we want Mexican." Jerri said.

"Okay have a seat."

In a short while we were dipping tortilla shells into hot sauce and presently large plates filled with rice and refried beans, soft corn taco shells and a lot of other food filled our booth table.

"Is it true black guys have the biggest dicks in the world, Scott?"

"Not bigger than mine."

"We know but after you, do they?"

"I don't thinks so, they're probably like any other race, some big some little and many in between."

"I've heard all black guys have huge dicks." Terri said.

"How old are you dipsy dames?" I asked, although I knew they were both exactly ten years junior to my thirty five years. Strangely we all had April 1 as our birth date. Three April fools, we often referred to ourselves.

"You know, why?" Jerri asked.

"You talk like dumb thirteen year olds sometimes, if you want to know how big those black guys dicks are, go ask them."

"We can't do that, can we?" Jerri asked.

"Sure go ahead and while you're at it see if you can get them to fuck you so you'll stop bitching about being bored and horny." I suggested. I was half kidding, but setting up these sorts of situations was something I had done so many times it was almost second nature. I'm always getting invited to swing parties because of my reputation, having a big dick, being bi-sexual and having the ability to get events rolling.

"Let's." Terri smiled at Jerri.

"Really?"

"Sure come on." They rose and walked to the counter where the two black men were illegally smoking cigarettes. The restaurant, as were all public places, had been declared a smoke free area. I didn't believe any pleasure should be curtailed, regardless of the consequences, life was much too short for rules prohibiting any type of pleasure. I watched. The girls talked for a minute, Jerri doing most of the yapping. The two men stood straight and stared at the two women. I could see disbelief fill their faces. They both shot a look toward me in the booth. One of them shook his head and raised both hands in a, I don't want any trouble, type of gesture.

The more the men resisted the more vocal the ladies got. Finally Terri raised her arms and pulled off her large floppy shirt. The men's eyes bulged, I knew what they were seeing. Two large firm, sans silicon, pink tipped, smooth and white tits. Probably two of the best I'd ever seen. Not to be outdone, Jerri yanked her mini skirt up and since she wasn't wearing any panties the men got a look at her heart designed pubic hairs. Now the men were agitated, I felt their emotions, hesitation, fear, instant and all consuming lust for these two white women, who by that time had really got into the game.

Falling to her knees Jerri reached for the cooks' fly, following suit Terri grabbed the other man's and began pulling.

"Scott, come see, look how big his is." Jerri said. I stood and walked up to where two normally just slightly insane girls had finally gone over the top, in front of them, eyes gaping wide were to handsome well built slim black men dressed in jeans and shirts soiled with food detritus. I stood nearby and watched as my crazy friends fumbled around inside the men's pants and finally dislodged from their shorts two very black pricks. They were dark and gave out an almost purple look. The heads were slightly lighter but the shanks were black as coal, except different. Neither of them was particularly well endowed a far cry from what I sported in my pants, that didn't surprise me. One lady had compared me to the late Johnny Holmes one time king of porn with a 12, 13, 14, 15 inch dick depending on who was telling the story.

One lady and another man swore they had had his prick in all of their holes and the damn thing was over a foot, probably as much as fifteen inches.

"How did you mange to get him into you ass?" I'd asked

"Lots of KY Jelly or Vaseline and patience," that information came in handy in my older years when I realized I had been born to play for either team.

Living in Montrose was a way to broaden ones education in many ways, plus they had a Westheimer day with paintings an artsy crap on display. The many different costumes worn by the cross dressers were worth the price of admission.

I had eaten and was ready to go back to our place.

"Come on ladies, let's pay the men and be on our way."

The cook looked at me. I could see the fever in his eyes, he had already reached the place of no turning back he would have some pussy tonight no matter what he had to do.

"No Scott, I haven't tasted this yet. Does it taste like chocolate." she asked the man whose dick was lying in the palm of her hand.

"I don' know, never tried it."

"Lick it?" Jerri encouraged.

"You lick it, you got one too." The girls looked at each other, back at me, down at the semi turgid pricks they held and up at the owners of said pricks.

"Is ya'll goona fuck wit us, is you." The cook asked.

"Yeah," the mop pusher piped in," canse we take a pick?"

"Up to the ladies." I said.

"Let's go upstairs, the owner he got an apartment and they outta town. Come on." He began moving up the stairs and Jerri who was clasping his dick firmly in her hand followed in a stooped position. Terri let go but stayed close to the bearer of the dick she had been caressing and feeling while it grew longer and stockier. Between her thumb and forefinger she rubbed the precum she had gathered, from the tiny hole in her chosen dicks glans.

Upstairs contained a small apartment. We walked into a living area that was smaller then my bedroom and it had a chair, loveseat, a kitchen and a pantry. Two doors led off of this room. I looked in each and saw a bathroom and a bedroom beyond. The second door opened into a bedroom.

"Look here girls, you've each got a bedroom." Terri sat on the only chair and the man whose dick she'd been playing with stood still looking around uncertainly. I could see he was perplexed and perhaps a little worried that we were running some kind of con on him.

"Terri, take your man in there," I said pointing to one of the doors. She got up went through the door, I signaled to the guy to go with her. Hesitantly he went through the door. Jerri was leaning against a wall and I saw she had let go of the other guy's dick. He stood still with his limp dick hanging out. I knew he was uncertain of what to do next.

"Stay here a minute." I told them and went into the bedroom Terri had entered.

"Lie down Terri." I instructed. She got on the bed and I pulled off her shorts leaving her completely nude. "Come here." I told the cook. He walked up to Terri and I took his dick and draped it over Terri's mouth.

"Suck it babe take it down into your throat." She opened her mouth and clamped her lips around the man's dick. As she made sucking motions I could see he was getting aroused.

"Now lie on her and lick her pussy." He did. As I walked out of the room I heard Terri making sucking noises and he had his head buried between her thighs and he was licking like a dog at a water bowl on a hot summer day. In the living room a I caught Jerri's hand and led her to the other bedroom. The man followed.

"Get naked both of you." I told them. They did. "Sit here I told the man and then pushed Jerri to her knees and pressed her mouth to the man's dick. She quickly sucked him in moving her head back and forth and he soon had a huge erection filling up her mouth. Moving back and forth between the two bedrooms I soon had a minor sex orgy taking place. Eventually Jerri's guy pulled her up on the bed and buried his face into her pussy. Soon I had two sixty-niners going.

"Now fuck her." I told each man in turn, but don't cum till I tell you to." In each room a black ass was pumping up and down and the girls were no longer bored and soon they would no longer be horny. I had noticed that one bed was bigger than the other. I interrupted Terri and her man and told them to lie on the other bed next to Jerri and the guy fucking her. They complied Soon I had two couples going at it.

With loud grunts both men got their rocks. "Move ." I told them. Jerri and Terri were lying on their backs and I knew neither one had had an orgasm. I lay between them and began playing with their pussies. Moans came from each of them. Lifting off the bed I rolled Terri over on Jerri. Suddenly two very aroused ladies were face to face and tits to tits and pussy to pussy.

"Kiss her." I told Terri. She hesitated for a second them with a groan she smashed her mouth on Jerri's Jerri kissed her back and began pulling Terri's hips while grinding up at her.

"Eat her." I told Terri. Quickly she slid down the length of Jerri's body and buried her face between Jerri's thighs. Struggling to move Jerri finally shifted her body and soon she had her lips on Terri's pussy. Slurping and licking and sucking each other the girls squirmed all over the bed then with loud grunts and moans they came. Their mutual orgasm shook the bed and the convulsions nearly sent them both crashing to the floor. Looking up I saw both men has stripped nude and were masturbating as they watched the two lovely women eating each other out.

"Fuck'em again, can you?" I asked. They could. As I sensed the black men were nearing their second orgasm I said, "Pull your dicks out and cum in their mouths. Yanking their long black dicks they moved up the girls bodies and presented their loads to the women. Eager mouths opened and sucked industriously on two dark dicks, once again I heard four people having long and loud orgasms.

Back at our place the girls went into each a bathroom and stayed there for a long time. Finally they came out. I had glasses of wine waiting for them. They sat and sipped, not looking at each other.

"Are you ladies still bored and horny?" I asked.

"No," they murmured.

"Would you like to do this again sometime?"

"I guess, yeah okay." I heard.

"Good, I have friends that have swing parties every now and then, they always appreciate new couples. You can come as lovers, alright?"

"But we're not lovers." Terri said.

"Sure you are, Jerri go suck on one of her tits, I know you want to. She did. Terri pretended to resist for a second then she moved her hand down between Jerri's legs. Soon the were once again in the popular sixty nine position.

"You this really well, and I'll let you suck on my monster, I might even fuck both of you." They both made noises letting me know they understood and went at each other with a frenzy.

I was very proud of my girls, they had learned quickly and had jumped right into their new sexuality. I hadn't asked either of them if they thought the black guys had tasted like chocolate. I knew from experience they didn't.

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