We were the "Fearless Five," a name that had meant something in college. Now, we were a quite fearful group of thirty-somethings, with a few divorces, failed careers and broken dreams under our belts. At the moment, we were all single. We had never achieved that perfect "we’re all married" state that we dreamed would involve lots of picnics and kids running around laughing. We were always there for each other, no matter what did or didn’t happen.
The "Five" consists of the acknowledged leader of the group, Desmond, who swears he got the gig because his folks stuck him with an anal name. He’s the smartest, the steadiest, the most reliable, and has the largest collection of fuck films I personally have ever seen. The next, our heart and soul is Jane. Not "Janie" or anything cute. Just Jane. Voted most compassionate person on the planet forever. Then Nick, the group wit. I swear, he could make a corpse laugh. Then Melissa. She’s the cute baby sister we all wish we had. And me. Ricky. They keep me around to pick up the heavy stuff, as they’ve told me since I was 19.
We were sitting around in Des’ apartment having one of our group misery sessions, leaking our souls all over the room, when Nick, ever on the alert to keep us away from the edge, got up and popped Des’ newest addition to his collection into the machine. The screen lit up, and all heads swiveled toward the sight of a group of people doing all sorts of things to each other. Nick squinted at the screen. "What the hell is going on?" Desmond lifted the box. "Its about a bunch of people in an office, and one of them starts to fantasize, and then...they’re off. Group fuck in the office." Nick nodded thoughtfully. "That," he said, "explains the copy machine, then." A lithe blonde was making copies of her twat and handing them out.
We watched in silence for a while. I had a hardon, and I suppose one or two of the others might have gotten a little hot, too. I hadn’t gotten laid since...shit, how long had it been? I’d also had a couple of beers, which always relaxes me a little too much. So I wasn’t at all surprised that my hand kind of drifted to my lap and began to stroke gently through my jeans. I thought I was being subtle. Then Nick plopped down on the couch beside me. "You can’t do anything fucking right, can you?" he asked with a straight face. He knocked my hand away and started to stroke my cock more firmly. I just stared at him. Knowing Nick, it was a joke, and he was waiting for me to react in some way so he could grin and say "gotcha!" So I just stared at him, equally blank faced, until I felt my cock swell and throb. I looked down in his lap, and his cock thrust up against his jeans, too. I didn’t know what we were doing, but it was dawning on me it wasn’t a joke. I turned my head to ask Desmond, as years of training had told me to do, and found myself staring at a great pair of tits. I looked up at Jane’s face. Nice normal Jane. Reserved Jane. I looked back at the tits. What a pair of round, tasty globes with hard nipples poking at me. I may have shrugged. I don’t really remember what I felt. I do know my mouth acquired a nipple, my hand got one, too, and then I started to suck and pinch.
Someone was opening my pants and taking them off. Someone else was taking off my shirt. It wasn’t Jane. Her hands were stroking my face as I sucked her tits. And I saw a flash of Desmond’s turquoise and silver ring as his hands came around to strip Jane of her jeans. Once the second great pair of tits started to rub against the back of my head, I figured out where Melissa was. Which meant that the mouth fastened on my cock belonged to Nick. I opened one eye and stared down at him. It was one lusty, enthusiastic blowjob, done with an amazing amount of skill. It’s hard to think when you’re sucking a great pair of tits while someone else sucks your cock, so I didn’t try.
I turned my head to give some attention to Melissa’s gorgeous rack, and for one startling second thought Jane had grown a huge, hairy pair of balls. I looked again, and discovered they belonged to Desmond, who was pumping his cock in her pussy from behind. She bent over to let Des thrust deeper, and sweet lady, sucked my left nipple that immediately hardened in her mouth. I took Melissa’s nipple in for a solid suck, and slid my fingers up into her hot, wet cunt. My thumb found her hard clit and she rocked against my hand, moaning. Nick rubbed the head of his cock against my calf, which is a kind of a hairy, muscular thing. I wondered how pleasant that could feel until I felt the trail of precum he left. Pleasant enough I guess.
It was Desmond, of course, who got the furniture pushed back and got us all on the floor. Jane and Melissa went at each other’s pussies, making each other cum, as the three of us sat and stroked out cocks and watched. We then laid the ladies side be side, and all three of us sucked some snatch, going from one to the other, getting a nice taste of both. Juicy, juicy pussies.
Nick stroked his swollen red cock and looked at me. I knew he wouldn’t ask. I was grateful for that. I couldn’t admit I wanted his cock in my mouth. I could lean over and suck him, and I did, I just didn’t want to talk about it. I tasted his precum, which was more pleasing than I had expected, and caused my own cock to ooze. It oozed into someone’s mouth, but I that point I had no idea whose. I sucked the throbbing cock, and ran my hands over his balls, squeezing gently, getting hotter and hotter, conveniently able to blame it on whichever hot mouth was attached to my rod. I gave what I thought was a fist-rate suck job to Nick, and judging from his gasping, wiggling reaction, I was right. "Uh...Rick," he said. "I’m going to cum. Be careful. Uh...you don’t have to let it cum in your mouth." I raised my head, looked him straight in the eye, and announced loudly "I want you to cum in my mouth." Well...he didn’t. He damn near came up my nose, though. He was so stunned at what I said that he just shot his load straight up, pulse after pulse of long white streams that covered my chin, my face, my chest and Melissa who had been intently watching my cock sucking debut. He flopped over oh his back. "Motherfuckingshitbastard," he said.
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"That means he loved it," said the mouth sucking my cock. I looked down through my arms. "Thank you, Desmond. I never would have figured that out without you." He closed his teeth on the tip of my cock, which had an effect in reverse of what he expected. I gave him a nice little load of precum for his efforts, and said "suck it, bitch." He took me so deep into his mouth I was afraid he’d choke.
Sweet Melissa took it upon herself to lick me clean of Nick’s cum, a job she took quite seriously. I hadn’t realized that she was gathering a good mouthful until she turned and kissed Nick, giving him back his cum.
Then she settled down to suck gently on his flaccid penis, purring like a kitten as she fingered herself to repeated orgasms.
Jane took it upon herself to relieve me of my one remaining cherry. At first, she kissed and nibbled at my ass, causing me to moan happily. Then her tongue became more urgent, flicking up and down my crack. Des had a good grip on my balls so I couldn’t thrust my ass back. Nick raised his head and grinned at me. "It’s ‘say it out loud’ time, my man," he chuckled. Fuck, I thought. I took a deep breath. "Jane, be a love and eat my ass," I said. She tongue fucked me to a level I’d never reached before. Just when I thought I couldn’t take anymore, she gently inserted a finger in my pucker and fucked me with it. Des’ grip on my balls held me back, as his mouth sucked me harder and harder. I intended to do the gentlemanly thing, as Nick had done, and announce my orgasm, but it didn’t work out that way. Jane had gone to two fingers, and my ass was in ecstasy. My impossibly swollen cock just let go and delivered its load into Des’ mouth. The realization that he was gobbling up my cum made it more intense and I kept throbbing and pulsing as Jane fucked my ass hard.
The next thing I knew, which was who knows how much later, I was on the floor cuddled against Nick and Melissa watching Desmond fuck Jane’s ass doggie-style. I thought he might be giving it to her a little too hard, until I looked closely at her face. That was a happy woman. That was a happy woman having a BIG orgasm. That was a happy woman with a man pumping about a quart of cum up her ass. They howled like animals and fell over in a heap.
The "Fearless Five" found the cure for the miseries that day. Now, when life gets to be too much, and we can’t take the shit anymore, we get together and fuck the hell out of each other. Hey...it works.
