The Singles

MELISSA The weather took a turn for the dismal towards the end of July. Overcast skies, cooler temperatures, rain, rain, and more rain. The cool nights were still enjoyable, as we were able to enjoy the hot tub, but rainy nights robbed us of even that indulgence, so many evenings were spent watching movies on the couch. In spite of our best efforts, Audrey quickly became the "mom" of the house; every time I turned around she was cooking or cleaning something, no matter how many times we told her to go relax and someone else would take care of it; I guess old habits die hard. She seemed to be settling in well though even though she and I didn't get many opportunities to talk. I was working some evenings, and when I had a free evening, Darren and I usually used the time productively in the spare bedroom or one of ours. Or occasionally the hot tub, recreating our first encounter at the beach. Imogen and Audrey seemed to be spending a lot of time together, which was good to see; I didn't want either of them feeling left out of the group, and I hadn't been seeing much of Imogen for the past couple weeks, even at work. However, Thursday saw us taking our lunch breaks at the same time, so we decided to go grab a bite together. "You and Audrey seem to be getting along well," I commented over our soup-and-sandwiches. "I see you guys hanging out a lot back at the house." Imogen looked almost defensive for some reason. "Yeah, I guess," she answered. "I have to find someone to socialize with while you and Darren are holed up in one of the bedrooms." I couldn't help blushing a bit at that one; we'd been going at it pretty steadily after ending our break. "At least you've been nice enough to work a few evenings. Gives me a chance to take my turn at him." That last was delivered with a wink and a smile. "For a while there I was starting to think you wanted him all to yourself!" I thought about that for a minute. I had been monopolizing Darren's nights, even after encouraging Imogen so strongly to indulge her own desires with him if she wanted. "We'd better be careful," I said jokingly. "Between the two of us, we might break our toy. Then we'll both be out of luck!" "Well, not completely," Imogen said quietly. She looked like she was about to add something, but changed her mind. "Oh, Darren's birthday is coming up this weekend, isn't it?" "Saturday, yes," I told her. "I was actually going to talk to you about making some plans." "Well, I have an idea," she said carefully. "If you're up for it, I was thinking the two of us could give him a 'special night' together, if you know what I mean. Like we did once before." My eyebrows shot up at that one. Our two-on-one with Darren at the beach and after had been a crazy wild experience. Afterward, I had thought Imogen was a little weird about it, since she'd seemed to be avoiding me, but perhaps I'd been mistaken. "You naughty girl," I said with a laugh. "You know, I think he might enjoy that present. I think I might too, actually; that was really hot last time!" "I know," she said. "I can't get it out of my head. It kinda freaked me out for a while, but looking back at it now it just seems exciting. So you'd be up for that then?" "Absolutely. We just need to work out the details." As it turned out, Imogen had already made a plan for the Saturday evening. Dinner and some drinks, then back home where we'd spring our little surprise. Clearly she'd been thinking about it for a while, just waiting for a chance to discuss it with me. "I wonder what Audrey would think of us doing this," I wondered out loud. "You might be surprised," Imogen replied. "She'd already figured out that you and I take our turns with Darren, and she thinks it's great that we're all so relaxed about it. You saw how she was fine with me streaking through the living room when she first met us, and how she had no problem with us all getting naked in the hot tub. Just because she's old enough to be your mother doesn't automatically make her a prude! Anyway, it doesn't matter. She'd already made dinner plans with some friends, so she'll be out for most of the night. She told me she's sorry to miss Darren's party, but her plans were already made before she knew, so she's not going to feel left out." "That's good. I hate the thought of her feeling like she's an outsider here. We're going to have to make some plans for the four of us from time to time." "Or you could spend some time with her yourself, getting to know her. Instead of just jumping on Darren as soon as you get home." "I guess you're right," I admitted. "I don't know, lately I'm just..." "A walking hormone?" Imogen finished for me. "Don't worry, I know exactly how you feel. I just can't seem to get enough lately either." She gave me a serious look. "I really think we need to start looking for another housemate of the male variety. Before we wear that poor guy out!" We both laughed at that. Saturday couldn't come soon enough. We'd decided to give Darren a bit of time to rest up for the big day, which unfortunately meant I spent two nights alone in my bed, thoughts of the weekend's events to come running through my head. I kept picturing Imogen's lovely body sprawled out beside me, her legs wrapped around Darren's head while he stroked steadily into my sopping wet pussy. I relived riding him while she sat on his face, facing me. I resisted the urge to pleasure myself, knowing that if I held off, the night to come would be that much more exciting. Audrey left for her own dinner out first, presenting Darren with a wrapped bundle before she left. The bundle proved to be a collection of "bachelor" trinkets from a local novelty store, and she left with a smile and a hug. A few minutes later, we were ready to go. Imogen and I had decided to go all out for this, so we were both dressed to kill; I had paired a mid-length black skirt with a ruffled top in a blue that contrasted well with my pale skin, while Imogen wore a single piece that should have been illegal! Hemline that required a great deal of care while sitting or, dare I say, bending; a neckline that plunged almost out of existence; fitting like a second skin, and the colour! A brilliant sparkling green that accented her red hair to perfection. Darren's jaw practically hit the floor when he saw us (well, her!), although I have to say, dressed up as he was in shirt and tie, I just about jumped him right then and there, plans be damned! Dinner was at one of Winnipeg's finest steakhouses, and it was most definitely worth the price, in spite of the fact that I was finding it difficult to concentrate on the meal. Imogen was flirting outrageously, nearly pouring herself out of her dress more than once, but I held my own with an occasional touch on Darren's thigh, or running my bare foot up his pant leg now and then. Somehow we made it through the appetizers, dinner, drinks, and dessert, without causing too much of a scene -- although I was a little worried I might be leaving a puddle on my chair when we left -- but the anticipation was killing me by the time we were back in the car to head home. "That was fantastic," Darren was saying as he started the car. "Thank you so much. Where to now?" "Home," Imogen answered immediately. "We have your present waiting for you. And it's not something that should be left waiting too long." "Sounds good." The drive home passed in silent anticipation, Imogen and I breathless at the thought of what was about to happen, and Darren wondering what we could possibly have in store for him (although I'm pretty sure he'd guessed it didn't involve a lot of clothing). At last, he pulled into the driveway, and we ushered him into the house. "So, where's my present?" he asked with a grin. "Just be patient," I told him, moving in for a kiss, which he returned eagerly. I released him just as Imogen moved in behind him and slipped a blindfold over his eyes. "It's a surprise," she whispered in his ear, slipping around to give him a kiss as well. We led him carefully up the stairs, step by step until he stood in the middle of the spare room. This time Imogen held his attention with a rather energetic lip-lock, while I slid in behind him. Reaching under his arms, I gave him a quick squeeze while Imogen loosened his tie, then I started on his shirt buttons. He groaned in anticipation as the shirt slid off his back, then we traded places, sliding our fingertips teasingly across his chest and back as we went. She hugged him from behind, running her hands across his chest, teasing his neck and ears with kisses, while I went to work on his belt. In minutes, Darren stood naked between us, and after a quick fondle of his goods, we got him settled in the middle of the king-sized bed. I climbed up on the bed on one side, and Imogen on the other, but when he reached up to caress our bodies in turn, we stopped him. "Not yet," I whispered in his ear. I guided his hand teasingly across one breast before sliding the soft leather strap onto his wrist, as Imogen did the same to his other hand. "You stay there and just enjoy yourself, ok?" He didn't seem to be complaining, and soon his feet were tied as well, and we looked down at our handiwork: our own hunky housemate blindfolded and immobilized, spread-eagled on the bed, there for us to use as we saw fit. I wondered idly who would get the most enjoyment out of this present! Imogen started the fun, slipping the top of her dress off her shoulders as she climbed up on the bed to kiss him, then sliding her nipples across his lips, one after the other. He tried to catch one in his mouth, but she pulled back, teasing him again and again with her closeness. I began at his feet, slowly kissing and caressing my way up his legs toward his manhood, which was already standing at full attention. When I grabbed his shaft and squeezed gently, he lifted his hips off the bed and groaned, clearly highly aroused by the joint attention. Darren wasn't the only one getting aroused. I was already at the squirming point just out of anticipation (our first all-together experience had been hot as hell), and seeing him reacting to my touch -- and Imogen's teasing -- was turning me on even more. I felt my panties starting to grow damp, so I reached up under my skirt to slip them off, tossing them to Imogen who took the hint and held them up so Darren could get a good sniff. "See what you're doing to poor Melissa?" she chided him. "She's getting all turned on and wet down there. And I think I'm in the same state. You're going to have to do something about that soon." "I intend to," Darren answered, grunting a bit as I continued to stroke his thighs and cock. "But that doesn't appear to be my choice to make at the moment." "Well, if you're not going to take care of us, we'll have to make sure you're just as hot and bothered as we are," she continued. With that, she began kissing her way across his chest toward his straining member. I beat her to it, sliding my lips over the head as she reached his navel. "Oh, yeah," Darren groaned in approval as I started sucking in earnest. I'd given him head often enough in the past two months that I had a pretty good idea how he liked it, and in no time he was starting to thrust against my face as he felt his orgasm approaching. But I had no intention of letting him cum just yet, so I stopped and began teasing his balls instead. He made a disappointed noise, but sucked his breath in with a hiss as Imogen's mouth took the place of mine. Once again, his body betrayed his arousal, and, as I had, Imogen stopped short of letting him finish. "You two are cruel, you know that?" Darren groaned at us. "All for a good cause," I answered, shooting Imogen a wink. "I hope you've been paying attention, Darren, because it's time to find out how well you know us. You have to guess!" With that, she slid her lips back down onto his cock, sucking vigourously for a few seconds before stopping. We waited in silence until Darren finally clued in. "Imogen," he guessed confidently. Without giving him an answer, she went back down on him, this time paying a little more attention to the head. "Ok, so that's Melissa now," Darren ventured. Imogen and I laughed silently at each other, then I took a turn. "Imogen again." Darren clearly thought we were just taking turns. I was just about to take another turn when a movement caught my eye. I turned to look, and there was Audrey standing in the doorway, dressed in a silky red robe! When the fuck had she come home? However, Imogen followed my gaze, and waved her in without so much as blinking, and I knew I'd been set up as much as Darren; this had clearly been part of Imogen's plan all along! Imogen quickly motioned me to continue before we lost the rhythm, so I dove in, this time using my tongue and teeth in a technique that I knew drove him crazy. "Ok, now I know that's Melissa!" I moved back to let Imogen in for a turn, but wasn't entirely surprised when Audrey wiggled into position with an excited, slightly embarrassed look on her face. She touched Darren's prick tentatively with her fingers, then went for it, sliding her soft lips slowly over him. I wondered how many times she'd had her mouth on a dick since her husband had passed. Darren was completely thrown for a loop by the new technique. "Melissa?" he ventured, although this time it was clearly just a guess. We kept him guessing a little while longer, getting him completely confused -- and highly frustrated, judging by his twitching and hissing -- before I finally decided to have mercy on him. I took him as deep as I could and sucked hard as I slid my lips back up his shaft, tickling the underside with my tongue. Three strokes like that, and I was rewarded with a mouthful while he twitched and groaned his release. "So, Darren," Imogen said. "Now that we have you warmed up, are you ready for the next course?" "Bring it on," he replied, his persistent erection backing up his confidence. Imogen waved me toward the head of the bed while she grabbed a condom and started to roll it on. I was past ready for some intimate attention, so I tossed my clothes on the floor, eagerly straddled Darren's head, and pressed my wide-open pussy lips down onto his waiting mouth. His tongue flicked out to intercept my clit, and I did my best to hold back a groan at the jolt of pleasure that shot through my body. My breath hissed through my teeth and I grabbed the headboard for support as he dug in, eating me with an intensity he rarely showed when we were alone together. I felt the bed shift behind me, and looked back to see Audrey, her robe wide open over her nude body, carefully lowering herself onto Darren's cock, her face a mask of anticipation. Her mouth fell open and her shoulders shook as she slowly slid down, taking his hardness deep inside her. Imogen was sitting off to the side, one hand roaming her bare chest and the other up under her dress as she watched the scene taking place in front of her. Darren's tongue was really having an effect on me, and I fought back another moan, facing forward again so I could concentrate on what I was doing. I rocked back and forth on Darren's face as his tongue continued to work every inch of my dripping pussy, then froze as his lips closed over my swollen clit. My body shook with a mini-orgasm, and I lifted myself out of his reach before the sensation became too much. My body was still on fire though, nowhere near ready to stop, so I turned around to watch the show, lowering myself back down on Darren's face. When I felt him invade my insides, I let out a moan in spite of myself. Imogen was completely naked now, leaning against the wall as she slowly touched herself, clearly enjoying the show. I was enjoying the view as well, to be honest, watching Audrey roll her hips in all directions, grinding her body against Darren's, her breathing becoming more ragged as her arousal built. Usually Darren has excellent staying power after cumming the first time, but that night the anticipation and our combined assault clearly had his arousal in overdrive. I was just approaching a real orgasm when he suddenly bucked, lifting Audrey off the bed as he let loose inside her, then settled back on the bed. I climbed off him and gave him a quick kiss as Imogen glided up and carefully removed the blindfold. The look on Darren's face when he realized who was still parked on his dick was priceless. "Who, wha...Audrey!?" he gasped. Audrey smiled down at him and slowly climbed off as Imogen and I untied the restraints. "Imogen told me you wouldn't mind," she said slowly, her accent betraying her nervousness. "She said it was time I had a turn, if I wanted. I thought, much better present than a box full of knickknacks." "No, I don't mind at all, I'm just surprised," he managed. "I really wasn't expecting that!" "Good to know," Imogen cut in. "As long as you realize we're not done with you yet." "That's right," I said. "You left something unfinished when you got your own rocks off, so you'd better get up for action again soon!" With that, Imogen and I attacked his softened cock while Audrey watched, and soon enough Little Darren was coming back to life. By this point, my body was screaming for attention, so I lay back on the bed and spread my legs wide for him. When he filled me and began pumping steadily, my body responded instantly. I moaned out loud and pulled him tightly against me as I felt the orgasmic rush building up inside me again. Darren's pace increased as my moans grew louder, and I felt like I was floating outside myself, hearing my screams in my own ears. I opened my eyes and realized it wasn't just my own moans I was hearing. Imogen was sprawled on the bed beside me, tossing her head from side to side with Audrey's head nestled between her thighs. It was the hottest thing I'd ever seen, and I dug my fingernails into Darren's shoulders as my orgasm thundered through me. When it subsided, I was spent, and I put my hand on Darren's chest to stop him. We sat back and rested for a bit, watching as Audrey continued to pleasure our friend. As always, Imogen's sound effects were impressive, a little like an air raid siren, winding up in volume and pitch as her arousal grew; it was clear from Imogen's reaction that this was not the first time Audrey had gone down on her. Which explained why those two had been spending so much time together lately!! I felt Darren's still-hard cock twitching slightly against my ass, but my body wasn't quite ready for another round yet, so instead he nuzzled into my neck as he reached across my body to squeeze one of Imogen's gorgeous tits. She turned her head to smile at us between gasps of pleasure, then surprised me by grabbing my hand and pressing it to her other breast. The highly erotic mood in the room did away with any discomfort I might have felt, so I went with it, squeezing and kneading her soft flesh as she relished the added stimulation. Going along with my next impulse seemed only natural, and when I leaned over and took her nipple in my mouth, she grabbed my hair and held my head tightly to her chest. Part of me still couldn't believe what was happening. First the group action, then Imogen with a woman's head between her legs, and now I was fondling a woman's chest! Another part of me was just enjoying the ride, reminding me that this was just the natural extension of my previous tag-team with Imogen and Darren. I told both parts of my mind to shut the hell up and just let me have some fun with my friends! Imogen groaned again as Audrey continued to eat her out mercilessly. The hand tangled in my hair was suddenly pushing me away, and as I shifted position to follow her hand, Imogen twisted her head to return the favour I had been doing her, and for the first time I felt a woman's lips on my own tits. I was rapidly reaching full arousal again, and reached behind me to give Darren's very patient tool a promising squeeze. However, before I could guide it back to my waiting snatch, Imogen wailed in orgasm, pushing Audrey's head almost roughly away and sitting up on the bed. "Darren!" She commanded. "Right now!" She rolled over onto hands and knees, her face once again landing in my cleavage, but as Darren got into position behind her, she looked up and we made eye contact for what felt like an eternity. Reaction came almost before understanding; I wriggled up closer to the headboard as Imogen pushed Darren backward with her hips, working her way down across my abdomen, and before I knew it there was a soft, wet tongue on my clit! Oh. My. God. Darren was good, possibly the best I'd had to that point, but there was something so intensely erotic about having a woman's tongue on me that the sensation just blew me away, in spite of Imogen's inexperienced fumblings. She got even clumsier as Darren fell into a hard, pounding rhythm behind her, but she quickly found the important spots, and in no time I was gasping in pleasure. Not wanting to be left out, Audrey moved in beside me and started kissing, licking, and squeezing my aching breasts, driving me through the ceiling with pleasure. I lost track of time after that, but we certainly didn't slow down. After Imogen's tongue brought me to an earth shattering orgasm, and she collapsed on top of me having received her own courtesy of Darren's pounding, I found myself riding Audrey's face as Darren knelt between her thighs, stroking steadily into her, squishing with her wetness. I rolled around in a tangle with Imogen as Audrey gave Darren another taste of her oral skills, bringing him back to life after his third round of the evening. And for the finale, we managed to all squeeze onto the bed in a chain, Audrey riding Imogen's face this time, Darren giving me all he had doggie-style, and my face buried in Imogen's dripping pussy. Imogen was cumming almost continuously, drenching my face in her juices, which only turned me on more than I thought possible. When Darren slammed into me like a madman, filling me with his cum after what felt like hours of heaven, it was all I could take. I screamed and convulsed in one of the strongest orgasms of my life, then collapsed in a heap with the others on the bed. One by one we found comfortable positions on the bed, eventually ending up in a cozy little huddle with Darren in the middle. I kissed him warmly on the mouth as Imogen snuggled into his chest. "Happy birthday, stud," I told him. He just grinned and gave me a squeeze in response. Audrey left us shortly after, blowing us all a kiss as she slipped back into her robe and headed for her own room. Imogen got up a few minutes later, kissing Darren rather thoroughly, then surprising me by doing the same to me. I felt her tongue briefly invade my mouth with a promise of future possibilities, and then she was gone. I cuddled into Darren's chest and fell asleep wondering how I'd managed to find such amazing friends.