Cal, Oz and the six-sum

 

Oz, Cal and I did eventually connect for 3somes, but for the most part it was more 1 on 1 with each of them.  We also formed a little neighbourhood club, of sorts.  There were six of us in this club, we never gave it a name, I don’t think we even consciously formed it, It is just that we had each been playing with each other and just decided to come together and do it jointly.

A day came that found all of us sitting around Oz’s house and we started to get silly, then raunchy and soon we were all naked.  Jill, with her pert little breasts and thin waist, Diane with her full breast and curvy hips, Kelly had massive tits.  Oz and Diane were something of a couple and Jill and I had started fooling around, Kelly wasn’t connected, sexually to any of us guys, but had been having sex with Jill. 

Before we got naked, we started to play a truth or dare game that ended up with someone taking a piece of clothing of each round. Cal was the first one naked, showing off his soft uncut cock framed by his ginger pubes, followed closely by Kelly, who it turns out was completely shaved and with her pussy lips already glistening. Oz went next, he was already hard, and we all stared at his hard cock, surrounded by his wild bush of black hair, then me, fluffed by not hard. Jill went next and took the time to insert a few fingers into herself. She fed them to me, and her taste was amazing.  I wanted more.

As the winner, the last one with clothes on, Diane got to name her prize.  The person and the act of her choosing.  She chose me to eat her out, so I slipped off her shorts and got between her legs and began to explore.  My fingers and tongue dove into her with a passion.  She gets very wet, and I lapped up every bit of the juice that I could. Oz was a little put out, and wanted in, but she said if he wants a taste, he’ll have to sample it off my tongue. 

So, he and I kissed, tongues in each other’s mouths. Him striving for a taste of her. Jill was now stroking Cal, and Kelly had several fingers buried in her pussy.  Diane reached out and took my hand and placed it on Oz’s cock, still rock hard. I felt that familiar hardness and wrapped my fingers around it.  Diane grabbed my now hard cock and start stroking me, she began kissing us both.  Kelly and Jill had moved to share Cal’s cock between them, and he was moaning loudly. 

Oz is a quick cummer, always has been, so I had learned during out play how to make him last and before he could shoot all over my hand, I let him go and began to concentrate on Diane, Jill came over and took my cock in her mouth. Poor Oz was left hanging, literally. His hard cock swinging but I guess Diane knew, too, how fast he could cum, so she made him wait too.

I fucked Jill, while Oz came behind me and slipped his cock into my ass. Diane was now busily fucking Cal, while he ate Kelly’s pussy.

We swapped partners, male-male, male-female, female-female, and every combination we could in the next couple of hours. We did have to make ourselves stop and clean up Oz’s house before his parents got home.

That was our first group play scene and we continued as a group and singly for the next several months, before life pulled us apart.  University, jobs and other responsibilities got in the way.  Soon it was back to Oz and I and we just never stopped being fuck buddies, at least for many, many years, that is.

I’ve recently reconnected with Cal, but just as old friends, we haven’t rekindled our sexual past, in fact neither has brought it up.  I often wonder about the girls, I’ve haven’t seen them in decades but I still think about those three beauties and the things they each showed me.

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