Now my girlfriend and her friend Cathy have an interesting hobby. They like to go to bars, entice and show off for guys and then leave them high and dry as they leave with their boyfriends. Well at least my girlfriend Molly leaves with me, Cathy usually leaves with whichever of the bar patrons she has picked out for the evening.

I keep telling them that this behavior will eventually get them in trouble, and this story is just how much they trouble they got into, and dragged me into it too.

First, Molly and Cathy share a few attributes. They are both blond, cute and stacked. I know Molly is a 38DD because I have sucked and kissed them on many a date. I also know Cathy’s DD too, because one afternoon, after Molly and I got up off the rug in Cathy’s apartment, Cathy would let us meet there because it was a convenient spot to get together, I found a 38DD demi-bra under the couch and asked Molly if she was doing someone else in the apartment?

Not that Molly would be adverse to that, in the past, before me, Molly would be out with a different guy every night. Since me, I only know of one other, her boss, but that’s another story. She simply told me he couldn’t resist her boobs so she had to give him a tit-fuck, but she insisted that was as far as it went.

I can believe her because again, B4 ME, she said every guy wanted access to her boobs. I on the other hand, when we first met, went straight for her pussy. She liked that I was different and since then we have been mostly together.

I have always felt lucky to be with Molly. I just an ordinary middle-aged thirty-five year old guy, blond with blue eyes and I have a decent physique. I travel a lot so I can only get together with Molly when I am around, but I try to make that often enough to keep her happy. She does like the fact that I treat her like a lady when we are out in public and like a whore in the bedroom. She also likes my six foot one height, my sports car and the fact that I spare no expense on her.

Why not, she is my only steady girlfriend and I like taking her out.

She loves sex and whenever or wherever we are, she likes to get naked and do everything, except anal. She was attacked by her ex-husband and he raped her ass. She ended up in the Emergency Room and needed stitches, so needless to say, that hole is off limits.

So anyway, Molly said the bra was Cathy’s. They bought them together on their last shopping trip. I believed her and the next time I saw Cathy, she showed me that she was wearing the same demi push-up. Not that her melons needed any pushing, but that’s how these girls are when they go out.

They like to play games. They will go to a bar, shoot pool or some find some other game that showcases their cleavage and their ample boobs, then call me and Molly would laugh and leave with me. If Cathy couldn’t find anything interesting, she would leave too claiming that I deserved a menage a trios. Not that I ever got one, Molly liked me all to herself.

So this one Saturday afternoon, I get this call from Molly saying she and Cathy are in this bar in a nearby town. We have been there before, a standard small town bar and grill, complete with darts and a pool table. Its near a park where Molly and I have gone before and got it on.

She said Cathy drove her car and Molly now wanted to get laid, so she wanted me to come to the bar.

I got there and it was exactly like so many times before, Molly and Cathy shooting pool against two biker looking guys with a few others watching the girls boobs hang out with every shot. You could almost see the guys drool as Cathy or Molly leaned over the table, usually facing one or two of the big biker dudes and flashing their tits.

Two typical biker guys were holding cues and gaping at the skin on display. Actually, Cathy and Molly were pretty good pool players, and this being a short bar table, they were knocking their solid colored balls into the pockets like two little hustlers. As I sat on one of the empty bar stools, I could see Cathy line up the six ball and neatly bank it into a side pocket.

There were lots of empty bar stools and tables. Saturday afternoon on a hot summer day was obviously not a popular time for bar business. There was an older guy at the far end of the bar, drooling into his beer as he stared at Molly’s ass. Her ass was tightly wrapped in a pair of red short shorts and she was waving it back and forth as it was now her turn to shoot.

Three other guys, one an obvious biker, like the two pool shooters, decked out in leathers and festooned with motorcycle club regalia, were seated at a table next to the pool table. They were intently studying Cathy’s tits and ass. She was showing lots of skin wearing her tight pink short shorts and white halter top.

The other two seated at the biker table were dressed in leather pants and tee shirts. They, together with the motorcycle club decked out trio were the obvious owners of the five motorcycles parked in front of the bar.

Just as Molly finished sinking the eight ball into the called pocket, another bank shot, she turned and squealed out, “Hi Hank.”

She bobbled over to the bar, kissed me full on the lips and said, “I want you to meet Larry, Moe and Curly. We just finished beating them in four games of eight-ball.”

The fatter one, I think the one she called “Curly,” interestingly enough he was completely bald, waddled over to the bar, still holding his cue.

“Hey, ain’t you gonna give us a chance to win one?” he asked Molly.

She said that now that I was there, she had to go.

Immediately, there were sour faces on all the guys in the bar. Clearly, the two hot blondes were the the most exciting thing they had seen in that place in years.

Cathy piped up from finishing her break shot, “I’ll stick around for a while, I’m having fun.” All the faces, including the older bartender’s smiled in unison.

With that, Molly and I left in my little red sports car and drove the short distance to a nearby park.

We parked in a tiny parking lot and walked down a trail to a picnic spot we knew that was pretty secluded.

A short distance down this narrow path there was a small clearing and the trail then continued into the woods to a large parking area just beyond. The small clearing had a large picnic table, two large benches and a large fallen tree trunk that was about the same height off the ground as the picnic table. We never saw anyone at this spot because there was a larger picnic area on the other side of the larger parking lot, right up against a pretty lake. That was the popular place.

This little clearing in the woods was ringed by massive pine trees whose lower boughs reached the ground. These boughs formed a tent-like structure and if you ducked in-between them, there was a large round clear spot circling the tree trunk. This round pine bough tent had a soft pine needle floor and was a perfect little hiding spot for two people. Others walking down the trail, and we had never seen anyone come through this particular trail, could not see someone tucked under the boughs.

We knew this spot and as soon as we entered our pine tent, Molly had her top off and was dropping her shorts to the ground. She tugged at my shorts and soon had her mouth wrapped around my rod.

She sucked and sucked, running her tongue around the tip in slow circles as she applied suction. Then she stopped that and began pumping my dick in and out of her mouth. Going all the way from the tip to the base so that my balls slapped her chin when she bottomed out. At the same time she took my hands and placed them on her tits.

I rolled her nipples between my fingers and she moaned as I gently tugged on each one, alternating right then left then right again. Back and forth, pulling her nipples straight out and then back again. She pumped and pumped and at the same time pushed her tits into my hands pressing them up against my palms over and over.

She withdrew from my dick, looked up at me and asked me if I liked her tits.

I told her I did but that I also liked her lips and drew her up to me and kissed her deeply. She moaned into my mouth and then brushed past my ear and told me how much she liked that I didn’t want her just for her tits.

I have always had the feeling that other guys just wanted her DD’s and not much else. I whispered back that there were other parts of her I liked too and reached down between her legs.

I could always understand why guys liked her tits. Molly was about five foot three, so her DD’s really stuck out, so to speak. Cathy on the other hand had the exact same sized boobs, but on her five foot nine body, they almost looked normal sized. Still pretty impressive, but not as much of a visual impact as Molly’s big boobs bouncing around.

As I slid down Molly’s flat stomach and started to lick her between those luscious lower lips, I slid a couple of fingers into her and started to curl them towards her G-spot. I had learned quickly where that was so I could get her off really fast if I wanted and if she wanted too. As I licked, she moaned more and more. I reached around and grabbed her ass and squeezed a nice tight cheek. She started to stiffen a little and I knew not to get too close to that other hole.

Molly had only one negative quirk, she didn’t like any play with her asshole. Actually it was much stronger than that, she would jump up, scream and run away if I came even close to touching her there.

Her ex, before he was her ex, one night came home drunk and decided it was time to rape her ass. So he rolled her over as she slept and fucked her ass. Molly told me all this one night over drinks, as calmly as telling a story about a shopping trip.

He screwed her all night long as she screamed and tried to beat him off with her fists. He rolled her over and did her from the front too, just so he could slap her tits and twist her nipples. He wrapped his big hands around her neck and actually started to choke her. She almost passed out, but the pain in her ass was too much to allow her go go unconscious.

He was a big man and had a big dick. She told me she couldn’t take all of him in her pussy and never could get as much as the head of his prick in her mouth, it was so big.

She called another friend, Cindy and Cindy picked her up and drove her to the hospital. Molly needed quite a few stitches and they wanted her to report the attack, but she was too scared. Cindy took her to Betty, Molly’s Mom’s house and she stayed there.

Now Molly’s ex was mob-connected so the first two lawyers she called were too frightened to take on the divorce case. The last one did and got her through it, but had his tires slashed and his car trashed a few times during all the proceedings. Cindy and Cathy had updated me on all this when I recognized Molly’s last name and told them I wasn’t going to date her. I liked living at the time and didn’t want any mob-delivered broken bones.

But they told me that shortly after the divorce was final, her old man finally got what was coming to him when he raped the daughter of one of the mob higher ups. Later found the asshole shot to death in a burning car. He stuck that big dick into the wrong hole that time for sure.

So, Molly has this very sensitive thing about her asshole.

As I moved my hand from the forbidden area, she started to cum in my mouth. She pressed her body up against my face and grabbed my head with both her hands. She ground my face into her crotch by pushing my head into her as strongly as she could.

As she started to come down, I broke away just long enough to get the blanket I brought from the car and spread it out on the bed of pine needles. I laid her down on her back and slid up along her side, up to her lips and kissed her as I held her in my arms.

She leaned up to my ear and told me to fuck her over and over again.

So I did. I slowly lifted up and spread her legs with my knee. Then I slid up between them and started to rub my cock along the outside of her pussy. I could feel her two lips alongside my prick as I slid it up and down her wet silt. The tip of my cock was rubbing up against her clit and it was starting to drive her wild. She grabbed my shoulders, her palms flat against my shoulder blades and pulled me closed and closer. I reached out my chin and kissed her and she told me how I was driving her wild. Just then she came for the second time, her pelvis thrusting up at me over and over again.

Put it in she told me, put it in hard she ordered. So I slid down just a little and let the head of my cock enter her. She was so wet I slid right up inside. One thrust bottomed me out against her cervix. Pump me she whispered.

So in and out I went. She now wrapped her legs around my back and lifted her ass up each time I thrust forward. My hands were flat against the blanket supporting my upper torso just above her, but each time she thrust forward, her stiff nipples would brush against my chest. Her whole upper body would shudder at the top of each thrust.

It didn’t take long before I was pumping sperm into her. Each thrust brought a new stream into her pussy and she started to cum again as she moaned with each thrust.

Finally she held the upward thrust position, her back arched and her feet now flat against the ground. She was panting as she said she was cumming, something I had already determined. I held my deep inside her position as I could feel her pussy milk my cock of any remaining fluid.

She flattened out and as she did I slid out of her. As she started to come down, she reached out and stroked my cock, a sure way to re-stiffen the shaft, especially after seeing her and Cathy in the bar working everyone including me up to a sexual frenzy.

She told me how she loved the fact that I stayed hard after fucking her so that we could go at it again and she rolled over, lifted her ass into the air and told me to fuck her again.

It was only recently that she would let me fuck her from behind, knowing that I would never approach her asshole. She actually would grab my cock from underneath and stick it in her pussy for me, but I liked to drag it into her hole by sliding it up between her lips like I did from the missionary position, poking her clit with the tip and then sliding it into her.

As I bottomed out, I was kneeling behind her, with my back straight upright. I pumped in and out a few times, holding onto her hips as I slid in and out. Then I leaned over and started to grab her tits.

She asked if I needed something to hold onto and I said yes as I started to slide in and out harder and harder.

This time, she took a little longer to moan and tell me that she was cumming, but she did, shaking her ass from side to side, further pushing me close to another orgasm.

As I started to really build, she slid out from under me, rotated around and started to suck me into her mouth. I told her that I was about to cum, so she took my dick and wrapped her tits around it. On the upstroke she would lick the tip, and suck on it a little, then let it slide down to between her big mounds.

I couldn’t take too much of that so I started to cum between her tits. She squealed how much she loved that and how my stuff would keep her skin so soft and tender.

As my dick, now really empty, dropped from between her tits, I slid down and hugged her wet chest up to mine. We kissed.

She told me how great it was and I was about to tell her how much I enjoyed it when we heard the sounds of motorcycle engines approaching.

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