“I just saw this asshole slip something into a woman’s drink. He should have a small bottle of something in his left front pocket. Call 911 and have the police check it out.”
They immediately grabbed the other fellow and checked his pocket, finding a small bottle of liquid. They nodded to me and I went back to the young woman at the bar.
“I’m sorry I startled you, Miss. My name is Bryce Harmon. I was noticing you standing up at the bar all by yourself when I saw that fellow put something in your drink. I knew it couldn’t be good. Bartender, please give her another drink, whatever she was having before, my treat.”
I slapped a twenty on the bar. Then added another forty. “In fact, she doesn’t pay for another drink tonight. Miss, please keep your drink in your hand or your eye on it at all times.”
Pivoting to return to my date, she put her hand on my arm. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Are you alone?”
I pointed to the table where Sharon was sitting. She waved her hand. “Actually, I’m on a date with her.”
She got this disappointed look on her face. “Can I tell you a secret?” I asked.
“Sure.”
“The reason I noticed you up at the bar, is that woman challenged me to find another woman to go back to my hotel room for some fun and games. She’s never been with another woman before and thought it might be fun to ease into it by having me there at the same time. Why don’t you join us at our table and if you like what you see and wouldn’t mind a little bisexual fun, you can come back to the room with us. If it’s not for you, no harm, no foul. At least you’ll get a few dances out of one or both of us. I promise we won’t try and spike your drinks.”
She looked back at Sharon who was beckoning us to come.
“I suppose I owe you enough to listen to your offer,” she said. “My name is Becca.”
“Short for Rebecca?”
“That’s right.”
“The other lady is Sharon.” We waited for her drink, then I collected the other forty dollars I’d thrown on the bar and I took her hand and led her to our table.
“Becca, this is Sharon. Sharon, this is Becca. I explained to Becca why I had my eye on her and saw that asswipe spike her drink. She’s not sure where she stands at the moment on joining us, but figured a couple dances and couple drinks wouldn’t hurt her. Sharon is an IT consultant in town for a few weeks on business. I’m recently out of a marriage I never should have been in at all, because I’m not the marrying type. I’m what’s referred to these days, as a player. Sharon might call me a pussy hound, and it’s probably accurate. We’re staying at the Hyatt next door. Neither of us has any expectations of the other except for good sex.
“I tell you all this because I don’t want you to have any expectations for anything other than what I told you. I’m not planning to settle down, so if that’s what you’re looking for, I’m not your man, and you can plainly see, Sharon isn’t a man either, so it is what it is. Please sit.”
I held her chair out for her. She paused a moment, then sat.
“You’ve never been with a woman either?” Becca asked.
“No, but I have been curious and Brick here is offering an opportunity to get with another woman later. I’m kind of intrigued by the possibility, but figured I should have some experience before I commit to it. That’s why I asked him to see if anyone might be interested in going back to the room with us.”
“I thought his name was Bryce.”
“Brick is my nickname. Bryce is my given name.”
“Is Brick any good in bed?” Becca asked Sharon. “You know, in case I can’t make it with a woman.”
“Honey, Brick is so good, you won’t know what hit you. He’s the best sex I ever had. I’m willing to do almost anything he asks. I’m wearing a butt plug in my ass right now so I can try anal sex with him some time. Every time I’ve fucked him, I’ve gotten like six or seven orgasms or more out of the deal. Regardless of how it goes with you and me, you won’t be disappointed.”
“Intriguing.”
“Brick, honey, tell Becca how you can fuck for an hour without cumming.”
“You just told her.”
“I mean how you do it, not that you can do it.”
“When I was in college, I took some Eastern studies and learned about tantric sex. I’ve learned to control my orgasms fairly well. I pretty much cum when I want to. Any more than an hour and your pussy would become too sore, so I usually shoot for an hour, but I could go longer or shorter.”
“You mean you could fuck Becca and I for an hour each without cumming?” Sharon asked.
“I’ve never tried going for two hours, but I imagine so.”
“Oh, Brick, you should tell a girl these things. This is important information. Damn, I feel cheated now.”
I laughed. “Come on, Sharon, you know you’re ready to halt when I cum, even it it’s only for a little rest. Don’t listen to her, Becca. Would you like to dance?”
“You don’t mind, Sharon?” Becca asked.
“I asked him to find you. Be foolish of me to mind now.”
I danced with Becca for two dances, then Sharon for two, then the two girls danced for two dances. I didn’t see them kiss, but they were close enough to rub boobs together. After another drink apiece, I danced with Becca for two more.
Finally, Sharon said, “Becca, I don’t know about you, but I’m getting horny. I think it’s time to decide if you want the best fuck of your life along with a chance to try a girl for the first time, or you’re going to trot on home and do without. Brick is packing a secret weapon in his pants and I want to feel it again.”
“A secret weapon?”
“Put your hand in his crotch and feel him up. You’ll know what I’m talking about.”
Becca did as Sharon suggested, and the look she got on her face was priceless.
“Oh, fuck!”
Sharon laughed. “Oh, fuck, indeed. Should you choose to accept your mission, that’s the cock going up your pussy, probably while you’re dining on mine.”
Becca collected her purse and finished her drink. “Let’s go. Time’s a wastin’.”
******
Both of the ladies seemed to enjoy their walks on the wild side, especially while I was plowing their fields. While they were playing with each other in various and sundry ways, I took turns fucking each of them, my cock firmly encased in a rubber wrapper. The decreased sensitivity I had with the condom on helped me go for roughly an hour and forty-five minutes, but it wasn’t easy. Switching back and forth helped some too. Switching helped them too. Neither of their pussies took too much abuse, especially when soothed with slick, wet tongues. The added stimulus of cunt licking had also improved the frequency and strength of their orgasms. Holding out that long had put the amount of ejaculate I produced in another dimension. My condom looked swollen.
“Damn!” Sharon said, “but I’m not sure I’m ever going to be able to fuck again without someone licking my cunt at the same time. It doesn’t have to be a woman, but that was some fan-fucking-tastic sex right there. Brick, you were a freaking marvel. I can’t believe how long you were able to fuck without cumming. Unbelievable.”
Becca laughed. “I’ve got to agree. When you told me I was going to get the best fucking of my life, I was thinking, ‘yeah, sure; another tall tale invented by someone who’d never been fucked well before.’ This night went from nearly a total disaster, to something I’ll remember with fondness on my death bed.”