Loretta looked from one to the other of us. I could see it in her eyes that she was serious; she wanted to fuck both of us right there and then. It had been an unusual day to say the least. Now Ulrich looked at me. He wore his usual uncomplicated, pragmatic look; as though she had just asked him to change a light bulb. I looked back at him with wide eyes and a disbelieving look on my face. Loretta however had clearly decided to call the shots. She sat between Ulrich and me and gently undid the button on Ulrich’s jeans. He obliged her by sliding them down to his thighs. She then reached into his boxers and took out his cock. Of course I had seen Ulrich’s cock many times over the years that he had modeled for me but now, I watched as Loretta stroked and tugged it into an impressive erection. She glanced at Ulrich’s face from time to time to see if she was doing the right thing. I found her concern for his pleasure touching. He looked back at her impassively which only made her amplify her efforts. At last she lowered her head onto his cock; a beautiful sight from where I sat. Ulrich’s eyes widened as he settled back to enjoy the sensation of Loretta’s lips, mouth and tongue. Now her head was bobbing up and down with increasing speed. Her golden hair hid exactly what she was doing to Ulrich from me, but that just added to the arousing effect of watching a beautiful girl blowing one of my best friends. Long, sensual minutes passed while I listened to Loretta moaning as Ulrich’s cock filled her mouth and throat. She then rose slowly from his lap, leaving his cock glistening wet and curving up towards his abs. “Don’t be shy Pete, lick my pussy.” She got onto her knees and pointed her ass towards me then lowered her head back down onto Ulrich’s cock. I grasped the rim of her black tights and slowly pulled them down. Ulrich gave me an encouraging look and stroked her hair. I pulled Loretta’s tights further down, revealing a gorgeous, trim ass. As soon as my hands passed over her cheeks she spread her legs then lay back on the couch. She had now gripped Ulrich’s whole shaft with one hand while she was concentrating on licking the head of his cock. She put one of her long legs over my shoulder as she felt me kiss her inner thighs. I slipped my hand under her hips and brought my tongue down onto her pussy. She had a wonderful aroma; a product of our walk along the beach that morning perhaps. I parted her lips with my tongue and soon found her clit. She responded by spreading her legs and letting me in deeper. I settled down now to really enjoy Loretta’s pussy; I licked and nibbled her clit and plunged my tongue deep into her secret folds. She was sweet with a velvety smoothness; supple and flavorful. My tongue explored her every delicate fold while I listened to her gentle moans growing in intensity. I licked her steaming hole for several moments and loved every stroke. She grew wetter and wetter; her juices and my saliva eventually running down her thigh. Ulrich meanwhile had pulled himself away from her mouth. I too came up for air and Loretta licked her lips and rolled her eyes with delight. I took this opportunity to pull her tights off altogether. She was glad to be rid of them and kicked her legs with glee. Ulrich and I now stood in front of her. She took one look at me, giggled and proceeded to strip me of my shirt. To say that Ulrich now had a raging hard-on would be a huge understatement. I looked at him and grinned, he grinned back good-naturedly. I had an idea. I went into the next room and got the swivel chair from in front of my p.c. Loretta needed no invitation to kneel on it. She waited, facing me, as I grasped the arm of the chair and turned it slowly, positioning her pussy right before Ulrich’s rigid, throbbing cock. She giggled as she leant back; spread her legs and raised her ass. Ulrich did not hesitate to spread her lips and feed the full length of his cock into her dripping wet pussy. Next, she placed one hand on my belt and in no time had released my cock from its exile. For the second time that day I felt Loretta’s lips lock around the tip of my shaft, I felt her hot breath against my skin and her saliva dripping down around my balls. She licked, sucked and nibbled me as I grew more and more rigid inside her mouth. Ulrich meanwhile had grasped her hips and was humping her with slow, gentle thrusts. I looked at him after several minutes and he nodded. A few strokes later he pulled his cock out of Loretta’s pussy. He turned the chair and there was Loretta’s glistening pink slit, inches away from my cock, all ready for me to fuck. Without hesitation I buried my cock into her, picking up where Ulrich had left off seconds ago. Loretta certainly didn’t seem to mind and settled down to licking Ulrich. Thus we alternated between one end of Loretta and the other with her moaning, sighing and telling whichever one of us was in her pussy at the time to fuck her still harder. We did as we were told until Ulrich pulled out and asked her to jack him off. She did more than that, immediately sinking his cock into her mouth where his orgasm exploded. I must admit, seeing Ulrich’s muscles tense at that moment, as he grit his teeth and threw his head back, was sheer poetry! Loretta did her best to swallow all of Ulrich’s come but the young German had obviously shot a considerable load into her mouth. As some of it dripped onto the floor, Ulrich looked at me apologetically. I could not have cared less as I now gripped Loretta’s shoulders and brought the full force of my thrusts to bear on her pussy. I sunk my fingers deep into her flesh as I came, pumping shot after shot into her depths. Breathless, I pulled out to be greeted by Ulrich’s broad grin; he had certainly enjoyed himself. We left Loretta on the chair while Ulrich dressed. He was running late for an appointment so I paid him for his time. He kissed Loretta goodbye unemotionally and shook my hand. After seeing him out, I returned to the studio to find Loretta still naked, lying on the couch with her eyes half shut, playing idly with her nipples, “What do you call that, what we just did?” “A Lazy Susan.” “Oh ok, like in a restaurant,” she giggled. “Well I’ve just treated myself to a gourmet smorgasbord of cock.” She rolled over suddenly to face me, her golden hair tumbling across the cushions. She looked up with those hypnotic blue eyes and said, “I don’t want to go back to Jade’s place, she hates me. Can I stay here with you?” I hesitated then she added, “Oh please Petey, pretty please. I’ll make it worth your while?” I certainly had no intention of saying no but decided to string her out a bit. I took my time fetching my wallet from the kitchen then returned and handed her twenty dollars. “Here take Jet for a walk, get yourself some ice cream and go to the supermarket. We need milk for breakfast.” She laughed and sprang off the couch in a whirl of yellow locks.