The Bucket List

It appeared that she was going to be the ringmaster of this sexual circus.

"Judy, let's show him how we did it when we were kids."

Needing no further instructions she reversed directions and lay on her back with her head at the foot of the bed. Janice crawled up over her for a girl-on-girl sixty-nine. I could feel my cock already getting hard again as they began to lick each other. Their moans filled the room. I stood at the foot of the bed, my hand sliding up and down my erection.

Then, Judy opened her eyes and looked at me. Suddenly, her gaze became hard.

"Hey! Who said you could play with yourself?" Judy shouted.

I stopped immediately and let go of my cock, which was twitching in time with the beating of my heart.

After a few more minutes, Judy stopped licking Janice's pussy and yelled sternly,

"Well, don't just stand there; fuck her!"

I didn't have to be told twice; I stepped up to Janice, grabbed her by the hips, and thrust my cock all the way into her in one smooth motion. I started fucking her immediately, the sound of flesh slapping flesh filling the room.

Janice pulled her head off Judy's pussy and shouted,

"Holy shit, Holy shit, that's it... fuck that pussy."

I could feel Judy's tongue on the bottom of my cock, and her hand kneaded my balls as I fucked her sister harder and faster.

Janice dropped her head and went at her sister's pussy like a mad woman. Soon I felt Janice's pussy spasm around my cock, at the same time Judy leaned her head back and captured my ball sack in her mouth just as she screamed out her orgasm. I froze in fear as I felt the odd sensation of Judy's scream in my balls, and realized that if she lost control she might bite my balls off.

Then the moment passed. Judy released my balls as I pulled out of Janice's pussy, Janice got to her feet, as did Judy; they switched positions and now I was presented with Judy's pussy, as Janice guided my cock to the entrance. I felt a pair of hands grab my ass cheeks and pull me forward burying my cock deep in her pussy.

"You bastard... that's good... give it to me. That's it, give it to me hard."

Then I felt something I never felt before as Janice stuck a finger up my ass. I could feel it rub up against my prostate, which triggered my orgasm. That set Judy off again, screaming into Janice's pussy. Judy must have bit on Janice's clit and held it, because she jumped and tried to buck her sister right off the bed as she screamed below me.

We all rested for a few moments and then disengaged ourselves. It was my turn to get the washcloth, rinse it in warm water and carefully clean up all the sensitive parts.

Judy and Janice crawled up to the head of the bed and lay on their backs next to one another.

"John, I want you to make love to our feet. Suck our toes."

This was something I never heard of before, but I didn't want to disappoint them, so I got up on the bed between the two of them on my knees and began to suck on Judy's toes while I reach over and massaged Jan's foot.

"Hmmm, that's good; make sure you get them all."

When I was done with Judy, I started on Jan's toes.

"Oh Judy, maybe we should bring him home with us, this would feel so good after a rough day at work."

They both laughed. I didn't really know why, but I was beginning to get hard again.

"That's enough, John. Now I want you to fuck us both, just like this; switch off from one to the other until we both cum."

I started with Judy. I got between her legs and pushed my cock into her pussy. I started with short quick strokes, until I was sure she was ready for more. Then I moved over her and, supporting my weight with my arms I resumed my movements, this time using the entire length of my cock, slowly at first, then harder and faster. I bent down, first biting one nipple then the other. When I could feel her beginning to thrust her hips off the bed, I stopped, sat back, pulled out and moved between Janice's legs and started from the beginning.

"You son of bitch," Judy yelled when she realized what I had done.

'Two can play at this game,' I thought to myself.

I did the same thing with Jan: I pulled out and switched back to Judy.

Now there was no playing around, just long hard strokes until I felt her feet on my ass, urging me deeper.

"Give it to me stud, that's it harder."

I increased my pace until I could go no faster, then I watched as her eyes opened wide. Her mouth opened as if to scream, but no sound came out, and she began to tremble. I gave her one final thrust and ground my cock into her as deep as I could. Her eyes seemed to roll up into the back of her head and she lay still.

I pulled out of her and switched back to Jan.

"I want just what she had."

I tried my best; I was pounding away, when I noticed Judy begin to stir. Now I had an audience again, so I leaned over and bit on Jan's nipples as I gyrated my hips, grinding myself into her clit.

"Oh God... here it comes, I'm cumming."

I felt my own orgasm building; I continued giving it to her as hard, fast and deep as I could. Then I froze as my balls emptied once again.

I started to move my hips once again, when Judy leaned over and put her hand on my shoulder,

"Hey stud, you can stop now; she won't be feeling anything for a while."

Sure enough, Jan was out like a light.

"Go get a new washcloth; I'll take care of my sister."

When Jan's eyes started to flutter open, I leaned over and gave her a kiss.

"Welcome back."

The three of us lay on the bed, me in the center with a twin on either side. At that moment I wished for a mirrored ceiling. I doubt that anyone could have been more satisfied than I was at that moment.

Then Jan moved down my body and began kissing and sucking on my cock.

'Don't these girls ever have enough?' I doubted that I could even get it up again. Then Judy got into the act, feeding me one, then the other, of her beautiful tits. Soon, to my amazement, I could feel my cock begin to harden yet again.

"Oh good, he's ready again."

Jan climbed up and onto my erection, as Judy, swung one leg over my head so that she was facing Jan. I couldn't see anything except Judy's wonderful ass, but I could hear her urging Jan to ride me faster and harder.

"Squeeze my tits Judy, suck my nipples. Oh god, I'm cumming again. Let's switch."

They both got up and quickly changed places. Soon the sounds and feeling started again. My jaw and tongue were beginning to ache, but I was determined to get them both to cum one more time. I heard Jan sigh, felt her shudder as she orgasmed again. Then I felt Judy stop bouncing on my cock as she too had another cum.

Judy rolled off me and Jan leaned forward. She captured my cock in her mouth and did her best to swallow me whole, using her throat muscles to work my cock for one last cum.

I felt myself shutter and shake; Jan pulled back leaving just the tip of my cock in her mouth as she ran her tongue around and around its super-sensitive head. She gently took hold of my balls and waited. When I finally stopped shaking she released me, got off my chest and announced rather proudly;

"We did it Judy; I think we finally fucked and sucked him dry."

I lay there on my back totally exhausted; they came up on the bed, kissed me on each cheek and whispered to me;

"You just graduated with highest honors, some day you're going to make some woman very happy. You just go to sleep; we're going to grab a quick shower and leave. I'll set the alarm for seven-thirty. Thank you for an incredible night."

I glanced at the clock; it was almost 1:30AM, we'd been going at for over five hours. I smiled and thought of MaryAnn - just before I passed out.

The alarm went off at 7:30; remembering that Joe was expecting me for breakfast at 8:00, I jumped out of bed, showered and shaved, brushed my teeth and looked around for my clothes. The girls had picked them up, and hung them in the closet.

I walked out of the room at 8:05; my cock and jaw were both sore; but I was one very happy camper.

Joe was sitting having his first cup of coffee.

"John, I see you made it through the evening."

"I see you made it through as well."

"Yes, they took pity on this old man, and didn't work me over too badly. Let's get you some coffee and order breakfast, I'm starved."

We had a leisurely breakfast, checked out and drove back to Malibu.

When we got back home, I couldn't wait to get onto my computer. I opened my document and added,

Number 2 - Have sex with 2 women at the same time - DONE.

I saved my document, shut down my computer, leaned back in my chair and said to no one there,

"Nine down and one to go."

Chapter 16

Sunday morning I went down to the gym and, since MaryAnn had still not returned from her weekend with her college friend, I had to work out alone. I didn't expect to see Joe come down for an early morning workout. I did a half hour on the treadmill, a half hour on the free weights, and a half hour on the heavy bag. I ate alone for breakfast and lunch, so I was very pleased when MaryAnn came home about 4:00.

She took her bag up to her room, then came downstairs and we chatted out on the patio. As was our custom, neither one of us asked the other what they did on the weekend. We respected each other's privacy.

I told her that I had not seen Joe since Saturday morning. She mentioned that he had called her, telling her that he had some last minute business dealings to handle and would be back in a couple of days.

I told her that I was on pins and needles waiting for Joe to give me the next, and last, task that we had to do in order to complete his list.

"John, I'm so happy to hear that, I hope it won't be too difficult."

"Joe assured me that I'd enjoy it and be thankful to him for the rest of my life."

The next two days were uneventful. MaryAnn and I were able to spend more and more time together. Joe returned late on Tuesday night, and stayed in the library most of the next day. After dinner Wednesday evening, Joe rose from the table and asked me to meet him in the library. As he was walking out, he turned to MaryAnn and said,

"Give us a while, then please come to the library."

Something was up, but knowing Joe, I'd have to wait for him to tell me what it was.

"John, come on in. Please shut the doors."

"Joe, what's up?"

"John, please sit down. I owe you a very long and detailed explanation as to what has been going on here for the last twelve months. Before I give you the final envelope I have a confession to make.

My heart stopped, 'all this has been an act, he's not rich and everything he had he spent on his list.'

"I told you a half-truth; I'm not dying of cancer."

'I knew it.'

"I do, or did, have cancer; skin cancer on my shoulder that I had removed almost a year ago. And as far as dying, we're all dying each and every day; we're getting one day closer to the end of our lives. So I really didn't lie to you. Sort of.

"Let me tell you more about me. What your mother told you was true; I ran away from home when I was eighteen and spent six years in the Navy. On my ship I was known as the go to guy. If you needed something, you came to me. I had a knack for being able to get my hands on stuff that no one else could get. I honed that skill for my entire stint in the Navy. I made a lot of money and a lot of friends helping people get things they needed. I bent a lot of rules but never broke any, at least as far as I know.

"After I got out, I used that money, those skills and the friends I made, to make more money and more friends in higher places. Soon the deals I was getting involved in began making serious money. I took a lot of chances because I felt I was playing with the house's money. I got really lucky and made millions on land deals in Hawaii, and real estate deals here in California. The more money I made, the greater the drive I had to make more money. Then I dropped out for a while, collected my winnings, built this house and bought the estate in Kauai, and basically retired at the age of 33.

"I used to hang out on Venice Beach, watch the bodybuilders work out, and dream of doing the same thing with my body. There was a beautiful Norwegian bodybuilder named Diana, they nicknamed her 'The Valkyrie,' because of her fierce competitiveness in everything she did. I wanted to meet her so badly, but I felt I wasn't in her league; she could have any of those guys she wanted. One day I saw her having a terrible argument with one of the other bodybuilders. She left the beach with tears in her eyes. I knew she was hurting badly. I followed her at a distance, out to the far end of the parking lot. As she neared her car, two of the guys from the beach jumped her and began beating her. I almost turned away, not wishing to get beat up myself. But at the last minute I ran across the parking lot screaming 'Police!' at the top of my lungs. They both turned and ran, not realizing that I was a force of one.

"I helped her to my car and I took her to the hospital. I waited for several hours while they patched her up. They told me that they would have to keep her overnight for observation. When they asked me who I was I told them that I was her boyfriend.

'Congratulations, one of the nurses said after the doctor had left, your girlfriend is pregnant.'

"The next morning I went up to see her."

'You're the guy from the parking lot; it was you who saved me. Why did you say you were my boyfriend?'

'Wishful thinking I guess.'

'You don't want to be him, because when I get out of here I'm going to break every bone in his body. He and his brother were the guys that were beating me up. I told him I was going to have a baby, his baby. We argued. First he denied it was his, then he wanted me to have an abortion; it seemed that a baby wouldn't sit too well with his socialite fiancée. When I refused to have the abortion, they tried to make me have a miscarriage. That's when you arrived. Now I have no place to go and no money. I guess I'll have to move back to Minnesota and live with my cousins.'

'I have an offer for you. If you want, you can live with me. I just built a brand new house on the beach in Malibu. I want to build a first-class gym in the basement. If you come to work for me as my fitness coach, you and your baby can live with me as long as you like. I have plenty of room and I'll pay you well.

'What do you say?'

"She agreed and came to work for me. She had a baby girl and for the next two years, she put together a world-class gym, and whipped my ass into the greatest shape I was ever in. We used to wrestle against each other. Of course, she would beat me most of the time; she was just too strong for me. Then, I started to put a winning streak together. The first couple of wins resulted in some great sex, right there on the mat. After the last time that I won, she just lay there with a worried look on her face.

'Joe, something is wrong with me; I'm losing strength in my arms and legs and I'm losing weight even though I'm eating like a horse.'

"We took her to the doctor and then to a specialist who told us she had pancreatic cancer. The prognosis was not good; at that time they had no treatment for it. They told her she had three to six months.

"We returned home, made love, and planned for the end. I wanted to get married; she refused. All she wanted was for me to take care of her little girl. I watched her waste away; this once mighty Amazon was a mere one hundred and twenty pounds when she died.

"I was a basket case for almost a year before I finally snapped out of it. I put all my energies back into business. I made deals; I made lots of money. And I adopted her little girl. She had the best of everything, except me. It was too painful for me to be with her; every time I looked at her, I saw Diana. So I traveled. A lot. My businesses overseas flourished. I sent her to private schools, nothing but the best was good enough for her.

During one of the weekends that we were both home, I passed by her room and heard her sobbing. I was just about to walk into her room, when I heard her say,

'Why doesn't he love me? I would give anything for us to be a family, I just want a daddy who loves me.'

"Talk about a kick in the gut. I rushed into the room, held her tight, and promised her that I would always love her, that we would be a real family. And we have been ever since.

"She graduated from high school, I was there. She graduated from college, I was there. I had her take over as my fitness coach, allowing her as much time and freedom as she wanted or needed. I wanted her to be happy, to find someone, to get married and have kids of her own. The one area in which she seems to have trouble in is relationships; but I'll let her tell you about that if she wants.

"About seven years ago, I received a letter from your mother. She was worried about you. You had just graduated from college, but seemed to have no ambition, no drive and, as far as she knew, no woman in your life. I called her and, after a long talk, she made me promise her that I would look after you. She must have had a premonition of something bad happening to her, because within six months she and your father were dead. You never realized it, but I was always looking over your shoulder. I bought the company you worked for just to insure you would have a job. I couldn't understand why you stayed there, so I had them give you a series of psychological tests, which you thought everyone had to take. I had the tests reviewed and was told that you were a submissive, even if you didn't realize it yourself. That you needed someone to be dominant over you, to make the decisions in your life. That was why you never had relationships, why you appeared to have no ambitions in life.

"I needed to get you out of there, to make you understand yourself, to bring that part of your character out of the closet; so I devised this plan of mine, this bucket list. Everything on that list was designed to help you understand and improve yourself."

I sat there, too stunned to comment, reviewing in my mind every task that had been on the list.

"The first task I had you do was to plan and coordinate the balloon ride. I knew you were afraid of heights, so it made you confront your fear and to ultimately conquer it. I saw that you could handle yourself making the arrangements on your own. It also gave us time together to get to know each other.

"The second task was the public speaking and business skills improvement course. The purpose of that was for you to overcome your awkwardness around business people, to help you communicate better, and to help you with your self esteem.

"The third task, the dancing classes, were for the obvious reason -- to learn how to dance -- but more importantly, to get you to loosen up around MaryAnn, to get you more comfortable interacting with women.

"The boxing with a woman task was to help you understand that deep within your psyche you wanted to be dominated, AND that it was OK to be dominated by a strong powerful woman.

"The two tasks with Edel were designed to teach you the art of making love to a woman. It's not something we're born knowing, it comes from experience. These were supposed to give you some of that experience, and who better to teach you than a caring professional.

"The task of volunteering at the shelter had two purposes. One was obvious: to show you firsthand how fortunate we are to have what we have; the other was to instill in you the need for the feeling you get when you give of yourself in service to others. Giving money, especially from your surplus is easy; giving of yourself is what is truly important.

"The task of wrestling with a woman once again had two purposes; one was to reinforce the idea that it was OK to be dominated by a strong woman. The second purpose involved the training with MaryAnn leading up to the session. I wanted you two to spend more time together, to have physical contact with each other and for you to accept her as being dominant in your relationship.