"A Taste of Honey," I said to Lynette, playing the melody line finally."Oh yeah," Lynette said, recognizing the tune. "It was almost there, but it sou...ded strange."I nodded and went back to improvising on the song's actual chord progression. I noticed that the in-between chords could be left out during the improv and made it easier for me to doodle against it."You're angry that Kristen played the guitar for me and not for you," Lynette observed.I didn't answer, but I felt wetness in my eyes as. The closer I get the more this feeling is swelling up inside of me. Who is she? She's Julia. Julia is about 5foot 7, has beautiful blonde hair that just barely passes her shoulders, she has the most amazing blue-green eyes I have ever seen, loves to read, and she's my girlfriend's friend.I'm not sure when I started feeling the way I do, but I can't stop, and I don't want to stop. I've always gotten along greatly with people, and since the moment I met Julia every time we talk or see each other. If I wanted a woman to share me with another woman, maybe I'd have to consider sharing a woman with another man. At first I couldn't imagine that. Even more unimaginable was the idea of my interacting with the other man, in the same way I imagined the two women behaving in the original scenario. I wouldn't let my mind go there.One night I was home alone -- again -- and had a few beers more than usual. Normally, on a day off at that time, I was so horny that almost all I thought about was sex.. I was still kneeling, drenched in her pee shower, confused, trembling, shivering, excited, and horny at the same time. I gathered some courage and first licked the tip of her huge throbbing dick. It tasted of her piss again.As soon as I licked her dickhead she moaned. Hearing her moan, I got a little carried away and suddenly swallowed almost one-third of her dick and started blowing her madly. Her moans were making me even hornier. I started swallowing more and more till more than half was.