The story of two neighbors and their friendship. There are scenes of one-on-one romantic sex (MF), group sex and bisexual sex (MM and FF). If this is not your thing, move on. Otherwise, enjoy, comment and vote.
I sat down at my computer with a hot cuppa joe and an onion bagel (with a shmear). I was checking out the latest headlines and the latest on the covid virus. It wasn't good. In addition, the President said something stupid about drinking disinfectant and UV rays. I was laughing when I heard the door knock. The door opened and Samantha rushed in.
"Am I disturbing you? I just had to tell you that I put up the pictures. Could you take a look at my profile to see if it's okay?"
"One, yes, you did disturb me. Please wait until I open the door. Maybe I was in the bathroom or something and -"
"- at least I know you weren't jerking off." What a smartass.
"- and I'll check it out." I called up the site and logged in under her name. I read over the site and checked out the galleries. Yes, indeed, they looked good. She was going to get some traffic. "You know, you can fill out these surveys. They help improve your searches." Then I noticed that she had four messages. "Look, you already have responses!"
"Let me see. Let me see." The first one was from a horny husband who wanted to play. "Delete it. No cheating husbands." The second was from an older obese couple. "No. Not what I am looking for. Delete it."
"You know you should thank them for contacting you but tell them that they aren't your type, or something like that, or you could not respond. Whatever."
"Nah, delete it. What's the next one?" The next one fit her bill. They were a couple in their late forties, both bi and both good looking. Their opened galleries showed great bodies. The hitch was that they played with couples. "They are damn near perfect. I'm going to have to draft you to meet with them. What does the last one say?"
"You got two more since we logged on."
"Wow. Read the next one. The next one was from a woman. She was very skinny and not appealing to Sam. "Save it. Next!" The next one was from another couple, one with whom I had once hooked up.
"I know them. I had a terrible time with them. They're into bondage and discipline. Not my thing. And he's very aggressive."
"Not mine either. Next!" The next one was from a couple. They, too, looked good. The problem was that their gallery showed him with a tiny cock. "Hmmm. I don't think so. I've already had that with Harold. No, I need him to be at least as big as you. Next!" The next message was from a couple and they looked fabulous. Their message was very complementary and they loved Sam's pictures. She was bi, he wasn't. They were both quite buff. "That's a keeper. Any more?" The last message was from a young gay couple. Their galleries were not open but their message said they would open theirs if she opened hers. And would she like to join them for playtime. They described what they would like to do with her and were very explicit. "Hmmm. Hold that one, too."
I surfed away from the site. "You have your homework cut out for you. Goodbye, Sam." I was kicking her out.
"You won't say that tomorrow when I want to suck your cock."
"You're right, I won't...tomorrow. Right now, go home and pet da cat. You are exhausting me."
"I'm leaving. It's a good thing that you are a great lay or I might be pissed. But I'm not. See ya." She was gone and maybe for the night. I was beat.
The next day started like all the others during the lockdown. In fact, what day was this? This self-quarantine may have been necessary but it was for the birds. I wanted to hit the beach again, to soak in the rays and dip into the warm water. It didn't look like that was going to be the case because the virus was surging in the state, due to the incompetence of the governor as well as the President, and also, all the beaches were closed. I was inside and safe where I had to be and that's just the way it was. In my apartment complex, we had lost four residents and six more were in the hospital in intensive care. I didn't want to end up like them.
With a cup of coffee at my side, I sat down at my computer to do some client work. It took about two hours and as I was finishing up, there was a knock on the door. It was Samantha and she was especially low key this morning.
"Where's that little bubbly personality. What's wrong?"
She sighed. "Do you have an extra cup for me?"
"Sure, but what's up?"
"I just learned that an old friend is in the hospital and it looks bad. This whole business saddens me. It saddens me a lot and, so far, there is nothing anybody can do. I feel so helpless, you know?"
"We are helpless. We have to wait for the doctors to come up with a cure. There's nothing else to do. And we have to make sure that we don't ingest any disinfectents." I laughed, she smiled.
"What a maroon!"
"True that. Don't pay attention to anything he says, and watch what he does. And be wary. He's fucking our country up. Don't get me started! And, hey, I have an idea. Why don't we get in the car and drive to the beach. We'll look at the water and smoke a joint. Come on, let's get out of here. Breathe some fresh air."
Her mood lifted as we drove to the ocean. Of course, it helped that she babbled constantly and I tuned out. As we pulled in and parked, we saw a pod of dolphins playing in the water. There was no other cars around. A cop pulled next to us and I explained that we were staying in the car, just breathing the air. He said we could stay for a little while and drove off.
"You know, when this is all over, we will have the cleanest air, the cleanest water and the cleanest environment in a few hundred years. Maybe this virus is a blessing in disguise. I wonder how fast we'll fuck it up."
"And speaking of fucking it up, I received nine more responses to my profile in the night."
"Oh, yeah? Any of them good?"
"One. One was very interesting; everything else was horny guys and dick pix. With the interesting one... usually, the husband writes me but this time it was the wife, and, in many ways, she reminded me of me. They moved down here a year ago. She said that they were married twenty years and in the doldrums. They decided to spice up their marriage with partners. They are both bi-curious and have never done anything like this. I like that they are as inexperienced as I. It would be cool for newbies to explore together...with a guide, that is."
"What did they look like?"
"They looked very good. Good looking, in shape and impressive genitals. They want to meet a couple, though. I'll show you the profile and maybe you'll join in. I would feel a lot better if you were there in case anything went south, you know what I mean? At least, for my first time. What do you say?"
"Maybe."
I opened the sunroof and let the sun bake down on us. She opened her blouse to the sun and put the seat back, luxuriating. I lit the joint and we passed it back and forth.
"You know, you have great tits. They're happy tits, I can see them smiling at me."
